"How do you plan to pay for the repairs?" Ren Jin asked in a low, hoarse voice.
His eyes welled up with a familiar yet unsettling emotion.
"How much? I'll transfer it to you." She tried to reach for her phone, but Ren Jin held her firmly, his other hand stroking her back.
He lowered his head, his face close to hers, his hand gently stroking her back. "Can we try something else?"
He held Gu Yueji's hand and slowly kneaded it, and just that kneading made her breathing quicken. "Change what?"
"Change to this one."
As soon as he finished speaking, he passionately and domineeringly kissed her lips.
Gu Yueji was stunned as his tongue rolled over her lips, licking away the red oil from them one by one.
She didn't notice it when she was eating; his tongue, carrying the spiciness of chili oil, swept wildly across her mouth, making her constantly salivate, unable to swallow, and drooling from the corners of her mouth.
The hot and humid air entwined them, and Gu Yueji felt dizzy and short of breath. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against his chest, wanting to draw more oxygen from his lips and tongue.
Ren Jin sensed her clinging and picked her up, placing her on the stove cabinet.
Their lips parted briefly, then pressed together again like magnets.
Ren Jin released her only after he had finished kissing her. Looking at the wetness on her lips, he wiped it away with his thumb and asked with a knowing smile, "Where did you get so much water?"
Gu Yueji also felt ashamed that she was drooling while kissing him, and shyly buried her head in his chest to breathe.
Ren Jin couldn't stop laughing, and deliberately pressed his head against hers, asking, "Do you still remember what I look like?"
Gu Yueji blushed and didn't know how to answer. Saying she didn't remember seemed a bit cowardly, but saying she remembered made it seem like she had always remembered him.
Two people, soaking wet and burning hot, pressed together, were like two wooden sticks rubbing together to generate heat, the moisture almost evaporating.
Ren Jin grabbed Gu Yueji by the waist and picked her up, saying, "It's time to pay the repair fee."
**
The next day, when Gu Yueji woke up, before she could even think back, she first felt a strong arm encircle her waist, and a hot body pressed against her back.
Gu Yueji was somewhat dazed. She slowly turned around and saw Ren Jin's sleeping face.
She thought he would leave before she woke up, just like last time.
He slept so soundly this time. After it ended last night, he rushed over with her in his arms and went straight to bed. Now he was lying naked in her arms, brazenly on her bed.
With thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and high, rounded cheekbones, his features were so striking and sharp that they didn't soften even when he was asleep, giving him an unapproachable appearance.
But in bed he was quite considerate; at least he would always wait until she was satisfied before going wild.
With her like this, Gu Yueji dared not think any further.
She removed his hand, covered his private parts with a thin blanket, and got up to leave.
In the old neighborhood and old houses from the 1990s, there were shouts of people recycling old appliances downstairs, a mother yelling at her child, and various pots and pans clattering.
Ren Jin, however, slept soundly until he naturally woke up amidst the noise. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the pillow next to him was empty. He reached out and touched it from under the covers, but it was no longer warm.
But the bed had a faint fruity scent, a little sweet, just like the scent on Gu Yueji's body.
Ren Jin rubbed his face and sat up. The door to the room was closed, and he could vaguely hear noises outside. Gu Yueji was at home.
He lifted the covers and saw himself naked. After thinking for a moment, he looked around and saw his boxer shorts, which he couldn't remember taking off last night, hanging crookedly on the chair next to the bed.
I pulled on my underwear. There was a pair of slippers by the bed, the same pair that had been gathering dust by the door. They had been washed and were still damp.
He carried her into the room barefoot last night; the shoes must have been brought in by Gu Yueji this morning.
He glanced at it, then stood up in his slippers and walked barefoot out of the room.
Gu Yueji was looking at the pot of boiling water, debating whether to cook more noodles, when a figure appeared at the door.
Turning my head, I saw Ren Jin standing tall in the middle of the door, his head almost touching the top of the door frame. He was only wearing boxer briefs, barefoot, and had a strong, muscular physique with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a straight back. He was quite a sight to behold.
"There are slippers in the room." Gu Yueji thought he hadn't seen them.
Ren Jin yawned and grunted in response, offering no further explanation.
"Your clothes are on the balcony; they'll take a while to dry."
He said "Oh" again, scratching his head as if he hadn't woken up yet, acting as casually as if he were at home. "What are you cooking?"
"I've cooked noodles, do you want some?" she asked, as if she had been there for a long time.
"Yes, I want it." He said without hesitation.
Gu Yueji didn't think anything of it, nodded, grabbed a handful of noodles and put them in the pot, then thought for a moment and grabbed another handful.
With his size, it seems like a little bit isn't enough for him.
She turned around and put the noodles back in the cabinet. She saw Ren Jin leaning against the door watching her, looking at something, and felt a little uncomfortable. "There's a new toothbrush on the table. You can go wash up first."
Ren Jin nodded but didn't move, lazily leaning to one side.
He wasn't fair-skinned; because he spent all day in the sun, his body, arms, and face were divided into several patches of color. His face and arms were a deep bronze, while his body was tan. There were several bright red scratches on his shoulders and chest, from which she had scratched him.
Gu Yueji didn't dare to look too long, glancing at it before looking away.
Ren Jin watched Gu Yueji cooking noodles. Steam rose, casting a misty glow on her face. She wasn't as sallow and thin as when they first met; her face was fair and radiant, with plump, moist lips. She usually wore no makeup except for her live streams, and he thought she looked even better without it. She wore a loose, hip-length T-shirt, revealing her long, bare legs. Gu Yueji wasn't tall, barely reaching his chin, but her proportions were good; her legs were white and straight, making them appear exceptionally long. Looking up, it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra; the front was a bit pointed, and seeing her like that made him want to touch her again.
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