Chapter 73 Melting such a straight nose, it should.....……
“At least Vera answered my call, but yours just hung up.”
During the video call, Yu Kelin's words, seemingly enjoying the drama, came through, and Ning Jiu finally understood the despicable side of him that Pei Yueli had described.
Guessing that they probably already knew where they were, she hurriedly hung up the phone, helped the drunk Pei Yueli up, said goodbye to Gu Ji, and then left in a hurry.
The hotel wasn't far from the bar. Pei Yueli leaned against her, feeling dizzy, unable to open her eyes, and occasionally making some inexplicable noises, which made Ning Jiu both laugh and cry.
They lived on higher floors; Pei Yueli lived on the sixth floor, and Ning Jiu on the seventh. After settling her in, Ning Jiu watched the elevator slowly ascend from the first floor, blinked, and her gaze involuntarily shifted to the staircase next to her.
Perhaps... taking the stairs would be safer?
It wasn't that she didn't want to see Qiao Bolin; quite the opposite, she herself had been thinking about him for some inexplicable reason these past few days.
Just like now, even though she hasn't seen him yet, Ning Jiu can already clearly feel her heartbeat becoming clearer and clearer.
She bit her lip, thinking it best to calm down first, and finally decided to take the stairs.
The hotel stairwell was even darker than the corridor, with only a small light on the ceiling. Ning Jiu carefully stepped on each step when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
A sudden tension gripped me. I took another step, and the footsteps behind me followed just as quickly.
She suddenly regretted not choosing the elevator. Now she was stuck here, unable to move forward or backward. The stairwell was cramped, and any change in footsteps seemed particularly abrupt.
step.
Two steps.
Just then, the footsteps behind her suddenly quickened. Ning Jiu almost instinctively raised her elbow to strike back. A clear, cool smile spread behind her. Her elbow was easily caught by a warm palm. The person gently pulled her, and before she could react, she was pulled by the force and fell into his arms.
The familiar scent of sandalwood filled her nostrils, and she felt a sense of relief, almost immediately recognizing who it was.
The two were so close that their heartbeats were deafening in the silence.
Realizing that he had guessed she would come to the stairs and was deliberately blocking the entrance to scare her, Ning Jiu turned her face away in a huff, refusing to look at him. She reached out to push his chest, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her even closer.
Their breaths almost overlapped as Qiao Bolin's fingertips pressed lightly against the bulge on her back, a subtle electric current spreading from that point of contact.
Ning Jiu couldn't help but let out a soft moan, feeling the sticky heat slowly brushing against her earlobe, gradually eroding her reason.
"Baby, it's been so long, don't you miss me? Why aren't you looking at me?"
He lowered his eyes, his tone lazy, but his kisses were light and fleeting, gently touching her forehead, eyebrows, and the tip of her nose.
"I should be the one throwing a tantrum. She won't answer my calls and even hides at the stairwell, not wanting to see me."
Ning Jiu's usually calm tone suddenly carried a hint of grievance. She felt a little embarrassed by his sticky tone and kiss, and her resistance to his chest gradually softened, though she still wouldn't let go of his lips.
"Who told you to assume I'd come here and hide here to scare me?"
"Yes, it's my fault. Our baby is just that hard to soothe. I should have been more prepared."
His long-planned lips slowly slid down her cheek, pausing not far from her lips, it was itching to make a move. Ning Jiu was still lost in her own emotions and was completely unaware of this.
"It's not that I didn't want to see you, it's just that this is too sudden. You should at least have told me beforehand..."
"Then look at me, okay? Don't ignore me."
Hearing Qiao Bolin's voice, Ning Jiu subconsciously did as she was told. Her amber pupils lifted, and her face tilted up slightly. Before she could even speak, her lips were suddenly covered by a kiss.
"If you won't say you miss me, then it's my turn to say it."
His lips were filled with a premeditated urgency, and the breath between their intertwined lips was chaotic and scorching. She was forced between the stair railing and the wall by Qiao Bolin, the cold metal pressed against her back, and his heat was getting closer and closer. Her chest vibrated slightly with each sound.
"I miss you, I miss you so much, I can't live without you, Sweet Wine."
