Subordinate Doting - Chap 170
Ji Tingyu was so angry that he got up so early to go home but still couldn’t avoid it. His face was covered with torn ribbons. Who brought him up here and how could he be so unsophisticated? Just when he was about to curse, a few idiots lifted him up and threw him into the sky.
”Hey! What are you doing! I’m your leader, put him down! Don’t throw him, don’t throw him! He’s still injured!”
They were making a fuss but luckily they knew their limits. They only hit Ji Tingyu a few times, and faced He Zhuo like they were lifting the Princess and the Pea, and carried her back to the Cat Castle quietly.
”One! Two! Three! Enter the bridal chamber!”
The two were thrown onto the sofa and fell together. Rosalind and Meng Fan held their heads one by one and kissed them together.
Kiss and say: “Happily ever after!”
Kiss again and shout: “Forever and ever!”
The last shout: “May you be happily married and grow old together!”
He reached out to He Zhuo: “Boss He! Red envelope!”
He Zhuo was still smiling. He put one hand around Ji Tingyu’s neck and took out two gems from his pocket and gave them to her: “One for each of you.”
Rosalin clasped her fists and bowed: “Now that the money and goods are paid, our boss will give it to you.”
”You still know that I’m your boss! I’m going to beat you to death!” Ji Tingyu was about to lose his temper and picked up the pillow and smashed it.
Rosalin escorted the little brats away and even thoughtfully closed the door for them.
The pillow hit the door, and Ji Tingyu collapsed on the sofa, covering his mouth.
”So this is what it feels like to be kissed on the head. My mouth is swollen.”
He Zhuo stretched out his arm and pulled him over, “Where is it swollen?”
”Here.” She pouted her lips and kissed him on the face, blinking her amber eyes twice: “Is it swollen?”
He Zhuo’s eyes darkened: “We need to check carefully.”
He turned over, pressed the cat down on the sofa, and lifted up one of its legs.
The passion of a lover is a good aphrodisiac, especially for Director Ji who is so easily shy. Before the kiss fell, He Zhuo’s hand reached into his sweater.
”Why are you so proactive?”
Ji Tingyu’s eyes were filled with a passionate look: “I miss you——”
The last word was swallowed up by lips and tongue before it came out. He Zhuo bit his lower lip hard, rubbed it eagerly twice, and then broke into the warm holy land. His flexible tongue moved fiercely and quickly, seeking fragrance and drinking dew, conquering the city.
Before Ji Tingyu could react, his mouth was twisted and his brain was tortured to a blank state.
”Ugh… it’s too heavy…”
He was so dizzy from the kiss that he lost all his body senses. Only his mouth could feel He Zhuo’s heat.
The sweater was pulled off one shoulder with a ripping sound.
Ji Tingyu regained consciousness briefly, humming softly as he tried to pull at the clothes: “Clothes, you just bought them for me yesterday…”
Before she could touch him, He Zhuo grabbed her wrist and pressed it on top of her head.
”Never mind it, take care of me first.”
She leaned over and blocked his lips again, like a wild animal seeking pleasure.
Ji Tingyu subconsciously wanted to hide, but was held on the back of his head.
The mouth was forced open into the most suitable position for bearing.
He Zhuo’s hot and frenzied tongue raged fiercely inside, biting the sweet lips and wishing he could eat them into his stomach.
After finally letting go of those lips, she straightened up, and cast a dark gaze over him for three seconds. Suddenly, she reached out and pulled hard, tearing the sweater into pieces.
The torn raw edge hung diagonally from the left shoulder to the right hip, revealing half of the blushing body, which was worse than not wearing anything.
He Zhuo lowered his head and pinched his chin: “Do you want it?”
The cat pursed his lips and uttered a breath: “Hmm…”
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The whole morning passed like this.
Ji Tingyu collapsed on the sofa, panting and looking at the clock on the wall. Four words floated into his mind at an inopportune time: dissolute and immoral.
”Drink some water.” He Zhuo handed him a glass of honey water.
Ji Tingyu tilted his head, took two sips from the straw, and poured the drink back again.
He Zhuo drank the rest of his drink and sat on the carpet, looking around the castle.
”I thought you were going to smash it.”
”I wanted to smash it, but I couldn’t bear to do it.”
Ji Tingyu propped himself up and rested his head on his back.
”This is the first time someone built a house for me. It was a token of your love. How cruel would I have to be to destroy it all.”
He Zhuo turned around and looked over: “Why don’t you move in?”
”It’s too big. I don’t want to be alone. I want to live with you.”
He Zhuo was obviously stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion and surprise in his eyes.
”How did you become so good?”
”Are you a masochist? Are you not used to me not making trouble for you?”
”Because you would never say those words before.”
His voice was as cold and sexy as ever, but Ji Tingyu could hear a hint of loneliness that he didn’t want to show to others.
The cat sighed, raised his head and said to him solemnly:
”Because I don’t want to love you in a timid way anymore.”
Because I know you really need me to express my love to you.
Only they know how hard it is to earn this life, and that the long moments of love are exchanged for endless suffering.
He wished he could split one minute into eight parts, use seven of them to say “I love you” to He Zhuo, and use the remaining one to kiss and be intimate with each other.
He Zhuo’s lips curved up, and he moved closer very slowly. For the first time in his two lives, he showed his two wolf ears and pressed them against the cat’s ears with innocence.
”Xiao Mi, you make me feel very happy.”
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Not wanting to eat at home at noon, they decided to go to the newly opened salmon taco shop at the foot of the mountain, and then go to the supermarket in the service area to buy some things and come back to buy the castle.
Ji Tingyu’s clothes were torn beyond recognition, so He Zhuo helped him find one of his own white sweaters.
The high collar is a little big for Xiaomao, and it hangs down naturally to cover half of her hips. Ten white and round fingers are revealed under the loose sleeves. When she raises her hand to lift up the long hair that falls around her ears, she has an extremely charming wife-like feeling.
He Zhuo couldn’t help but kiss his ear.
