Chapter 84 Water Ghost 7
Yu Jiao felt unwell all over. She was used to comforting herself. No matter how much Zhou Qingyan's actions crossed the line between men and women, she consoled herself by saying he was a ghost. She was trying to save her life. It was okay to let him take advantage of her. It was better than losing her life.
But at this moment, Zhou Qingyan's gentle dependence, as his chest was stitched up by her, made her feel as if she was being bitten by thousands of ants. He did not hold her tightly in his arms, but held her waist lightly and buried his face in her chest.
This is a very intimate act.
Just like a wounded cub seeking comfort from its companion, or like lovers who have worked hard all day and long for each other's embrace when they return home.
Just one hug and all the fatigue will disappear.
Yu Jiao's fingertips still had Zhou Qingyan's warmth, an inhumanly cold touch, as if she put her hands into the water outside in winter, and her fingers immediately turned red from the cold. Strangely, her body did not feel any discomfort at all. She did not think much about it, just thinking that she was healthy. In fact, ever since Zhou Qingyan appeared in front of her, her brain had automatically gone on strike and strongly demanded rest.
Is there anything more absurd than this moment?
She was held in the arms of the deceased Zhou Qingyan. This man was the brother of her ex-boyfriend when he was alive. Oh, he even helped her break up with his help.
If it were according to Yu Jiao's personality, even though it was the other person who did something wrong, she would have to secretly encourage herself for a long time before she could say the word "break up".
Cutting the Gordian knot can actually reduce worries.
Yu Jiao could have pushed Zhou Qingyan away, but her courage didn't allow her to do so. She stood straight and let him hold her waist. She quickly glanced at Zhou Qingyan, taking in his white face, red lips, and those dark eyes. Her heart was pounding as a puzzling thought came to her mind -
Zhou Qingyan has a very outstanding appearance.
Does his appearance have anything to do with you?
Yu Jiao bit her lip secretly.
At this moment, Zhou Qingyan suddenly said, "If you bite it again, it will break."
He reached out his hand, and his rough fingertips slid across her lips, rubbing them lightly a few times. The lips that were bitten white were then stained with a bright red. The skin on her face that he touched also turned red. Yu Jiao looked at him with tears in her eyes. Her face hurt, but she didn't dare to say it.
Zhou Qingyan's hand paused, and he turned it over as if nothing had happened, gently touching her with the back of his fingers. He was secretly surprised that Jiaojiao's skin was so tender. Or maybe it was because his fingertips were too rough and he couldn't even touch her lightly.
He stared at her lips for a long time, then suddenly said, "Bend over."
Yu Jiao didn't understand why, but she still did as she was told.
But the next moment, the man's big hand, carrying the momentum of thunder, suddenly pressed down on the back of her head. He tilted his head back and kissed her accurately. His wet tongue covered her broken lips. With caution and temptation, he swallowed all of Yu Jiao's shock and shame, and even did not let go of her saliva.
Yu Jiao thought of the black wolfhound that her neighbor locked in the yard when she returned home as a child. Every time it saw Yu Jiao passing by, it would sniff her scent with its nose and make a threatening sound with its mouth, as if if she came half a step closer, its fangs would bite its neck off. The saliva flowing from the corners of its mouth was sparkling, and its ferocious posture was no different from Zhou Qingyan's current appearance.
The only difference was that she didn't dare to retreat and could only move forward. The oxygen concentration in her lungs dropped sharply. Due to lack of oxygen, her head felt dizzy, her tongue was sore, and her head ached. It was as if she was bitten by a wild dog from the neighbor's house, and its sharp teeth were hungry and wanted to eat her up.
Her sister's protection made Yu Jiao develop a domineering character at home, but she was cowardly and tolerant in front of others. Even if she was wronged and blamed, she could swallow anything as long as she thought her sister would help her. Zhou Qingyan's relentless pressure did not arouse her thoughts of resistance, but instead made her think in self-deprecation, since you want it, then I'll give it to you.
She didn't want to put other people's saliva in her mouth, it was too disgusting. She judged others by herself and wanted to disgust Zhou Qingyan. She tried her best to feed him the saliva in her mouth, thinking viciously in her heart, I want you to kiss me, hum, I'll disgust you to death.
But she obviously overestimated Zhou Qingyan's moral standards and hygiene. Instead, he acted as if he had tasted a rare delicacy and occupied her oral space more and more aggressively until the tender tofu could no longer squeeze out any moisture. Yu Jiao was drowsy and about to fall over, and then he let go and breathed against her face.
Smiling, he said, "Yu Jiaojiao, I seem to..."
Yu Jiao's eyes were blurred with tears, and her brain couldn't respond at all due to lack of oxygen. She slumped in his arms, her face flushed. Zhou Qingyan felt both love and pain in her eyes. He gently touched her face with gentle force, swallowed the words he had originally wanted to say, and said something serious: "I found a way to increase my strength--"
Yu Jiao asked subconsciously, "What is it?"
My head began to turn slowly, wondering if it was human flesh.
But Zhou Qingyan lowered his eyes, and his action once again shocked Yu Jiao from what she had seen and heard for more than 20 years. He sucked up all the silk thread that flowed from the corner of her lips, making her pale face flush.
"Beautiful water."
Yu Jiao glared at him with red eyes.
I cursed in my heart, "Rogue, shameless... disgusting!"
Seeing her eyes wide open and her face flushed red, Zhou Qingyan knew that she must be cursing him in her heart. It didn't matter. He picked her up in his arms, put her on the sofa, took the blanket and the remote control and placed them next to her.
