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

Zhou Jingchen smiled and pulled the person into his arms tightly.

All the frustration, all the stubbornness and resentment, all the speculation and insecurity, vanished completely at this moment.

He vowed that he would never back down again.

The night was damp and cool. He gently kissed her hair and said, "Let's go down the mountain first. If we don't, we'll really die here."

Holding her hand, and shining a flashlight, I carefully led her down the mountain step by step.

He had a pair of very attractive hands, with distinct finger bones and clear veins on the back of his hands; his large palms could easily envelop her completely.

His palm, with its characteristic burning heat and powerful force, seeped into her skin.

When they encountered a steep slope that was difficult to descend, he went down first, and then gently put his strong arms around her waist and carried her down steadily.

Wenxi held him tightly, and her wandering, fearful heart found a safe harbor.

Upon reaching the village entrance, a group of people gathered around with concern to inquire about the situation. Wenxi's tears welled up again as she cried, saying that Zhou Jingchen had been bitten by a snake.

Everyone turned pale instantly, and the village chief immediately summoned the village doctor, who was most skilled at treating snake venom, to examine him.

The stilted house was packed with people.

The village doctor examined the bite marks on Zhou Jingchen's wrist repeatedly and then shook his head.

Wen Xixin felt as if she had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and unconsciously tightened her grip on Zhou Jingchen's other hand.

The image of him holding that wet, green snake kept replaying in her mind.

How could he not be afraid at that moment?

He actually loved himself to that extent.

Thinking of this, Wenxi's heart swelled with a bitter feeling. If Zhou Jingchen were to die trying to save her, she would truly go insane.

"How is it? Is it really a poisonous snake?" The village chief asked, his face full of worry.

The village doctor said, "No."

"Then shake your head."

"My shaking my head means I'm fine, nothing serious."

He paused and then added, "Judging from the fang marks on the wound, it was a non-venomous green tree snake."

Wenxi's eyes lit up instantly, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The village doctor took out disinfectant and a small bottle of ointment from his medicine box. He first disinfected Zhou Jingchen's wound, and then applied a thin layer of ointment.

"It's nothing serious, just a minor issue. It'll scab over in two or three days. If it were a venomous snake, your arm would be swollen and black by now."

"Thank you," Zhou Jingchen said gently.

The chaotic situation ended late at night, and everyone went back to rest.

Jiang Qi was the last to leave. As she left, she glanced at Wen Xi and Zhou Jingchen before closing the door behind her.

The noisy room fell silent instantly. Zhou Jingchen glanced at the girl beside him, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, and reached out, "Come here, let me give you a hug."

He sat on the stool, and Wenxi naturally sat on his hard lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and frowned at him. "What were you thinking when you were catching the snake? Weren't you scared?"

Zhou Jingchen: "I'm scared."

"Afraid of you? Why would you arrest me?"

"What I'm afraid of is it biting you."

"So what if you bit me?" Wenxi gently bit her lower lip as she looked at him.

He said calmly, "I don't want you to get hurt in the slightest."

Wenxi gently buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent, her soft lips brushing against his warm skin.

The two hugged quietly for a while. Zhou Jingchen kissed her smooth forehead and whispered:

"You should go home and get some rest. I'm fine. It's too late today, go home and get a good night's sleep."

She shook her head. "No, I want to sleep with you."

The image of him being bitten by a snake was still vivid in her mind. She almost lost him. She was afraid that if she wasn't around that night, something else might happen to him... She had to stay here and watch over him.

Zhou Jingchen's breathing deepened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what you're saying?"

"I said I want to sleep with you," she said, looking intently at him. "I have to look after you tonight."

He realized she was still scared, so he chuckled and gently stroked her face with his fingertips. "Go take a shower, let's get some rest."

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Just a door away, she was taking a shower inside, while he was sitting in the room.

The last time I saw this scene was when I was 19 in Haizhou. Back then, I was a naive and vibrant young man, my face flushed, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, my mind unconsciously filled with lewd fantasies about her naked, fair body...

Half an hour later.

Wenxi came out of the bathroom, wearing his white shirt.

The shirt was obviously ill-fitting, too big and loose, with a loose collar that revealed the girl's fair collarbone and graceful swan neck. The length barely covered her buttocks, and her two beautiful legs were straight and slender.

Zhou Jingchen's heart was racing, his eyes fixed on her face.

Her dark hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, making her skin look as white as snow. Her big eyes were clear as water, her nose was delicate and high, and her lips were pink and full, like flower petals, delicate and dewy.

With a slender figure and bright, lively eyes, she possesses a pure yet alluring charm that makes her captivating at first glance.

He swallowed hard, his throat dry, and silently looked away. "Come here, let me blow-dry your hair."

"I'll blow it myself," she urged. "Go take a shower, I'm so sleepy." As she spoke, she lazily yawned, she was really sleepy.

After walking in the mountains for several hours, my mind was in a state of high tension, and I was extremely exhausted.

Zhou Jingchen handed her a dry towel, saying, "Absorb the water first, then you can blow it faster."

"Okay." She casually wrapped her wet hair in a towel.

When Zhou Jingchen came out of the bathroom, she was already asleep on his bed.

The warm yellow light from the lamplight bathed everything in a gentle golden glow.

