YJDNY - 42

His eyelashes brushed against her thin earlobe, his hot breath flared, and his delicate kisses trailed down from behind her ear, tracing a path to her slender neck, leaving a trail of marks.

Xiang Ge lay in the soft sofa, her chest rising and falling gently. One hand was pinned above her head, and the fingers of the hand gripping his back unconsciously tightened little by little.

The living room was silent, making the sound of breathing particularly clear.

The loose collar of her oversized pajamas slipped open, and his thin lips pressed against her collarbone, nibbling. The slight pain brought a wave of tingling numbness, and his large hand around her waist slowly moved downwards.

She was wearing his pajamas, which were already ridiculously large on her. The waistband of the pajama pants hung loosely at the edge of her hip bones. His fingers effortlessly slipped inside, touching the cotton fabric edged with lace. The tip of his middle finger, through the thin layer, pressed against the warm, soft hollow, gently pressing inwards.

Moisture began to seep out, slowly staining his fingertip.

Xiang Ge inhaled sharply, letting out a low moan, unconsciously squeezing her legs together.

His hand rested there, pressed against the softness, tightly held by her legs, burning against her inner thigh.

This person, usually as cool and detached as ink wash, could also have moments of scorching, high heat.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes wide with confusion, searching for his gaze.

Zhou Xingyan unbuttoned her pajama top, one button, two buttons, slowly revealing a large expanse of her creamy white skin.

It seemed she didn’t like wearing anything after showering. The small mounds of flesh on her chest had a gentle curve, not very prominent, slightly raised, soft and tender. The bright little things on top trembled in the cool air, making one unable to resist the urge to take a bite.

Pitiful, trembling, forbiddenly cute.

Cute enough to make one want to swallow them whole.

Cute enough to make one want to commit a crime.

Zhou Xingyan suddenly felt like a beast.

He had the illusion of lusting after a girl who was still growing.

He raised his head and kissed her lips.

His large hand withdrew from her pajama pants, and he lifted his fingers to gather the fabric of her wide-open pajama top. His body collapsed, and he lay on his side on the outside of the sofa, pulling her entirely into his arms.

Xiang Ge struggled slightly.

“Don’t move.”

His arm around her tightened a little, his breath hot and disordered, his voice husky. “Let me hold you for a while.”

Xiang Ge quieted down.

The hot air from his exhalation brushed against her neck. Xiang Ge let him hold her, waiting for his breathing to gradually calm down before speaking, her voice a little hoarse. “You dislike me.”

Zhou Xingyan was stunned, not understanding.

“果然 Xia Xia was right, men all like big breasts.” She said a little aggrievedly.

Zhou Xingyan then realized what she was talking about.

He was speechless, unable to think of how to explain for a moment.

No.

Actually, you look even more exciting like this.

It’s a bit perverted.

Too beastly.

Zhou Xingyan didn’t speak.

As a result of his silence, Xiang Ge felt like she had hit the nail on the head and bit hard into the flesh of his neck.

“Zhou Xingyan, you’re a jerk.” She muttered sullenly.

Zhou Xingyan chuckled, raising his hand to pat her head. “This is a bit fast.”

Her lips were pressed against the artery in his neck, sucking and biting, her mumbled voice drilling into his eardrum. “I don’t think it’s fast at all. I’ve wanted to sleep with you for eight years...”

Zhou Xingyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

The lingering heat surged down again.

Xiang Ge looked at the string of bright red marks on his slender neck and raised her head contentedly.

Before she could open her mouth, Zhou Xingyan suddenly flipped over and stood up, casually stuffing the nearby pillow into her arms, covering the neckline of her pajama top that had slipped open again. He walked towards the bedroom.

Xiang Ge was stunned for a moment, then climbed up, sat on the sofa, rested her chin on the backrest, and looked at his back limply. “You’re just running away like this?”

Zhou Xingyan’s footsteps didn’t stop. “Solving a problem.”

Xiang Ge let out an “ah,” knowingly asking, “What problem?”

The response she got was the sound of the bedroom door slamming shut.

Xiang Ge blinked while sitting on the sofa, slowly rebuttoned her pajama top, put on her slippers, walked to the bedroom door, and pushed it open to enter.

The bedroom was quiet. The bathroom door was closed, and there was no sound inside.

Xiang Ge sat on the edge of the bed, casually picked up a book from his bedside table, and flipped through it randomly.

Most of his books were academic, with many terms that were difficult to pronounce and read, making her eyes strain and feel tired. The hypnotic effect was comparable to the reading comprehension articles and English vocabulary she had looked at when studying for the CET-6 exam in college.

Xiang Ge roughly flipped through all the books on the bedside table. By the time her upper and lower eyelids were starting to fight, there was finally a sound from the bathroom.

The sound of the shower water pattering down was like hypnotizing her nerves. She lifted the quilt, curled up and crawled inside, her eyelids fluttering open and closed.

After a long while, Zhou Xingyan finally came out of the bathroom.

He had changed into another set of clothes. Seeing the person lying on the bed looking at him sleepily, he paused, grabbed the towel on his head, and walked over. “Sleepy?”

Two drops of water from the ends of his hair fell on Xiang Ge’s back. She withdrew her hand into the quilt and mumbled an “hmm.”

Zhou Xingyan leaned down, raised his hand, and pulled the quilt up a bit. “If you’re sleepy, sleep for a while. I’ll call you when dinner is ready.”

She had been eating snacks all afternoon while reading the script, so she wasn’t hungry at all at this time.

