Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Who taught her to change her breath?
Skin thirst syndrome, as the name suggests, is a desire for skin-to-skin contact. Skin-to-skin contact is the medicine that can cure the patient's disease.
No matter how bold Xing Kui was in approaching Zhou Jing, she didn't really have dermatitis after all. She didn't show any signs of being saved after taking the medicine, which aroused Zhou Jing's suspicion.
no!
"Do you doubt me?" Xing Kui raised her head and asked back, trying to make up for it. Jiang Yuming had told her that Zhou Jing might not really think that she had dermatitis, but was just testing her first. She couldn't let it be exposed in one day.
"Of course I won't be satisfied. I just kissed your chin. I want more than just your chin! I want to kiss your mouth, your neck, and even below your neck!"
Xing Kui's eyes were wet with fear, which made her look a little aggrieved. The more she spoke, the more scared she became, the more she wanted to cry, and the more aggrieved she looked.
"You doubt me, but I didn't kiss you the way I wanted. What satisfaction do I have? Every cell in my body is clamoring to wrap you up in this bed! I'm sick, and I'm afraid you'll think I'm sick, so I don't dare. I can only kiss your chin."
I can’t say any more. If I continue, my brain will collapse and I’ll start talking nonsense. Just cry.
"Don't cry." Zhou Jing listened to her harsh words and stared at her in a daze for a moment, his thin hand supporting his forehead. "I didn't know you felt that way."
Xing Kui glared at him, her eyes watery: "What do you know?"
She was a shining good person. Zhou Jing was wary of her, but he also subconsciously trusted her and put down his hand: "I can't give you what you want. At most, I agree to skin contact. The kiss just now was already out of line."
Xing Kui: "Okay, I'll call Jiang Yuming right away."
One hand pressed down on her wrist as she was about to pull the phone out, stopping her from doing so. Zhou Jing's eyes were rather helpless: "You can't threaten me with Jiang Yuming. Besides, even if Jiang Yuming cooperates with you temporarily, he won't be willing to touch me any further."
Who said that? Jiang Yuming is very happy about it.
"So what do you want? You promised to treat my illness but you only treated the surface. There's no one like you, Lawyer Zhou. What's the difference between this and asking me to drink poison to quench my thirst? Do you want me to hold the quilt and feed myself?" That's it, I'm talking nonsense.
"What?"
"I say, this quilt is you who has covered yourself with it, and you don't let me kiss it, but you say you want to help me cure my illness. Do you want me to hold this quilt that smells like you and feed myself?" It's over, it's over. My brain can't control my mouth.
The fingers that were still controlling her wrist moved, and a barely visible crack appeared on Zhou Jing's calm face. His expression became complicated. She felt what he was about to say. Xing Kui wanted to listen attentively, but she was a little out of control and couldn't concentrate.
"With your big and small courage, are you going to cry and do it at the same time?"
She didn't hear what he said clearly, but she didn't care. She couldn't let the truth get out of her mouth. Xing Kui moved forward and held Zhou Jing's hand. "Lawyer Zhou, I beg you, please treat my illness thoroughly."
The black eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses stared at her, and his beautiful lips opened and closed, as if uttering a helpless sigh: "No kissing below the neck."
"No kiss... eh? Okay, okay." Xing Kui blinked, "Then I want a kiss, and I want it now." Great, I should have been fooled, and Zhou Jing should be angry and leave.
"good."
Good? What's good about that?! She didn't really want to kiss him! Xing Kui was terrified, her eyes moist and timid. She let go of Zhou Jing's hand and retreated backward, her back against the cold, hard headboard.
"Xing Kui, you can't be timid if you want to cure the disease." Zhou Jing stood up and moved to sit closer to her. It was hard to tell whether his eyes were clear and gentle or hidden and testing. He probably couldn't understand her and wanted to open her up to see the truth. He put his warm palm on her face and wiped away a tear with his fingertips. "I will try. If you can't accept it, I will stop."
Who did he say couldn't accept it? Was he talking about himself, or both of them?
Zhou Jing lowered his face, revealing the temperament of a noble gentleman, and slowly shortened the distance between them, so slowly that Xing Kui could trace the shape of his lips in her eyes. They were thin, but thicker than Li Chengchuan's, not as thick as Jiang Yuming's, but also eye-catching.
