Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Jinjiang Authentic

Qin Sizhao was just about to fall asleep when he felt his sleeve being tugged at by a restless hand.

Only one person could do this to him.

"What's wrong, Rong'er?"

He asked dazedly.

"How many days will it take us to arrive?"

"It should be two days yet. We're exhausted from the journey. Do you want to rest for a day?"

Qin Sizhao turned around and looked at her with his eyes wide open.

He was feeling a little drowsy due to his hazy sleepiness. His eyes were misty and watery, and the whites of his eyes were slightly red.

Tao Jinrong turned over and lay at the edge of the bed, just wanting to get as close to him as possible.

She raised her thin chin, propped her face on the edge of the bed with her elbows, opened her eyes wide, and stared into his eyes without moving.

The look was almost aggressive.

She suddenly said:

"To be honest, I almost didn't recognize you. I always thought you were a little creepy, but how come you've grown so tall?"

After she finished speaking, her face gradually turned red, she lowered her head, her eyes dodging, and she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

She felt like an elderly relative she only saw once every few years, and after a long struggle, she could only manage to say, "I held you in my arms when you were little."

It's just for fun.

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. She just wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She lay down flat on her back and covered her face with her hands.

Tao Jinrong turned around and covered his face with the quilt.

"Don't worry about me, go to sleep."

Suddenly, the quilt covering her face was lifted up. She raised her head in surprise and met directly with a pair of peach blossom eyes with slightly moist eyelashes.

Qin Sizhao was standing beside her bed, with a subtle smile on his lips.

He reached out and stroked her chin, and she felt her entire cheek become warm and getting hotter.

Tao Jinrong suddenly felt as if she was controlled by something. He stroked her chin with one hand and supported himself on the bed with the other hand. She caught a glimpse of the blue veins on his arm out of the corner of her eye.

He kissed her.

To be honest, this kiss was all emotion, no technique at all, and due to the inertia of his weight, his teeth hit hers.

But Tao Jinrong inexplicably felt a kind of psychological pleasure from his unfamiliarity, just like secretly eating a sour but juicy fruit in early summer, or excitedly picking a flower that accidentally stuck out of the fence.

She wanted to live with him, wanted to go back with him to the steaming hometown in her memory, with a low courtyard wall, swaying purple morning glories hanging on the wall, and patches of broomrape blooming wildly.

All her unreliable fantasies had vanished. She put her arms around his thin waist and felt that she had returned to the life she should have lived.

He put his lips to her ear and whispered:

"Go to sleep."

The movement of his hand was soothing, and he gently touched her cheek with his fingertips. She held his hand tightly, and she felt that her hand was even hotter than his.

He gently kissed her forehead, and when he pulled his hand back, Tao Jinrong was a little unresponsive.

No...is this the end?

What happened after that? Nothing?

She was stunned and couldn't help but tossing and turning in bed, wondering what he was thinking about.

Why don't you continue?

He shouldn't be completely clueless, after all, he is a doctor, he should know how that kind of thing is done, at least there are pornographic pictures, doesn't everyone have a copy of that, hasn't everyone seen it.

After thinking about it over and over again, she still couldn't come to a conclusion. Anyway, she knew that he definitely loved her. She was very sure of this.

Seeing the black hair cascading down his neck, she suddenly felt a sense of security and stability. From now on, her life would no longer experience dramatic ups and downs, only pervasive, ordinary happiness, like planting a seed and growing a plant.

They would become a mediocre couple, no different from everyone else, growing old and dying just like everyone else.

She decided not to let her thoughts run wild. Instead of thinking about it alone, she might as well take action. He liked her anyway, so she couldn't be considered flirting with him.

She simply climbed down from the bed and tiptoed into Qin Sizhao's quilt.

She moved quickly, not worrying at all that her frankness would make her appear less reserved. She confidently believed that since he loved her, he should accept her frankness.

She is a person who is straightforward in her emotions. Not only her emotions are straightforward, but her actions are also straightforward. She is just expressing her love in a clear and sharp way. Anyway, this is her advantage. He should appreciate it and not be scared by her.

She put her arms around his neck, her whole body pressed against his, her heat steaming. Her undershirt was very thin, and their flesh was almost touching each other, neck to neck.

"A Zhao, have you recovered from the poison? Are you feeling better?"

She gritted her teeth. If he didn't respond, she would just put it more bluntly. He would have to understand even if he didn't understand.

"Rong'er, go down first..."

Qin Sizhao's voice became a little hoarse, and he moved his legs back imperceptibly.

