Ye Zhiwei's vision was dark until Jiang Jianian lowered his head, embraced her waist, and kissed her. Only then did she realize what Jiang Jianian meant by comforting her.

He lowered his head and kissed her. She could feel the water droplets from his hair dripping onto her body, a little cool, completely different from his hot and burning kiss. He was clearly cold, but his kiss was scalding.

Ye Zhiwei tilted her head back slightly, close to the door behind her. Jiang Jianian placed one hand between the back of Ye Zhiwei's head and the door, and tightened his grip on her waist with the other, becoming even more engrossed in the kiss. He was unwilling to miss any opportunity to be more intimate, and was just looking for ways to kiss Ye Zhiwei. His hands were burning hot, feeling like they were about to catch fire through the thin clothes.

The gauze was still wrapped around Ye Zhiwei's eyes, and she was trembling slightly from sensitivity.

From the moment Jiang Jianian kissed her, her mind went blank. She could feel Jiang Jianian kissing her intimately, and she could faintly hear the soft, wet sounds of their kisses. Ye Zhiwei had never experienced such a deep kiss before. All her other senses seemed to disappear, and only the tender feeling of her lips being kissed and gently bitten was amplified infinitely.

She could hear Jiang Jianian's panting.

She was somewhat at a loss, feeling rather awkward.

Ye Zhiwei came to her senses slightly and tried to push Jiang Jianian away. As soon as her hand touched Jiang Jianian's shoulder, the hand that was originally around her waist pressed down on her and held her in its own, their fingers intertwining intimately.

She could hear his heartbeat.

My heart is beating so fast, it's so different from how he usually is.

Ye Zhiwei stiffly accepted Jiang Jianian's kiss. She was so nervous that when she tried to push him away a second time, he finally let her go and kissed her ear instead. She could hear the sweet sounds clearly.

She reached for the gauze covering her eyes, but as soon as she touched it, Jiang Jianian pressed both her hands against the door and began kissing her neck, moving downwards.

Jiang Jianian's clothes were a little wet, it was hard to tell whether it was from the water droplets left on his hair or from the sweat that came out from their passionate kiss.

He's so sexy.

So sexy that Ye Zhiwei would immediately close her eyes again as soon as she opened them, and even a glance from her would make her heart race. She was so different from the usual Jiang Jianian. She didn't dare to look at him, but she couldn't help but steal glances at him.

Finally, he stopped kissing and pulled Ye Zhiwei into his arms. Ye Zhiwei could hear his low breathing. He had actually been very restrained, restraining his kisses and his teasing. He clearly wanted more, but in the end, he stopped.

Jiang Jianian stared at Ye Zhiwei, then placed her hand to his lips, gently stroking it as he murmured in a hoarse voice, "Does this mean you're finally comforting me?"

Ye Zhiwei was stunned for a while before she said, "This is not comforting me, you are clearly taking advantage of me."

"So you knew I was taking advantage of you." Jiang Jianian remained expressionless, narrowing his eyes as he retorted, "But that doesn't contradict appeasing me. Didn't you come to me willingly?"

Ye Zhiwei was speechless for a moment. Jiang Jianian took the scarf and tied it back into a bow for Ye Zhiwei's loose hair. After a long while, he continued in a low voice, "I thought you saw that I was in a bad mood and came to comfort me by presenting yourself as a gift. Wouldn't it be a waste of your good intentions if I didn't bully you a little?"

He looked at Ye Zhiwei as he spoke, then changed the subject with a smile and said, "Ye Zhiwei, I'm very happy now. You've done a good job calming her down. Will there be another chance next time?"

Ye Zhiwei: ...