Xu Ruantang was burned by his gaze and tilted her head back.
"Chen Ji, my hand hurts."
If hard methods don't work, try soft ones; the key is to use a combination of both.
She put on a pitiful look, thinking about the saddest thing in her life, and tried to squeeze out a few tears, but she had no acting skills at all.
Those once clear and bright eyes were now covered with a thin layer of shimmering light.
Chen Ji's heart softened as expected, and he released his large hand from her wrist behind her back.
Just as Xu Ruantang was about to escape, her waist tightened.
Chen Ji held her waist with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other, showering her with delicate kisses.
Xu Ruantang was feeling dizzy and suddenly remembered the time in the hospital when she had foolishly kissed Chen Ji, only to be killed by him instead.
At that time, Chen Ji was obviously inexperienced, but in just a few months, he had become so self-taught that she couldn't keep up.
As expected, a top student excels in everything; highly intelligent people are not someone she can compete with.
Xu Ruantang placed her hands on Chen Ji's chest, and could feel his rapid heartbeat even through his clothes.
She frowned. Was Chen Ji's heart racing?
So this is what it feels like to be moved.
His heartbeat was so strong that it was impossible to ignore.
Xu Ruantang almost cried out when she felt a sharp pain on her lip. She glared at Chen Ji.
Chen Ji briefly stepped back, his handsome eyebrows furrowing as he looked into her cat-like eyes.
When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "You can get distracted even like this?"
Xu Ruantang subconsciously said, "I'm sorry."
Chen Ji: "......"
No one moved while maintaining that posture. Chen Ji leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and tried to regulate his breathing.
Xu Ruantang rarely had the opportunity to observe Chen Ji up close. When he closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes cast shadows under his eyelids, his thin lips were pursed, and his well-defined face did not look dead even from a deathly angle.
On the contrary, it makes the already handsome nose look even better.
Perhaps it's true that ghosts can become real if you keep talking about them, because once again, Xu Ruantang, as if possessed, reached out and pinched his nose.
He quickly slid down and used his thumb to trace the shape of his lips.
Chen Ji's breathing, which had just calmed down, suddenly became heavy, and his Adam's apple tightened slightly.
When I opened my eyes again, it was as if there was a ferocious beast in them that I couldn't contain.
"Wife, you provoked me first."
Chen Ji grabbed her waist, lifted her up from the sofa, and then carried her upstairs.
Xu Ruantang couldn't say a word because Chen Ji didn't give her a chance to open her mouth at all; she was lucky to even be able to breathe.
Chen Ji's arm strength is truly impressive. He carried her upstairs with ease, without even looking at the steps.
He could even free up one hand to unbutton his top button.
However, even though the staircase wasn't very long to begin with, they walked and stopped frequently, and it took them a long time to climb it.
Xu Ruantang was almost out of breath, and her already limited rationality had vanished, completely extinguished by Chen Ji.
Once inside the room, Xu Ruantang was placed on the bed. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and was almost blinded by the direct light.
The next second, Chen Ji blocked all the light and pressed down.
Along with the light, her breath, which had just been revived, was also obscured.
Chen Ji was probably really drunk. Even in the most intense moments of the past, he would never have acted like this, giving Xu Ruantang no chance to catch her breath.
A fierce, possessive, and intense kiss rained down upon them.
Xu Ruantang pushed his chest, but her hand was grabbed and pulled down.
Even with her thick skin, she lacked practical experience, and her face and neck instantly burned.
Xu Ruantang turned her head, trying to break free from his hand, but he pulled her to his abs.
The distinct, layered texture spread across my palm.
Chen Ji looked at her flushed cheeks and his eyes darkened. "I'll give you five seconds. If you don't want to, you can push me away."
Even though she had been drinking and was already tense, Chen Ji still gave her plenty of options.
Xu Ruantang felt as if she were walking on clouds, the sensation in her hands was so clear, she couldn't bear to let go.
Another rumbling sound came from outside the window, the wind howled through the window, and then a torrential downpour began.
Summer weather is unpredictable, with thunderstorms coming unexpectedly.
The rain can soak you through in an instant, and the enthusiasm is so overwhelming that it's impossible to resist.
Leaves blown by the wind float in the air, dancing in the breeze.
Soon they were soaked by the heavy rain and shivered in the mud.
The heavy rain lasted for a very long time, so long that people thought it would never stop.
The atmosphere was unusually intense, both indoors and outdoors.
When she was exhausted, tears welled up in Xu Ruantang's eyes, like raindrops falling on Chen Ji's heart.
The leaves thought that by shrinking and being weak, they could arouse the pity of the rainstorm, and so did Xu Ruantang.
But she was wrong.
The more she acted like this, the more Chen Ji wanted to make her cry.
He saw her cry, but she only cried in front of him.
But when she actually cried, Chen Ji felt sorry for her and couldn't bear to see her like that.
So he coaxed her gently while simultaneously bullying her cruelly.
Before tonight, Chen Ji himself had no idea that he could be so evil.
He would force her to open her eyes and look at him, consciously sinking into depravity.
He would kiss her soft, tender lips again and again.
He would ask her repeatedly if she liked it. If she didn't, he could try a different approach.
I would want to hug her constantly, to melt into each other's bodies, to touch each other as if into the very marrow of my bones.
He was completely and utterly captivated.
Chen Ji thought that if she still wanted to leave, he couldn't let her go.
All those words he used to say about letting her go free and fly high have now become knives stabbing into his heart.
He can't do without Xu Ruantang.
Fearing he might frighten her, Chen Ji barely managed to let her go after much effort.
The leaves were about to melt into the soil, unable to withstand such a fierce wind and rain, and thought they might as well just fall to the ground and be crushed into dust.
Fortunately, in the latter half of the night, the storm finally spared the innocent leaves, hiding in the clouds to temporarily avoid its brunt.
In her dazed state, Xu Ruantang only remembered that Chen Ji carried her downstairs, and after taking a shower, he carried her back upstairs.
She was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open. Although Chen Jiwei was as good as she seemed, it couldn't stop her from being tired.
Chen Ji held her close, seemingly wide awake.
If you asked him to do some training around this time, he could probably run 20 kilometers without even breaking a sweat.
He would kiss Xu Ruantang's forehead, then grab her hand and insist on interlocking their fingers, then pinch her arm.
He can do his thing, Xu Ruantang can sleep her own way, and even if you throw her onto the big stage now, she can still fall fast asleep.
I slept without any dreams.
Xu Ruantang opened her eyes again, picked up the ladies' watch on the table and looked at it; it was almost midnight.
When she put her watch down, she noticed she had a ring on her finger.
It was the same handmade ring she designed on her easel, exactly the same.
Xu Ruantang sat up, vaguely recalling what Chen Ji had whispered in her ear yesterday: "Wife, the army doesn't allow rings, so please keep mine for me for now."
She touched her chest and saw a men's ring on her gold necklace.
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