"Qin Sizhao, why are you keeping your lower body so far away from me?"

"No... Rong'er... you go down first..."

He covered his red face.

"Let me go first, Rong'er, please, my dear sister."

"Don't you have arms? Why don't you just push me away with your hands? Instead, you keep begging me to get off by myself?"

"I don't dare."

Tao Jinrong was only wearing a thin undershirt, and he really didn't know where to push, so he could only ask her to get down quickly.

"First, tell me, why is your lower body so far away from me?"

"I don't have any herbs that can prevent pregnancy..."

He covered his face which had already turned red and said.

"Sister Rong'er, please be kind and forgive me."

Tao Jinrong was willing to let him go. She felt that she had used too much force just now, so she frowned and said:

"Turn around and show me if the back of your neck is bruised from where I strangled you."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Qin Sizhao blushed, turned around and faced her with his back, but for other reasons.

Tao Jinrong said crisply:

"It's okay, you can have a child with me, I'm willing."

If she were to give birth to a child for someone else, she would be extremely unwilling in her heart, but if she were to give birth to one for herself and raise the child together with Qin Sizhao, she would suddenly feel a little yearning for it.

"Rong'er, your current physical condition is definitely not good. You just came out of the confinement period, it's not suitable for you at this time... It's not that I don't want to, but I must consider your health first, so I have to control myself. Let's talk about it later."

Qin Sizhao said in a low voice.

He felt a hot hand touching his neck intermittently, and he quickly retracted his neck.

"Don't touch it...it's itchy...very itchy..."

"Okay, okay, I won't touch it."

She hugged the quilt, closed her eyes, and looked extremely relaxed, as if she was planning to fall asleep in his bed.

"Rong'er, you should sleep on the bed over there."

Qin Sizhao said in a weak voice.

"Why?"

She asked dissatisfiedly, hugging the quilt.

"I'm a little nervous."

This was true. Sweat was oozing out of his palms and his willpower was being constantly consumed.

"Why are you nervous?"

She reached out and took his hand.

“I…I…”

He stumbled and couldn't utter a word.

"Rong'er, you clearly know it in your heart. Stop bullying me. I have to go to the bathroom first... Let go."

Tao Jinrong covered her mouth and laughed, let go of his hand, and climbed up from the bed.

"Tsk, how boring."

She rolled her eyes and went back to her bed to sleep.

Qin Sizhao hurriedly put on his coat, took a bundle and covered it in front of his body, then staggered to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

The next day, Tao Jinrong and Qin Sizhao chatted in the car all day. Finally, they felt bored and started playing numbers with him.

"Playing is fun, but how about a little bet? There should be some punishment if you lose."

Tao Jinrong winked cunningly at Qin Sizhao.

"Rong'er, how do you want to punish me?"

"If you lose, I'll punish you by making you kiss me."

Qin Sizhao quickly became serious and started playing with Tao Jinrong quickly.

He scratched his head embarrassedly and said:

“I almost won.”

He lost three games in a row without leaving a trace.

Tao Jinrong frowned and became suspicious. She thought that he was the top scorer after all, he couldn't be so stupid. He almost won three games in a row, but lost unfortunately.

"I'm willing to accept the loss."

He kissed her gently on the cheek.

"Qin Sizhao, close your eyes."

He obediently closed his eyes, slightly opened his lips, and waited for her to come over and kiss him.

Tao Jinrong cunningly slipped his tongue between his teeth, gently circled it in his mouth, and then retracted his tongue as if he had danced a little.

“…”

Qin Sizhao blushed, covered his wet lips, stared at her blankly, unable to say a word.

She smiled helplessly and patted the side of his face.

"Why, have you lost your soul?"

"Rong'er...you...are you still going to play number matching with me?"

"A Zhao, your tongue is about to get tied."

Tao Jinrong couldn't help but laugh. According to this punishment method, he would lose to her no matter how many games he played.

His face was as red as a lantern.

"Rong'er... please stop talking about the tongue..."

"Well, let's continue playing the game."

But this time, after Qin Sizhao lost, he didn't get her kiss.

Tao Jinrong smiled slyly:

"I am a magnanimous person and will not punish you this time."

Qin Sizhao pretended to be angry and played around with her.

When they went to bed at night, Tao Jinrong stopped bullying him and just asked softly:

"We're almost there..."

"Yeah, it's almost here."

She keenly noticed that even though they were about to reach their destination, Qin Sizhao's mood became very low, as if he had a lot on his mind. She forced herself to cheer up and smile at her.