Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 112 - 114: Forced Cohabitation (Fifty-Seven)

Her hand unintentionally slid to the man’s waist, her fingers brushed over the rough, uneven patch of skin there, and for some unknown reason, her heart skipped a beat.

Her hands, almost involuntarily, lingered there, her palms gently caressing the area.

The movement was unconsciously tender.

The man’s entire body stiffened, and then the rhythm of his frenzied kisses also grew gentler with the touch of Ji Anning’s soft little hands.

His kisses slowly moved to Ji Anning’s lips, nibbling and licking.

So light, so soft, so warm.

The tenderness provoked an illusion in Ji Anning’s mind. She closed her eyes, her hands on the man’s waist slowly moved up, hooking around his neck.

She reciprocated his suddenly gentle kisses, with the image of that proud youth in her mind. He smiled faintly in the sunlight, with a touch of devilish charm, a glance that dazzled for a lifetime.

Her arms wrapped tighter and tighter, passionately, crazily, responding to the man on top of her.

Just letting herself go, sinking down.

That feeling, it would be fine never to wake from it.

...

Drenched in sweat.

Their bodies were tightly pressed together, each able to clearly feel the other’s heartbeat.

A perfect union, not just for her, for him as well, lost in the fantasy that in her heart, the person she held at this moment was him. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

For a long time, so long that Ji Anning was nearly asleep, the man’s body suddenly withdrew. Ji Anning felt as if her heart had been emptied as well, and she instinctively pulled the man back to her, "Little..."

She opened her mouth, uttered softly, her mind suddenly cleared, and she quickly let go of her hold, pressing her lips together with a self-mocking smile.

Suddenly, the space next to her dipped down again; he lay back down.

Ji Anning defensively shifted to the other side, but the man’s arm stretched over from behind her, possessively pulling her back into his embrace.

Yet the breath on the nape of her neck was gentle.

For a long time, there were no further movements, just him holding her quietly and still.

Ji Anning gradually let go of her guard, rested her cheek on the back of her hand, and now she had the chance to take off the blindfold covering her eyes, but she didn’t want to anymore.

Because in the darkness, she could fantasize, deceive herself, be limitless...

Suddenly, the man’s other hand from behind her lifted off her blindfold, yet everything before her remained dark. Ji Anning was taken aback, wanted to turn her head, but before she moved, her head was secured in place by the man.

With two fingers, he traced from one eye to the other, wiping the tears from her eyelashes.

This gentle gesture, he performed it skillfully.

Ji Anning’s heartstrings trembled uncontrollably. She paused, then asked softly, "Are you thinking of the person you love?"

She didn’t turn her head, because she knew it wouldn’t succeed.

She didn’t wait for the reply either, because she knew it would not come.

"So am I."

Letting out a light sigh, Ji Anning closed her eyes, her mouth twisted in a bitter curve.

...

She slept until daylight again, and when she received a call from Ji Jingfeng, she wasn’t surprised or panicky.

Only when she saw the time did she panic—today was the day her mother was leaving for Garden Island.

Ji Anning hastily threw off the covers and got out of bed, not even having time for a shower, swiftly changed into her clothes, and hurried out of the room.

As the last two times, Ji Jingfeng was sitting in the hotel reception area, smoking a cigarette, looking quite morose.

She jogged over, "Jingfeng, let’s go."