Almost the instant Qiao Bolin finished speaking, Ning Jiu's ears burned, and the heat spread to her entire face, making it feel hot.
Of course, Qiao Bolin noticed, and kissed her even deeper. When she couldn't help but moan, he couldn't resist gently biting her lower lip, his voice low and hoarse.
"It seems our baby is not only hard to soothe, but also easily embarrassed."
"Sweet Wine, how can you be so cute?"
Their breaths mingled, hurried and chaotic yet filled with suppressed longing. Their lips were kissed until they were glistening with moisture. The moment they parted, their saliva, which had mingled, stretched into thin silver threads in the air, only to be swallowed up by an even deeper kiss.
Her breathing became more and more rapid, and the narrow space was gradually filled with heat. Ning Jiu's fingertips gripped his sleeve tightly, and the fabric was torn and messy. Qiao Bolin's hand was firmly supported on her waist, protecting her from being pricked by the armrest.
Ning Jiu had no recollection of how they kissed their way from the stairwell to the room door.
The sound of water sizzling continued. As soon as the door closed, Qiao Bolin leaned over and pinned her against it.
The air felt scorching hot, and she was dizzy from his kisses, feeling him kneading the back of her neck and leading her to peck at the small mole next to her Adam's apple again and again.
Do you miss me?
His voice was low, with a hint of amusement.
"Hmm, it looks like—the baby is already answering me."
“Take another bite, deeper,” Qiao Bolin gently pressed on her tailbone, encouraging her. “It looks better with a mark, don’t you think?”
He wished he could leave Ningjiu's mark on every inch of his skin.
Ning Jiu felt as if she was already somewhat out of her mind. The soft bed sank into an ambiguous shape, and before the main meal had even begun, her legs were already completely weak.
The short skirt she wore to the party tonight was gently lifted, and her long, slender, fair fingers slowly disappeared into it, leaving no trace.
Feeling the fabric rustling, she bit her lip until it turned a deep red, but her gaze quietly shifted to Qiao Bolin's face.
Even while doing this, he remained calm, at least on the surface.
Several buttons on her shirt were ripped open during the passionate kiss, there were bite marks on her neck, and her lips were covered in the lip gloss she had applied that night, adding a touch of inexplicable eroticism to her seemingly indifferent demeanor.
Suppressing the itch that was creeping up her body, Ning Jiu looked up again, her gaze landing on Qiao Bolin's straight nose. For no reason, she recalled a sentence she had seen on the internet a few days ago.
Such a straight nose should be...
Stop, why did this sentence come to mind at this time?
Qiao Bolin certainly noticed Ning Jiu's gaze. At first, he was not happy that she was distracted while doing this. His longest finger suddenly extended forward. She did not expect him to do this suddenly. The distorted tone echoed around the room. When she realized what she had made, her whole face turned red.
"How could you be so wicked...?"
"What were you thinking about just now, hmm?"
Sensing her emotional confirmation, Qiao Bolin's smile deepened. He noticed Ning Jiu's evasive gaze at a glance, his throat moved slightly, and he gently pinched her waist with his fingers, pulling her onto his lap.
"Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you, okay?"
With just a few words, he stirred up all the desires hidden in her heart.
If asked who resembled the patient and persuasive psychological mentor at this moment, Ning Jiu felt it should be Qiao Bolin.
Even if she didn't say it, he could tell what he needed to do most right now just by looking at her.
The man's fingerprints were etched into her long, white thighs, and her body was slowly lifted up, making his well-defined features even clearer in front of her.
At the same time, what is clear is the tactile sensation of his facial features.
Warm, with a hint of heat, it belonged to him; every inch of his skin was so clearly defined and exposed.
Until his features were completely submerged by the undulating waves.
Thick eyelashes trembled slightly, causing a slight itch; the high, straight bridge of the nose felt a little abrupt; the most delicate skin needs to be treated gently, and this gentleness is given by the softest lips and tongue.
The ice cream was gently held in someone's mouth, the sucking motion always so slow and skillful. As it was about to melt, his cheeks slightly sunken, the cool sweetness sliding down his tongue into his throat, the soft, rustling sounds and swallowing sounds particularly clear in the quiet air.