Too slow. Zhou Jing definitely had no intention of kissing her. He was waiting for her to hide away. His eyelashes were so beautiful behind the lenses, each one distinct. Xing Kui instinctively slowed down her breathing as he approached.
But people always have to breathe in and out, and there is a gap between their lips. She couldn't help but take a breath, and the air brushed across the gap between their lips. As she exhaled, the air broke as it merged in the gap.
Their lips touched, Zhou Jing's eyelashes trembled and he wanted to step back.
After sticking it on, Xing Kui was shocked for a moment, then hooked her arms around Zhou Jing's neck to stop him from retreating. Acting like a qualified patient with dermatitis, she closed her eyes tightly and kissed him boldly.
The cold and soft lips were like reckless cotton, pressing rashly against Zhou Jing's lips. As Zhou Jing commented, she was bold and timid. She kissed without daring to stick out her tongue, and her eyelashes were trembling with crystal water droplets.
I was so scared, so scared, so scared. Fortunately, it was just a kiss. She doesn’t know how to kiss anything else. She only learned how to kiss recently!
The taste of milk repeatedly stained her lips. She tried hard to imagine what the symptoms of dermatitis cravings would be like. She treated Zhou Jing's mouth as if it were delicious, sucking and biting it, completely unaware of how much torture this was to Zhou Jing.
The scent lingered on his lips, neither entering nor leaving. A strange feeling, something Zhou Jing had never experienced before, lingered on his lips, neither entering nor leaving, like an electric knife made of cotton, grinding his mind, one cut, two cuts, three cuts.
After sucking again, Zhou Jing's breathing quickened. Finally, he couldn't help it. He held Xing Kui's face with his two strong hands and pried open her teeth in an instant.
"Xing Kui, what do you mean by treating the disease thoroughly? Don't waste my time."
Xing Kui was shocked. Her tightly closed eyes opened in fear, and then she quickly closed them again. To hide or not, that was the question. It seemed that she could not hide. She adjusted her rhythm and took a breath to avoid losing her breath.
Who taught her to change her breath? Li Chengchuan?
The kiss became heavier, and Xing Kui could hardly make any sound. The wet and soft stirring tongue occupied her mouth. Zhou Jing's panting could be heard in her ears, and the root of her tongue was slightly painful.
Her thighs trembled slightly, and Xing Kui shrank back limply. A hot hand clamped her waist, preventing her from escaping halfway. His thumb pressed into the hollow of her waist, and the kiss became more intense.
The sweet saliva rolled in her throat as she swallowed it. Xing Kui moved her hands randomly, and tears came out of the corners of her eyes. Although it was the goodnight kiss she wanted, this kiss lasted longer than she expected and was so intense. Fortunately, Zhou Jing's house was very soundproof, so even if the bed creaked between them, Li Chengchuan next door could not hear it.
Dongdong, someone knocked on the door: "Xing Kui, are you asleep?"
Xing Kui's back was instantly covered in sweat, and Zhou Jing also retreated, staring at her with red eyes. He stretched out his thumb and rubbed her lips, wiping away the moisture on her lips, then turned and walked into the closet.
"It's almost time to go to bed, what are you doing?" Xing Kui wiped her mouth twice, picked up the milk that she had only drunk a few sips of from the bedside table, and held it in her hands. She felt as if she had opened a Pandora's box that should not be touched.
Li Chengchuan walked into the room, his eyes changing immediately: "Why is your mouth so red?"
Xing Kui drank the milk strategically: "It's too hot. The one you sent me didn't taste good. I went to heat up another cup myself and got burned."
"Not tasty? You can just tell me straight away." Li Chengchuan picked up the glass of milk he had brought, without any suspicion, his dark pupils fixed on Xing Kui, "I think I need to remind you again. You'll be staying at Zhou Jing's house these days, so be careful and cautious. Keep your distance from him. He looks gentle, but he's dangerous. If you provoke him, you never know when he'll turn on you."
Xing Kui agreed with this and nodded heavily, "But Li Chengchuan, did you know that people heard you saying bad things about your brother?"
The wardrobe was mottled with light and shadow. Zhou Jing, who was staring at them through the gap, pushed his glasses up with a single finger. The eyes behind the lenses were frighteningly calm.
