Chapter 14: Warmth

"Yes, we succeeded! We succeeded!" Qiao Yu wanted to hug Jiang Zhan excitedly, but Jiang Zhan grabbed his arm.

Jiang Zhan looked at the wound on Qiao Yu's palm. The wound was very deep and was still bleeding. "Go to the hospital."

Before Qiao Yu could react, Jiang Zhan picked her up and carried her sideways. As he was about to walk out of the bedroom, Qiao Yu quickly shouted, "No, no, I have a bandage. Just bandage it!"

Qiao Yu took out bandages and medicine from the space, and while watching Jiang Zhan bandage her, she explained the origins and uses of the two spaces, Yushu and Yuhuan. She also enthusiastically took out some snacks from the Yushu space and asked Jiang Zhan to put them in his space to practice.

Jiang Zhan naturally would not refuse Qiao Yu's request, so the two of them played for a long time, one taking and the other collecting. Qiao Yu was suddenly surprised to find that the two spaces could actually communicate with each other.

Except for the jade fruit, which must be picked by Qiao Yu and sent to his space, the reserve materials in other spaces can be transferred or taken from the other space through physical contact.

"That's great. It will be much easier for us to collect and transfer supplies in the future." Qiao Yu held Jiang Zhan's hand, his eyes full of joy.

Jiang Zhan stroked her hair, lowered his head and gently kissed the palm of her hand, "Don't hurt yourself again in the future, it will hurt me."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yu looked up and met his eyes full of heartache. She felt her nose sore and tears began to flow down again.

She was a little angry.

Her Ah Zhan's heart and eyes were filled with her, but how could she be so blind! She only realized it so late...

Seeing Qiao Yu start to cry again, Jiang Zhan thought he had hurt her. He wiped her tears while holding her hand and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Qiao Yu looked at his gentle and coaxing appearance, as if she was back to the moment before their death in her previous life.

At that time, he was just like now, wiping away her tears and telling her not to be afraid...

Qiao Yu's tears fell harder and harder. Jiang Zhan was about to continue coaxing her, but suddenly his lips were blocked by something soft.

Jiang Zhan was stunned for two seconds. By the time he realized what Qiao Yu was doing, that soft touch had already begun to fade away.

But how could Jiang Zhan let it go?

He chased after her, put his arm around Qiao Yu's waist, and pressed her tighter against him.

He kissed her almost devoutly, slowly extending his tongue to trace her lips. Jiang Zhan closed his eyes, as if cut off from the rest of the world, all his senses focused on her lips. She was fragrant and sweet, so delicious that he couldn't help but want more. He licked slowly and restrainedly, then extended his tongue to tentatively touch her teeth, patiently waiting for the gate to open.

Qiao Yu was bewildered by his gentleness, and uttered a dazed moan. His scorching tongue found its opening, quickly prying aside the obstacles and advancing straight into her fragrance. Finally, he accurately found her small tongue, and he caught it and teased it repeatedly, forcing it to play with him. Qiao Yu was kissed so hard that she almost collapsed in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Yu felt her tongue become numb and sore. She hummed twice in dissatisfaction, wanting him to let her go. Unexpectedly, this only triggered a new wave of more intense attacks from him.

The tyrannical instinct roared within him, driving him to suck her tongue and nibble on her lips with increasing frenzy. He reached out and firmly grasped the back of her neck, leaving her no chance to retreat. His other hand, resting on her waist, slowly moved down, finally slipping tentatively under the hem of her clothes and gently caressing her smooth back. Qiao Yu was a little ticklish, and she whimpered sensitively, but she didn't resist.

It was not until Qiao Yu's face turned red due to lack of oxygen and she felt she was about to faint that Jiang Zhan finally let her go slowly.

Once released, Qiao Yu didn't care about being shy. She leaned weakly in Jiang Zhan's arms and gasped for breath. She really thought she was going to be suffocated to death.

The heat in his lower abdomen burned Jiang Zhan's brain, but his mind told him that he couldn't do it yet. So before losing control, he forced himself to leave those addictive cherry lips and that delicate, smooth skin.

Jiang Zhan's breathing was a little heavy, but he was amused by her panting. He pecked her cheek soothingly and teased with a smile: "Remember to breathe more in the future. Just practice more and you'll be fine."

Qiao Yu was so embarrassed that she dared not say a word. She curled up in his arms like a little quail, not moving at all.

Jiang Zhan held her tightly in his arms, but his lower body quietly moved away a little. After waiting for a long time, he leaned close to her ear and slowly asked, "Ayu...is our engagement...now final?"

Qiao Yu's face, which had finally recovered, turned red again in an instant.

The two people in the room didn't speak for a while. Jiang Zhan waited for a long time but didn't get Qiao Yu's answer. His heart, which had been excited just now, began to sink silently again.

Just when Jiang Zhan thought he wouldn't get an answer, he heard the girl in his arms say "hmm" softly.

Jiang Zhan couldn't believe his ears.

How does it feel to finally get what you’ve longed for for years?

Jiang Zhan couldn't describe it, he only knew that this was the happiest moment in his twenty-four years.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go.

The huge force made Qiao Yu almost unable to breathe, and he protested softly: "It hurts..."

Jiang Zhan suddenly woke up, immediately loosened his arms, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry...Ayu, I lost my composure..."

Qiao Yu shook her head and just as she raised her head to look at his face, he lowered his head and captured her lips again. Then came another deep kiss that almost suffocated her.

When Jiang Zhan finally showed mercy and let her go, Qiao Yu immediately covered her mouth and said pitifully, "Don't kiss me, it's swollen..."

Jiang Zhan smiled when he heard that, and kissed the back of her hand, his eyes full of love, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Qiao Yu did feel a little hungry, so he nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to get up, Jiang Zhan stopped him.

Jiang Zhan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "No need to get up, I'll have someone bring it up."

So Qiao Yu sat back down obediently, watching Jiang Zhan pick up the phone in the room and give an order. Sure enough, a maid soon brought up the food.

The exquisite dishes were all her favorites, and they even provided a small table for her to eat in bed.

Qiao Yu looked up at him, "When did you prepare this?"

Jiang Zhan smiled, "When you sleep."

When sleeping? Qiao Yu widened his eyes, "If I keep sleeping, won't all this be wasted?"

Jiang Zhan didn't answer, but just touched her head and said, "Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Qiao Yu was a person who loved to eat, and later he experienced the hunger of the end of the world, so now he has an almost paranoid greed for food. He didn't hesitate and started eating.

Jiang Zhan sat beside her, watching her eat quickly yet gracefully, a look of obsessive greed welling up in his eyes. Today was the happiest and most melancholy day of his twenty-four years. He was happy because before he could even make a move, his girl had come to him, hugged him, leaned on him, and even kissed him. He was melancholy because everything he had gained was due to the influence of his past life; he didn't even understand what had happened.

Qiao Yu had told him everything today, except for what happened between them. Her fear and despair over that memory were too obvious, yet why did she display such deep dependence on him? What had happened between them in their past life...