Her voice trembled, filled with endless anxiety and fear, as if the whole world was about to collapse. The power in her hand was so great that Cheng Jiawen could feel the pain even through the clothes. This scene made Cheng Jiawen's heart ache, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
He hugged her tightly, as if wanting to merge her into his body, giving her the greatest comfort and sense of security. His fingers gently stroked her head over and over again, as carefully as if treating the most precious treasure.
"No, no, how could I not want you? I was just joking with you." Cheng Jiawen said gently, his tone full of firmness and sincerity. He hoped that through his words and actions, he could eliminate her inner fear and anxiety.
"Wow, I'm so scared. You left me here alone and ignored me..." Xu Qianjiao was crying so hard that she could hardly breathe, but she still hugged him tightly and refused to let go.
"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you here alone. I'm sorry, can you forgive me?" Cheng Jiawen hugged her, reached out to stroke her face, lowered his head and kissed away her tears. "Dear, it's all my fault, it's all my fault. Don't cry, okay..."
The more he coaxed her, the harder Xu Qianjiao cried. In the end, she cried until she had no more strength left and collapsed into his arms. Cheng Jiawen picked her up and walked to the bicycle. "Dear, don't cry. Let's go home. I'll make you something delicious, okay?"
At this time, Xu Qianjiao's mood had calmed down. She lowered her head a little embarrassedly and did not speak, but struggled to stand up.
Seeing that her mood had calmed down a bit, Cheng Jiawen quickly took her hand and explained, "Jiaojiao, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been like this today. I shouldn't have left you. I thought you were following me. I...I'm sorry. It's my fault."
He took Xu Qianjiao's hand and said, "Don't be angry, okay? If you don't feel relieved, then hit me until you feel relieved, okay?" After saying that, he directly pulled Xu Qianjiao's hand and hit himself in the face.
"Pa~" Xu Qianjiao was not paying attention for a moment, and he pulled her hand and hit her on the face. She quickly pulled her hand back, touched his face, and said with heartache: "What are you doing? Does it hurt?"
Cheng Jiawen grabbed her hand and rubbed it against his face. "I'm sorry, Jiaojiao. It's all my fault today. Please forgive me."
Xu Qianjiao raised her head and looked into his eyes. From his eyes, she saw her full self. She pursed her lips. The anger in her heart had long disappeared, but she still said proudly: "Huh, it's not that easy for me to forgive you."
Hearing her tone, Cheng Jiawen breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped forward, put one arm around her, and held her face with the other. "Then, my dear wife, what do you want in exchange for my forgiveness?"
Xu Qianjiao pouted and turned her head away, "Humph, think for yourself."
A faint smile appeared on his face. He used his hands to support her face and turned it towards him. He slowly lowered his head and moved in front of her, "Good girl..."
After saying that, he couldn't help it anymore, his Adam's apple rolled, and slowly pressed against those red lips.
This time, his kiss was very gentle and lingering. Gradually, his hand fell on the back of her head and began to slowly deepen the kiss.
Xu Qianjiao grasped his clothes tightly with both hands and tilted her head back to endure his gentle yet domineering kiss.
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Qianjiao raised her head back, slightly away from his lips, and said breathlessly, "No, no."
"Be good, kiss me for a while longer." After saying that, Cheng Jiawen chased after her again and kissed her red lips that made him dream.
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It was late at night and the village road was quiet as the two of them rode their bicycles home.
Finally, they arrived home. They parked their bikes and walked into the warm house, a wave of warmth hitting them. They unloaded their burdens and exhaled a long, white breath, as if expelling the cold outside.
Father Xu came out of the kitchen carrying the dishes. Seeing Xu Qianjiao's red eyes, he was about to ask what happened when Mother Xu grabbed his hand and said, "Jiawen and Jiaojiao are back. Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
"Okay, let's go back to the room and change clothes." Cheng Jiawen said with a smile, then took Xu Qianjiao's hand and went back to the room.
Back in the room, Xu Qianjiao covered her face with regret and asked embarrassedly: "Are my eyes red? Woohoo, so embarrassing, what should I do? I...I still won't go out to eat."
I don't know what happened tonight. My emotions suddenly fluctuated so much. I wouldn't be like this normally. In the past, when she was in modern times, she was troubled by her stepmother and didn't cry when her father wronged her. She was able to calmly find evidence to prove herself.
What's wrong with me now? I cry at the slightest thing. When did I become so fragile? Is it because I've been spoiled too much that I become fragile and sensitive?
Cheng Jiawen reached out and touched her head, gently comforting her: "No, just a little bit, I'll get some water for you to wash your face, you can't skip meals, if you don't go out to eat, won't your parents be even more worried?"
Xu Qianjiao pouted awkwardly, "That seems to be the case. Okay, let's go out for dinner. But don't tell them I cried later."
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you." Cheng Jiawen looked at her lovingly, as if he would agree to whatever she said.
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At the dinner table, Xu Qianjiao kept her head down, worried that Xu's father and mother would ask her what was wrong, but fortunately, Xu's father and mother never asked her.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to start eating properly.
She picked up a piece of fish and was about to put it in her mouth when a strong fishy smell hit her nose. Her stomach immediately began to churn, as if an invisible hand was stirring it. She frowned and tried to hold her breath, but the smell followed her like a shadow, lingering at the tip of her nose.
Suddenly, she felt nauseous, a sour feeling rose in her throat, her face turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She quickly put down her chopsticks, put on her shoes, and rushed to the yard.
“Ugh~”
Seeing this, Cheng Jiawen rushed out and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Xu Qianjiao waved her hands and was about to answer him that she was fine, but the fishy smell came to her again. She couldn't help it, pushed Cheng Jiawen away, and continued to retch in the yard.
“Ugh~”
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