Chapter Twenty-Two: My Enduring Love

  I really want to feel her body temperature and smell again, unfortunately, this posture doesn't allow it.

  Xia Fei gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, supporting her small head, then adjusted the height of the electric seat, slightly got up, and pulled himself away, letting her lean directly against the seat.

  When he did all this, he was so careful and gentle, a hundred times more than when assembling racing car parts. He carefully watched her reaction, not even daring to breathe loudly, until he saw that she just pouted slightly, without moving her head at all, before he felt relieved.

  To put it nicely, she has a baby-like sleep; to put it badly, she sleeps like a pig.

  Xia Fei Han originally wanted to open the car door and get out, but was afraid of disturbing her. He looked up at the roof of the car, hooked his hands over the edge of the sunroof, and with a bit of effort, his entire body agilely passed through the gap above the lowered seat and landed on the backseat.

  Almost bumped into her.

  Xia Fei Han tidied up her slightly disordered breathing and slowly stretched out her hand.

  When I bumped into her back, I couldn't help but pause. My fingertips seemed to be enchanted, inseparable.

  Then he continued to move forward, embracing her in his arms.

  Sleeping in his arms would be better than sleeping on the chair like this, right? My face isn't that pretty to begin with, what if it gets flattened?

  At that time, I'm afraid it will be just you and me left.

  But why do you like Xia Zhi alone?

  Summer was no longer cold and had doubts in her mind. This time, she didn't escape again.

  It was just because of her unintentional lifesaving action "artificial respiration" that he flew back halfway around the world so uncontrollably. If he still doesn't know that this behavior is called "being jealous", then his emotional intelligence really doesn't match his IQ.

  But what's the use of knowing?

  Make him confess? Roaring loudly "I like you", then roaring even louder in front of him, Xia Zhi Gege I like you?

  Not to mention that he and Xia Zhi are twin brothers, even if the object of her secret crush is someone else, his pride and self-esteem would not allow him to be at the lowest end of this love chain.

  She likes him and should be over the moon with joy, but instead he's trying to get close to her with a hot face and a cold butt, and even if you killed him, he couldn't do something like that.

  The only thing he's really good at is not gentle confession, but hitting her and fighting against her. Even if it's a lifetime of bickering with her like this, it seems pretty interesting too.

  The little cat in his arms washed its face, rubbing it against him, causing Xia Fei Han's body to stiffen again, afraid that she would wake up and see.

  Is this not quite indecent? Xia Fei Han couldn't help but blush. He came with the purest of intentions, but his young body was like a wild horse, once unbridled, it was easy to lose control.

  "Little devil." He muttered under his breath, discontent. If he had a choice, he would not have let himself like this sprout at all? It subverted his aesthetics, lowered his standards, and most importantly, put him in this complicated and intricate relationship.

  Even his clever mind didn't know what to do for the better. He had no choice but to use the most foolish and stupid way, taking it one step at a time, and let time prove it.

  If he continues to guard her like this and doesn't give her any opportunities, will Xia Zhi lose heart?

  Or, he might as well just take her in and bear the consequences of being scolded by her, but given her traditional and conservative nature, she might actually give up on her own accord and focus on cultivating feelings with him instead?

  No way, this is too sudden. What if she doesn't react like that? He didn't want her to regret it, be disappointed, hurt or cry.

  And what about his family? He can ignore other people's gaze, but he cannot ignore the feelings of his loved ones.

  Xia Fei's fingers gently pinched the tip of Zhan Zhu Zhu's nose, her clear and cold eyes flashing with a hint of complaint: "I've racked my brains for you, pighead."

  Carefully moving her feet up, letting her lean more comfortably in his arms. Also a night in the mountains, but today, he wanted to do things that seemed much more than before going abroad.

  For a month, accumulated many thoughts.

  "Pay me back what you owe me."

  He bowed his head and planted a light kiss on her forehead, murmuring: "This is just the first day."

  "The corner of an eyebrow. This is for the second day."

  Nose tip. Third day.

  Cheek. Fourth day.

  Lip print. Fifth day... Just a slight taste is not enough, huh? Then, let's count the ones after that together.

