Chapter 37
Jiang Mian was awakened by Shen Ji's kiss.
She opened her eyes and felt something soft and warm in her hand. Before she could react, she gently grabbed it. Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in her ear. She looked up and saw a face that was all too familiar.
"Cousin?"
The young man seemed somewhat unnatural. His soft breaths fell on her neck, causing a gentle tickle. He brushed her hair aside with his other hand, his eyes shrouded in a deep, dark aura.
"Mianniang, help me."
"It will be soon."
The quilt was draped over them both, and deep inside, her hand was held tightly in his, falling irresistibly onto his rising member. She was stunned for a long while before she realized that Shen Ji was using her hand...
Her face flushed red instantly.
But then he kissed her lips again, brushing against her ear intermittently. She felt a warmth rising from the thin blanket. Then, she pursed her lips, knowing that he must have finished.
Shen Ji lowered his eyes, embraced her from behind, and dipped her ten fingers into the basin, carefully wiping them clean.
Seeing her snow-white, slender neck, he suddenly leaned closer, gently resting his chin on her shoulder, his voice somewhat deep: "Mianniang, I'm sorry."
Jiang Mian was somewhat surprised. Ever since she had done that to him the first time, he had taken it for granted that he would seek pleasure from her, and it had become a regular occurrence for him to come late at night.
She blinked, then suddenly realized what was happening.
"Where did you come from?"
"Yangzhou." Shen Ji embraced her, making no attempt to hide anything.
Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat. What was he going to Yangzhou for? Moreover, it would take at least three days to get here from Yangzhou by horseback. The fact that he was able to arrive in such a short time meant that he not only traveled overnight, but also did not rest at all.
Thinking of this, she turned around and cupped his face in her hands.
"Cousin, did you come here because of me?"
Shen Ji stared at her, his possessiveness undisguised: "I'm afraid that if I don't come back, you'll marry someone else."
Jiang Mian's breath hitched. She had never stared at him like this before. Every inch of his features seemed to be uniquely endowed. She looked into his eyes and suddenly felt a little curious: "If I really married someone else, what would my cousin do?"
“That day will never come,” Shen Ji declared without hesitation.
"I mean, if one day I wear a wedding dress and become someone else's bride, would you bless me, cousin?"
Jiang Mian was seriously considering that her relationship with Shen Ji was ultimately not going to last. After the brief period of pleasure, she had to consider the practical factors that stood between them.
"No," Shen Ji replied without hesitation.
Jiang Mian couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart; she was very close to him, yet it felt like she was very far away.
She couldn't see through what he was thinking, and sometimes she even felt that she didn't understand him at all.
He would only let her see the side he wanted her to see, while the rest seemed to be hidden under a layer of iceberg, unseen and untouchable.
For example, tonight, she could sense that he was in a bad mood and was unusually showing weakness, but she didn't know why he was like this.
Jiang Mian suddenly felt tired. She tried to pull her fingertips away from his chin, but the young man suddenly grasped them, pressed her fingertips against his heart, and said, word by word, "If one day you marry someone else, I will do whatever it takes to win you back. No one can separate you from me."
Jiang Mian stared at him blankly. It was the first time she had seen Shen Ji like this. She knew he wasn't joking.
If she were to marry someone else, he would be willing to risk everything to stop her.
But wasn't this exactly what she had longed for? Why did hearing it with her own ears feel like a boulder was pressing on her heart? An invisible pressure and urgency washed over her, and for the first time, she felt that she had glimpsed a corner hidden beneath the iceberg.
Shen Ji is not a god or Buddha in the human world.
It was more like a demon that appeared silently in the rainy night, its whole body filled with a kind of cold and sinister aura.
He gently lifted her chin with his hand, forcing her to look him in the eye: "So, it's best if you stay by my side forever and don't have any improper thoughts, otherwise, I'm not sure what you might do."
A gentle voice sounded in her ear as he softly caressed her lips, his eyes still tinged with lingering desire after their recent satisfaction.
Jiang Mian's back stiffened. After a moment's hesitation, she reached out and hugged him: "Cousin, you're joking. In this life, I only love you, cousin."
Shen Ji smiled, but it was unclear whether he believed her or not.
In truth, whether she marries someone else is not that important to him. Even if one day she wears a wedding dress and marries someone else, he will snatch her back and lock her up. His Mianniang can only have him in her heart. Even if she has someone else, he will push that person out little by little.
Until her heart was completely filled with him.
No, that's not enough.
Shen Ji's eyes flickered slightly. He seemed to have forgotten something. She had already taken off her wedding dress and was now only wearing a thin undergarment. The undergarment was light and could not effectively cover her figure. Instead, it made her look even more graceful.
He lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice somewhat unnatural: "Mianniang..."
Jiang Mian thought he was coming again, so she quickly pretended to yawn to indicate that she was very sleepy.
