Chapter 67
"Sweetie, call out."
In the steamy bathroom, a petite and graceful figure was reflected on the shimmering white porcelain wall. On the wall was a hand shadow that clearly did not belong to this body. The hand shadow covered the figure, like a shadow puppet show, with long, slender hands with distinct knuckles gently kneading the raised, semi-circular shadow.
Cheng Jiaming initially refused, knowing full well that He Qingzhao's "help" was not genuine but rather torture. However, her refusal was futile; He Qingzhao forcefully carried her into the bathroom and then forcefully placed her in the bathtub. Having come to this point, she had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
But if he washed her like that, she felt she would embarrass herself in just a few minutes. 9
To avoid being laughed at by He Qingzhao, Cheng Jiamo forcibly suppressed the surging emotions deep within her heart and pushed his hand away forcefully: "You can leave now, I don't need your help anymore."
He Qingzhao moved his hand away following her force, but instead stroked her soft and slender waist. He held her tender waist with his large hand, supported the back of her neck with his other hand, and lowered his head to bite her pink cheek.
"He Qingzhao!" Cheng Jiaming yelled angrily, "Are you a dog? Why do you always bite my face?"
He Qingzhao pressed his thumb against her rosy lips, gently rubbing them: "Then where should I bite? Here? Or..."
Cheng Jiamo slapped his hand: "Don't you dare bite anywhere! We've broken up! You're just my ex-boyfriend now, please have some self-respect!"
After being slapped, He Qingzhao moved his hand away, but then pressed it against her lips, which had become even softer from being soaked in water. He kneaded her tender lips with his fingers: "Still here?"
Cheng Jiamo gave a soft hum, quickly biting her lower lip, her eyes red as she looked at him.
He Qingzhao tilted his head and kissed her ear, sucking on her pink earlobe lightly, his knuckles pressing and kneading her smooth lips, his fingertips parting her tightly closed lips.
Cheng Jiamo leaned her head back against the edge of the white porcelain jar, her eyes filled with tears, and she bit her lower lip in unbearable pain.
He Qingzhao released her earlobe and licked her earlobe: "Sweetie, say it out loud."
Cheng Jiamo raised her hand to hit him, her charming voice trembling with tears: "He Qingzhao, you're so bad, you wicked seed!"
He Qingzhao laughed out loud: "Are we still breaking up or not?"
Cheng Jiamo pouted: "If we're going to break up, then we'll break up!"
He Qingzhao picked her up and placed her on his lap, his protruding knuckles pressing hard against her moist, swollen lips as he asked in a deep voice, "Are we breaking up or not?"
Cheng Jiamo trembled slightly in his arms: "I want...I want to split up..."
He Qingzhao lowered his head and bit her, his fingers rubbing her lips and stirring them fiercely inside her warm, tight cavity. He looked at her with a fierce gaze: "Are you going to break up or not? Are you going to break up or not, hmm?"
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When He Qingzhao carried Cheng Jiamo back to the bedroom, she was still crying, sobbing softly and choking back tears.
He Qingzhao placed her on the bed, leaned down and kissed her lips, gently comforting her, "Don't cry, sweetie, I'll let you bite me back in a bit."
Cheng Jiamo kicked him: "You wish!"
He Qingzhao smiled and covered her with the blanket: "Go to sleep."
He turned around and went back into the bathroom, turning on the tap and rinsing himself with cold water.
Cheng Jiamo quickly put on her pajamas, lay on her side on the bed, and punched the pillow a few times, feeling both ashamed and angry. She was angry at herself for being so weak. She clearly wanted to never be with He Qingzhao again, but when he forcibly kissed her just now, she couldn't resist at all. Not only did she not hate it, but she even felt a sense of pleasure deep down, and she wanted more.
She didn't know why this was happening, and she felt that something was wrong with her.
Now that her passion has faded, she is filled with regret.
Feeling restless and agitated, she couldn't sleep at all. Before He Qingzhao came out, she quickly picked up her phone and searched online, and she actually found something.
Looking at the words "physiological liking", she was a little confused. Could it be that her feelings for He Qingzhao were physiological liking?