  Warm and soft. It started with just a touch of the lips, but gradually, Xia Fei Han began to feel unsatisfied, carefully using the tip of his tongue to outline her small lip line.

  He just wanted to make up for it a little, the idea of this kiss originated from the purest and most gentle love, but as always, when he met her, how much of his rationality was left?

  The war in her dream, a soft whisper. Like a butterfly picking flowers, gentle, warm, soft, sweet, the feeling of such gentleness made her drunk and unwilling to wake up.

  Her response made him even more passionate. No longer hesitant, he domineeringly pried open her lips, and the tip of his tongue entwined with hers, the intoxicating taste that could melt one's soul, like a tidal wave, surged into his body, washing away the last bit of clarity in his mind.

  This is considered compensation for the future. In four years, how many times will there be such opportunities? He will be tormented by nostalgia to the point of being unable to breathe.

  Why didn't he discover his feelings earlier?

  Or why did I develop such feelings for her at this time?

  If he had known from the beginning what would happen today, then from a young age, he wouldn't have given her any chance to fall in love with Xia Zhi. In her eyes, she could only see herself.

  Actually, she is still very young now, so young that when doing the things she loves to do, she still feels deeply guilty in her heart. But who made this little pig-headed girl mature so early? At a young age, she chased after Xia Zhi and really didn't feel ashamed.

  He had to drive Xia Zhi out of her heart and mind first, before he could have a place for himself.

  A huge and enormous amount of work.

  This was compensation for his hard work. His hand slipped into her collar.

  Forgive my selfishness, it's just because in my heart, you are too beautiful.

  In the cramped carriage, the heavy breathing gradually merged with the sound of the wind, leaves, birdsong and insect calls, playing a chapter of instinctive music belonging to nature. The warm fragrance of jade in his arms, the intoxicating sandalwood tongue in his mouth, the abundance that couldn't be contained in the palm of his hand made Xia Fei almost explode.

  It turned out that this was a way to resolve his obsession, which was like drinking poison to quench thirst. She was a pure white and enchanting poppy flower, making him addicted and unable to extricate himself.

  "Hmm..." The deep sleep of the warrior finally woke up a bit. When she felt at ease, her sleep would be very deep, which could guarantee that she would recover her physical strength in the shortest time possible. Plus, having had some beer at Xiong An'an's place tonight, although not enough to get drunk, the alcohol would still make one feel drowsy.

  But even deeper sleep can't block Xia Fei's enthusiastic entanglement.

  The war seemed to be in the clouds, floating and yet having a fullness of being wrapped up. She wanted not to wake up again like this, but why did she have a sense of crisis that was both anticipated and feared?

  She felt as if she was about to melt away. A warm current flowed through her body, bringing a strange and unfamiliar sensation that made her want to resist, yet also filled her with joy.

  She really wants to give it a try.

  She stretched out her arms and hugged him.

  A vast expanse of emptiness.

  Then she felt her body slowly sinking, drifting down from the clouds, and her consciousness gradually clearing.

  "Isn't it hot in summer?" She murmured subconsciously with her eyes closed, her voice husky and slightly lazy. Hmm, the feeling on her lips seemed a bit strange...

  Jiang Yichen opened her eyes and found herself unknowingly changing positions, half leaning on Xia Feihan's shoulder.

  What's going on? The sleepy bugs that were swarming around are all gone. Wasn't Xia Fei Han lying in front just now? He was just looking at him, how did it suddenly become like this?

  Wait, wait, wait, subconsciously touched the face, should not have painted a small turtle? Unfortunately, it's too dark, and the rearview mirror can't be seen either.

  Wow, Xia Fei Han is still quite kind-hearted, using it as a pillow for herself.

  Zhan Zhu Zhu looked up, gazing at Xia Fei Han's sleeping face, which was as handsome as a moonlit god, and smiled lightly. Perhaps it was because of the recent close contact, Zhan Zhu Zhu didn't have any guard against their current distance, and naturally accepted it.

  Isn't it just one shoulder? Borrowing at a critical moment is at least a gentleman's style.

  "Isn't it cold in summer?" Warmed up and leaned against his cheek, smiling and softly probing. Some people are really enviable for being so good-looking, sleeping while sitting or lying down is still so handsome. Unlike her, lying down is a pancake face, sideways is a bun face, and even if she lies flat, she worries about drooling.

