After Ye Qingcheng and Ji Shuli left, only Ye Zhiwei and Jiang Jianian remained in the villa.
Ye Zhiwei was used to the liveliness of the villa, but now that she was suddenly left with only Jiang Jianian, she felt uncomfortable without her cousin's nagging beside her. She could only watch TV while holding her little doll.
Unlike Ye Zhiwei's wistful expression, Jiang Jianian was in a much better mood. In his opinion, Ji Shuli's appearance was nothing but trouble, and he wanted to leave as soon as possible to avoid getting in the way.
After the meal, Jiang Jianian cut fruit for Ye Zhiwei.
When Jiang Jianian arrived, Ye Zhiwei was watching a variety show. The little rag doll sensed Jiang Jianian's arrival and meowed as it flew from Ye Zhiwei's hands toward Jiang Jianian. Jiang Jianian held the little rag doll down and put the clingy cat on the ground.
The little plush toy jumped onto the sofa again and barked at Jiang Jianian, who glanced at it expressionlessly.
The little doll, now possessing a certain intelligence, realized its owner was in a bad mood. It jumped off the sofa and disappeared in the blink of an eye, making Jiang Jianian the only person beside Ye Zhiwei.
Ye Zhiwei was engrossed in watching and hadn't yet noticed anything amiss.
Jiang Jianian started feeding Ye Zhiwei mangoes.
The mango was cut into square pieces. Logically, you could just eat it with a bamboo skewer, but he didn't want to, so he used his hands to feed Ye Zhiwei a small piece.
Then, after cleaning the fruit plate and wiping his hands again, the boy picked up the second small piece of mango.
Ye Zhiwei was completely unprepared, unaware, and oblivious. She thought Jiang Jianian was still feeding her fruit, so she gently bit down on the boy's fair fingers.
Ye Zhiwei: The taste is wrong.
Ye Zhiwei finally sensed that something was wrong and turned to look at Jiang Jianian.
Jiang Jianian directly kissed the spot where Ye Zhiwei had touched him, his expression remaining unchanged, a very faint one. However, his expression changed after their eyes met.
It took Ye Zhiwei a while to say, "I...I was watching TV."
“You can continue watching,” Jiang Jianian said calmly. “I’m just doing what I want to do.”
Jiang Jianian is the only person who can express ambiguous words in such a straightforward manner with such unchanging emotions.
Ever since that kiss in the bathroom, Jiang Jianian's desires had grown even stronger. Now that Ye Qingcheng and Ji Shuli had left, how could he not want to do something?
As he spoke, his gaze finally settled on Ye Zhiwei's lips.
He wanted to kiss her.
Ye Zhiwei felt a little hot under that gaze. She looked away and said, "My mouth is a little dry. I'd like some water. I'll get you a glass—"
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Jianian had already placed his hand on the back of her head and gently pressed it down. He stared at her and said in a hoarse voice, "My lips are wet. Do you want to feel it?"
Who asked him that?
Where did Jiang Jianian learn all this?!
Without giving Ye Zhiwei a chance to refuse, Jiang Jianian pressed down slightly, his kiss landing on Ye Zhiwei's lips. Just as Ye Zhiwei was about to dodge, he pressed her head down and deepened the kiss.
It was an almost suffocating kiss. When he realized that Ye Zhiwei did not refuse, Jiang Jianian began to demand more and more. His slender, fair fingers ran through Ye Zhiwei's thick, black hair, while his other hand stroked Ye Zhiwei's face. The kiss went from being gentle and tender at the beginning to becoming more and more rude.
Ye Zhiwei was in a daze, her head was spinning, and she wasn't very clear-headed. In the end, she somehow ended up sitting on Jiang Jianian's lap, her arms around his neck, and Jiang Jianian wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her more and more deeply.
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