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"It’s not really painful... but it feels a little hot. Do you have a heat pack on your hand? And, I feel so conflicted."
Ji Xiaoxi leaned halfway in Zhou Wang’s arms, gently twisting her waist, her eyes dazed, as she murmured in a soft voice.
"In what way is it conflicted?"
"It’s just weird. I want you to rub it for me, but I also want you to go away."
Ji Xiaoxi uneasily crossed her fair legs, as if trying to escape, yet also seemed to rub actively against him.
Her hand clutched tightly onto Zhou Wang’s arm, pushing him away but never letting go.
"You tell me, what’s wrong with me?"
Ji Xiaoxi lifted her head, her slightly curled long hair falling away to reveal a delicate face as soft as a goose egg.
Her lips, covered with a naked pink gloss, parted slightly, and her breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, brushed warmly against Zhou Wang’s face.
Her gaze was unfocused, while Zhou Wang’s eyes were fixed intently on those slightly shimmering lips.
Barely ten centimeters apart, close enough to reach by bowing his head.
Zhou Wang’s breathing grew heavy, the last remnants of reason gripping his neck. He was about to turn his head when Ji Xiaoxi seemed to notice something. She shook her head continuously and laughed:
"No, you didn’t brush your teeth..."
Ji Xiaoxi lifted a finger playfully, touching it to Zhou Wang’s mouth.
As she suddenly smiled, her lips parted, revealing pristine, orderly teeth and the vibrant red beneath.
It was like a late autumn flower blooming unexpectedly, swaying and enchanting.
What gentleman could withstand such a test!
The forbidden impulse consumed the remnants of Zhou Wang’s reason. He bit down fiercely.
"Mmph!"
Ji Xiaoxi’s eyes widened instantly, and all sounds were trapped in her throat, turning into meaningless whimpers.
Her body tensed at first, her hand gripping Zhou Wang’s sleeve turned into a small fist, but merely seconds later, when Zhou Wang pried open her tightly closed teeth, her focus faded, her eyes closed slightly, passively sinking into this unprecedented experience.
It was a chaotic interaction, yet so fervent it suffocated.
What made Zhou Wang a bit curious was that Ji Xiaoxi’s body began to tense again, to the point of being rigid, more exaggerated than when he had massaged her earlier.
Already a seasoned veteran, Zhou Wang couldn’t be satisfied with just kissing, so he held Ji Xiaoxi entirely in his arms.
Ji Xiaoxi’s body temperature rose at an astonishing rate, to the point where Zhou Wang felt his hands burning.
The fragmented syllables escaping her lips grew more frequent, with a slightly sharp edge, but all were muffled by Zhou Wang, turning into soft hums in this narrow corridor, devoid of rhythm yet incredibly pleasing.
At a certain moment, when Zhou Wang tightened his grip, Ji Xiaoxi’s spine straightened abruptly. She was like a fish caught on a chopping board, or a bowstring pulled tight, to the point where Zhou Wang felt some concern.
It seemed she might suddenly snap herself in two.
For the first time, their lips separated and, simultaneously, their eyes met.
At this moment of attack in an uncharted territory, Ji Xiaoxi seemed to have finally awakened, realizing the situation she was in.
She looked at Zhou Wang, her eyes filled with panic, resistance, and something else Zhou Wang couldn’t decipher.
Zhou Wang also regained some clarity, guilt finally surged up in his heart. Ji Xiaoxi clearly hadn’t figured out what was happening just now, and how had he become a slave to instinct?
"Sorry, I couldn’t control myself."
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Wang was about to help Ji Xiaoxi stand up, only to find that his hands couldn’t move.
Ji Xiaoxi’s legs exerted force, clamping tightly onto him, even causing him pain.
"Hmm?"
When Zhou Wang looked over in astonishment, Ji Xiaoxi avoided his gaze, her eyes growing increasingly complex, to the point where Zhou Wang couldn’t distinguish what was inside.
The only thing he could barely catch was the trace of timidity hidden beneath Ji Xiaoxi’s daze.
"No, continue."
The barely audible voice drifted from between Ji Xiaoxi’s disheveled lips, and if they weren’t still pressed closely together, Zhou Wang would’ve thought he imagined it.
Zhou Wang’s breath tightened, and then he suddenly stood up, lifting the feather-light Ji Xiaoxi and carried her inside.
——
Moments later, on the bed, Zhou Wang suddenly became aware of a fact.
It seemed Ji Xiaoxi had never before.
Not because he had already crossed the threshold, but from her reactions.
But Ji Xiaoxi’s expression was peculiar, her brows furrowed as if in great pain, yet her mouth was breathing rapidly.
At a certain moment, as Ji Xiaoxi let out a suppressed cry, Zhou Wang was stunned.
Water Magic!
Far more exaggerated than any overseas fantasy movies, Ji Xiaoxi had sealed and cast Water Magic.
Never having seen such a scene, Zhou Wang doubted his eyes, yet he kept watching, afraid to miss a single moment.
When the magic ended, Ji Xiaoxi completely collapsed, while Zhou Wang, shaken to his core, could no longer hold back, regardless of whether Ji Xiaoxi had ever before, he embraced her slender waist, ready to enter the next Chapter.
Ji Xiaoxi did not refuse, or rather she was not yet fully aware, instinctively wrapping her arms around Zhou Wang’s neck.
But just then, with a series of urgent knocks, Chen He’s voice suddenly came through the door seam:
"Xiaoxi, are you alright? Why are you taking so long!"