Jiang Jinwang's eyes trembled.
He stared at her in silence for a long time.
Then, he cupped her face and kissed her deeply and tenderly.
He pried open her teeth.
Savor her scent, her fragrance, and the sweet words that flow from her alluring cherry lips, just as you would savor the most precious delicacies in the world.
His eyes were closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
He gave her all his love and affection.
His small gesture...
The most precious and unparalleled little gesture in the world...
He was willing to surrender all his sins and let God punish and interrogate him.
As long as she is still by his side.
As long as she is still willing to love him so unconditionally.
He was willing to give everything.
Even one's own life.
"Ugh... Jiang Jinwang..." Shen Zhiyi gasped for breath, finding a moment of respite in his relentless caress. She gently pushed against his chest, trying to escape the hot, rough tongue that kept entwining around her. "Let... let me go first..."
I had barely caught my breath when it started to entangle me again, smothering all my words.
Shen Zhiyi felt weak all over.
Her fingertips curled up.
She gently nestled into his arms.
She didn't even know when he pinned her down on the sofa.
"Xiaoyi..." Jiang Jinwang kissed the corner of her lips, his thin lips lingering on her chin and neck, "I love you..."
"I miss you too..."
"No, no..." Shen Zhiyi grabbed his hair, her face flushed as she tilted her head back.
"Jiang Jinwang...you still have injuries..."
"The doctor said I can't move around too much..."
“I am the doctor.” He hovered above her, pinching her fingertips and kissing them one by one. “I’m in charge.”
He lowered his gaze and glanced at her.
He did not recover from his illness.
Yet that pale, frail appearance added a touch of aloof, sensual coolness to his striking features.
His face and what he was doing formed a stark contrast.
It made him look incredibly alluring and possessed a captivating charm.
Shen Zhiyi felt her face flush and her heart race as soon as she glanced at him.
She turned her head away in embarrassment.
I tried to pull my fingertips away, but instead they licked and kissed my palm even more excessively.
She lowered her eyelashes, her breathing ragged.
"But……"
"Someone will be here soon..."
Jiang Jinwang stopped moving. "Who?"
Ding-dong—
The doorbell rang.
Shen Zhiyi immediately struggled to get up from the sofa and patted Jiang Jinwang, "Let go quickly... I'll go open the door..."
Jiang Jinwang frowned and released her.
Shen Zhiyi withdrew her finger.
His warmth still seemed to linger in my palm.
She fanned her burning cheeks, straightened her disheveled clothes, and walked to the entrance.
Open the door.
"Why did it take you so long to open the door?" Song Mingzhao walked in from outside, carrying a bag of fruit. "Why are there vegetables all over the floor?"
Shen Zhiyi bent down to pick it up, and said with an embarrassed smile, "I accidentally spilled it just now."
"Alright, alright, I'll do it." Song Mingzhao closed the door, but inadvertently glanced at the sofa and met Jiang Jinwang's gaze. Startled, she jumped back a step.
"Holy crap!"
"The person in a vegetative state has woken up?!"
Shen Zhiyi tapped his head, "Can't you speak properly?"
"He was only in a temporary coma, what do you mean by 'vegetative state' or 'vegetative state'?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, go back to your own home."
Song Mingzhao rubbed his head.
"Who's the older brother between us?"
"You've made me lose face."
Shen Zhiyi: ...
Jiang Jinwang's gaze fell on Song Mingzhao's head, then shifted to Shen Zhiyi's hand, and he lowered his eyes dangerously.
Even if you know they are relatives.
I'm still very unhappy.
Even a careless touch, or a slap, should only land on him...
Five minutes later.
Jiang Jinwang and Song Mingzhao sat facing each other.
They looked at each other in bewilderment.
Shen Zhiyi was in the kitchen, organizing the things she had just bought into the refrigerator. She peeked over and looked at the two people staring at each other not far away, and couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.
Jiang Jinwang was the first to break the silence.
"Want some water?"
He went to get the kettle on the table, and as he picked up the cups, he moved the pair of ceramic cups in front of him, emphasizing in a deliberate way, "Excuse me, these are couple cups."
"It's not for outsiders."
"Use this," he said, taking a clear glass, slowly pouring water into it, and placing it in front of Song Mingzhao. A slight smile played on his lips. "Cousin."
Song Mingzhao's lips twitched.
Why is this person so annoying right after waking up...?
"Ahem." Song Mingzhao coughed lightly, picked up his cup and took a sip. "Now that you're awake, the misunderstanding with Zhiyi should be cleared up, right?"
"Thanks to you," Jiang Jinwang said, raising an eyebrow slightly. "There could have been no misunderstanding."
"Thank you for testing our relationship."
"It almost killed me."
puff--
Song Mingzhao spat out a mouthful of water.
He glared at him. "How can you talk like that?"
"It wasn't me who stabbed you."
He rolled his eyes. "But the person who harmed you is dead now, so it's a case of karma."
"Dead?!" Shen Zhiyi walked over with fruit and exclaimed in surprise.
"Mm." Song Mingzhao nodded.
“I just heard it from my lawyer today.”
"I originally planned to sue her severely and get a harsher sentence from the court."
"I never expected that woman to bring this upon herself, getting into a conflict with someone while still in detention."
"I heard she was very arrogant, fought with others for beds, and even provoked them. One hot-tempered prisoner accidentally killed her."
Shen Zhiyi sat down, somewhat sighing.
"He actually died like that..."
"To die like this is too good for her." Jiang Jinwang lowered his gaze, a chill emanating from his body.
This inexplicable woman almost caused him to be separated from Xiaoyi forever.
It's one thing for him to suffer.
And it even caused Xiaoyi to take care of him for so long.
“We don’t need to worry about her, she’s irrelevant.” Jiang Jinwang reached out and pulled Shen Zhiyi, who was sitting next to him, into his arms, his face filled with unconcealed heartache.
"Now that I'm awake, I'll take care of you from now on."
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Song Mingzhao slammed his hand on the table, unable to bear the sight. "I'm still right here!"
Jiang Jinwang raised his eyes and gave a cold, mocking smile.
"So, is there anything else, cousin?"
"If there's nothing else, please leave." He ignored Song Mingzhao's glare, squeezed Shen Zhiyi's hand, and looked at her with affection. "Xiaoyi and I still have a lot to talk about."
"That's all your fault, you can't listen to it."
Shen Zhiyi: ...
Song Mingzhao:? ? ?
This guy surnamed Jiang doesn't act anymore.
Openly flirting, huh?!
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