Chapter 388
Wang Jiazhi closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she exhaled softly. She opened her eyes, and he pressed against her. She closed her eyes again, and only moved away when she could no longer breathe.
She was now completely exhausted, held tightly by him, like a soft, white cub being gripped by a large hand. Her sweat-soaked body heaved and trembled violently, unable to breathe, as if she were suffocating. It was as if the two of them were bound together by spider silk in a fairy tale, forming a long white cocoon, or like those slender white jade buttons, one tightly clasped with the other, requiring immense effort to pry them apart. She was completely exhausted, and the sounds she made were like those of a frail kitten, trembling and whimpering, but the thread remained unbroken.
She let out a cry, her body trembling violently. After a few gasps, the room fell into a sense of utter silence. The chirping of summer cicadas drifted through the window, the gauze curtains, and the curtains, making the summer afternoon even quieter. Sunlight streamed in through the sycamore tree by the window, casting shadows on the white gauze curtains. The two people in the bed slept soundly, and the sunlight cast mottled shadows of the tree on their quilt, bodies, and faces.
The house was strangely quiet. When she and he were like this, not only were children not allowed in the house, but pets were also not allowed. Once, a cat was in the house, and she found out later that she was extremely shy.
They had returned to a previous period, where both of them had to be exhausted and had no strength left to end. If one of them still had strength, the other would be very tired. No matter who of them, there would always be a way to wake the other up and suck out the last bit of their strength before it was over.
This is the case because he unlocked a unique attribute of her summer.
Wang Jiazhi has a cold body, so in summer, her whole body becomes soft and cool, which is extremely comfortable to touch.
Wang Jiazhi has felt this since she was a child. She is not afraid of the heat in the summer. When she touches her body, it feels icy and cool. One summer, Xiaoshuang went out with her. It was very hot. When Xiaoshuang touched her arm, she was surprised and said, "Your body is so cool. It feels so comfortable to touch. I want you to like it."
She felt a pang of pain in her heart when she heard it.
He's even more clingy now than he was at the beginning. She knows he can't control himself. Almost every day... not just once a day...
She'd been acting like a spoiled child since they'd been together, and she'd been doing it ever since. Many Western couples have the custom of kissing goodbye, but they were traditional Chinese couples, and Wang Jiazhi's morning act of spoiled childishness was the equivalent of a Western-style goodbye kiss. Now, she'd completely changed the way she'd acted like a spoiled child, a habit she'd carried through two lifetimes.
There was nothing she could do. In the past, she would always act like a spoiled child when she woke up in the morning. She would kiss and bite him normally, and that was fine. But now, let alone that, she would get an electric shock whenever her fingers touched him. She couldn't even touch him, and even if they made eye contact...
One morning, she was clingy and spoiled as usual. In the past, she would cling for a while and then let him go. This time, he had everything tidied up, and she was spoiled as usual, and then she couldn't control herself and... there was really no way she could continue like this.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and I have to change the bed sheets all the time. It's so embarrassing when the whole family sees me.
But tracing back to the source, Wang Jiazhi is still 100% responsible for the beginning of this incident.
The incident started when the weather got hot, and Lao Yi knew that Wang Jiazhi liked to drink that kind of icy fruit wine, so he asked someone to send a few bottles and put them in the refrigerator for her to drink.
The bottle was made to look remarkably like a fruit-flavored soda on the market. Wang Jiazhi came back from outside, drenched in sweat. The little girl said he'd asked someone to bring back some soda. The little girl also thought it was soda. After taking a shower, Wang Jiazhi downed a bottle of peach-flavored soda in one gulp. She thought it was one of those sodas with a hint of alcohol; it was delicious. Ice wine had a slow onset, and then she drank a bottle of white grape wine. And then...
As soon as he entered the room, before he changed his clothes, he saw her with flowing waist-length hair, a white suspender nightgown, revealing her white arms, legs and beautiful collarbone, her eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and her face was rosy.
"husband!"
When the little wild cat pounced on him, he knew that something was wrong.
There were only two reasons why she called him that: one was that she couldn't control herself at the time, and the other was that she was drunk. Today, it was obvious that both of these situations had occurred one after another in the same incident.
They had always spent autumn and winter together before, but this was the first time they spent summer together.
What Old Yi was most captivated by was Wang Jiazhi's body in late autumn. Winter hadn't arrived yet, the heater hadn't even been turned on, and the room was damp and cold. She was autumn in her very being, her pale, slender, cold body like a white orchid with narrow petals, even her scent like the fragrance of flowers. He tormented her with all sorts of things, and then her cold body gradually grew warm, then scorching, a thin sheen of sweat coating it.
Wang Jiazhi experienced from him what it felt like to give form to many words and phrases, such as upside down, ecstasy, soul leaving the body, mandarin ducks and red waves rolling in the brocade quilt, etc.
For him, it was the first time he had embodied the feeling of warmth and beauty. The person in his arms seemed as smooth and cool as jade, but after holding her for a long time, she became warm.
After she left in his previous life, he never turned on the heater in winter. The winter in the south is not as dry as in the north, it is still wet and cold, just a little colder than late autumn, and it feels about the same.
This time I felt her cool and smooth body in the summer, just like hugging a piece of white jade in the summer. I originally thought that warm jade was intoxicating enough, but cold jade was even more exciting.
Ever since I tried it that time, it was like opening Pandora's box, and the situation became horrific and out of control.
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