Returning - Chapter 89
Chapter 89: Spring Desire
Opening his eyes to an unfamiliar room, Ji Sui sat frozen on the bed for a few seconds before his mind caught up. This appeared to be Zhao Yu's apartment.
He'd had quite a bit to drink yesterday, but not so much that he couldn't remember anything. He vaguely recalled talking with Zhao Yu for a long time, then embracing on the sofa, and after that…
Rubbing his still-throbbing temples, Ji Sui abruptly sprang up from the bed. He glanced down at his fully intact clothes and hurriedly got out of bed and left the room.
He was certain he hadn't done anything as outrageous as taking advantage of her while drunk, but he also remembered that her place only had one bedroom. Now that she'd given him her room to sleep in, where was she sleeping?
Sure enough, the moment he pushed the door open, he spotted Zhao Yu on the sofa.
The sofa wasn't large, hardly a suitable place to sleep at all, and she was only covered with a very thin blanket, without even the heating on.
Ji Sui immediately returned to the room to fetch the comforter, draping it gently over her, but the movement still woke her.
Zhao Yu looked at him through drowsy, half-open eyes. "Awake?"
Ji Sui smiled. "Sorry, I woke you."
Zhao Yu slowly sat up. "Do you want some water? Is your head still hurting? Last night you mentioned you had a headache. I wanted to go buy you medicine, but you wouldn't let me."
"I'm fine."
Spring had already arrived, the weather not so cold anymore. She was wearing only a thin nightgown, and as she sat up, the blanket slid down, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin at her collar, accompanied by a faintly visible cleavage. Moreover, she clearly wasn't wearing a bra—the two protruding points on her chest were distinctly visible.
Ji Sui stared blankly for a moment, then immediately averted his gaze, saying awkwardly, "It's still early. Do you want to sleep a bit more?"
"No need." Zhao Yu had also realized her spring scenery was exposed and quickly pulled the blanket around herself, hurrying flustered toward the bedroom. "Um… you go wash up first. There are new towels and toothbrushes in the cabinet."
Ji Sui forcefully suppressed certain inappropriate thoughts that shouldn't have arisen and walked awkwardly into the bathroom. By the time he came back out, Zhao Yu had already changed clothes and was making breakfast in the kitchen.
Ji Sui had taken out ingredients to steam some bread and ground soy milk, planning to just fry two eggs to go with it. But Zhao Yu, after her own wash-up, pulled a bag of dried noodles from the cabinet and also took vegetables from the fridge: "Let's also make a bowl of hot noodle soup. You need something to ease the hangover and soothe your stomach."
Ji Sui gazed at her steadily, his eyes growing heated before he even noticed.
She didn't notice, continuing with a smile, "You should really drink less next time. Alcohol is too damaging to the body, and the harm is hard to recover from once done. I originally wanted to make millet porridge and skip the bread, but we're out of millet. In a bit, I'll go to the supermarket…"
She reached out to turn on the faucet to wash the vegetables, but he grasped her hand tightly.
Her unfinished words caught in her throat, and Zhao Yu looked up at him, puzzled.
He continued staring directly into her eyes, his palm slowly sliding from the back of her hand to her palm, prying her fingers apart to intertwine with his own.
Zhao Yu bit her lip and softly whispered his name: "Ji Sui…"
He gripped her hand even tighter, wrapped his other arm around her waist, and slowly lowered his head, pressing his lips against hers bit by bit.
Zhao Yu didn't avoid him. Just like last time, she allowed him to kiss her, but this time her body was no longer stiff. She even tentatively placed her other hand on his back.
Encouraged, Ji Sui parted his mouth to nuzzle against her lips, then gently captured them, sucking cautiously.
Sensing the clumsiness of his movements, Zhao Yu took the initiative to extend the tip of her tongue, licking his lips, prying open the seam of his teeth to entwine with his tongue, guiding him in circling pushes and rhythmic movements.
Ji Sui learned quickly. It wasn't long before he turned the technique back on her, eagerly plunging his tongue into her mouth, stirring and chasing with practiced precision.
The intimate tangling of lips and tongues made both their heartbeats quicken, their breathing deepen. As their bodies grew increasingly heated, Ji Sui's palm couldn't help but caress her waist, while his other hand remained tightly clasped with hers.
Her waist was so slender, so soft. Even through a layer of fabric, the distinct tactile sensation was captivating.
The numbing, tingling sensation transmitted from his lips and tongue made him lose control. His palm also began to explore unsatisfied, slipping beneath the hem of her top, covering that layer of smooth, tender skin without any barrier.
Zhao Yu trembled slightly, frightening Ji Sui so much that he immediately froze, not daring to move. To convey her willingness, she could only imitate his actions, moving her hand to gently stroke his back, then slowly sliding down to his waist, reaching under his clothes to knead his firm muscles stroke by stroke.
Ji Sui's body instantly stiffened. She could even feel the sudden violent rise and fall of his chest. She hadn't expected that even this level of contact would make him unable to take it.
She intensified her actions, sliding her hand upward from his waist, caressing and kneading his burning chest, occasionally brushing against his nipples, which made him tremble even more intensely.
The fire burning inside him raged fiercely, and his groin was already tight and swollen. Ji Sui reluctantly released her lips and gazed at her wordlessly as they panted softly.
Knowing he was asking for her consent, Zhao Yu shyly lowered her head and whispered, "Let's go to the bed."
Desire in his eyes impossible to hide, Ji Sui scooped her up in one motion and headed for the bedroom. The moment he laid her on the bed, his tall frame pressed over her.
Meeting his gaze, Zhao Yu was gasping just as heavily, her eyes filled with irrepressible lust.
Ji Sui licked his dry lips and pressed against her again, sucking and licking her lips forcefully, plunging into her mouth to swirl around her tongue without pause.
She was wearing loose loungewear, the top designed with a zipper. His fingertips merely pinched the zipper tab and pulled down, and two full breasts wrapped in a lace bra were completely exposed to the air.
To seduce him, she had deliberately worn her skimpiest set of lingerie. The upper half of her breasts was completely bare, only barely covered below the nipples. Moreover, the lace on the bra was nearly transparent, the two pink buds faintly visible.
Watching this alluring sight, Ji Sui felt his mouth and tongue even drier, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down uncontrollably several times. Both his hands involuntarily reached for her chest, carefully cupping the two mounds of breast flesh.
With just a casual movement of his fingers, the two nipples peeked out from the edge of the bra, standing trembling before his eyes.
Ji Sui let out a rough pant as he covered them with his fingertips. While kneading the breast flesh, he also grazed the two most seductive little points with the pads of his fingers.
The calluses on his hands were thicker than most people's. The somewhat rough sensation made Zhao Yu murmur a low moan. Her chest rose and fell, the breast flesh quivering slightly, and her nipples hardened and swelled almost instantly.
"Mmm…" She twisted her waist, subconsciously rubbing her nipples against his fingers, calling out his name in a delicate, coquettish voice, "Ji Sui…"
The soft, alluring voice struck his heart, making his whole body tingle and numb, hot blood surging upward. A certain dragon of desire between his legs felt like it would burst forth from his body at any moment.
"Mm." He responded hoarsely. His fingertips gathered the flesh of her breasts and kneaded a few times. Then he directly lowered his head to kiss her sexy collarbone, slowly drifting downward to suck on her pale, tender breasts, lick her erect nipples, slide over her slender waist, and finally, as he pulled her pants downward, his lips and tongue fell upon her flat belly.
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