Chapter 43 We can't be too rough with this person...

Those dark eyes were like glass beads immersed in thick ink, their color deep and dark, yet their pupils were unusually bright.

Wen Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and she had the illusion that she hadn't yet woken up from that strange dream.

His gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on Song Juelan's large hand propped up on the edge of the bed, where a clear tooth mark was clearly imprinted on his slender index finger.

"It's you...?" Wen Zhi's eyes were filled with disbelief.

The vine that entangled him in his dream was actually Song Juelan, who was by his bedside, causing trouble.

Song Juelan seemed surprised to have woken him up. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she was then drawn to the changes in him, her gaze fixed intently on the bulge on the blanket.

His eyes seemed to have discovered something new and interesting, and a light of excitement flickered deep within his pupils.

Wen Zhi almost reflexively rolled over, leaving Song Juelan by the bedside with a flustered back view, avoiding that dangerous gaze, burying her face deep in the quilt, only her bright red ear tips showing.

He had been living a life of abstinence lately, so why did this happen right under Song Juelan's nose?

A tall, burning hot body loomed over him, two long arms bracing at his sides, the scorching breath brushing against his earlobe, and a low voice asked, "Shall I help you?"

Last night, Wen Zhi avoided Song Juelan's things like the plague, while Song Juelan, on the contrary, seemed very interested in them.

Wen Zhi lifted her head slightly from under the covers, glancing at the person above her with the corner of her eye, but remained unmoved: "Don't you need to take Xiao Tang to class?"

Seeing his face appear, Song Juelan took the opportunity to lower her head and kiss his thin eyelids: "There's still half an hour, we can make it."

Wen Zhi felt inexplicably looked down upon and retorted softly, "Who told you there was enough time?"

Last night Song Juelan stayed in the bathroom for so long, why do you think half an hour is enough for him?

In the brief moment when he let his guard down, that large, burning hot hand had already slipped under the covers and precisely grasped him.

Wen Zhi's breathing seemed to be abruptly cut off, and all her senses were concentrated in one place, with an unprecedented pleasure rushing to her head.

But that large hand made no further move. A burning kiss landed on the corner of his eye, and a deep voice whispered in his ear, "Is it alright?"

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Wen Zhi's smooth forehead, and she hummed a soft sound from her nose.

He no longer cared about anything else; he just wanted Song Juelan to continue.

However, the other person seemed not to understand his meaning, and continued to kiss him affectionately, while the hand that was under the covers remained motionless.

"...Okay." Wen Zhi finally gave in, squeezing out the two words through her teeth, with a hint of reluctance in her voice.

Is this person taking revenge on him for not helping him yesterday?

He heard a soft laugh, barely audible, or perhaps it was just his imagination. Before he could think any further, Song Juelan's fingers had already closed, and his fingertips pressed down heavily on his skin.

A shiver, like an electric shock, shot up her spine and spread all the way to her scalp. Wen Zhi's neck involuntarily tilted back slightly, forming a delicate arc, and her small nostrils flared slightly.

This feeling was different from usual; it was as if a strange tide was surging within him, giving him a unique kind of stimulation.

Song Juelan lowered his eyelids, focusing intently on the person beneath him, not missing a single expression on Wen Zhi's face, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

He loved watching Wen Zhi lose herself in desire, her thin eyelids and pert nose flushed, making her beautiful face even more radiant.

At this moment, Wen Zhi would no longer treat him as a child or someone insignificant. Because the one who gave Wen Zhi all her pleasure was him.

Although he wanted to see more of Wen Zhi's expression, Song Juelan maintained appropriate pressure in his hands, much lighter than when he helped himself on ordinary days.

In his eyes, Wen Zhi was actually more fragile than she appeared, like a precious treasure that needed to be carefully protected.

He instinctively felt that he shouldn't be too rough with this person.

Song Juelan's gaze was fixed on the person on the bed. Her five fingers held that delicate thing. Before she could move her wrist for long, she felt a wet touch in her palm.

A moment of stunned silence crossed his eyes. He was unsure whether he hadn't noticed the passage of time, or if Wen Zhi had moved too fast, or perhaps both.

Wen Zhi stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes moist, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings after the rain, and her breathing rapid from her bright red lips.

After regaining his senses, he gripped the corner of the blanket tightly with his slender fingers and slowly wrapped himself up in it, not even a single hair showing.

A slightly hoarse voice came out in a muffled tone: "Aren't you going to class yet?"

Song Juelan looked down at her palm for a while, smiled silently, and got up to walk towards the bathroom without saying anything more.

Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom tap, Wen Zhi's cheeks belatedly burned.

He actually got Song Juelan to help him.

Shouldn't he reciprocate and help Song Juelan this time as well?

Thinking about that thing whose true form she had never seen, Wen Zhi felt a little uneasy, and her eyes darted around uncertainly.

Let's talk about it later.

After a while, the bathroom door opened, footsteps stopped by the bed, and Song Juelan's voice came from above: "I'm taking Xiaotang to class."

Wen Zhi, huddled under the covers, nodded haphazardly: "Okay, be careful on the road."

Song Juelan originally wanted to kiss the person on the bed before leaving, but Wen Zhi wrapped herself up tightly, leaving no gap.

He could only bend down, pick up Wen Zhi along with the blanket, and untie the blanket like peeling a rice dumpling.

Wen Zhi's face, burning with fever, was forced to show. Her moist eyes were half-closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She dared not look at him: "...If you don't leave now, you'll be late."

"There's still time." Song Juelan repeated the same statement, but it wasn't a lie, because helping Wen Zhi hadn't taken much time.

A hot breath drew near, and soft, thin lips pressed against Wen Zhi's lips, pecking lightly again and again, as if they couldn't get enough of kissing her.

This kiss was devoid of passion or aggression; it simply expressed affection and pleasure, as if the two were happy because their relationship had become closer.

Only when time was truly running out did Song Juelan reluctantly put Wen Zhi back on the bed, cover her with the blanket, and turn to leave.

The door was gently closed, and Wen Zhi heard Xiao Tang's clear voice and Song Juelan's gentle and patient voice coming from outside.

Once outside the room, Song Juelan reverted to his calm and reliable self, as if he were not the same person who had just woken him up and insisted on helping him solve his problem.

Wen Zhi still felt the lingering aura of Song Juelan on her lips and body. Suddenly, she couldn't quite remember what the serious Song Juelan was like at the beginning.

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