Chapter 48 System 0777 The male protagonist is indeed the male protagonist, what does he need to study...?
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Jiang Xiliu's room was larger than anyone could have imagined.
The crystal chandelier hanging high in the center of the room was off, leaving only two small lamps on beside the bed.
When Jin Zhao came out to change after taking a shower, he discovered that the pajamas the Jiang family had prepared for him were the same style as the young lady's, but in a different color.
He tiptoed to the bedside and could only see the young lady lying obediently in the middle, motionless.
The light was dim, and Jin Zhao wasn't sure if she was asleep. He tried to be as careful as possible, but the young lady liked to sleep on a soft bed. Almost as soon as Jin Zhao knelt down, the mattress sank in.
Jin Zhao dared not move again, but his tall and imposing figure made his presence still very strong even as he lay down on the edge of the bed.
Just a few seconds later, Jiang Xiliu, who was sleeping in the middle of the bed, stirred.
Jiang Xiliu rubbed her eyes groggily. She had originally planned to wait for Jin Zhao to come out so she could tease him a bit more, but after turning off the lights for a short while, her eyelids became so heavy that she couldn't lift them. She closed her eyes for a moment while yawning, and when she opened them again, Jin Zhao was already lying quietly beside her.
"So sleepy..." she mumbled, her mind not fully awake yet, but her body had already rolled over Jin Zhao twice, her arms naturally draped over his waist, and her legs naturally crossed over his legs, almost lying on top of him.
Jin Zhao's breath hitched, and the smooth, soft strands of hair that had just been in his hand were now brushing against his chin with her movements.
He hesitated for a few seconds, his Adam's apple bobbing, and couldn't help but lower his head slightly and gently kiss the top of her head.
Jiang Xiliu didn't move, and even shrank closer into his arms.
Jin Zhao tentatively placed his hand gently on her back, but Jiang Xiliu still didn't react. So Jin Zhao boldly took Jiang Xiliu's hand that was on his waist.
The way she hugged him like a pillow made Jin Zhao feel very safe. Although he didn't dare to move an inch, he really liked this way of being close to her.
It's as if the two of them were meant to be close together, like the pair of wedding rings he bought but hasn't had the chance to give away yet. No matter how well they fit together, they can form their own unique patterns without any awkwardness.
"Jin Zhao." The young lady's voice came from below, low and slightly mumbled, "You really..."
She paused for about two minutes before continuing, "Watch less TV."
Jin Zhao: ...He didn't move, but sometimes it's not something you can control.
He's just a normal man who has normal reactions.
“I don’t watch dramas,” Jin Zhao explained earnestly in a low voice. “I use my free time to study and make money. If I had time to watch dramas, I could at least do an extra hour of part-time work.”
Jiang Xiliu was half asleep, her mind was foggy, and it took her a while to realize what Jin Zhao meant.
She couldn't help but laugh in a hoarse voice. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes half-open and half-closed, just meeting Jin Zhao's gaze: "Only an hour?"
Jin Zhao stared at her without moving.
He hadn't intended to bother her.
After a few seconds of silence, he gently slid his body down a little, then carefully reached out and lifted her up a bit.
Despite the grand gesture, he only gave Jiang Xiliu a light, fleeting kiss on the cheek.
Jiang Xiliu wanted to laugh again, so she closed her eyes and whispered in his ear.
"Jin Zhao, you're such a coward! What's wrong? Weren't you so amazing before?... Could it be that you're no longer capable?"
She herself didn't know what she was saying; she just spoke instinctively, rambling on and on. After that, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, and she quietly closed her eyes.
Jin Zhao held back again and again: Didn't she know whether he was capable or not?
It shouldn't be past midnight yet, so he can't get angry.
After calming himself down for a few minutes, Jin Zhao was about to continue reasoning with Jiang Xiliu when he glanced down and saw that Jiang Xiliu's breathing was steady and long.
She was fast asleep.
Jiang Xiliu swore she hadn't intended to sleep: teasing Jin Zhao was so much fun.
But her position was too comfortable, and Jin Zhao's earnest explanation had a hypnotic effect, so her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep immediately.
Falling asleep suddenly, waking up suddenly too.
Jiang Xiliu opened her eyes. She moved and realized that the two of them had unknowingly changed their positions.
She rested her head on Jin Zhao's arm, nestled in his arms, held tightly by him.
"What's wrong?" Jin Zhao wasn't asleep at all. He closed his eyes and thought of Jiang Xiliu mocking him. He wanted to prove himself but didn't want to wake Jiang Xiliu, so he could only stay awake and be angry with himself.
Why did you perform poorly last time?
Jiang Xiliu, having had a good sleep, asked, "What time is it? Where's my phone? Can you help me find it?"
Jin Zhao covered her eyes with one hand and turned on the bedside lamp on his side with the other.
As soon as he let go, Jiang Xiliu rolled to the middle of the bed, taking the blanket with her, leaving Jin Zhao, who was looking for his phone, behind.
Jiang Xiliu always left her phone lying around, and it took Jin Zhao some time to find it on the table.
Since Jiang Xiliu had asked Jin Zhao for the time, he didn't think much of it and subconsciously turned on the screen to check: "1:13." It was just past midnight.
With such a small screen, when he checked the time, he naturally also saw the list of unread messages piled up at the bottom of the young lady's screen.
32 "A silly dog: They really got the marriage certificate? Can we get a divorce? I can too..."
