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

They slept in each other's arms that night. She nestled in his embrace, feeling as if she had been dismantled and had no strength left.

Zhou Jingchen returned to his room around six or seven in the morning, before Xiang Qin got up.

At 10:30 a.m., Zhou Jingchen sat on the sofa with his laptop on his lap, reading the latest news.

Xiang Qin walked to the dining table, touched the rim of the bowl, and found that the breakfast she had prepared for Wen Xi was already cold on the table.

"This girl is getting lazier and lazier. She doesn't sleep at night and doesn't get up in the morning." Although she said this, Xiang Qin didn't intend to wake her up.

After the Lunar New Year, the kids will be back at work, and I doubt they'll be able to sleep in much longer.

Zhou Jingchen tapped his fingers lightly on the keyboard. "Let her sleep. She's probably tired from going out with Song Xianglin yesterday."

Xiang Qin frowned. "I don't know if you were dancing or doing something in your room last night, there was so much noise. Did it disturb you?"

Zhou Jingchen paused for a moment, not daring to look up, and said in a low voice, "No, I was sleeping quite soundly."

"That's good," Xiang Qin said.

For several nights in a row, he came to her room every night to torment her. Wenxi couldn't take it anymore and said, "I'll lock the door tomorrow."

He threatened, "Fine, then I'll tell Auntie I've been in your bed every night these past few days..."

In terms of shamelessness and despicableness, she is certainly no match for him.

Zhou Jingchen held her fair hand on the pillow, their fingers intertwined, and his thin lips lightly brushed against her sensitive ear: "This little mouth is so fierce, but the one down there is a different story, very honest."

At night in bed, he would ramble on and on, a stark contrast to his serious and refined demeanor during the day.

His kisses landed on every inch of her skin. When the passion was at its peak, his voice was hoarse as he called her "baby" again and again, and said "I love you" over and over again.

A young body possesses boundless desire, tireless energy, and inexhaustible enthusiasm.

It was as if they were trying to fill in the time they had missed over the past seven or eight years, the voids left by not being together, in another way.

Wenxi's words were fierce, but her body couldn't resist. She went limp like water, sinking into depravity and indulgence. Her snow-white arms were wrapped around his neck, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Two young bodies intertwined tightly in the darkness, like inseparable vines, turning every corner of the room into a perfect venue for revelry.

Those suppressed gasps, those intense desires about to burst forth, filled the entire room.

Zhou Jingchen's inferiority complex and insecurity were ingrained in his bones. Even though he had achieved success in his career, and even though she was right in front of him and beneath him, he was still plagued by anxiety and insecurity.

Only when he was tightly nestled against her did Zhou Jingchen feel soothed and warm in his chest.

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I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?

The young couple's affair was discovered on the 27th day of the lunar calendar, just two or three days before Lunar New Year's Eve.

That day, Xiang Qin went out and went to the supermarket with a neighbor who was taking care of his grandson.

The neighbor wasn't much older than her, and her grandson was extremely cute—a two-year-old toddler who walked unsteadily.

Xiang Qin gazed tenderly at the baby's figure, wondering when she would be able to hold her grandson.

Wenxi slept until after 11 a.m. as usual. Zhou Jingchen was cleaning the living room, wearing a white long T-shirt, with a navy blue zip-up cardigan sweater over it, and comfortable dark sweatpants that hugged his long legs. He looked handsome and very masculine.

When she saw that her mother wasn't home, she whine and begged him to hold her.

Zhou Jingchen supported her bottom with his arms, and the girl clung to him like a koala.

"You hurt me last night..." she complained sweetly.

"I'm sorry." He kissed her fair and soft cheek.

"Hmph~ What's the use of apologizing afterward?" she muttered. "I told you to be gentle, but you wouldn't listen..."

"What can we do? The baby is so soft and sweet..." He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

He held her in his arms and stood in the middle of the living room. In that position, their lips and tongues intertwined in a kiss.

Just as they were passionately kissing, the door was suddenly pulled open—

"Jingchen, Auntie bought so much..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Xiang Qin stared at the two of them in astonishment.

Wenxi wrapped her arms around Zhou Jingchen's neck, clinging to him. Zhou Jingchen's hands supported her hips and waist, and their lips were pressed together...

Upon hearing this, they all looked towards the door, a small strand of saliva appearing at the corner of their mouths in an ambiguous manner.

The bags in Xiang Qin's hands fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhou Jingchen and Wen Xi were also stunned.