His once neat hair became a little messy from the movement, with a few strands falling in front of his eyebrows and gently brushing against him, causing Ning Jiu's legs to involuntarily try to retreat, only to be firmly held by his ankles.
She didn't know how Qiao Bolin had learned all this so naturally, but it was undeniable that...
She looks like she's really about to melt into ice cream.
After doing all this, he still gently soothed her trembling body and kissed the small mole on Ning Jiu's thigh. "Baby's reaction is amazing, do you like it?" His voice, tinged with laughter, was deeper and more affectionate than usual, "One more time?"
He pulled out a tissue from the bedside table and gently wiped away the water stains on Ning Jiu's body. He then slowly wiped the dampness from his own wet nose and lips. After rinsing his mouth in the bathroom, he came back and hugged her tightly with a deep kiss.
Her slender, snow-white body cast long shadows, and the light meandered into a flowing scroll of light and shadow. Ning Jiu called for a stop several times with a trembling voice, but Qiao Bolin acted as if he hadn't heard her at all. In the end, she could only lower her expectations.
"It's too bright, turn off the lights..."
"Um?"
But the person seemed not to have heard clearly, tilting their head slightly, their damp, tousled hair obscuring the fleeting smile in their dark eyes.
"Baby, your voice is too soft, how can I hear you?"
Before Ning Jiu could recover, warm lips and tongue pressed down, hooking her tongue tip and sucking/licking it.
"Don't bite your lip, speak louder, I can hear you."
Brightly lit were not only the lamps, but also his smiling eyes as he looked at her.
Compared to the desire in his eyes, Qiao Bolin seemed to treat Ning Jiu more like a precious, fragile collectible that needed to be carefully protected. Ning Jiu felt inexplicably embarrassed by his naked gaze and stretched out her reddened palm to try to block his view.
"I said," her voice trembled with tears, "could you please turn off the light...?"
His voice was indeed a bit loud, but Qiao Bolin simply straightened up, glanced at the light switch indifferently, and showed no intention of leaving to turn it off.
Ning Jiu let out a soft sob: "You broke your promise."
"Dishonest?"
The man chuckled softly, neither confirming nor denying, and his shadow loomed over her, enveloping her in light and darkness.
"Baby, did I say that if you hear clearly, you should go and turn it off?"
How can this person be so cunning?
Ning Jiu initially tried to push him away, but quickly realized that she couldn't budge him with her strength, so she could only raise her hand to cover her face and avoid looking at him.
But Qiao Bolin wouldn't let her off the hook even for this small thing. He gently grabbed her wrist and moved it away, insisting that Ning Jiu see clearly what they were doing.
“The baby is very beautiful. When doing this kind of thing, you should look at the other person, shouldn’t you?”
"Baby's voice is so beautiful. Only I can hear it, right?"
"......"
Every sentence he uttered was a question, yet not one of them was a bad answer to her.
Ning Jiu may not know how beautiful she is now, like a flower moistened by the heat, so soft as to be almost fragile, blooming little by little only before his eyes.
Her expression, her fragrance, and every sound that escaped from her lips belonged to him alone at this moment, so how could he possibly let such a moment pass by?
He wished he could keep her by his side, so that he could see her vulnerable and dependent side every moment because of him.
Qiao Bolin suppressed the dark thoughts that flashed through his mind and poured all the burgeoning desire in his heart into a fierce and passionate kiss.
At first, Ning Jiu had the leisure to deal with it.
Later, it was like a leaking water jug; my whole body ached, my throat was dry, and I couldn't muster any strength anymore.
As Qiao Bolin wiped her body with a damp towel, she was so sleepy that she couldn't distinguish between dream and wakefulness, and she accepted his gentle comfort with a clear conscience.
Her muscles relaxed inch by inch, like sandy shore gently lapped by the sea. As soon as the towel touched her skin, a slight warmth rose, but she was too lazy to even flinch.
Ning Jiu felt her mole being lightly kissed again, and her ankle being held for the umpteenth time. She let out a soft moan, her chest heaving so loudly that it almost overlapped with the warmth of his palm, her words muffled.
"Joe Bolin, are you ever going to stop...?"
No, how come this person's stamina is getting longer and longer each time?
