This ti, Mi Jing didn’t resist anymore and obediently nodded her head.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lingxing quickly stripped Mi Jing, but he didn’t carry her into the bathtub. Instead, he wet a towel and swiftly wiped her body, then grabbed the bathrobe nearby and wrapped her delicate figure that made his blood pulse.
Throughout the entire process, Shen Lingxing felt both pleasure and self-torture. After finishing, he simply wiped his own body, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, carried Mi Jing out of the bathroom, and placed her on the big bed.
"Lie here obediently, I’m going downstairs to get you a glass of water." After speaking, Shen Lingxing planted a kiss on Mi Jing’s forehead and turned to go downstairs.
A few minutes later, Shen Lingxing ca back upstairs with a glass of water in one hand and two pills in the other. When he reached the bedside and saw that Mi Jing was still awake, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At the mont, Mi Jing was staring at the chandelier on the ceiling with vacant eyes, lost in thought. She was very quiet.
After patiently feeding Mi Jing the sobering dicine, Shen Lingxing climbed into bed, held the unusually quiet Mi Jing, pinched her nose, and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"
He knew she wouldn’t be able to answer him clearly, but he couldn’t help but ask.
As expected, Mi Jing didn’t answer him, she just giggled foolishly, once again stealing his heart.
He was srized!
Shen Lingxing’s affectionate gaze was entirely focused on Mi Jing’s face, and he sincerely exclaid, "Mi Jing, you look really beautiful."
"Idiot!"
Suddenly, Mi Jing chuckled and playfully rebuked.
Shen Lingxing was taken aback for a second, not expecting his complint to be t with the word "idiot." Then, he laughed, thinking to himself, why bother with a drunk woman?
Unexpectedly, Mi Jing added, "Are you trying to suffocate yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Lingxing raised his eyebrows, looking at Mi Jing with surprise. Was she sober? The dicine shouldn’t work that fast?
"Honey, have you been pretending to be drunk? Hm?"
"I wasn’t pretending, you just didn’t notice."
Mi Jing hadn’t drunk that much to begin with, and due to her physical constitution, she usually felt better after an hour or so when she drank too much. Moreover, with Shen Lingxing carrying her around and wiping her body, she had nearly sobered up by the ti they left the bathroom.
"Well then, were you satisfied with my service just now?" Instead of getting angry, Shen Lingxing playfully lifted Mi Jing’s chin and asked with interest.
Mi Jing pretended to be serious for a mont, then reluctantly said, "Just okay, barely passing."
"Is it because I didn’t provide the full service?" Lowering his head, Shen Lingxing pecked Mi Jing’s chin, and his usually gentle smile took on a bit of mischief.
"I have doubts..."
They say alcohol gives people courage. At this mont, Mi Jing’s alcohol had worn off, but she was still in a relaxed state emotionally, so she spoke without much inhibition or concern. She whispered sothing into Shen Lingxing’s ear.
Although she said it casually, only intending it as a joke, Shen Lingxing took her words to heart, raising the corner of his lips in a aningful smile. He then leaned close to Mi Jing’s ear and said mischievously, "Whether there’s a problem or not, you’ll find out in a while."
After that, everything happened naturally. Even though she was a bit shy and he was very excited, for people in love, everything they did together was beautiful. Thus, she willingly transford from a girl into a woman, blooming beautifully just for him.
Mi Jing reached out and embraced him, sinking into the mont with him.
The temperature in the room gradually rose, and even the air beca scorching hot.
No one knew how long it lasted, but the frenzy finally ca to an end. Exhausted, she didn’t want to move an inch. When Shen Lingxing called her, she didn’t respond, thinking only about sleep, sleep, and more sleep!
But Shen Lingxing didn’t let her sleep like that. Instead, he took her to the bathroom, let her soak in the bath, helped her put on her pajamas, and then brought her back to the freshly tidied bed with new sheets.
That night, Shen Lingxing finally felt complete, holding the deeply asleep Mi Jing in his arms, his heart brimming with an unprecedented sense of fulfillnt.
As morning arrived, the always punctual Mi Jing slowly awoke. She looked at the man sleeping next to her, holding her close. His face was a bit blurry. As her mind gradually cleared and she rembered everything from the night before, it all felt like a dream, but it really happened. The soreness in her body confird it.
From the first ti she saw him, she thought he was very handso. Now, as she studied him closely, she felt heaven had truly favored him—his features were delicate, his skin fair, yet he didn’t give off a feminine vibe.
He was so outstanding, and he actually liked her!
To be honest, Mi Jing felt a bit flattered. She had always imagined her future partner to be an ordinary man. Soone with a nine-to-five job, a steady inco, a simple ho, not necessarily wealthy, but at least soone who would treat her well. Then, they would spend the next few decades together, hand in hand, living a simple life.
In fact, life is mostly a collection of ordinary days, with occasional small hardships and little surprises.
And Shen Lingxing was the surprise in Mi Jing’s life.
His arrival brought changes to Mi Jing’s life, and in her view, these were all good changes. They allowed her to gradually adapt to married life and made her look forward to the future.
Whether it’s love or not, having soone who likes her and cherishes her is already a very happy thing.
So just like that, live in the mont, cherish the days with him, and treasure the happiness that belongs to her.
Quietly watching Shen Lingxing for a long ti, Mi Jing suddenly smiled mischievously, reached out her hand, and pinched his nose. Two or three seconds later, Shen Lingxing’s eyebrows furrowed, and then his eyelids twitched. Seeing this, Mi Jing quickly released her hand and pretended to be asleep to avoid getting caught by Shen Lingxing.
But in the next second, her nose was gently pinched in return, followed by a slightly hoarse voice, "Good morning, baby."
Upon hearing this, Mi Jing felt a warmth in her heart. Knowing she couldn’t keep pretending, she smiled and wished him a good morning in return.
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