Nian Ueno

She didn't know how long she had been lying there, but the sound of his even breathing brought her back to her senses.

Jiang Weixi suddenly sat up in bed, pressed her fingers to her lips, and gently caressed them.

"Hiss~"

I can tell it's swollen without even looking in a mirror.

She lowered her hand and looked at the man who was fast asleep with his eyes closed. Her gaze traced his handsome features, and her heart pounded wildly.

Jiang Weixi extended her index finger and lightly touched the tip of his nose. Her finger traced the bridge of his nose, his brow bone, and his forehead, gently brushing away the hair that was stuck to his temples.

He frowned, his forehead itchy, and with a wave of his hand, he took Jiang Weixi's hand and placed it next to his face, preventing her from causing trouble for him.

Jiang Weixi stared blankly at their clasped hands.

Ji Dongxun had large hands with slender, beautiful, bamboo-like fingers, thin wrists, and prominent veins on the back of his hands.

She gently pinched each of his fingers, touched his prominent veins, and her eyes flickered slightly.

These hands... um... really do look a lot like Mr. Liu Liu's.

So, is it really him?

Jiang Weixi's gaze moved up to his face, and for the first time, she looked at him so boldly and directly for more than ten seconds.

His eyes were closed, he was not aggressive, his long, straight eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, and his cheeks were flushed from drunkenness.

She gives off an exceptionally well-behaved vibe.

The word "well-behaved" is completely incompatible with his aloof and serious demeanor during the day.

The contrast made her heart race.

Ji Dongxun released her hand, turned over and continued to sleep, unaware of what he had done.

Jiang Weixi gazed at him, her eyes gradually growing more intense, a small flame rising in her heart, stirring with a restless urge to do something.

She hooked her fingertips around his collarbone and slid them down his collarbone...

Her phone, which was in the side pocket of her pajamas, suddenly vibrated.

She took it out and saw that it was a harassing call, so she hung up.

The romantic thoughts that had just arisen were interrupted.

Jiang Weixi thought it over and over, but in the end she got up and left his bed, not taking advantage of him.

Because she remembered the blatant disgust and indifference in his eyes every time she touched him.

Most importantly, the agreement states that it is forbidden to...

Jiang Weixi was unsure how he would treat her tomorrow if she did something to him tonight.

What if I get so angry that I want to divorce her and then make her pay me money?

Jiang Weixi still didn't dare to take the risk; becoming his wife required an immense amount of luck.

As long as she's in that position, she'll always be able to get closer to him than anyone else.

Therefore, she couldn't be impatient; she had to slowly win his heart.

Jiang Weixi helped him take off his outermost clothes and shoes so that he could sleep more comfortably, then turned off the light and left.

The night was quiet.

a whole night.

Ji Dongxun slept soundly, without dreams, until dawn.

Jiang Weixi tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

She kept replaying that kiss in her mind, pondering the sensation, and the image of him kissing her uncontrollably surfaced in her head.

His scent, his body, his weight...

Everything was so clear.

Ah ah ah ah ah……

Jiang Weixi covered her face, buried herself in the soft blankets, covered her mouth, and screamed softly.

Did they just kiss like that?

Jiang Weixi touched her lips, feeling a mix of excitement and regret after her initial excitement.

He wasn't kissing her while he was sober; the kiss wasn't out of affection, but simply because his mind wasn't clear. Perhaps when he woke up tomorrow, he wouldn't remember anything.

Even so, thinking about it still makes her heart race.

That night, her mind was in turmoil, and she tossed and turned countless times before finally falling asleep.

The next morning.

The dawn light illuminated the sky.

Ji Dongxun opened his eyes, his head aching from the hangover. He sat up, looked around, and could only remember that Xiao Zhou had brought him here last night, after which he had no memory of anything else.

He glanced down and saw that his upper body was naked and he was wearing underwear on his lower body.

In the past, he would just go to sleep after getting drunk and would never take off his clothes himself.

So who took off his clothes?

Could it be her?

There should be no one else in this room.

Ji Dongxun went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed his clothes, and then opened the door.

Jiang Weixi was having breakfast in the living room when she heard a noise at the door and immediately looked up.

After meeting his cold eyes, she hurriedly looked away, looking like a guilty thief.

She lowered her eyelids, poked at the porridge in her bowl with a spoon, and ate her breakfast absentmindedly, occasionally peeking at him with her eyelids raised.

Morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the living room, while outside, the branches stood bare and desolate.

Jiang Weixi rolled her eyes, walked to the kitchen and brought out a breakfast, raising her voice to invite him to come and have breakfast: "Mr. Ji, why don't you come and have some with us?"

Ji Dongxun glanced at his watch; it was just seven o'clock, so he had plenty of time and started walking over.

He sat down opposite Jiang Weixi and glanced at the food on his plate.

There were several ham sandwiches on the plate, and a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

He picked up a sandwich, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it in a few bites.

Jiang Weixi had already finished eating, and she rested her chin on her hands, quietly watching him eat.

Ji Dongxun asked, "Did you do this?"

"Mmm, is it good?"

"not bad."

He took another bite of the preserved egg and lean pork congee.

Jiang Weixi blinked: "How is it? Is it good?"

"Mmm. It's delicious."

When she received the praise, her eyes crinkled with laughter, her bright eyes radiating happiness.

After Ji Dongxun finished his porridge, a grain of rice remained on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Weixi pulled out a tissue and handed it to him, pointing to her mouth and indicating that he should wipe it.

Her gaze swept over his thin lips, and she couldn't help but blush again.

Ji Dongxun suddenly brought up what happened last night.

"Did Xiao Zhou bring me home yesterday?"

Jiang Weixi was taken aback: "Huh? I didn't know."

When she saw him, he was already standing in the room.

Ji Dongxun was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Who took off my clothes?"

Jiang Weixi lowered her eyes, her expression slightly shy: "It's me."

Ji Dongxun moved his fingers, picked up another sandwich, and ate while looking at her: "Was I drunk last night...?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Weixi understood what was going on.

It seems he was really drunk last night and doesn't remember anything that happened.

That being the case...

She quickly waved her hand: "No, no, you came back and just collapsed onto the bed to sleep. You didn't say anything or do anything."

Jiang Weixi subconsciously licked her lips. When she looked in the mirror this morning, they were still a little swollen.

She didn't tell Ji Dongxun the truth; she didn't want to. Since he didn't remember anything, she would pretend it never happened.

Actually, she was just being cowardly. She didn't want to see his reaction after he found out about it; she was afraid she would be disappointed, hurt, and sad.

That kiss last night was a secret that belonged only to her.

That was a kiss that belonged only to her.

Jiang Weixi's eyes darted away too obviously.

Based on micro-expression psychology, Ji Dongxun believed she was lying, so he asked again, "Really?"

"Mmm." She nodded vigorously, her big eyes full of innocence.

To prove she wasn't guilty, Jiang Weixi forced herself to remain calm and looked him straight in the eye.

Ji Dongxun stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away without asking anything more.

Jiang Weixi breathed a slight sigh of relief.