To be honest, if he hadn’t heard Ji Xiaoxi’s inner thoughts, Zhou Wang might have genuinely been dissuaded by her serious demeanor at that moment, but after hearing Endme’s true feelings, Zhou Wang didn’t feel any fear; instead, he... kind of wanted to laugh.
So, did Ji Xiaoxi later have dreams too?
"When you dream of me, what are we doing?"
Curious, Zhou Wang just came out and asked directly.
And this was undoubtedly like a bolt of lightning in Ji Xiaoxi’s heart.
"What... what did you say?"
Ji Xiaoxi suddenly looked up, the panic in her eyes unable to be concealed.
"How could Zhou Wang know that I dreamt, did he guess, or is he just talking nonsense..."
"What did you dream of?"
Zhou Wang gazed at her, his gaze seemed to see right through her soul, making Ji Xiaoxi increasingly flustered.
"You, stop talking nonsense, why would I possibly dream of you?"
But Zhou Wang wasn’t listening to what she was saying, he just focused on the echoes of her heart throughout the compartment.
"Zhou Wang, he hung me from a lamppost, kept kissing me, tearing at me wildly...I’m suffocating, but there’s no way to break free, no, maybe I don’t want to break free!"
"Stop, stop thinking about it, Ji Xiaoxi!"
Zhou Wang listened, somewhat dumbfounded.
He couldn’t help it, softly kissed Ji Xiaoxi’s crystal-clear earlobe.
"You... stop that!"
"Susuch, what a strange feeling!" (Inner voice)
That day Zhou Wang hadn’t really kissed her ears much, or if he had, she didn’t remember, but this time she’d only had a little bit to drink, and the feeling was extraordinarily clear.
Zhou Wang paused, then shifted sideways, moving to her warm cheek.
Ji Xiaoxi slightly shook her head, leaning against the wall, as if she wanted to tense up but kept slipping.
Until Zhou Wang crossed the smooth territory, brushed over her nose, and hovered over her rosy lips.
2.8 centimeters.
With a tilt of the chin, breath was audible.
"No, I can’t!"
Ji Xiaoxi shook her head, her head leaning back, as if trying to evade Zhou Wang.
"Is he going to kiss me again? But he hasn’t brushed his teeth, there’s still the smell of alcohol, it’s too unhygienic..." (Inner voice)
"Mm!"
As Ji Xiaoxi’s thoughts ran wild, Zhou Wang had already fallen heavily down, fiercely, then parted.
"He really kissed me again!" (Inner voice)
"It hurts a bit, but why does it also feel inexplicably satisfying?" (Inner voice)
Then, Zhou Wang’s second kiss landed again, this time very lightly.
"Mm..."
"This feels kind of nice too, soft and gentle, who knew a guy’s lips could be so soft." (Inner voice)
Before Ji Xiaoxi’s thoughts could come back around, Zhou Wang’s storm-like new assault had already descended.
"..."
Ji Xiaoxi’s mind went blank, the mother-and-baby room abruptly quieted down, making Zhou Wang feel a bit unaccustomed for a moment.
Finding himself with a bit of a mischievous impulse, Zhou Wang began changing tactics.
A few minutes later, Ji Xiaoxi’s inner voice echoed once more:
"Why is he different from last time, shouldn’t he be putting his ’tag’ in, why do I crave this, it feels awful!"
Just as Ji Xiaoxi thought this, Zhou Wang suddenly stopped, drew back.
Ji Xiaoxi, not reacting immediately, even subconsciously leaned forward a little, but soon she snapped back to reality, her already rosy face turned even more blisteringly red.
"What am I doing, what was I doing just now..." (Inner voice)
"Zhou Wang, could you... could you back off, can I pretend nothing happened just now..."
Ji Xiaoxi spoke as if pleading, her face filled with resistance.
"Did you notice something?"
Zhou Wang gave her a slight smile.
"What?"
"Throughout the entire process, I never touched you, I never restrained you, which means you could have left at any time, but you didn’t, right?"
Zhou Wang chuckled softly.