  She carefully reached into her bag and rummaged around. "Strange, where's my pen?" She remembered having a fountain pen in her bag.

  Although she has always been a heroic woman with a broad mind, traveling the world, isn't there another saying that a gentleman does not let bygones be bygones? And following that saying that a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, today is her perfect opportunity to avenge herself.

  But Xia Fei's appearance was too sudden, this play didn't have a dress rehearsal, and her props seemed to be somewhat inadequate.

  In the darkness, a long and thin object suddenly appeared in her line of sight. Under the moonlight, it could be seen that it was a pen.

  "Oh, great!" Warmed up with joy and laughter, grabbed it, then... froze.

  "Is this what you're looking for?" Xia's cold voice came from behind her head.

  "Cut, cut! Who said I was looking for this?...I'm looking for my phone." Zhan Yunyun hastily put down the pen to prove her innocence, but Xia Feihan had already let go, and with another careless move, the pen fell under the chair.

  Zhan Zhan wanted to pick it up, but Xia Fei Han was one step ahead of her. His right hand naturally landed on her waist, and he bent down, almost putting his head against her chest. Then, he stretched out his arm and slipped it between her legs.

  Is there a very natural way of picking up a pen? But why did she suddenly feel that the air was being snatched away by him, and she felt a little suffocated?

  Her shoes had unknowingly come off at some point, and she was stepping on the floor mat with her bare feet. Xia Fei Han felt around in the dark for a pen, his hand inevitably sliding over her instep.

  Xia Fei Han let out a soft "heh heh" and quickly pulled her feet back, almost bumping into him: "So ticklish."

  She can withstand steel bars, but this gentle touch is just enough to overcome strength with softness.

  Great, found another weakness of hers. Xia Feihan quietly got up and waved the water pen in front of her eyes: "Are you sure you don't want it?"

  "Xia Fei is not cold! You said, you're carrying this sharp object, are you planning to commit another crime tonight?" Who just said that doing something once without creativity wouldn't do it again?

  He actually wants to commit crimes and break the law.

  "Isn't there a law that says pens can't be placed in cars?" Xia Feihan put the pen into the back pocket of the seat. As a designer, it's normal to carry paper and pens with you, right? After all, inspiration can come at any time.

  "Hmph! Who'd believe you? Luckily, I, the young lady, am wise and powerful, and woke up in time. Otherwise, hmmph!"

  It's a good thing he woke up in time, or else he might have lost control and his rationality would have collapsed, who knows what would have happened. Xia Fei Han felt a little regretful and also a little relieved - wait, no, even if he had really wanted to take advantage of her, with her skills, it's not like she would have let him get away with it easily anyway?

  It's really troublesome to like a tomboy girl.

  Xia didn't dare to close his eyes, not daring to look at her. Looking at her would easily bring back the memories of their intimate moments earlier, and if she lowered her head just a little when she woke up, she could hear his thunderous heartbeat.

  What he just did was a bad thing, right? It's also despicable and shameless. But why doesn't he feel any remorse in his heart?

  There's still something left unsaid.

  Being with Zhan Yuanyuan, I seem to have become a bit abnormal myself.

  "Ah! I remembered!" Warmed up suddenly patted his forehead, waking up Xia Fei Han from her drowsiness: "Xia Fei Han! On our way back, can we make a detour to Little Aunt's house?" Seeing the pen made me remember.

  "What's wrong?" Xia Fei Han was enjoying this feeling, did she just ask him?

  That... I originally wanted to keep it a secret and surprise you: "Isn't your birthday with Xia Zhi's brother coming up soon? I was planning to send the gift over, but since you're back, just take it with you, and it'll save me international shipping fees too."

  She still remembers... Xia Fei Han felt a little comforted, but immediately became depressed - she must be remembering Xia Zhi's, so of course, she also remembered her own twin who was born in the same year, month and day. "How much can postage cost? You're so stingy."

  "Hey! Do you think I'm made of money like you, rich guy? Hmph, you have 100,000 yuan and spend 1,000 yuan on me, while I have 100 yuan and spend it all on you. Clearly, my intentions are heavier than yours! I don't care, I've spent all my money, no money to send, if you don't bring any then just leave it at home."

