Chapter 78 Boyfriend
The basic situation has been told to Mingzhu.
He is the only one who needs to deal with the follow-up of the matter.
Now is the time to rest.
Ming Axin lowered his head and said softly, "Miss, I'm leaving first. You should have a good rest."
Mingzhu nodded and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Xin."
"It's not hard." Ming Axin turned and walked towards the door.
When passing by Jiang Zhishi.
He paused almost imperceptibly.
Ming Axin always felt the atmosphere between Jiang Zhi and the young lady.
There's something indescribably subtle about it.
It seemed as if he had arrived at an inopportune moment and had inadvertently disturbed something.
Ming Axin collected his thoughts, stopped thinking about it, and gently closed the door.
The room fell silent, with only the faint sound of the heater running.
"Miss, I'll go cook something else for you to ward off the cold." Jiang Zhi said as he was about to go out.
"It's too late, don't bother," Mingzhu pointed to the bowl of ginger tea next to her, "I'll just have a couple of sips of this."
Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
He picked up the spoon and fed Mingzhu a few sips.
Then he poured some warm water and asked her to rinse her mouth.
Mingzhu looked at the soft strands of hair on his forehead and his serious and focused profile.
An unusually soft and fulfilling emotion.
It filled her heart without warning.
Mingzhu suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a hint of dependence that she herself hadn't noticed: "Jiang Zhi."
"I'm here, miss."
Jiang Zhi put down the cup of water in his hand and looked up at Mingzhu.
Mingzhu looked into his eyes.
A small image of herself was clearly reflected in it.
She was silent for a few seconds.
Then, in a matter-of-fact yet incredibly natural tone, he said, "Let's keep it this way from now on."
Jiang Zhi paused, as if he didn't understand this incoherent sentence, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.
"...Miss?"
Mingzhu leaned forward slightly, stretched out her index finger, and gently touched his heart.
Through thin fabric.
She could feel the firm muscle texture underneath and her gradually accelerating heartbeat.
"Here," she said, her beautiful eyes fixed on him without blinking.
"And here,"
Mingzhu's fingertips slowly moved up and gently touched his lips, which were slightly pursed due to nervousness.
"It can only be mine."
Her tone was as coquettish as a matter of course.
Jiang Zhi reacted and his eyes became a little red.
The next second, something happened that was beyond Mingzhu's expectations.
Jiang Zhi did not stay in a passive position this time.
It was as if it was driven by some long-accumulated power.
It was as if he had finally broken through the last shackles.
He didn't step away, but instead raised his hand and gently held her face.
The temperature from my fingertips was very high.
Then, Jiang Zhi gave her a very light but firm kiss.
The kiss was raw and hot, filled with burning possessiveness.
Mingzhu's brain went blank due to this sudden change of host and guest.
She could feel the temperature rising rapidly on her face and her heartbeat starting to accelerate at that moment.
Jiang Zhi looked at Mingzhu, who looked dazed.
He gently stroked her slightly hot face with his fingertips, and said in a low and hoarse voice:
"...I am yours."
He paused, locking his gaze on hers, and added.
"...Your own."
This sentence is as certain as if it is saying something that has been predetermined.
A fact that can only now be spoken out.
Mingzhu was still standing there in a daze, a strange tingling sensation hitting her heart.
She blinked, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, still digesting this sudden reversal.
It took several seconds for Mingzhu to regain her composure.
She met Jiang Zhi's bottomless eyes.
Jiang Zhi felt his heart burn when he saw her stunned look.
His voice was extremely low, and his tone was filled with the nervousness and piety of a desperate struggle: "Miss...are you unwilling?"
"I..."
Mingzhu had just uttered a word when she was interrupted by Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi lowered his head, and the words he spoke contained a contradictory tone that she had never heard before, a mixture of humility and strength.
"From the day you brought me home...I was yours."
There was no status before.
And now.
He was finally openly branded with her mark.
"Okay." Mingzhu's hand gently covered the back of Jiang Zhi's hand, and then gently turned his wrist.
Intertwine your fingers with his and hold them tightly.
After a while, Jiang Zhi pulled up the quilt and whispered, "Miss, I'm going to take a shower first."
Mingzhu nodded and let go of her hand.
Jiang Zhi first took the basin back to the bathroom and put it away.
He picked up the coat again and handed it to the bodyguard at the door to deal with.
He only went to take a shower after finishing all these.
When Jiang Zhi finished taking a shower and returned to the room.
He was a little overwhelmed.
There was a faint smell of ginger tea in the air.
There is still a throbbing sensation that has not dissipated.
The fingertips still had the delicate touch of her cheek.
And the kiss on the lips was still hot.
It was so hot that he could hardly think.
Jiang Zhi looked at Mingzhu.
She was buried in the soft quilt, revealing a somewhat tired face.
She was waiting for him.
Until this moment.
Only then did he truly feel that his heart had returned to reality.
I saw Jiang Zhi coming out.
Mingzhu leaned back into the quilt and said, "I want to sleep."
Jiang Zhi walked around to the other side of the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and lay down beside her.
The warm scent in the quilt was mixed with Mingzhu's unique sweet fragrance.
Maybe I was still a little nervous after being taken away by a stranger before.
Mingzhu lay in the quilt and shivered slightly.
Jiang Zhi turned sideways to face her, his voice low and gentle: "Are you cold?"
The words haven't even finished yet.
A warm hand reached out.
He accurately found Mingzhu's hand under the quilt and gently held it.
His palms were as dry and hot as ever.
Being covered by Jiang Zhi like this.
Mingzhu only realized later that she seemed to be a little cold.
She didn't say anything, just hummed with a slightly nasal sound.
Move a little closer to him.
Jiang Zhi watched her movements and his heart softened.
"Okay, time to go to bed, boyfriend." Mingzhu muttered softly.
Jiang Zhi took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress his emotions that were about to explode and his body trembling.
Then he raised his arm very slowly and tentatively.
Gently and carefully wrapped his arms around her waist.
Hug her tighter in your arms.
The distance between the two disappeared.
Jiang Zhi could feel the warmth and soft touch coming from his arms.
His tense body slowly relaxed.
An indescribable sense of great satisfaction and peace washed over his limbs like a warm current.
Jiang Zhi lowered his head and closed his eyes.
"Good night, miss."
The scent of pearls lingered at the tip of my nose.
I could hear her soft breathing in my ears and in my arms was the warmth of complete trust.
Jiang Zhi could finally fall asleep holding his whole world in his arms.
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