Shi Su’s ears have always been her sensitive spot; she knew it, and Jing Jihan knew it even better.
But now they were outside, in a tent, recording a show. No matter what, she forcefully held back the instinctual moan, then turned her gaze back to him, lightly pushing him and glaring at him not to bite recklessly.
Jing Jihan whispered into her ear, "I didn’t know before, you’re really quite jealous."
"Sa goes for you," Shi Su retorted defiantly.
The man raised an eyebrow, hugged her with one arm, and casually pushed the styrofoam box filled with ice cubes to the side with the other, holding Shi Su as they lay down directly.
The pillows in the tent were simple too, and just like last night, Shi Su used his arm as a pillow. It was like how they slept at ho, so she wasn’t embarrassed. Besides, whether the caras could capture their figures or not, it wasn’t a live broadcast, so it wouldn’t be shown anyway.
With the ice cubes from the styrofoam box, the air inside the sweltering tent beca as cool and comfortable as last night, the faint cool breeze wafting from the side making the tent’s temperature moderate.
After a full day’s exhaustion, Shi Su was indeed very sleepy, and within two minutes of lying in Jing Jihan’s arms, she was about to fall asleep.
But then she thought of the young girl at the supermarket, and Zhang Kerong, who seed to be eyeing her husband. Instinctively, just as she was about to fall asleep, she unceremoniously lifted her leg to encircle Jing Jihan’s leg, in a posture that clearly said she was holding onto her husband tightly, and no one should think of taking him away.
Jing Jihan didn’t dodge. Yet, when her leg was moving erratically on his, he finally had to raise his hand and press her waist, murmuring in a husky voice, "Be still, don’t move around."
Shi Su’s eyes flew open at the deep huskiness in his voice, and when she saw the profound look in his eyes, she imdiately understood. She quickly withdrew her leg and blushed, giving him a reproachful look for why they were out and he couldn’t resist...
She glared at him, but still tightened her grip on his back, unabashedly showing her possessiveness over this man.
Jing Jihan looked at the little woman in his embrace who wanted to be still but actually wasn’t truly behaving. With a deep sigh, he kissed her forehead, whispering hoarsely, "How many days have we been out?"
"Not many, this is only the second day of filming, today is just the first episode," Shi Su said, raising her head to squint at him, clearly understanding what he ant by that.
In fact, before coming to L City for the show, Jing Jihan had been working overti at the company for several days to free up ti to accompany her here for the reality show. Although he ca ho every day, by the ti he’d bathed and co ho, she and Mianmian were already asleep.
The mother and daughter sotis slept together in the children’s room, which he couldn’t bear to disturb.
That ans the two of them hadn’t shared a bed for almost ten days...
Not to ntion these last two days in a tent, which though seemingly hidden, was actually not entirely private.
Of course, wanting...
How could Shi Su not want it herself?
Her dear husband was right by her side, he had specially freed up ti to accompany her, and Mianmian was with the Jing Family enjoying ti with the grandparents, leaving them in complete seclusion.
This life, without a little one suddenly jumping on the bed to curiously ask why daddy kisses mommy every day... how precious.
But still, they couldn’t do anything.
Truly, it was torturous.
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