"I'm going skiing tomorrow, so please don't come again."
Qiao Bolin paused: "Skiing?"
"Yes, it was the organizer who invited me this time. They said the ski resort next to the hotel had just opened and wanted to invite us, the inspection team members, to go skiing together."
Ning Jiu could barely open her eyes, so she could only kiss Qiao Bolin based on her intuition. As a result, she kissed Qiao Bolin's Adam's apple, and the man's throat almost moved.
Afraid that it would happen again later, she hurriedly looked up and kissed the corner of his mouth first, then wrapped her arms around his lean waist.
"Please let me off the hook today. We can go explore the surrounding area together after skiing tomorrow, okay?"
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The ski resort that Gu Ji and Professor Muller booked was located on a nearby mountainside, requiring a drive uphill. Because they had stayed up so late the night before, by the time Ning Jiu left, the rest of the expedition team had already set off in two SUVs.
When Ning Jiu arrived at the hotel lobby, only Gu Ji was waiting for her, which touched her. Looking around, she didn't see Pei Yueli. Checking her phone, she saw a message and learned that Pei Yueli had been taken to La Jolla Bay by Yu Kelin.
[Yue Li] Jealous men are so hard to deal with! I'll deal with him and then meet up with you guys! My San Diego ski trip is in danger!!!
[Yue Li] By the way, how are you guys doing? [Evil grin.jpg]
How about it.
What can you do?
Feeling Gu Ji's somewhat amused gaze lingering on her neck, Ning Jiu initially tried to cover herself with her scarf, but later gave up and smiled kindly at Gu Ji.
"Excuse me, I need to talk to someone for a bit first, I'll be right over."
Gu Ji glanced behind her, his expression momentarily pausing, before returning to normal when Ning Jiu turned to look at him, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"No rush, I'll wait for you in the car first."
After she finished speaking, she walked towards the door. Ning Jiu was replying to Pei Yueli's message with her head down. She had just turned around and taken two steps when she bumped into a solid body.
"Joe Berlin!"
Ning Jiu rubbed her forehead, which was red from the impact, and felt Qiao Bolin quickly wrap his arm around her waist. She leaned down and gently bit his neck.
"Let go quickly, there are so many people, I can't breathe!"
"Are you hungry? I just had some snacks brought over, they're all your favorites, why don't you try some?"
They got up a little late because the hotel breakfast service had already ended. Ning Jiu had just eaten a bowl of salad at Qiao Bolin's insistence, so she wasn't very hungry now.
She held his hand and gently shook it: "No need, everyone is still waiting for me."
Feeling the warmth from her fingertips, Qiao Bolin's lips curled up slightly, his gaze falling on the faint mark between her collarbones, his eyes deepening.
"Was that girl the person in charge you mentioned?"
"You mean Gu Ji?" Ning Jiu nodded. "She's in charge of our college's international cooperation affairs. She and another professor recommended me for this position."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hand holding her tightened suddenly. Ning Jiu sensed the change in Qiao Bolin's emotions, raised her eyes in confusion, and met his dark pupils that were now rippling with emotion.
Qiao Bolin asked her, "Can you not go?"
"Um?"
Ning Jiu responded as if she hadn't heard clearly, so he patiently repeated it again.
"Can we not go?"
"......"
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was considering what to say, but in the end she didn't say anything.
“Joe Berlin, there’s only one day left,” she said, gently hooking her pinky finger around Joe Berlin’s palm, trying to speak in a gentle tone. “You can’t restrict where I go, we agreed.”
He did not respond immediately.
Although he only saw Gu Ji's back, Qiao Bolin felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity about him, but he couldn't quite place it.
A sense of unease welled up inside him, and his brow furrowed involuntarily.
Ning Jiu noticed the change in his expression and thought that his illness had relapsed. She took the initiative to reach out and hold his wrist, her fingertips sliding down to gently press on his palm in a comforting manner. She then stood on tiptoe to kiss the corner of his mouth.
“I’ll be careful,” she changed her words, her tone coaxing, “okay, don’t be so nervous.”
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The author says: Burying my face in my wife's lap is a way of reflecting on my mistakes.
Little Qiao is so happy again! [doge emoji]
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