Ji Xiaoxi froze for a moment, then started recollecting what had just happened.
"Yes, Zhou Wang wasn’t wrong... it seems like, he indeed never touched me, I was even wondering why his hands were so well-behaved today... so am I really deceiving myself, am I actually... craving him?" (Inner voice)
"Look at me."
Zhou Wang suddenly spoke again, his voice very low, yet it resonated in Ji Xiaoxi’s soul.
Ji Xiaoxi slowly lifted her head, looked at Zhou Wang.
"Kiss me."
Zhou Wang whispered.
"I..."
Ji Xiaoxi’s lips quivered for a moment, shook her head, "No, I don’t want to..."
"Anyway, I’ll kiss you, won’t I? Wouldn’t you like to try the feeling of being the initiator?"
Zhou Wang smiled.
"Why do I think what he’s saying makes so much sense..." (Inner voice)
"Hurry up."
Zhou Wang leaned in a bit closer, almost ready to kiss her, like extending an "exit" for Ji Xiaoxi.
Ji Xiaoxi trembled, yet ultimately shifted forward slightly.
This time she had what she wished for, Zhou Wang, just like that day, unrestrained, then wildly, in her small realm, like a reigning king causing mayhem, rising, then falling.
At a certain moment, Zhou Wang stopped once more, now his hand already resting on the edge of Ji Xiaoxi’s white silk.
"What are these water stains?"
Zhou Wang voiced the question that had always lingered in his mind.
Ji Xiaoxi’s reaction was far more intense than Zhou Wang anticipated; she froze a moment, then suddenly attempted to push Zhou Wang away to escape.
But even if she didn’t answer, her inner voice had already betrayed her:
"How could I forget my pants were just washed and still in the bag, I don’t even have any on right now..."
Zhou Wang paused, then caught her hand, pulled her back again.
"I know."
"What does he know, how could he possibly know!" (Inner voice)
Watching Zhou Wang with the slight curve at the corner of his mouth, Ji Xiaoxi’s mind descended into chaos.
Meanwhile, Zhou Wang’s long restrained hand had already struck, instantly causing Ji Xiaoxi’s pupils to scatter.
"Ah!"
As the familiar sensation returned once more, it was the moistness that woke Ji Xiaoxi several times in the middle of the night, the unspeakable scene she couldn’t bring herself to disclose.
She couldn’t make a sound, but her soul was already screaming.
Zhou Wang took her lips into his, tasting the sweetness in the most brazen manner.
Her buttons flew, her skirt hem drooped, in the small area behind the compartment door, Ji Xiaoxi once again consumed all of Zhou Wang’s attention.
At first, Ji Xiaoxi didn’t want to make a sound, even biting Zhou Wang’s shoulder, but later she found that she didn’t have any strength, unable to restrain herself any longer, she could only start singing.
Confusion and buoyancy coexisted in her mind, her inner voice becoming nothing more than meaningless hums, with only some scattered phrases like "I’m going to die" peppered in.
In between half consciousness and dreaming, Ji Xiaoxi suddenly heard some familiar sounds.
It seemed to come through the walls, possibly from distant horizons, but Ji Xiaoxi felt as if she truly heard Chen He’s voice.
It must be an illusion...
Was her guilt reminding her?
But.
"I truly can’t resist!" (Inner voice)
This time the water magic came quicker and more intense than before; as Ji Xiaoxi slumped over Zhou Wang, Zhou Wang didn’t give her a chance to rest, merely guided her to sit on the toilet.
In Ji Xiaoxi’s blank stare, Zhou Wang began to play with her hair, sweeping her originally smooth wavy long hair behind her ear.
Zhou Wang’s fingers brushed over her lips, still damp and chaotic, lingering on her chin.
"No..."
Ji Xiaoxi didn’t quite understand, but with Zhou Wang’s movement, she instinctively wanted to struggle.
But, it was already too late.
Ding!
[Host completed a hidden round, rewards synchronized, Host acquired: Ji Xiaoxi’s Desire Roulette]
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