But his cooking was delicious, and she wanted to eat a little.

Xiang Ge raised her hand, pulled his finger over, and used a little force to tug him closer.

Zhou Xingyan sat down on the edge of the bed as she pulled him, leaned over, took the hairdryer from the bedside table drawer, plugged it into the nearby socket, and started drying his hair.

The warm air gently swept across Xiang Ge’s cheek and the ends of her hair. She looked at him, her lips moving as if she was whispering something.

The buzzing of the hairdryer filled her ears. Zhou Xingyan didn’t hear clearly, turned off the hairdryer, and turned his head. “What?”

Xiang Ge paused. “I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs.”

Zhou Xingyan unplugged the hairdryer, put it back in the drawer, and said without turning his head, “You look like sweet and sour pork ribs to me.”

“...”

Xiang Ge slept for more than an hour. As soon as she left the bedroom door, the sweet and sour aroma wafted over her.

She washed her face and went into the kitchen. The sweet and sour pork ribs were already out of the pot, placed on a plate on the table, drizzled with sauce, golden and caramelized.

Dinner was still three dishes and a soup. Because she had snacks in the afternoon and her appetite hadn’t fully recovered, Xiang Ge habitually ate until she was half full and put down her chopsticks.

Zhou Xingyan directly took her bowl, added another small half bowl of rice to it, placed it in front of her, and raised his chin. “Eat.”

Thinking about the jelly, chocolate, and potato chips she had eaten in the afternoon, she was even less hungry.

Xiang Ge thought for a moment. “Eating half a meal for dinner is already too much for a model.”

She wasn’t telling the truth; she was the type who never gained weight no matter how much she ate.

Zhou Xingyan put another piece of sweet and sour pork rib into her bowl, his expression unchanged. “I just put away the snacks you left on the carpet.”

Xiang Ge: “...”

A blatant threat.

Xiang Ge picked up the bowl, ate two mouthfuls of rice, and as soon as she put it down, it was filled with vegetables again.

Xiang Ge glared at him, swallowed the food in her mouth, and then spoke. “Are you raising pigs?”

Zhou Xingyan smiled. “Exactly, fatten them up so I can eat them.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Why can’t you eat them if they’re not fat? You just dislike my small breasts.”

Zhou Xingyan casually picked up an empty bowl next to him and ladled soup for her spoonful by spoonful. “I could eat them, but you might not be able to handle it.”

“...”

After finishing the meal, Xiang Ge proactively took on the task of washing the dishes.

After washing the dishes, she also washed the fruit he had bought after getting off work. She soaked the grapes in a basin of water with some flour and salt, then went to wash the strawberries.

It was the month when strawberries began to be harvested in abundance. The bright red fruits were plump and juicy, as if the juice was about to seep through the surface, and the rich strawberry scent tickled one’s tongue.

Xiang Ge washed them and put them in a fruit platter, then washed the grapes and put them in another. She pinched the largest-looking one, put it in her mouth, and carrying a fruit platter in each hand, turned and walked out of the kitchen into the study.

Zhou Xingyan’s study door wasn’t closed, just slightly ajar. Xiang Ge kicked it open and walked in.

She looked around. Zhou Xingyan was standing by the bookshelf, reaching out to take out a book. Hearing her enter, he turned his head.

Xiang Ge held two fruit platters in her hands, a half-eaten strawberry in her mouth. Seeing him, she made two “ooh-ooh” sounds and raised her hand, gesturing for him to take them.

Zhou Xingyan glanced at her, casually put the book in his hand back on the shelf, walked over, leaned down slightly, tilted his head, and bit off the half-eaten strawberry in her mouth.

Xiang Ge subconsciously closed her eyes.

The full juice instantly spilled between their lips, staining them with an alluring color.

Xiang Ge even heard the clear, tiny sound of the fruit flesh fibers being bitten apart.

His lips didn’t leave hers. He continued forward, one hand cupping the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair, his lips pressing against hers.

The strawberry flesh and juice in his mouth, along with the entanglement of their lips and teeth, were passed into her mouth inch by inch, turning into a pulp, rampaging freely in their mouths.

A little light red, transparent juice overflowed from the corner of her lips, staining her fair skin.

Zhou Xingyan’s eyes darkened.

The strawberries in peak season tasted so good that he couldn’t even distinguish whether she or the strawberry was sweeter.

Xiang Ge still held two plates of fruit in her hands. With no place to support herself, she could only let the person in front of her bind her and act wantonly. Her mouth was too full, and she subconsciously swallowed the strawberry in her mouth.

Zhou Xingyan suddenly stiffened, his whole body pausing for a moment, his movements suddenly becoming rough.

He took the two fruit platters from her hands and placed them on the edge of the nearby bookshelf, his tongue twining with hers, his whole aura seeming to want to devour her.

Until Xiang Ge let out a low moan, her finally freed hands began to push him.

Zhou Xingyan released her, his tongue extending to slowly lick away the strawberry juice that had overflowed from the corner of her lips. “What to do.”

Xiang Ge softly raised her eyes, her watery eyes red-rimmed as she looked at him, her gaze a little hazy, her body rising and falling slightly as she breathed in the fresh air deeply.

Zhou Xingyan suddenly raised his hand and covered her eyes with his palm.

His palm was pressed against the skin of her eyelids. In the darkness, his voice was hoarse and husky, mixed with the sound of his close breathing, crashing over her like waves. “The switch won’t turn off.”

“It seems like it’s broken.”