The girl lay on her side with her hand under her head, as soft and languid as a kitten in his bed. Her skin was as delicate as porcelain, her cheeks were light pink, and her sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful, like a tranquil and beautiful oil painting.

Zhou Jingchen slowed his pace, turned off the lights in the room, and tiptoed to the bedside. He lifted one side of the blanket and lay down beside her.

After a day of running around, he was also very tired.

At that moment, a light, sweet fragrance wafted from her, like the best hypnotic drug, bringing a sense of tranquility.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhou Jingchen gradually closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

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As night fell and the moonlight gently shone down, the mountain ridges were coated with a layer of silver frost.

I don't know what time it was in the middle of the night.

The two tossed and turned in their sleep, sensing the person beside them. In their half-awake state, their consciousness was blurred and adrift.

First, a light kiss on the ear, then his tongue traveled to her cheek, to her soft lips. Then he grasped her chin, his tongue plunging deep inside, sucking and kissing her passionately.

Their breaths mingled, a sweet and slightly fragrant aroma mingling with a faint, crisp scent.

Heartbeats amplified, breathing heavy, an unspoken palpitation, a sense of relief, all lost in this tender, lingering kiss.

His large hands roamed over her fragrant, smooth skin, caressing her insatiably. The calluses on his hands were rough and ticklish, making her heart itch with pleasure.

Her heart was stirred by his caresses, her eyes shimmered, and her sensitive body trembled slightly.

The next second, he gently nudged her knee against the back of her knee.

It felt as if a cluster of scorching flames suddenly slid across her chest, like an electric shock. She couldn't help but tense her back and close her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw that Zhou Jingchen had straightened up slightly, his dark eyes fixed on her, his eyes surging with a thick, suppressed desire.

That's not enough. Kissing and hugging alone are simply not enough.

The chasm in his heart seemed impossible to fill; he wanted more, he wanted all of her.

He wanted to possess every corner of the deepest part of the little princess's heart.

In the dim shadows, his deep, husky voice whispered in her ear, "Is it alright?"

His breath was scalding hot, as if it were burning her skin.

Wenxi turned her head away, a blush creeping up her ears, a sign of tacit approval.

Zhou Jingchen's eyes darkened, and the desire that had been dormant in his body for many years suddenly went out of control, like a tide breaking through a dam and surging over the shore of reason.

His skin was burning hot, and his breath was like strong whiskey, seeping into the depths of her body through her pores.

Wenxi tilted her head back, her face scrunched up, and her hands frantically grabbed and crumpled the sheets.

A strong mountain wind, carrying the sweet scent of wild fruits and the dampness of the earth, swept through the gaps between buildings, causing the copper bells on the eaves to jingle gently.

It felt like something exploded in his brain. All the muscles in his body tensed up like a bow, and he forcefully swallowed the blood surging up his throat.

He suddenly remembered many things.

She thought of the Wen family's tightly closed courtyard gates; she thought of all the years she had spent traveling to different places, asking people everywhere to help her find them; she thought of the countless times she had finally found a clue about her, only to have it all fall through.

He remembered watching her beautiful back from behind since he was a child; he remembered her haughtily pressing her foot against his chest, revealing her sharp little tiger teeth and snarling at him;

He recalled the two of them doing their homework together, the evening breeze stirring the gauze curtains, carrying her sweet fragrance to his nose; he recalled the veiled girl in his childhood dreams, and that was her image.

I still remember that chaotic night in Haizhou, and the thrill and trembling I felt when I first kissed her soft lips.

But never before has I felt such a strong and real sense of reality as I do now.

It was as if he had fallen into a misty forest, where countless vines instantly wrapped around him, and the fragrant mist instantly sucked him in.

Overwhelmed by immense satisfaction and happiness, Zhou Jingchen's forehead veins bulged and his blood boiled. He buried his face in her warm, fragrant neck, greedily inhaling her scent.

He groaned softly in her ear, his breath deep and hot. Her fair, slender, yet voluptuous and beautiful body lay on the disheveled sheets, fragrant and soft, incredibly alluring.

Wenxi bit her lip, her fingers interlacing in his short, neat black hair, feeling his vigorous heartbeat and the strong, muscular body of a grown man.

The next second, the next second, warm tears fell onto her neck.

He cried.

She froze for a few seconds, and before she could react, he pulled her into his arms even tighter. Her consciousness seemed to be swept up in a turbulent wave, drifting aimlessly, tossed about by the waves, unable to find a shore to anchor to.

He tightened his arms, pulling the person towards him.

Years of suppressed love, longing, desire, and possessiveness surged forth from Zhou Jingchen's heart, pouring out passionately, wildly, and devoutly upon the girl.

She couldn't help but let out a soft hum, her black hair scattered messily on the pillow, looking fragile yet touching, breathtakingly beautiful.

He lowered his head, sweating profusely, and kissed her rosy lips, murmuring "baby" and saying "I love you" many times, his voice deep and husky, each word filled with tender ambiguity.

Finally, the two embraced each other tightly amidst their pounding hearts.

He breathed heavily, his joy seemingly overflowing.

A strong, masculine aura permeated the entire Wenxi.

Her previously empty heart was suddenly filled with a burst of scalding heat, causing her heart to tremble uncontrollably.