Burning Desire (1V1H) - Episode 5: Soft Flesh

Episode 5: Soft Flesh 

When Jin Yan and Han Mengyi walked out, they saw Shen Yue and Huo Cheng one behind the other. They assumed they had argued mid-movie. 

Shen Yue didn’t explain. She only said it was nothing. But she knew the hand that roamed under her skirt earlier now rested innocently in Huo Cheng’s jacket pocket. It was as if nothing happened. 

The heat in Shen Yue’s ears lingered. Her heart was itching and burning. Yet she forced a calm facade as she followed them out of the theater. 

“Ugh, anyone up for the new spicy skewer place?” 

Han Mengyi scrolled her phone. 

“It’s nearby, just opened. And they’re giving free beer.” 

“Sounds good. But I’ll skip the beer. Gotta drive later,” 

Jin Yan said. He fondly ruffled her hair. 

Shen Yue and Huo Cheng had no objections. The group headed to the late-night eatery. They entered the steamy skewer shop. Red banners from its grand opening hung on the walls. It was festive and lively. The air was thick with spicy and cumin aromas. 

“How many?” 

The waiter smiled warmly. They led them to a table and enthusiastically explained, 

“During our opening, we have a couple’s combo—crispy meat, crawfish, fish balls, meat slices, and a veggie platter, with a free beer. Take a look.” 

Han Mengyi’s eyes lit up instantly. 

“Wow, sounds great! We’ll take one.” 

The waiter turned to Shen Yue and Huo Cheng. 

“Will you two order together?” 

Shen Yue froze. She instinctively glanced at Huo Cheng. But it was only to meet his amused, smiling eyes. 

“Let’s do it,” 

Huo Cheng said. He was being overly casual. He added slowly, 

“Two couple’s combos total.” 

Those four words made Jin Yan glance at him. His usually aloof, woman-ignoring friend—was he possessed today? 

Shen Yue opened her mouth to protest. But she caught Huo Cheng’s gaze. His eyes sparkled like stars in a dark night. His lips were slightly curved. He was exuding a lazy, dangerous charm. It was just like his fingers under her skirt in the theater—impossible to resist. 

Shen Yue blanked for a second. By the time she snapped back, the waiter had cheerfully noted the order and left. 

“Damn…” 

She muttered. She then grabbed her iced water and gulped it down. 

The cold liquid slid down her throat. Shen Yue tried to calm herself. She blamed his gaze for unsettling her. 

The food arrived quickly. The pot’s red broth bubbled. The skewers’ aroma wafted around the table. Shen Yue focused on her bowl. She picked at her extra tripe. She was trying to seem engrossed in eating but failing to concentrate. 

Her ears echoed with Huo Cheng’s low, husky whispers from the theater. His suggestive words were like scorching flames licking her mind. 

Shen Yue unconsciously pressed her thighs together. Her face gradually flushed from her ears to her neck. It was glowing a pretty pink. 

“Yueyue?” 

Han Mengyi leaned closer. 

“Why’s your face so red? Is the pot too spicy?” 

“It’s nothing, just a bit hot. I’ll get more water,” 

Shen Yue said. 

She stood. She fumbled toward the water dispenser. She was desperate to cool down. 

The dispenser dripped steadily. Shen Yue fiddled with her cup. She was trying to distract herself. She didn’t notice her chest’s curves becoming more pronounced as she leaned forward. 

Huo Cheng’s gaze landed on her like a tangible weight. He then casually shifted away. He picked up his beer. His fingers were tracing the rim. 

Shen Yue returned. She focused back on her food. But the table’s height left Huo Cheng’s long legs with nowhere to go. They brushed against hers. 

His body heat was naturally high. Shen Yue felt a wave of warmth on her exposed skin. She tucked her legs in. She then shot him a warning glance. 

Huo Cheng lazily lifted his eyelids. He innocently propped his chin while picking at food. 

“Pass your bowl.” 

“I’ll eat myself,” 

Shen Yue said awkwardly. She proceeded to grab some broccoli. 

“With your tiny frame, no meat on you. Eat more,” 

Huo Cheng said. He dropped meat slices into her bowl. 

“Feels like holding bones.” 

Shen Yue nearly dropped her chopsticks, shocked. Luckily, the lovey-dovey couple across the table didn’t notice. Or she’d have no idea how to explain their relationship. 

Her cool expression cracked slightly. 

“No meat? Then why were you so… thrilled rubbing me that night?” 

Her chest was covered in unsightly pinch marks and hickeys the next morning! 

Huo Cheng leaned toward her. His husky voice was like hot air on her skin. It was lazy but fiery. 

“Sure, you’re slim… but the parts that matter? Not lacking at all.” 

His words were done. His gaze flicked to the full curve of her chest. His tone was wicked. 

“But I recall you were pretty thrilled when I licked you too, no?”