He said: "Thanks to Jiaojiao's help, I just remembered more things."
Yu Jiao no longer wanted to respond to him.
He said to himself, "For example, I'll take care of lunch?"
…
Zhou Qingyan didn't say this deliberately to please Yu Jiao, nor was he learning to please her. He was skilled in his cooking, the way he usually did at home. He found the apron Yu Jiao had left in the kitchen and was about to put it on when Yu Jiao said, "That's my sister's."
Zhou Qingyan folded the apron and put it back where it was. He only rolled up the corners of his sleeves and turned back to tell her: "Jiaojiao, remember to buy another apron when you go to the supermarket."
Yu Jiao nodded reluctantly.
She had looked in the kitchen last night, and there was nothing there, only eggs and frozen dumplings. What good could they make? She might as well order takeout. Her stomach growled with hunger, and she began searching for nearby food on her phone.
Just treat Zhou Qingyan's words as fart.
When a fragrance wafted from the kitchen, Yu Jiao couldn't help but "turn a deaf ear to the outside world." She twitched her nose, sniffing the smell carefully, and began to glance towards the kitchen. Finally, unable to sit still, she ran to the kitchen in her slippers, peeking in from the edge of the door, her eyes questioning, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Qingyan turned sideways and replied, "There were only eggs and a few sausages in the refrigerator. There were no vegetables at all. Luckily there was rice underneath. I can only make egg fried rice. We'll have to wait a while. Is Jiaojiao hungry?"
The rice was steamed in the electric cooker. He was afraid that Yu Jiao would be hungry, so he fried two eggs and added chopped green onions. It was a very simple scrambled eggs, but he guessed that Yu Jiao had never even fried eggs before. Those eggs were probably used by her to boil in the pot. She was very smart, but just lazy.
Zhou Qingyan put the fried egg cubes into a bowl and handed it to Yu Jiao: "Fill your stomach."
Yu Jiao smelled the delicious aroma and couldn't help but exclaimed: "You really can cook. I thought you were lying."
The rice in the pot was just cooked. Zhou Qingyan unplugged the power cord, scooped out the rice, put it in a bowl separately, and went to chop green onions and ham.
"Don't I look like I can cook?"
Yu Jiao stood in the kitchen, picked up an egg with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. As she ate, she answered, "Yes, you're successful in your career and have even been reported on the Qingcheng news channel. Your family must have arranged for a nanny, a driver, and other service staff. How could they let you do it yourself?"
Zhou Qingyan: "I wasn't born successful."
He vaguely remembered his ambitions and plans in life, but after being resurrected from the dead, those obsessions had long since dissipated with the wind. At this moment, what he wanted most, what he couldn't let go of the most -
It’s Yu Jiao.
Yu Jiao ate in silence, not daring to speak anymore.
She thought back to what happened after Zhou Qingyan's death. When the news of the avalanche came, she vaguely remembered Cheng He sighing about his family. It seemed as if his parents had long since passed away. His hands were very rough, with thick calluses on the tips and heels of his fingers. They were not the kind of calluses a scholar buried in his studies could develop. Her palms, on the other hand, had only a light callus where he held the pen.
Cheng He's hands were stronger than hers, but his palms were clean and soft. When he touched her face, it felt like a warm spring breeze, just like the smile on his lips. His hands were as white and beautiful as white jade.
Zhou Qingyan, on the other hand, is rough, cold and hard.
Stop, stop...don't think about him anymore.
What does his past have to do with you?
Yu Jiao withdrew her thoughts.
Zhou Qingyan’s egg fried rice is also ready.
He filled Yu Jiao's stomach with enough food and placed it on the dining table: "Try it and see if it suits your taste."
The rice fried with egg liquid and chopped green onions is as shiny and smooth as plump jade, emitting an enticing aroma.
Yu Jiao took a bite of the minced ham sausage mixed in. The fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth, and her eyes unconsciously curved up, revealing the relaxed and happy expression of a kitten feeling comfortable. She briefly forgot that the person in front of her was actually a ghost, and praised him generously: "It's delicious... It's so delicious, Zhou Qingyan, your cooking skills are great."
Zhou Qingyan held his face and stared at her.
His craftsmanship could be even better.
But he didn't say it.
Afraid of scaring Yu Jiao, who has the courage of a cat.
…
Yu Jiao had a hearty meal. Ever since her sister went on a business trip, she hadn't had a home-cooked meal and always had takeout. Cheng He had been very busy recently, and Yu Jiao felt sorry for him. In addition, she couldn't spare the time after work, so she seldom went to Cheng He's company. She never thought that he was so busy that he went to his assistant's bed.
With her hands behind her head, Yu Jiao felt grateful for Zhou Qingyan's appearance for the first time. If it weren't for his arrival, she would probably be immersed in the sadness and despair after being cheated on, and she wouldn't even be able to find anyone to talk to.
I thought too much and gradually fell asleep.
Downstairs, two people were walking arm in arm.
The woman, dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, looked arrogant, as if she was proud to help others in need.
"You did nothing wrong. Your behavior was justified. Their relationship was in crisis because she overestimated her own limitations and insisted on clinging to Brother Cheng. Brother Cheng is very busy at work and under a lot of pressure. What's wrong with you helping him relieve it?"
"She's the one who's leaving, and she should be the one crying. Don't be sad. I sent the email. I don't know what this woman said to Brother Cheng, causing him to worry even when he was away on a business trip. Such an inconsiderate woman will be dumped sooner or later."
Zhou Qingyan held his chin and looked downstairs.
The two women walked closer and closer, gradually entering the area surrounded by black air.
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