  Is this threatening him? Is he afraid? "Well, then just put it at home." Anyway, her intention, he knew, but someone will not know? She can bear to part with it?

  Indeed.

  "It's not cheap! You little miser! Stingy, stingy, stingy!" Zhang Doudou threw a flurry of punches, "This is something I spent almost all my private money on, you don't cherish it or thank me, and you have the nerve to have this attitude, asking for a beating!"

  Do you think it's easy for poor kids to save money? Hers are all the blood and tears of being forced into labor by her dad.

  "Who let you waste money?" Xia Fei Han frowned. He knew where her private money came from, so he didn't like her spending it - he never minded supporting her, before, now, and in the future, which had nothing to do with his family's wealth, but simply because he was willing to do so for her. Anyway, she wasn't wasteful, just eating a bit more, even with his current earning ability, should be enough, but someone kept shouting that women must be independent and strong, never giving him the opportunity.

  "This year you're not at home, right?" Zhan Zhuo pointed innocently. In the past, she would always prepare a big table of Manchu Han Imperial Feast plus homemade birthday cupcakes to celebrate for them, with more thought than money, and this year they couldn't even send vacuum-packed ones? "Besides, it's your 18th birthday this year."

  Coming of age ceremony at eighteen is quite an important day, isn't it?

  Can't spend time with them either.

  A small sense of satisfaction flowed through Xia Fei's heart, and suddenly he wanted to rub her head like Xia Zhi did, expressing his emotions, but out of habit, he couldn't reach out his hand.

  Pride is a deeply rooted personality trait.

  "Hmm, what did you buy? Won't be the same as Xia Zhi's and mine, will it?" He asked, indicating his acceptance. His heart was full of tender feelings, but when speaking to her, his words always seemed to carry a hint of disdain.

  "Heh heh, don't unwrap it yet, wait until your birthday to open it." Zhan Zhu Zhu was already used to Xia Fei Han's way of speaking. Only she could understand the emotions and meaning hidden beneath his every sarcastic remark.

  "What a hassle." Xia Fei let out a cold hum, pulled out her phone, it was just past two in the morning, still several hours to go.

  How time flies! I'm so tired, but I just can't bear to sleep.

  "Don't even think about deleting them." Zhang warned again, then looked at his phone: "When was the last time you took those photos of me?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "How ugly! Ruining my image! Quick, delete it!" Zhan Zhu Zhu said as she pounced on the phone to grab it. Normally she didn't like taking pictures, and there were few photos of her to begin with. As a result, Xia Fei Han had left her with so many unflattering photos - surely people wouldn't think she was born looking this ugly?

  "Die!" Xia Fei Han's hand rose, and this height was just out of reach for Zhan Dou Dou. Being tall and having long legs had countless advantages, which was something that this little dwarf could only envy.

  "Cut it off!" The brave warrior was undaunted and continued to charge forward.

  "It's not a nude photo, what can't be seen?" And he would tell her that apart from his phone, both of his two computers also had backups.

  "Is this photo even more beautiful than that one? It's ugly to death, ruining my image!" Zhan Zhuang was now almost entirely on top of Xia Fei Han, half sitting on him and half kneeling on the chair, his hands and feet waving wildly in mid-air as he struggled fiercely.

  As she leaned forward, her small and soft breasts pressed against his face; as she sat down, her plump buttocks just sat on his lower abdomen.

  This posture is very good and powerful.

  Xia felt a sensitive and subtle change in her body, a mix of pain and pleasure.

  He should put an end to this fight already? All physical contact will eventually lead to the same outcome.

  But in his mind, why think about it, and later come up with more opportunities like this?

  Digression

  Little brother and Xia Zhi's birthday, the fan initially said it was in September? Haha, won't change it, let's just say they both celebrate their birthdays on the lunar calendar.

  The time is almost up, right? Little brother should leave after one more chapter, if not, the fan can't guarantee this pure relationship anymore, hahahaha...

  Don't be afraid, isn't leaving just for the next reunion?

  Little brother, gather your thoughts! Next time, unleash a big move!