Zhou Jingshuo's kisses were detailed and dense, from the earlobe to the chin, and then to the neck, with a faint itch that tended to move downwards.
"Liar!" Yu Huan cursed him with a red face out of shame and anger.
"We are both liars." Zhou Jingshuo said calmly, suddenly stopped and smiled at her, "It's just right for us to be a pair of liars." Just when her reason was about to be overwhelmed by boundless desire, Yu Huan finally realized something was wrong with her body. Her hands, whose fingertips were red from being licked and bitten, grabbed Zhou Jingshuo's collar tightly.
"Did you secretly add something to the water?!"
"Didn't Huanhuan add it herself?" Zhou Jingsuo panted and laughed, his eyes burning like magma.
Yu Huan's clothes were disheveled, but he was unharmed. Yu Huan, with trembling hands, found the medicine bottle that had rolled out from the corner of the sofa.
While being kissed by Zhou Jingshuo, her body trembled slightly as she unscrewed the bottle cap tremblingly and poured out a pill.
Unable to tell the difference with the naked eye, she put the pill on the tip of her tongue and licked it, immediately becoming annoyed—it didn't taste like Vitamin C at all.
Before she could settle the score with Zhou Jingsuo, Zhou Jingsuo kissed her first. With a light twist of his tongue, he hooked the pill out of her mouth and swallowed it himself.
"You've already eaten two slices. If you eat more, I won't be able to handle it." He laughed grimly.
Yu Huan was so angry that she wanted to hit him but she didn't have the strength. Zhou Jingshuo suddenly let go of her and went to look for something under the coffee table. At the same time, he didn't forget to divert Yu Huan's attention, "Take a look at that document."
Yu Huan didn't want to listen to him, but the document was still on the back of the sofa, within reach.
Yu Huan couldn't resist his curiosity and finally picked it up to see what was inside.
When she opened it, she saw blank pages, like some wordless book.
Yu Huan flipped through a few pages in disbelief, but they were all blank.
Zhou Jingshuo had already brought the things over. Seeing her clutching the document in bewildered disbelief, he kissed her forehead and sighed, "Stupid."
The effect of the medicine eventually slowly surged in the body, and the two flames burned into one. In the overwhelming chaotic atmosphere, there was no trace of rationality left, and only panting was heard in the ears.
The rain outside was getting heavier, but it no longer attracted anyone's attention.
It was not until the night was mostly over, the light dimmed, and everything was silent that the sudden rain stopped.
Yu Huan had already fallen asleep.
Zhou Jingshuo gave her a bath and changed her into pajamas. She seemed unconscious and fell into a deep sleep.
Under the slightly open collar, a bit of plum-blossom red is revealed on the collarbone that should be delicate and white. It looks charming and beautiful, but also makes people feel pitiful as if being bullied.
When one is overly satisfied, those bitter, depressed and painful emotions suddenly become like feathers blown away by the wind, light and weightless.
Zhou Jingshuo propped himself up and looked at her, somewhat bewildered.
As if reminding or reminiscing, he said to Yu Huan who had her eyes closed: "I hate you."
Yu Huan didn't even blink, and didn't move. She was asleep and couldn't hear what he said. But Zhou Jingshuo had an inexplicable feeling that even if she was awake, she wouldn't take his words too seriously.
He repeated it again, emphasizing his tone and using a more serious rhetoric, saying in a low voice: "I almost hate you to death."
Hatred that is destined to have no repercussions.
There was too much love and hate between them, but when she lay beside him, his consciousness habitually relaxed and his memory was brought back to his previous life.
The family conditions when he was born were actually quite good, but the lack of love seemed to be hereditary. The real lack of love was not the lack of money.
My grandfather divorced my grandmother in his early years. When he was young, he didn't care much about his children. He only cared about their food and clothing but didn't spend much time with them. So his mother, like my grandfather, ignored the value of her children and used all her energy to pursue love.
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