The number of people in the room returned to two. Zhou Jing walked out of the closet, stared at the door closed by Li Chengchuan, turned around, walked to Xing Kui, and lifted her head condescendingly.
"How sincere was your nod just now?"
"..." Very much? It's not like she said anything bad about you! Even if she agrees, she will be punished too?
"Because of you, we brothers have become estranged. That's not good."
Xing Kui looked at him innocently. He didn't seem angry at overhearing Li Chengchuan asking her to be wary of him. He just took off his glasses calmly and said, "Come here. We have to cure your illness as soon as possible."
The next morning, Li Chengchuan no longer had an excuse to stay at Zhou Jing's house and had to leave: "Xing Kui hasn't woken up yet?"
"Yeah." Zhou Jing stood at the door, "She was exhausted yesterday."
"Yeah, running back and forth." Li Chengchuan stepped out the door in black leather shoes, not suspecting anything. "I'll move in soon. If she annoys you in any way these days, don't take it personally. She's sick. She's a patient."
Zhou Jing nodded gently, his eyes as calm as water: "I understand, she is sick, a patient."
The door closed. Zhou Jing stood with his back against the door for a while, raised his wrist to look at the gold-gray watch on his wrist, and walked towards Xing Kui's room opposite the study.
The door opened, and the person hiding in the quilt shuddered, revealing his face with a shrunken expression. His lips were visibly red and swollen. Even the dumbest person could guess how fierce the kiss was last night.
"Aren't you going to wash up yet?" Zhou Jing pulled her out of the warm blanket. Xing Kui shivered a little from the cold, and a coat was thrown over her. "Go brush your teeth. It's almost time for me to go to work. I still have time to give you a good morning kiss before then."
Xing Kui's legs softened as she stepped out of bed. She locked the bathroom door immediately. "No good morning kiss! No good night kiss either!" She pulled out her phone. Damn Jiang Yuming for that awful idea. He only said Zhou Jing wouldn't mind her scar, but he didn't say he kissed that hard!
She was so dizzy last night that she didn't reply to any of Jiang Yuming's messages or answer his calls. Ask her about her results, but go ahead, Zhou Jing almost kissed her unconscious.
She wanted to scold Jiang Yuming, she must scold Jiang Yuming.
"Five minutes." A voice came from outside the door.
What five minutes? Zhou Jing asked her to wash up in five minutes! "No, I need ten minutes." Xing Kui shouted to the door, turned on the faucet and hurriedly washed her face. She took the mint toothpaste from the sink and paused.
Why was she nervous? Jiang Yuming had said that Zhou Jing was extremely punctual and would leave if he was overdue. Xing Kui raised her eyebrows, slowed down her brushing speed, and carefully brushed every corner of her mouth.
About a quarter of an hour later, thinking Zhou Jing was about to go to work, Xing Kui leisurely opened the door: "Uh... hehe..."
Zhou Jing stood outside the door, his clothes neatly arranged. He took a step forward as she smiled awkwardly, and leaned over to kiss her.
Mom! Why did she lie and say she had skin hunger? As soon as Zhou Jing left, Xing Kui quickly shrank to the corner of the bed and called Jiang Yuming: "Jiang Yuming!"
"So energetic?" Jiang Yuming was washing his hands at Huide Hospital. The moment he heard Xing Kui's voice, his lips curled up. "It really makes me sad. I couldn't sleep without your bed last night."
"Then were you even more sad when you heard that I moved into Zhou Jing's house? Stop talking nonsense."
Jiang Yuming paused in washing his hands, then raised his hand to shake off the water. This simple action was performed with such grace and brilliance: "We've achieved quite a lot, Xing Kui. Tell me what happened. Why is Zhou Jing so mean?"
There was nothing mean about it, it was just that he was a little too strong. Xing Kui touched her swollen lips. Her intuition told her that Jiang Yuming, who could easily call his brothers mean behind their backs, was more dangerous. She swallowed what she wanted to say and said, "Nothing happened. He couldn't stand my house being too shabby, so he asked me to stay temporarily until he found a new place."
"Anything else?"
"Also..." Xing Kui pursed her lips, "There's no elevator at home, so I asked him to carry me upstairs."
