Although she agreed, the silly girl was still a silly girl. When Yu Xiangrong came to Jing Zhe, she lowered her head and looked at her little toes—because of her size, she could only see her toes, and she didn't have the courage to sit down...
In the end, Jing Zhe had to help her out.
He put his arm around her slender waist, and in Yu Xiangrong's panic, he used a little force to lift her up and place her on his lap.
"Wouldn't that solve the problem?"
"..."
Yu Xiangrong was too shy to speak and didn't dare to look at Jing Zhe. But she was sitting on Jing Zhe's lap, her hands and eyes seemingly unsure of what to do, making her even more pitiful.
"If you're shy, just lie down!"
Jing Zhe said something, then placed his hand on Yu Xiangrong's back. With a little pressure, Yu Xiangrong lay on top of him, burying her small head in his chest.
Her hands were still hanging down, and she didn't dare to touch Jing Zhe. She hung there helplessly, looking quite comical.
Jing Zhe had no choice but to take her hands and guide her to put them around his waist. After doing all this, Yu Xiangrong clung to him quietly like a koala.
Gently stroking her back, Jing Zhe felt no desire at all; he just wanted to hold her like this.
"Xiang Rong, do you miss me?"
After sensing that Yu Xiangrong had almost adapted to the hugging posture and atmosphere, Jing Zhe asked with a smile.
"I've thought about it..."
After a moment of silence, Yu Xiangrong finally mustered up the courage to speak her truest thoughts.
Then she raised her head, her big, bright eyes looking at Jing Zhe, and said sweetly, "Xiang Rong...thinks about you, Young Master, every day..."
Before Jing Zhe appeared, Yu Xiangrong's life was like a tranquil lake, never having been disturbed, and she seemed to have adapted to this kind of life.
But Jing Zhe was like a gust of wind, a boulder, causing ripples on the lake. After he left, Yu Xiangrong began to miss the difference he brought, and the more she thought about it, the more she missed him…
She writes stories from "Dream of the Red Chamber" every day, not only because she wants to, but also because it is something Jing Zhe left her. Whenever she picks up her pen to write, it's as if Jing Zhe is by her side, able to melt away her endless longing...
She was charming, shy, and silent, but when she heard Jing Zhe ask her that question, she felt she could no longer remain indifferent. She was afraid that if Jing Zhe left again, she wouldn't know when they would meet again.
"Yeah?"
Jing Zhe smiled and cupped Yu Xiangrong's face in his hands, looking into her clear, watery eyes: "Where do you think of her?"
"In my heart... in my heart I'm thinking..."
Yu Xiangrong answered honestly.
Jing Zhe wanted to tease her, so he reached out and pressed it: "Is it here you want it?"
"..."
When Jing Zhe's hand touched her chest, Yu Xiangrong's mouth opened slightly, and she was completely stunned.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jing Zhe leaned in and gently kissed him; the soft touch was something to yearn for.
Like an unsatisfied child, he kissed her several more times. Yu Xiangrong, realizing what was happening, gasped softly and quickly buried her head in Jing Zhe's chest. Her snow-white neck was now completely red.
"Xiangrong, I miss you too! When I was in Jinxi, every night after I finished my work, I would think of you and wish I could come back immediately to see you, or even just hear your voice! I finally got back to Jingzhou and finished my work, so I rushed to see you!"
Since ancient times, deep affection cannot be retained, but tricks can win people's hearts.
When dealing with women, you should always be a little sweet-talking. An occasional white lie is acceptable, right?
"Really...Young Master?"
The innocent and naive Yu Xiangrong was as pure as a blank sheet of paper. Before Jing Zhe, she had never spoken to a strange man, and naturally, she had never heard such sweet words of confession.
If she had the brains of Zhu Xinning and the others, she would have immediately found the loophole after hearing this sentence—so why did she go to Wenxiangju instead of the Duke of Huguo's mansion as soon as she left the palace? And why didn't she chase after me immediately after seeing me leave Wenxiangju?
So his sweet talk could only fool the innocent girl, and Yu Xiangrong was really captivated by it. After hearing him finish speaking, she didn't care about being shy and immediately raised her head.
"yes."
Jing Zhe smiled, then reached out and took her hands, placing them on his chest: "If you don't believe me, Xiangrong can touch them. Just like Xiangrong, you're thinking about this!"
"I...I believe you, young master!"
Yu Xiangrong was a little anxious, her voice trembling with tears. Perhaps feeling that Jing Zhe didn't believe her, she actually raised her head and tried to give him a kiss.
But she's really like a blank sheet of paper, how could she know this?
With her eyes closed, head tilted back, and lips pursed, she tried to kiss Jing Zhe's face haphazardly, but couldn't find his mouth. Now she was even more anxious, and in the cold weather, a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
At this moment, Yu Xiangrong was both adorable and incredibly heartbreaking for Jing Zhe. A woman like her deserves to be cherished for a lifetime; to betray her would be an unforgivable sin.
So he cupped Yu Xiangrong's face in his hands again and kissed her passionately.
This kiss lasted a long time.
Yu Xiangrong was clearly moved and no longer resisted. Although it was unfamiliar to her, she still responded enthusiastically.
No longer content with merely attacking from the outside, Jing Zhe charged in as soon as Yu Xiangrong's teeth showed a crack.
At first, Yu Xiangrong was a little at a loss, but under Jing Zhe's guidance, she gradually became familiar with what to do. With her intelligence, she learned quickly and soon she was entangled with Jing Zhe. In a short while, she was covered in sweat and panting heavily.
This time, Jing Zhe was very honest. He knew that kissing was already a huge breakthrough for Xiang Rong, so he didn't touch any other parts of her body.
Their lips parted, and Yu Xiangrong tightly hugged Jing Zhe's neck, as if afraid he would run away. She also rested her head on Jing Zhe's shoulder, and her breathing gradually calmed down from its previous rapid pace.
She actually... fell asleep...
Once she was fast asleep, Jing Zhe carried Yu Xiangrong to the bedside and gently placed her on the bed. Looking at her peaceful and beautiful face, Jing Zhe lowered his head and lightly kissed her forehead. Then he carefully covered her with the blanket and tucked her arms in as well, afraid that she would get cold if left outside.
Sitting by the bed, Jing Zhe stayed by her side for a while longer. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he gently got up, tiptoed to the door, opened it, and went out.
Even though his movements were very gentle, the cold wind that blew in when the door opened still made Yu Xiangrong open her eyes. Or perhaps, she wasn't really asleep from the beginning, but was afraid to open her eyes, unsure how to face the situation after the passion...
She lay in bed, careful not to disturb the blankets he had carefully tucked her in, remaining perfectly still. Then she pursed her lips, savoring the lingering taste of him, and a smile played on her lips, as if spring had arrived…
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(I was busy moving today, so I'll update 5 chapters tomorrow (2+3), which should be... pretty good, hehehe...)
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