She continued reading the detailed description, which is called physiological liking, or physiological attraction. When you get close to the other person, your heart will race and you will involuntarily want to be close to him. His body and smell will cause your brain to secrete a lot of dopamine, thereby stimulating the most instinctive primal desires of the organism.
After reading it, Cheng Jiaming thought about it carefully. She was certain that she didn't have that uncontrollable physical reaction to He Qingzhao, nor did she want to do anything intimate with him the moment she saw him. On the contrary, it seemed that He Qingzhao felt the same way about her.
She instantly understood. No wonder He Qingzhao acted like a lustful devil in front of her, always thinking about sex, and no wonder he refused to break up with her no matter what. It was because his attraction to her was most likely physical, and he was still in the passionate stage where the novelty hadn't worn off.
So she searched again, how can she make her physical attraction disappear?
There are many replies, including the latest AI responses and Zhihu replies from several years ago.
She read through all the suggestions and summarized them, the gist of which was to reduce the frequency of meetings, or simply avoid each other altogether. After all, physical attraction is a physiological reaction caused by physical contact; if you don't meet, that reaction will naturally disappear.
The problem is that she is still studying and cannot leave Beijing. As long as she doesn't leave, He Qingzhao can see her anytime he wants. The initiative of "seeing or not seeing" is entirely in He Qingzhao's hands and not in her control.
Just as she was seriously thinking about how to avoid running into He Qingzhao, He Qingzhao had already finished showering and come out.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" He Qingzhao leaned down, put his arm around her shoulder, and pulled her into his embrace. His freshly shaved chin rubbed against her neck. "Trying to seduce me on purpose, huh?"
Cheng Jiamo hadn't thought about it this way before, but now that He Qingzhao was holding her, feeling the heat of his palms and listening to his deep, magnetic voice, she was completely certain of her guess: He Qingzhao's attraction to her was purely physical.
"He Qingzhao." She lifted her head from his embrace, looking at him with watery eyes, and asked seriously, "Do you know what physiological attraction is?"
He Qingzhao's lips suddenly curled up, and he pulled her into his arms again, his large hands kneading her slender and soft waist. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his voice low and husky as he said, "I don't know what physical attraction is. I only know that when I see you, I want to hug you, kiss you, and make you cry."
Cheng Jiamo pushed and hit him in embarrassment and annoyance: "Can't you be serious? I'm talking to you about something serious."
He Qingzhao hugged her waist and pressed her down: "Baby, serious matters need to be done with actions, not just with words."
Cheng Jiaming turned her head away from his kiss, her hand pressing against his face, and quickly said, "He Qingzhao, I checked online, and it's true that physical attraction can be overcome, as long as you don't see each other. Try separating from me for a while, and then..."
He Qingzhao bit her lip directly, gently pulling at her soft, red lips like he was holding a cigarette holder.
He released her lips, pressing his thumb firmly against them and rubbing: "Give it up? Why should I give it up?"
Cheng Jiamo glared at him angrily: "..."
He Qingzhao lowered his head and kissed her lips, then kissed the corners of her peach-blossom-red eyes. His sexy and sharp lips followed her temples to her ear, and he whispered breathlessly in her ear, "Cheng Jiamo, even if you're addicted to drugs, I won't quit."
Cheng Jiamo used to think that He Qingzhao was just domineering, that he was just more assertive because he had been in a high position for a long time. Now she realized that this man was not only domineering and assertive, but also very obsessive and morbid.
She knew very well that reasoning with someone like that was pointless; she could only endure it for now. Fortunately, summer vacation was just over a month away. She would go along with him for the time being and leave Beijing after the summer break. Two months of summer vacation would be enough for He Qingzhao to forget this relationship.
He Qingzhao saw through her thoughts at a glance, and smiled as he pinched her chin: "Don't even think about leaving during the summer vacation. If you dare to take even half a step out of Beijing..." He raised his thumb and pressed his rough fingertip against her lips and rubbed them, "Here, and the two other openings, I'll let my darling try them all."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
He Qingzhao: "Want to give it a try?"
[Author's Note]
Momo can run away, but Lao He will catch her too. [clumsy dog emoji]
The following chapters are almost all about tug-of-war, until Momo completely leaves Lao He.
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