But to everyone's surprise, the young man suddenly placed his hand on the jade belt at her waist, his voice unusually deep: "You've already seen me, but I haven't..."
Um? ?
Jiang Mian snapped back to reality. The large hand on her waist was burning hot. She vaguely sensed something, but before she could stop it, she heard the man's extremely clumsy and undisguised tone: "Your belt is loose."
"..."
“Cousin, it’s getting late, why don’t we rest?” Jiang Mian tried to awaken his few remaining feelings of shame, but the man slowly stroked the skin on her waist, his eyes falling on her pink thong embroidered with lotus flowers.
He looked serious, as if he was genuinely appreciating it.
Even the most mentally strong person would feel ashamed to be looked at like that. Moreover, Jiang Mian was already thin-skinned. At this moment, she felt it was absurd. Her clothes had been completely taken off at some point, revealing her entire back and her delicate and beautiful collarbone.
He stared at it for a long time, then suddenly reached out and touched it.
Through a thin layer of clothing, it felt soft and light, like cotton.
Jiang Mian couldn't help but snort, and the man immediately stopped what he was doing.
"Does it hurt?" He looked up and asked her earnestly.
It wasn't exactly painful, but it felt a bit strange.
His burning gaze was fixed on her as if it were a tangible force, as if he needed her to express her feelings. Jiang Mian shook her head honestly, but her face turned even redder.
"So that is... pleasure?" Shen Ji was a little uncertain. Although he was well-versed in poetry and literature, he had no knowledge of this matter. He only knew that every time Jiang Mian touched him, he longed for it. He wanted her to touch him more and for longer.
He could clearly feel that it was a kind of pleasure that was enough to extinguish all reason, and he not only did not hate it, but looked forward to it.
So, at this moment, if he touches Jiang Mian, will she feel the same way?
The soft moan that escaped his lips just now wasn't because he hurt her, but because she enjoyed it too, right?
Shen Ji was somewhat uncertain.
His eyes grew increasingly dark. The person before him was half-undressed, her pink top and pure white undergarment overlapping and piled up on her slender waist. A begonia flower fell into his hand, and the girl's jet-black hair and snow-white skin created a striking contrast.
Every inch, every spot, is just right.
Caught off guard, Shen Ji lowered his head, his thin lips suddenly close to hers. Jiang Mian instinctively tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists and pinned them together with his palms. She looked down and suddenly felt as if all the blood in her body was about to stop flowing.
Shen Ji... he actually... kissed her...
Even though she was prepared, and he was not a saint who was free from all desires, at this moment, with such a shocking scene, looking at that handsome, otherworldly face, she felt that it was somewhat... absurd.
Jiang Mian felt as if she had completely abandoned her rationality. She wanted to break free from his embrace, but her random movements only brought her closer to him.
Jiang Mian made a sound of resistance, but he swallowed it all.
His lips traveled down from her brow, lingering for a long time before finally slowly leaving. Just as they were about to move down again, Jiang Mian suddenly reached out and stopped him.
She raised her long neck, her round almond-shaped eyes staring at him, her hair completely wet, her half-naked skin shimmering with a hazy pink mist, her resistance taken as a kind of fun.
Shen Ji's breath hitched; he was no longer satisfied with such a simple touch. His eyes darkened to the extreme, and his hand on her waist subtly moved downwards, but Jiang Mian propped herself up first.
Caught off guard, Shen Ji's hand, which had been on his waist, naturally landed on the table, forming an embrace that pulled her into his arms.
He was still panting, as if his desire had not yet subsided.
His eyes had lost all reason, filled with a wetness and dissatisfaction, as he stared at her intently.
“Cousin…” Jiang Mian called out to him tentatively, trying to bring back her upright and gentlemanly cousin. But to her surprise, he suddenly brushed aside her hair with extreme gentleness and smiled: “It is indeed late. Mianniang, sleep peacefully. When you wake up, those who made you angry will pay the price.”
After saying that, he patted her head and turned to leave.
Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she subconsciously grabbed his sleeve.
Shen Ji lowered his eyes, his gaze returning to normal.
He looked at her, his eyebrows twitching slightly.
Jiang Mian mustered her courage: "Cousin, thank you."
If it weren't for him, she would probably be married to Feng Liangyu by now. No matter how they get along now, she will remember his kindness in traveling thousands of miles to save her.
Shen Ji's eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace.
He hadn't slept a wink for a day and a night. Not only did he learn the cause of his father's death, but he also almost watched her marry someone else. He couldn't imagine what would have happened if she had been forced to become someone else's wife. He feared he would have lost control and done something irreversible.
Fortunately, he still had her.
Jiang Mian rested her head against Shen Ji's chest and heard his strong heartbeat. At that moment, she suddenly felt a mix of emotions.
She and her cousin were like people on two separate boats.
They won't stay together forever.
Now, it's just a fleeting moment of pleasure.
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