"What else?"
"That's all." Xing Kui crawled into bed and tucked in the quilt. "I'll make up whatever you want to hear."
Jiang Yuming chuckled softly, a short but heart-wrenching laugh. "You can get closer to Zhou Jing. He recently had a physical examination and is in very good health. Also, be careful when you talk to me. Zhou Jing is a lawyer, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere in his house."
"Ah?" Xing Kui sat up straight.
Jiang Yuming wiped his hands and said, "He wouldn't pretend in your bedroom. Let's leave it at that for now. I have an operation."
After the call ended, Xing Kui looked at the upper left corner of the room, then the upper right corner, then limped to the bathroom and stared at the heater for a long time.
It's not that perverted. There are no surveillance cameras in the bedroom and bathroom. But it's still quite strange. Why do Li Chengchuan and his brother have medical examination reports? The day her savior Xu Ye saved her, he also went to the hospital for a medical examination. Oh, right! Hat!
She had forgotten about it! She wanted to return the Xu Ye hat, and a few days ago she asked Jiang Yuming to take a photo of it and post it online to find a similar model.
Xing Kui clicked on the Little Red Potato, and the "99+" message bar was so bright red that it made her stunned.
After browsing the comment section for a while, I found out that it was the picture of Jiang Yuming holding a hat that attracted the first group of people. Since she roughly described the story of Xu Ye saving her when she posted the post, some of these people believed it, some accused her of fabrication, and some accused her of using any means to create an account. The high interaction rate brought by the quarrel promoted the flow of traffic, making her post explode.
At that time, the incident involving the nurse at Huide Hospital was in the news. Someone dug it up and asked her if she was involved. This was one of the reasons why the post went viral.
Xing Kui covered her eyes and scanned the comments section, avoiding the baseless insults, searching through her fingers for what she wanted to see. Someone said, "He recognizes this hat."
[Master bag, master bag, look at me! This hat looks very similar to the merchandise my previous company designed for Jin Nuoyan, but the samples were rejected by Jin Nuoyan after they were sent to her.]
[I asked a former colleague, "Look under the hat's adjustment buckle. Is there a string of small cakes spelling out "G·PROMISE"? If so, this is the sample!"]
[It's no wonder I can't find the original bag. If it's a sample, there's only one of its kind in the world.]
Xing Kui turned over the hat and found a layer of texture under the adjustment buckle, but the cake pattern and the spelling were too fancy to tell whether it was "G·PROMISE". No wonder Jin Nuoyan rejected this design.
"G Promise," also known as "G·Promise," is a super-famous global food chain specializing in baked goods, with over a thousand offline cake shops. Could she contact the CEO of G·Promise and have him make her an identical hat? Just kidding!
As the saying goes, when it's time to give up, give up. Xing Kui decisively contacted Xu Ye on WeChat: [Hello, excuse me. I'm the wheelchair-bound patient you saved at Huide Hospital. Do you remember the hat you borrowed from me that day? It was a coffee-colored cap with a row of embroidered little cakes. I promised to return it to you with a new one, but I can't find the same one. Do you mind if I exchange it for something else? Thank you for reading, and thank you again for saving my life.]
A gentle breeze blew, and on the crimson running track of the university campus, nimble legs shot out like cheetahs. Ten seconds later, the wheat-skinned male college student stopped at the 100-meter mark and grabbed a towel from the bench.
"Brother Xu, your phone just lit up."
Xu Ye's brows knitted together in a fierce frown. With a hand far stronger than any human could muster, he snatched up his phone. His dark brown eyes gleamed fiercely, and the others fell silent. They were all members of the track and field club, and they knew full well that Xu Ye hated being interrupted during training. He hoped the person who sent the message would be lucky and not send such rubbish. "Holy crap!" Why was Xu Ye blushing?
"Hey." Xu Ye looked over. His extremely tall stature made it seem like he was looking down on everyone. "You, you have a girlfriend, right? How do you usually reply to your girlfriend's messages?"
"What?" The boy who was called was shocked.
"Want me to say it again?"
"No, no, how could that be? I heard you clearly. Brother Xu, listen to me. I have a universal reply. No matter what your girlfriend says, you just reply 'Baby, okay, okay, I love you'."
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