His voice seemed to have a bewitching quality.
Jiang Yue stared blankly at the man in front of her. His facial features were extremely handsome, and his lips looked very tempting. Her gaze gradually moved down to the obvious Adam's apple on the man's neck, the loose collar of his shirt, and the collarbone and chest that were barely visible.
Jiang Yue swallowed, feeling a bit thirsty.
Has she been abstaining from sex for too long? That's why she was so easily seduced by Zhou Ji.
Or perhaps the champagne she drank that night was too intoxicating, and she was so bewitched that she almost nodded.
Before she knew it, Jiang Yue had already sat on his lap. Her hands were unconsciously pressed against his strong chest, and the thin clothes clearly showed the lines of his abdominal muscles.
If a soft, hot little hand accidentally touches the cold, hard belt around a man's waist, it will shiver from the cold.
She used to dislike Zhou Ji, this aloof and arrogant man. She disliked his coldness and his presumptuous warnings to her, and she was even indifferent to his face, which seemed to have been meticulously sculpted by the Creator.
From when?
Has she stopped disliking him as much?
Jiang Yue herself couldn't quite remember. It might have been because he patiently went along with her "unreasonable" behavior time and time again, or it might have been because he stayed by her bedside day and night, taking care of her without saying a word.
Countless details pried open the cracks in the hard shell.
The little hedgehog didn't even realize when she had put away her quills.
Jiang Yue's head was spinning even more. Was she carsick? Or was it because the car was too warm and the air wasn't circulating well, disrupting her thoughts?
She thought to herself, feeling a little dizzy, that it wouldn't matter if she didn't hate Zhou Ji that much now.
Zhou Ji is Zhou Ji, and Zhou Fuwei is Zhou Fuwei.
She had always treated them as two separate individuals, so there was no need to extend that hatred to them.
Within her moral and ethical framework, Zhou Ji is actually a pretty good person.
Although he has a somewhat arrogant personality, he doesn't seem to be the kind of arrogant and disliked person who looks down on everyone.
Jiang Yue's breathing grew heavier and her face grew hotter and hotter. Her fair face, with a touch of crimson on the tip of her nose, stared straight at him.
Zhou Ji let her place her hands on his waist and abdomen, and didn't even mind if her hands went a little lower.
He faced her lazily, as if letting her do whatever she wanted, and smiled seductively, continuing to tempt the honest man who was clumsy with words, "If you want to try, then try. I will not resist."
It might be due to alcohol.
It might be because I've been a vegetarian for too long.
In short…
In short, Jiang Yue pounced on him, her ears turning red. She gripped his shirt, her hands trembling slightly, and urged herself to be brave: "Shut up first."
After saying that, the girl closed her eyes and kissed the spot she had been longing for all night.
This was the first time Her Highness had taken the initiative to kiss someone. Her movements were still a bit clumsy, even awkward, and she seemed unsure of what to do.
She licked it, but didn't seem to taste anything, and looked a little blank.
Feeling lost and confused, I was also tempted to give up.
However, once you've provoked a wild beast, it won't be so easy to escape.
The partition between the front and rear seats had already been raised without her knowledge, so the driver in front couldn't see or hear what was happening behind him.
Zhou Ji stroked the back of her head, his slender fingers quietly slipping into the girl's hair. Just as she was about to back away, he forcefully pressed her down.
He lowered his head and easily parted her lips, kissing her deeply as if he wanted to reach her throat. His burning lips and tongue, her breath taken away, it was a scorching kiss that almost swallowed her whole.
The woman in his arms was panting heavily.
My limbs seemed to gradually lose their strength.
She nestled limply in his arms.
The man's other hand casually pressed against her slender, soft waist. Through the thin fabric, the temperature of his fingertips almost burned her skin.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yue finally caught her breath. Her moist lips looked a little swollen, and her round eyes seemed to be filled with clear, moist tears. She was a little frightened by his aggressive approach. She frowned and complained, "My tongue hurts."
Zhou Ji reached out and gently placed his hand on her slender neck.
The man wasn't satisfied. He smiled and asked, "Did you taste what it was like?"
Jiang Yue became stammering again, unable to give a coherent answer.
She rolled down the car window, letting the cool breeze from outside blow away the inexplicable heat.
After blowing air for a short while, the car windows were closed again.
But Jiang Yue's face was still burning. She turned to look at Zhou Ji and said, "I'm hot."
Zhou Ji raised his hand and pretended to check her temperature: "It's a little hot." After a slight pause, the man continued in a calm voice: "Then you definitely can't open the window and let the wind in."
Jiang Yue gently brushed his hand away, still not understanding her own burning emotions, and didn't really want to respond to him anymore.
She knew that what she was doing was not normal; she had never done this before.
Upon careful recollection, it seems that it's not unheard of.
However, at that time, that slight change in emotion was not enough to attract her attention.
Jiang Yue tried to shake off the jumbled thoughts in her mind. She couldn't possibly have been seduced by Zhou Ji's handsome charm. Maybe... maybe it was because she had been in too much contact with Zhou Ji lately.
It started to look pleasing to the eye after a while.
Things that are pleasing to the eye can easily lead to accidents.
Until the car stopped in front of the Qin family's house, Jiang Yue kept a sullen face and didn't say another word to Zhou Ji. She was also absent-minded when she got out of the car and almost tripped.
Zhou Ji helped her up, holding her arm tightly, and stared at her thoughtfully for a moment. "Were you confused from the kiss just now?"
Jiang Yue was now completely sober. She had been planning to forget what had happened in the car, but the sudden mention of it made her heart start pounding again.
She pulled her wrist away and now refused to admit it: "I never kissed you."
Zhou Ji: "?"
Jiang Yue looked down at her toes: "Thank you for bringing me back. Goodnight."
Zhou Ji watched her like a little turtle cautiously peeking out of its shell, only to retreat back into its hard shell before she could do anything.
Zhou Ji stood in front of her, his long shadow almost blocking out the light in front of her. He lifted her chin, not giving her a chance to dodge: "What are you panicking about?"
Jiang Yue looked away, refusing to even meet his gaze.
Laughter gently fell from above.
"Being so guilty isn't like you."
As the evening breeze blew, her bright red ears couldn't be hidden. After a brief silence, she stubbornly said, "Who's guilty? I'm not."
Zhou Ji released his thumb, but grabbed her wrist again as she fled. He slowly tidied her wind-blown hair, his face appearing cold and aloof in the quiet moonlight. After a few moments of silence, the man calmly said, "Wanting to kiss me isn't something I'd do wrong."
"Your Highness—"
"I will give you anything you want."
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