Disabled Childhood Sweetheart: A Humble Puppy Begs for the Young Lady's Pity

Wenxi tried to pull her legs back, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't. She could only let him hold her there.

Her clear, almond-shaped eyes glared at him fiercely.

Zhou Jingchen raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I don't live far away, so I won't move over, so as not to make my sister uncomfortable."

This is shifting the blame onto her, and Wenxi is definitely not happy about it.

"Don't say that. I didn't mean to stop you from coming to stay. You just don't want to come, right? You're afraid of doing the work."

He readily agreed, "That's not true at all. Since you're not against it, I'll move in tomorrow."

Wen Xi was so angry that her teeth itched, and she pounded her chopsticks in the porcelain bowl with a loud crackling sound.

After dinner, Wenxi used the excuse of going out to digest her food to go downstairs with him.

Xiang Qin was overjoyed and immediately went to tidy up another room, mopping the floor, wiping the table, and laying out clean bedding, waiting for her "son" to move in.

In the elevator, Zhou Jingchen tried to hold Wenxi's hand, but she hesitated and refused, her face cold and aloof.

"If you don't want me to move in, I won't, okay?" He sighed softly, stretched out an arm to pull her into his arms, and turned his head to kiss her cheek.

"Then why were you being so obnoxious just now? Why did you have to say those things on purpose to annoy me?"

"I'm sorry," Zhou Jingchen apologized softly, gently stroking her waist. "Don't be angry."

The elevator arrived at the first floor and opened with a "ding".

He half-embraced her as they went out, standing in the hallway lobby. Outside, it was a dark winter night, with a biting wind.

Wenxi pushed him away, crossed her arms, her swan-like neck flowing gracefully, and said haughtily, "I'm confiscating your little wooden box!"

Zhou Jingchen stared at her with his dark eyes, saying nothing. The hallway lights weren't particularly bright, so she couldn't discern his emotions.

She stepped forward and poked his chest with her finger: "Hey, who gave you permission to steal my things?"

"Why did you steal my underwear, bra, socks, my hair tie, all those things I used?"

She tilted her head back, curled one corner of her lips into a smile, and stared at him with amusement:

"Zhou Jingchen, I think you're not only a cripple, but also a little pervert, aren't you?"

The girl had fair skin and a small, charming face. Especially when she raised her eyebrows, the wicked and arrogant look in her eyes was incredibly alluring.

Zhou Jingchen pursed his lips and lowered his head, like a large dog being scolded by its owner.

"Let's talk in the car. It's too cold here, I'm afraid you'll get cold."

A gust of cold wind slipped in through the crack in the hall door, and Wenxi shivered; she was only wearing a sweater.

She gave him a strange look: "You wish! Say it right here."

"Tell me the truth, how exactly did you steal my things back then? What did you do with my underwear and bra?"

Whenever Wenxi thought about what was in his wooden box, she felt that the man in front of her was perverted and sinister.

Zhou Jingchen pleaded softly, "Baby, let's talk in the car, okay? I'll tell you everything."

"You..." This person is cunning, and Wenxi felt a little scared for the first time.

His face was indeed sharp and handsome, but his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and his deep eyes made it impossible for Wenxi to see what he was thinking.

"I will explain properly." He repeated himself, this time raising his head with a serious and sincere gaze, gentle and harmless.

Wenxi felt that she might have gone too far. He was just secretly in love with her and had done some inappropriate things when he was young. He just needed to be taught a lesson.

"Let's talk in the car then," she warned, "but it's just a chat."

It meant he wasn't allowed to touch her inappropriately. She knew pretty much what kind of lecherous man he was.

"Hmm, just chatting." Zhou Jingchen slightly curved his thin lips, a glint of light in his deep eyes.

......

One hour later.

The phone that had fallen under the seat suddenly started vibrating, breaking the sweltering atmosphere inside the car.

"Damn it!" Wenxi's voice was broken. "Didn't you say we were just chatting?"

Zhou Jingchen leaned back in his seat, tilted his head back, his eyes dark, and his Adam's apple bobbing.

The veins on his arm, which was gripping her slender waist, were bulging, and his voice was hoarse:

"Weren't we talking?"

"Baby, just say whatever you want to say."

Wenxi was lost in thought, her peach blossom eyes filled with tears, her full figure and slender waist were curvaceous and her exquisite curves were dazzling.

"Zhou Jingchen, you big bad wolf...you, you're so wicked..."

Clothes were piled haphazardly on the seats, making the car look like it had been through a catastrophe.

Zhou Jingchen bit her shoulder hard, revealing her fair and delicate skin. "Where are you naughty?"

She began to sob softly, "You're no decent person, a wolf in sheep's clothing."

Zhou Jingchen kissed her lips and put his arm around her waist.

The interior of the car was exceptionally dark and cramped.

Their breaths mingled passionately.

A passionate kiss, delivered in a whirlwind, expressed a longing that had lasted for half a year.

Wenxi sobbed, tears welling in her eyes, her face flushed, feeling like a fish on the shore, almost suffocating.

Zhou Jingchen's forehead was covered in sweat:

"I'm a pervert. I've had a crush on you since I was little. I like you and I'm a pervert who covets you."

Fine kisses swept across her cheeks, landing on her fair, slightly flushed earlobes, licking and sucking them. His large hands caressed her smooth skin, and he laughed wickedly.

"Didn't you want to know what I did with your clothes?"

He raised an eyebrow, gripped her wrist, and his hoarse, deep voice whispered in her ear: "I used the baby's underwear... to do... naughty things."

Wenxi's cheeks flushed crimson like the sunset, and she angrily cursed him, "You're a pervert! You've been a pervert since you were little!"

Her skin was extremely fair, translucent in the night, and her bright, clear eyes gazed at him, making Zhou Jingchen's blood boil and the veins on his forehead bulge.

"And the baby's bra, it smells so good..." He smiled, his eyes narrowing. "I still have it..."

He was horribly wicked; his cold, aloof eyes were filled with possessiveness and aggression.

The phone under the seat vibrated again. Wenxi struggled to reach it, and when she saw it was her mother calling, she was instantly terrified.

She stiffened and flinched, extremely nervous, unsure whether she should answer the phone.

At that moment, Zhou Jingchen felt a deafening roar in his mind, as if Mars had collided with Earth, and a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Hello, Mom..." Wenxi answered the phone, her voice slightly hoarse: "Yes, I'm taking a walk, I'll be back soon."

She hung up the phone and kicked him, yelling, "Get out of here!"

The man grabbed her ankle and, in a way, planted a loyal yet intimate kiss on her foot.

A smile crept into his eyes, his rapid heartbeat still not calmed down, and he whined, "Let me hug you a little longer."

Wenxi didn't go upstairs until almost two hours later.

Seeing that she had been walking downstairs for so long, her face was flushed and she was covered in sweat, Xiang Qin said, "Girl, you're already thin enough, why are you still dieting?"

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower, Mom." Wenxi hurriedly hid in the bathroom.

The phone was placed on the mirror cabinet next to it, and a message notification sound rang.

She opened it and saw a message from Zhou Jingchen.

Just now in the car, he forced her to remove his number from the blacklist.

He sent me a multimedia message.

The signal was weak in the bathroom. When Wenxi opened the MMS message, the phone screen spun for a long time before the picture finally appeared clearly.

The man's large, bony hand was hooking a pair of underwear.

That's what she wore today.

Made of nude pink lace material.

Depend on.

Wen Xi's anger surged. Ignoring him, she was about to close her phone when another message notification sounded:

I took a sniff... and it smells amazing!

[I need to do this again tomorrow.]