Chapter 115 This way I will have all of Zhou Yanchuan.
"No." Wen Jiu smiled happily, then got up from his arms, cupped his face in her hands, and reverently placed a kiss on his lips. "This is a reward for you."
Zhou Yanchuan gazed at her quietly. After a few seconds, he raised his hand and cupped the back of her neck, followed by a long, deep kiss.
His kisses were not as gentle as usual; his breathing was unusually heavy, and his movements were much more urgent.
That night, all he could think about was the image of the girl leaving the room, her eyes filled with sadness yet feigning happiness.
For a moment, he deeply regretted answering that phone call that night and bringing her to that dinner party.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu."
Hearing that murmur, Wen Jiuxin felt a sharp pain, as if something was gripping her heart.
"It's not your fault."
"You've already done very well."
It's me.
It's my problem.
She shook her head and took the initiative to kiss his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck and whispering, "Zhou Yanchuan, kiss me again, kiss me again."
The mountains and forests outside the window were blurred into inky black outlines in the rain and mist. Only a small warm lamp was lit in the room, and a wisp of smoke slowly wafted out from the porcelain incense burner.
They kissed for a long time on the sofa, until their tongues went numb and they could hardly breathe.
He kissed her so tightly that she couldn't help but hug him, trying to relieve the suffocating pleasure and pain she was experiencing.
But it still doesn't feel like enough.
She wanted to become one with him, to be intertwined with him like vines.
In this way, no one can separate them.
"Zhou Yanchuan, how about we get a little closer?"
"OK?"
Zhou Yanchuan paused slightly, looking at the girl in his arms with tears streaming down her face, his voice hoarse and almost inaudible: "Okay."
Wen Jiu was lifted off the sofa. She knew what was going to happen next. Her whole body trembled slightly, but she couldn't bear to look away from him even for a second.
Zhou Yanchuan gently placed her on the bed. The mattress was soft, and the girl sank into it. Her dark hair was spread out behind her, and a corner of her lace nightgown was rolled up.
He thought she would be scared, but she just looked up at him, her clear eyes filled with nothing but unwavering affection.
His heart skipped a beat for her willingness.
Even if one is willing, it is inevitable to feel nervous in this regard.
So he knelt on one knee on the bed and slowly leaned closer to her.
"week……"
Wen Jiu's head spun, and tears welled up in her eyes. She kicked her legs twice in vain, but his palm pressed them down.
She reached out to push him, but it was too late.
How could he...?
Wen Jiu propped up her dazed eyes, tilted her head back, and the blurry halo of light on the ceiling became the only focus in her eyes.
But gradually, the halo of light began to dissipate.
In that instant, she suddenly remembered her diary and the sentence she had once written: she wanted to do everything she could for him.
...
He kissed her gently like a butterfly, then stood up and looked at her: "Xiao Jiu."
"Um……"
Want to kiss?
Wen Jiu felt dizzy and lightheaded. Looking at his moist lips, she trembled with embarrassment and whispered, "No."
He laughed, propped himself up, and kissed her lips.
At first, everything was lukewarm, so lukewarm that she felt like she was drowning in his tenderness.
But at one point, I experienced excruciating pain.
Wen Jiu started crying and called out to Zhou Yanchuan in fear.
She couldn't help but wonder, does liking someone mean experiencing all these feelings?
Sweet, indulgent love, yet excruciating, unforgettable pain.
Zhou Yanchuan stopped silently, raised his hand to pat the girl's head, and then leaned down to kiss her lips.
"Okay, stop crying."
*
Outside the window, the wind and rain raged, and the mountain wind, carrying torrential rain, pounded against the glass, making a dull sound.
The distant mountains and forests were blurred by the raindrops on the window sill.
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the person sobbing softly in his arms and whispered, "Can I carry you to take a bath?"
The girl shook her head and kissed him, saying, "Zhou Yanchuan, I'm not in pain anymore."
His eyes showed pity: "Aren't you stupid?"
"It really doesn't hurt anymore."
He gently kissed her forehead: "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, but it's too late today, why don't you get some rest?"
"I……"
"Xiao Jiu, we still have plenty of time, let's take it slow."
Should we take it slow?
Wen Jiu was lost in thought, but tears still streamed down her face.
Just as Zhou Yanchuan was about to bend down and pick her up from the bed, the girl kissed him deeply on the lips.
Accompanied by bitter tears, he didn't know how much force she had used; her entire mouth was numb.
This time, they became entangled in the fact that there was a faint light coming from the room.
*
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the girl on the bed with red and swollen eyes, raised his hand to gently stroke her, but before he could touch her, she flinched slightly.
How did they end up bullying people like this?
Seeing her like this, he whispered, "I'll carry you to take a bath."
Only when she heard about taking a bath did the girl agree to let him touch her again.
He bent down, picked her up from the bed, and carried her straight to the bathroom.
I was really tired this time, so I just leaned on him the whole time and let him wash me.
After washing her, Zhou Yanchuan dried her off with a bath towel, then gave her a new nightgown to change into. He dried her hair until it was soft and smooth before carrying her to the second bedroom.
As soon as the girl lay down on the bed, she curled up into his arms and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
Before long, Zhou Yanchuan heard the sound of even, soft breathing.
But looking at her, he couldn't fall asleep.
His emotions were now beyond control; his entire chest was filled with her.
But amidst this overflowing affection, there was a strange sense of unease.
It was a very subtle detail, yet he couldn't ignore it.
Her reactions these past few days have been very abnormal.
Zhou Yanchuan kept replaying everything that had happened during this period in his mind, afraid that he might miss some details.
He quietly got out of bed and dialed a phone number.
*
It rained all night and finally stopped at dawn, but the mountains and forests were still shrouded in a misty gray.
Li Yue pushed open the door to the room and, through the bedroom glass, saw the distant mountain scenery shrouded in mist, as well as the girl in the hot spring pool in front of the mountain scenery.
She was lying on the edge of the pool, her waist-length hair gathered to one side, quietly looking into the distance.
The lamplight cast a soft arc across her bare back, and her entire body appeared almost transparent white in the mist.
Her beautiful shoulder line tapered naturally down her neck, and there were a few bruises below her slender, fair waist.
Li Yue's heart trembled at the beauty of the girl in front of her, a beauty that was sickly frail yet pure.
"Xiaojiu."
A sound came from behind, and Wen Jiu snapped out of her reverie and turned her head to look.
"Yueyue?"
Li Yue walked over and sat down on a recliner nearby: "Why did you suddenly decide to soak in the hot spring?"
"Zhou Yanchuan said I was too weak and suggested I take a medicinal bath."
Wen Jiu wanted to get a bathrobe to put on, but the girl stopped her and asked in a low voice, "Did you two do 'that' last night?"
She paused, a slight blush creeping across her face, but remained composed: "How did you figure that out?"
"You feel different."
A hint of confusion appeared in Wen Jiu's eyes: "Feelings?"
Her pure and innocent appearance was enhanced by a touch of charming naivety.
"Is anything bothering you?" Li Yue asked, looking at the marks with some concern.
Wen Jiu shook her head.
She drifted off into thought for a while for no apparent reason.
Just then, the person next to her suddenly asked, "Honey, since you've decided to break up with him, why are you still..."
She understood the girl's unspoken words and said softly, "That's why it's like this, because we're about to break up."
"What?"
"Now I have all of Zhou Yanchuan."
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