Chapter 159 I will never let go!
At this moment, there was not a trace of pain in Shen Han's eyes.
This is clearly a blatant provocation.
He almost fell for Fu Jinxing's trick!
Fu Jinxing knows how to use the self-inflicted injury tactic, and so does he!
Fu Jinxing's eyes darkened instantly as he watched Shen Han's superb "performance" and the hand tightly holding Qiao Xi's waist, like the sea before a storm.
He had never expected that this man would be so cunning and adaptable, far more difficult to deal with than he had anticipated.
"Xi Xi..." Fu Jinxing was about to say something...
"Xixi..." Shen Han spoke first, his voice even weaker and more pitiful. He held Qiao Xi's hand and slowly moved it across his firm abdomen. "Here... and here... it hurts..."
To make it more realistic, he even controlled his breathing to a barely audible level.
“Then I’ll help you back to rest for a bit and see how you are.” Josie’s gaze swept across his face.
“Okay…” Shen Han nodded weakly, leaning half of his body on Qiao Xi, and walked unsteadily towards his room with Qiao Xi’s help.
Just before leaving, he turned back casually and gave Fu Jinxing, who had a cold face, a smile.
"Brother Jinxing, I'll take Chen Han back to his room first. You should get some rest."
Before Fu Jinxing could even reply, Qiao Xi hurriedly helped him leave.
Fu Jinxing stood there, watching the two figures leave side by side, his eyes dark and unreadable.
He slowly raised his hand and touched his still burning, stinging cheek, a cold smile curving his lips.
Back in Shen Han's room, Qiao Xi helped him sit down on the bed.
Shen Han continued her professional performance, clutching her stomach and scrunching her face.
"Still not better?"
"Um……"
It's done so quickly, Xixi will definitely suspect him.
Josie turned around and poured him a glass of warm water, then sat back down next to him, reached out, and gently massaged his abdomen through his clothes.
Her warm palms pressed against his skin through the thin fabric of his clothes, her fingertips occasionally tracing the grooves of his muscles.
Shen Han originally only intended to put on an act, but with that gentle yet suggestive massage, the flames within him were easily ignited.
He subconsciously raised his hand and grasped her slender little hand, guiding it to feel the contours of his abdominal muscles.
His breathing became heavy and rapid uncontrollably, his eyes gradually became filled with intense desire, and a certain part of his body honestly reacted.
As Josie felt the warm, taut touch beneath her hand, and then looked at Shen Han's "painful" expression, she suddenly understood.
A hint of helplessness and amusement flashed in her eyes, but she didn't immediately expose him.
She raised an eyebrow slightly, a sly smile playing on her lips. Her hands didn't stop moving, but her voice carried a hint of mockery: "How about this? Still hurts?"
Shen Han's heart was racing from her caresses, and with his desire already aroused, he could only nod stiffly, his voice hoarse: "Mmm... still a little..."
Josie's smile deepened, but her hand movements suddenly became provocative, her fingertips flickering with a hint of fire as she teased his sensitive areas.
Shen Han let out a muffled groan, his body tensing instantly, his eyes burning so intensely they seemed to engulf her.
“Xixi…” His voice was full of longing.
Just as Shen Han was preparing to "recover," Qiao Xi suddenly withdrew her hand.
The speed of the movement caught him off guard.
“No,” Josie stood up, firmly pressed him back onto the bed, and even tucked the blanket around him. “You’re not feeling well, you need to rest. Now is not the time to fool around.” Her tone was resolute, and full of “concern.”
Shen Han: ...
His burning desire was forced back, stuck there in limbo, so uncomfortable that he almost suffered internal injuries.
He could only watch helplessly as Josie sat on the chair by the bed, watching him with a leisurely air and a mischievous smile in her eyes.
Shen Han felt aggrieved, but he could only grit his teeth and continue to lie weakly.
After finally managing to suppress his lust somewhat, Josie, who had been silently watching him, suddenly spoke.
Her voice was soft, yet like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, it instantly shattered the delicate atmosphere in the room.
“Chen Han,” Qiao Xi’s gaze fell calmly on his face, with a clear understanding of everything, “Fu Jinxing… he was my childhood sweetheart and first love.”
Shen Han froze, his body, which had just been burning hot, instantly turned ice-cold!
All pretense and desire vanished under those words, leaving only immense panic gripping the heart.
He almost held his breath, staring intently at Josie's lips, afraid that he would hear something even more unbearable the next moment.
Josie paused, looking at his suddenly pale face and the undisguised resistance in his eyes, and continued, "I liked him... and maybe even now, some feelings still remain."
Shen Han felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart tightly, causing him so much pain that he almost suffocated.
“But,” Josie’s tone shifted abruptly, becoming incredibly calm and detached, carrying a resolute severance of the past, “there are too many things between him and me. Those things are like an insurmountable chasm. I will never stop for anyone, Chen Han…”
Her gaze was sharp, fixed on him as if trying to pierce his soul:
"Including you."
Her words sent Chen Han on a rollercoaster ride, up and down, before finally plunging him into an icy abyss.
He thought that after last night, he had a powerful rival vying with him for Xixi.
But in her heart, Fu Jinxing was just like him, merely a passerby on her path forward.
A tremendous sense of loss welled up in my chest.
He was unwilling to be just a passerby in her life; even in this apocalyptic world, he wanted to hold her hand and walk to the end.
The next second, Shen Han sprang up from the bed and stretched out his arms to hug Qiao Xi tightly.
The force was so great that it seemed to want to knead her into his very bones.
His voice was resolute, filled with a desperate determination: "Xixi, you don't need to stop. Keep going! Let me catch up with you. No matter how difficult, no matter how far, I will catch up with you!"
His voice echoed in the empty room.
Josie was a little breathless from his embrace, but she could clearly feel the burning and unwavering determination emanating from his wildly beating heart.
She nestled quietly in his arms, neither struggling nor responding, but deep within her eyes, the layer of ice seemed to melt a little.
The road ahead is long and people's hearts are unpredictable, but at least for this moment, this warm embrace and vow are real.
After a long while, she raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
"I will not let go, nor will I leave this place."
After saying that, Chen Han's lips pressed against her neck.
Then he moved slowly, tracing his way up her slender, graceful neck, finally finding her soft, rosy lips, and pressed them firmly against his skin...
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