He then rubbed his face against hers.
Shen Zhiyi smiled and dodged away.
"Jiang Jinwang, your beard is so prickly."
Did you not shave today?
"Hmm." Jiang Jinwang released her and saw that her delicate chin had been rubbed red by his short, stubble beard. He reached out apologetically and gently massaged the mark.
"I was in a rush to leave this morning and didn't have time."
Does it hurt?
He stayed up all night.
After experiencing another emotional rollercoaster and a long flight.
I am indeed a bit tired right now.
Looking at the faint dark circles under his eyes, Shen Zhiyi felt a surge of tenderness in her heart.
She shook her head.
"It doesn't hurt."
She turned around, cupped his face in her hands, and said, "Let me shave you."
"After you shave, go take a nap."
Jiang Jinwang paused, then pressed down on the back of her hand, his eyes resolute.
"I won't sleep."
Shen Zhiyi sighed, "Didn't you say you'd listen to me? I told you to go to sleep."
She leaned over and kissed him on the chin.
"Be good, I'll sleep with you."
Soft lips touched his sharp weariness.
Jiang Jinwang felt as if he were being electrocuted.
Frozen in place.
He stared at her lips, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Above that, I could clearly see my own churning desires.
A den of evil.
His source.
"good."
His eyes and voice both darkened.
He couldn't help but follow her, letting her lead him into the house.
Her soft little hands only grasped a few of his fingers.
But it was like an invisible, enormous chain, holding his entire life in her hands.
He watched himself fall.
As long as it's her.
He was happy to fall into it.
...
Shen Zhiyi was held by him and sat on the sink.
Legs spread apart.
She was forced to wrap her arms around his waist.
Jiang Jinwang placed his hands on either side of her thighs and leaned closer.
It looked like he was going to pin her down on the table and forcefully kiss her to take what he wanted...
Shen Zhiyi's face flushed.
"Why are you in this position..." She felt his hot breath, so close, making her feel restless and distracted.
She lowered her gaze.
She didn't even dare to meet his gaze.
"How can you shave me if I don't get closer?"
Jiang Jinwang spoke in a low, hoarse voice, his words resounding.
Shen Zhiyi let out a soft breath, squeezed out the shaving foam from her hand, and carefully applied it to his chin.
His jaw is square.
Every turn in the lines is sharp and angular.
Nasal bone, brow peak.
Everywhere it reveals a sharp, incisive spirit.
But when I looked into her eyes, they were filled with tender, loving light.
Just one glance.
It will cause people to drown in it, unable to extricate themselves.
Shen Zhiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly.
With a flushed face, she focused intently on her hands.
Jiang Jinwang stared intently at her.
Soft, boneless little hands and abundant foam both roamed over his hard, sharp hands.
His whole body was burning hot.
A fierce, dark fire ignited within his cold gaze, burning fiercely in the silent stillness.
Burning above his soul.
I want her.
These three words were like the most alluring hook, making him rub his fingertips, his large hands involuntarily climbing up her legs and waist.
But his patience forced it to stop.
Finally, he simply gripped her waist tighter and closed his eyes, panting.
Shen Zhiyi trembled slightly.
"Jiang Jinwang...stop fooling around."
She felt dizzy and feverish, gripping the razor tightly in her hand.
Force your attention away from those large hands that are moving and pressing deeply on your lower back.
Place it on the beard under that pile of foam.
What if I scratch you?
Jiang Jinwang held her hand and pulled her a little closer to him.
Stop moving around.
"good."
"I won't move." He wrapped his arms around her waist and brought his face to her hands. "Shave it."
In the extremely intimate position, Shen Zhiyi found a little space, tilted her head slightly, and carefully shaved his beard.
The cold razor scraped through the foam.
Take away the bluish stubble underneath.
A strikingly handsome face gradually revealed its true appearance.
Even his fatigue couldn't hide his handsomeness.
Shen Zhiyi's heart was overflowing with joy.
She turned to the side, wrung out a towel on the table, and carefully wiped his chin clean.
Okay.
"Wash yourself again."
She threw the tools on the table, grabbed his shoulder, and was about to jump off the table.
Jiang Jinwang picked her up and stood up.
Shen Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise and hooked her arm around his waist.
She even wrapped her arms around his neck.
The panic of being suspended in mid-air made her cling to him like a koala, but the overly intimate contact made her feel embarrassed as she leaned on his shoulder.
His face was filled with shame and anger.
"What are you doing...?"
She gave him a light tap on the shoulder.
"Put me down quickly."
Jiang Jinwang seemed not to hear her at all, and carried her into the house.
"I'll carry you over."
"Go to bed and wait for me."
Shen Zhiyi knew he didn't mean anything by it.
But because of his words, she couldn't help but blush.
She remained silent.
Like a quail, she let him embrace her, and he strode to the bedside and gently placed her on it.
He squatted down in front of her.
He gazed at her silently with a look that could melt her heart.
It took several seconds.
Shen Zhiyi's heart pounded, she lowered her gaze and pushed him away.
"Go wash up quickly."
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