2. "Ye Er, the silly dog's owner: I'm on the plane. I'll come find you tomorrow morning."
There were also some messages from friends whose names were only noted.
Jiang Xiliu's phone didn't even have a password, so Jin Zhao could easily access it with a simple tap and see what messages they had sent her.
But he didn't; he calmly put his phone back on the table.
"Where's your phone?" Jiang Xiliu noticed his movement as he came up and held out her hand to him.
Jin Zhao held the warm hand: "I couldn't find it, I'll look for it for you tomorrow."
Jiang Xiliu was refreshed after a good night's sleep and was unusually easy to talk to, so she casually replied, "Okay."
She sat up, wrapped in the blanket, and stared at Jin Zhao.
Her gaze swept over his body from head to toe: "Just for the time it takes to find a phone?"
Jin Zhao gave a muffled "hmm," and although he appeared calm, he still felt a tightness in his chest.
He couldn't help but think: Is the person who's coming to see Jiang Xiliu tomorrow the same white moonlight that Ye Qishan mentioned who looks somewhat like him?
What should they do? It's only the first day they got their marriage certificate—no, it's past midnight, it should be the second day—and they haven't had time to develop a deeper relationship yet.
Will Jiang Xiliu forget about him as soon as she sees her white moonlight?
Jin Zhao is unsure.
He thought about that scene and didn't know what he could offer to compare with his beloved, or what he could do to keep Jiang Xiliu.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice when Jiang Xiliu arrived, and was momentarily stunned when she pushed him down.
"Close your eyes." Jiang Xiliu's voice was still muffled from just waking up.
Jin Zhao complied almost instinctively.
The next second, their soft lips touched and stuck together.
The suffocation, unease, and anxiety that had been weighing on Jin Zhao's chest were miraculously swept away.
Their lips rubbed together, their breaths sweet.
The young lady's movements were just too slow, giving the impression that she was deliberately being tedious.
Actually, the young lady rarely initiates physical intimacy with people and is not yet proficient in the techniques involved, so she is still figuring it out.
Jin Zhao was able to restrain himself at first, enduring her subtle touches and nibbling, but later, his rationality was shattered by her soft groan.
The two people's positions were reversed.
Jin Zhao moved his hand from her waist and gently touched her ear.
From the ear bone to the earlobe.
The young lady has never had her ears pierced.
When she has to wear earrings on occasions, she uses clip-on earrings.
Jiang Xiliu bit Jin Zhao's lip hard until he stopped and looked at her with a calm gaze, then she let go.
She lay beneath him and began to laugh: "Don't touch my ears, they tickle."
Jin Zhao said, "You like it."
Jiang Xiliu did like it; the ears were a sensitive spot for her, and she didn't know how Jin Zhao discovered it.
Thinking back to that kiss, Jiang Xiliu pushed Jin Zhao's chest unhappily: "Who taught you that?"
"Do I need to learn this?" Jin Zhao patted her head. "Then I might be self-taught."
He seemed to have some talent in this area, easily making Jiang Xiliu utter soft moans that she would never normally make.
She loosened the buttons on his clothes, hugged his neck, and sniffed him: "Jin Zhao, you smell like my toiletries."
Her breath tickled his neck, and she tilted her chin up, her eyes sparkling as she suggested, "How about getting my name tattooed on your chest?"
Jin Zhao: ...
He lifted her off his body and moved her to the side.
Jiang Xiliu was unhappy and climbed onto him again: "If you don't want to agree, then don't agree. Why are you staying so far away from me?"
With her phone not with her, she couldn't sleep, so she could only torment Jin Zhao by playing with him.
Jin Zhao didn't move, looking at her and asking, "Do you want it? If you don't, stay away from me."
His breathing was heavy, and the spot where she was sitting gradually warmed up, just that one spot.
Jiang Xiliu sat up for a moment, then sat down again.
She looked distressed and conflicted.
Actually, she wasn't feeling well either.
The sticky, greasy feeling is unpleasant, but...
As Jiang Xiliu pressed her fingernails into a cross shape on his body, she said, "There's nothing in my room."
"Hmm." Jin Zhao had guessed it, so he had been holding back.
He grabbed her mischievous hand and stroked her rounded nails: "Then be good and stop touching me."
Jiang Xiliu would never listen to her. She could ignore him, but she couldn't ignore herself.
She said, "Lie down."
...
A room that is too big means it is empty.
Despite being crammed full, the sound inside can still be amplified infinitely.
The extremely faint, intermittent sound of water was louder than the sound of the water flowing, which had just been mixed with the off-key humming.
The moment Jiang Xiliu's legs went weak and she collapsed onto his face, only one absurd thought remained in her mind: the male lead is the male lead, he learns everything so quickly.
She was completely exhausted, so she simply slumped onto the pillow next to her. Just as her head was about to hit the cabinet, Jin Zhao pulled her up.
A blue light suddenly appeared in Jiang Xiliu's mind, but she was too tired to notice the strangeness. She was only focused on humming and ordering the person next to her, "Give me a bath."
System 0777 had just returned when it was locked in a dark room. The blue light was stunned and quickly checked what had happened to the main quest and story completion while it was away.
After Jin Zhao finished bathing her, the young lady was so tired that she snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.
Five minutes later, the young lady fell asleep, and System 0777 was finally released from the dark room.
[System 0777: Young Miss, waaaaah—I'm back!]
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