Chapter 144 Addiction
The night was deep and still, and all was quiet.
In a room on the third floor, a certain ambiguous, blush-inducing soft moaning still lingered.
The dim light clung to the two intertwined shadows.
The heat in Song Shiyi's body gradually subsided, and the effects of the medicine dissipated completely after the intense intimacy they had just shared.
Consciousness slowly rose as if submerged in warm water, clearly perceiving the weight of the person on top of me, and those overly dense, scorching kisses.
Her cheeks were burning hot, and her fingertips pressed against He Jinzhao's firm chest, her push weak and feeble.
"Enough...enough..."
Her voice was hoarse from crying, still carrying a lingering softness, and her eyelashes trembled, wet and glistening with moisture.
She dared not look him in the eye, and could only turn her head away, staring at the strands of hair scattered on the pillow.
She wasn't resisting, it's just that her body couldn't take it anymore.
His energy was frighteningly abundant and tireless. Every time he got close, he was filled with a strong possessiveness, yet he was so gentle that she couldn't really push him away.
That feeling of shyness and tenderness lingered in her heart, making her afraid to even look up when she spoke.
He Jinzhao chuckled softly, his hot breath spraying onto the nape of her neck, carrying a deep sense of passion.
"Just for a little while, huh?"
His voice was deep and magnetic, with a barely perceptible huskiness and longing, "Yi Yi, you're so sweet, I don't want to stop."
Originally intended to give her the antidote, he has now become addicted to it himself, as if he himself has been drugged.
Her whole body was soft, making him unable to put her down.
He lowered his head, kissed away the fresh tears that had welled up in the corners of her eyes, and gently licked her reddened earlobe with the tip of his tongue.
"Be good, just bear with it a little longer, I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you."
Song Shiyi trembled all over, her earlobes becoming even more sensitive to his touch, and she buried her face even deeper, almost wanting to burrow into his arms.
The night outside was so dark it was almost impenetrable, and the breathing inside the room gradually calmed down.
Song Shiyi finally couldn't hold on any longer; her eyelids felt as heavy as if they were made of lead, and there were faint tear stains at the corners of her eyes.
Tiny teardrops clung to her eyelashes as she drifted off to sleep, her lips unconsciously pursed, like a wronged but comforted kitten.
He Jinzhao paused, looked down at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in his arms, and the emotion in his eyes slowly settled into gentle doting.
He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead, then carefully got up, moving so quietly that he was afraid of waking her.
He found a warm towel and gently wiped away the sweat and marks on her body.
From her flushed cheeks to her slender wrists and curled ankles, every part was carefully cared for, for fear of leaving the slightest discomfort.
After tidying everything up, he lay back down on the bed and gently pulled Song Shiyi into his arms.
Song Shiyi murmured softly in her sleep, instinctively snuggling closer to him, nuzzling her head against his palm, her breathing even and long.
He Jinzhao looked down at her, his Adam's apple bobbing, and then kissed the top of her head again.
The faint fragrance emanating from her lingered around his nose, mingling with the scents of the two of them mingling together, creating a sense of peace and tenderness.
He tightened his arms, holding her even closer, his chin resting on the top of her head, listening to her steady heartbeat, his own breathing gradually synchronizing with hers.
The only things left in the room were the intertwined body heat and shallow breaths.
After the ambiguity dissipated, what remained was an unyielding sweetness and peace.
He Jinzhao closed his eyes, held the person in his arms, and they both fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Song Shiyi woke up groggily, her eyes still sleepy, her little face flushed with a light pink blush, looking tender and adorable.
She stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before she came to her senses.
Immediately afterwards, she buried her face in the blankets, feeling incredibly shy.
Her memories gradually returned, and the events of last night were clearly imprinted in her mind, impossible to ignore.
She...she...she...she actually did that with He Jinzhao...
Moreover, she was the one who took the initiative.
Oh, this is so embarrassing.
It took her several seconds to realize that she was the only one in the room.
What about He Jinzhao?
She sat up, her long hair falling to her waist, and casually glanced around the room.
It was clean and tidy, clearly having been cleaned in advance.
But the tissues and unidentified packaging bags in the trash can were enough to show how intense the battle was last night.
She blushed again, much to her embarrassment.
Just as she was lost in thought, the doorknob was turned, and the person she was thinking of walked in from outside.
Seeing that she was awake, his eyes immediately lit up.
He was carrying a black plastic bag and the breakfast he had brought for her.
He walked to the bedside and sat down, casually placing his things on the bedside table, his voice unusually gentle.
"Awake? Is anything bothering you?"
The concerned gazes fell upon her, making Song Shiyi feel a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's just that my body is a little sore."
She clutched the blanket with both hands, her exposed skin covered in red marks, clearly indicating she had been badly abused.
He Jinzhao's eyes darkened, and he patted her head and chuckled, "Go wash up first, and I'll put some medicine on you later."
Song Shiyi asked in confusion, "Medicine?"
"Yes, I went to the doctor this morning and got some pain-relieving ointment, just in case you feel uncomfortable when you get up."
Song Shiyi: "..."
Who else can we blame?
He Jinzhao couldn't help but laugh out loud at her resentful little look.
"It was my fault, I didn't control myself."
"It won't happen again next time."
When Song Shiyi heard him say there would be a next time, she shyly looked away and remained silent.
He Jinzhao suddenly leaned close to her ear, his voice trailing off in a flirtatious tone: "Actually, it's not entirely my fault."
"After all, it was really hard to refuse the baby's kind invitation last night."
Song Shiyi's eyelids twitched, and he immediately threw a pillow at her, getting all worked up.
"Congratulations on today!"
Her voice was still a little hoarse, mixed with a sweet and gentle tone, and it didn't sound dangerous at all.
He Jinzhao quickly pulled her into his arms and coaxed her, "Wife, don't be angry anymore. Do you want your husband to carry you to the bathroom?"
"...You...don't talk nonsense..."
Her face was still flushed with embarrassment, and there was an indescribable charm to her voice as she spoke.
He Jinzhao raised an eyebrow and said matter-of-factly, "Why can't I say it?"
"You've already had physical intimacy with me, so you're my wife now."
Song Shiyi: "..."
That cannot be refuted.
She backed down, saying, "Then don't call me that in front of others."
He Jinzhao nodded: "Okay."
He spread his arms, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Want a hug?"
"want!"
As soon as Song Shiyi stretched out her hands, the blanket, no longer restraining her, slid down, and Song Shiyi felt a void in front of her. Before her mind could even react, her hands were already covering her chest.
!!
She had completely forgotten that she was naked.
A flash of white caught He Jinzhao's eye, and as his gaze moved upward, he saw the girl's embarrassed and annoyed expression.
"Close your eyes, I need to get dressed."
He Jinzhao raised his eyebrows casually, his voice clear and magnetic, drawing out a long tone.
"What? Are you shy?"
Song Shiyi remained silent.
He teased her deliberately, "It's not like we haven't seen each other before, I even..."
Seeing that he was about to say something shocking, Song Shiyi immediately reached out and covered his mouth, giving him a warning look that he was not allowed to talk nonsense anymore.
"If you keep doing this, I'm not going to talk to you anymore."
He Jinchao surrendered: "Fine, fine, I won't watch."
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