......

The living room was eerily quiet.

Xiang Qin sat upright on the sofa, silently watching the two of them. Zhou Jingchen and Wen Xi knelt before her, like two children who had done something wrong, both with their heads bowed.

Xiang Qin remained silent, and this eerie silence made Wen Xi break out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly, Zhou Jingchen took her hand, looked up at Xiang Qin, and said, "Auntie, don't be angry. I like my sister and want to be with her. It was wrong of us to keep it from you..."

Wenxi sniffed and whispered, "Mom, it's not his fault. I was the one who told you to keep it from him."

Xiang Qin was still in shock and couldn't come to her senses for a long time. Images of the two children growing up flashed through her mind, and her brain was stuck for a long time.

With a cold expression, she asked, "When...did you two get together?"

"Last year," Zhou Jingchen replied.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I've liked you since I was little, and that hasn't changed all these years."

Xiang Qin's head was spinning, but everything seemed to make sense. Thinking about the details carefully, the two of them had grown up together, so it was inevitable that feelings would develop.

only......

Her gaze shifted between the two of them as she asked, "Are you sure you don't feel familial love for each other?"

They both said in unison, their hands clasped tightly together, "No."

She asked uncertainly, "You...slept together?"

The two children blushed, lowered their heads, and remained silent.

Xiang Qin suddenly sighed, covered her chest, and began to cry.

Tears streamed down her slightly aged face, as if she could hardly accept what was happening before her.

"mom."

"Aunt."

Zhou Jingchen and Wen Xi felt a chill in their hearts and quickly stepped forward to comfort her, each holding one of her hands.

Both of them had tears in their eyes at the same time.

Wenxi said, "Mom, I'm sorry, don't upset yourself... I... I won't be with him anymore. We'll break up right now..."

Zhou Jingchen's eyes also welled up with tears. He glanced at the girl beside him in surprise, as if he wanted to say something, but then lowered his eyelashes in helplessness and heartache.

"I'm sorry, Auntie. I've liked you since I was little, for many years. I'm sorry, I've let you down..." He was tall and knelt at Xiang Qin's feet, his forehead resting on the back of her hand, his shoulders trembling slightly. "Auntie, I'll move out right away. I...I'm sorry, I..."

Could he really say he wanted to break up with Wenxi? He couldn't bring himself to do it.

Zhou Jingchen was extremely distressed. He hadn't expected that Aunt Xiang would be so unable to accept the fact that the two of them were together. An indescribable panic and despair overwhelmed him.

Xiang Qin covered her face and cried for a long time.

The whole room was filled with a tense and sad atmosphere.

Wenxi patted her chest and choked back tears, saying, "Mom, I'm sorry... If you don't agree, we won't be together. Don't be sad, the doctor said you can't be depressed..."

"Stop talking!" Xiang Qin scolded her, crying.

Wenxi fell silent, sniffling and timidly lowering her head.

The air remained silent for a long time, and Xiang Qin's eyes kept scanning back and forth between the two of them.

Zhou Jingchen and Wen Xi were filled with unease, as if they were awaiting a doomsday judgment.

"You..." Xiang Qin clutched her chest, her face filled with sorrow, "You have truly broken my heart."

"If I hadn't caught you, how long were you two planning to keep it from me?" The more she thought about it, the more wronged and sad she felt. "Aunt Wang next door takes her grandson to the market every day. He's such a chubby little boy, so cute and adorable. Do you know how envious I am every time I see her with her grandson?"

"When did I say I objected to you two being together?"

Upon hearing this, both of them looked up at her in surprise.

Xiang Qin continued, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Jingchen, tell me, do your parents know about your relationship?"

Zhou Jingchen: "I know. They wanted to visit you a while ago, but..."

He glanced at Wenxi beside him, "We were afraid you wouldn't be able to accept it, so we told them not to come yet."

"So you only kept this from me..." Xiang Qin closed her eyes in distress, then opened them again, pointing at the two of them: "You two, you're really driving me crazy..."

After a while, she cut to the chase: "When are you planning to get married?"

Now, the two people in front of them were dumbfounded.

"Auntie, you agree?" Zhou Jingchen's dark eyes gleamed as he looked at her expectantly.

"I asked you when you're getting married?"

Xiang Qin quickly slapped her knee and raised her voice:

"I'm so old and have so many health problems, I don't know how many more years I have to live..."

"I want to hold my grandson. I need a little grandson to keep me company. Do you understand?"