Quick Travel: The Little White Fox Pays Repayment

84-88. Longing

Chapter 84: Longing (6)

Yue Yi wanted to sit up, but Ji Chong's softened penis slipped down, and a lewd liquid flowed out of her vagina. Yue Yi's face was like clouds flying across her, and she stared at the wall without saying a word. Ji Chong brought her a pillow to cushion her back and said embarrassedly, "I'll clean it up." Yue Yi held his arm and said softly, "I'll bandage you." Ji Chong was flattered, and was stunned for a moment before he found a clean piece of clothing, tore it into several strips and handed it to Yue Yi. Yue Yi's movements were not very skillful, but she was very careful, for fear of hurting him again. Ji Chong felt that he would be willing to die to enjoy such closeness from her. He took advantage of the little princess concentrating on bandaging her wound to secretly look at her. Her lips were soft and tender, and she pursed them tightly because she was serious about her work. Her plain little face was stained with a few traces of rouge. He suddenly felt hot again and turned his eyes away in a hurry.
    The wound was bandaged, crookedly. Yue Yi frowned and was not satisfied: "Is it too loose?"
    Ji Chong said with satisfaction: "It's good."
    Yue Yi nodded, let go of her hands and wrapped the quilt again, lowering her face with a gloomy look. Ji Chong wanted to say something. He promised not to bully her again, but in the end he repeated the same mistake. He opened his mouth, but felt that he didn't know where to start.
    After a while, Yue Yi took the lead and said lightly: "Don't hurt yourself like this in the future..."
    "But I..."
    "I, I am willing." Yue Yi's voice was small, like a summer breeze with the fragrance of flowers passing by her ears, which disappeared without careful distinction.
    Ji Chong stared at her in a daze, feeling that he was even more despicable. Her innocence was finally an excuse for his beastly behavior. Yue Yi didn't hear his reply, thinking that he disagreed. She raised her eyes, but met the face of the boy approaching. Ji Chong stared at her clear eyes with a bit of determination. He said seriously: "Yue Yi, you don't need to sympathize with me, really. At worst, I will find a way to fight with that mysterious man, and you can run away."
    But Yue Yi's eyes were red: "You will definitely not be able to beat 'him'." Tears fell, she choked with fear and said: "Ji Chong, what should I do if you die? I'm so scared to be alone. If 'he' really lets someone else do this to me..." She bit her lip and couldn't say it. She turned her face away, heartbroken.
    Ji Chong saw this, and felt as if someone was holding a rope around his heart, making it hard for him to breathe. He raised his hand and held her in his arms without hesitation, saying, "No, I will protect you, and I will not let anyone bully you again." He felt the fabric on his shoulders wet with her tears. He gently loosened his hand, clumsily wiped away the tears in her eyes and comforted her, "Don't cry, your eyes are swollen, Yue Yi, I won't hurt myself anymore, I will stay with you, okay?"
    "Well, don't leave." Yue Yi hurriedly grabbed his hand and looked at him pitifully.
    "I won't leave. Don't be afraid." He held her little hand, a pair of smooth and slender hands. Ji Chong lowered his head and looked at their intertwined fingers, his heart softened. He sighed slightly, gently tied up the hair by her ears and said, "It's not dawn yet, sleep a little longer."
    "What about you?" The sparkling water light added a bit of helplessness to her eyes, and she was still a little worried.
    "I'm here."
    Perhaps it was this voluntary love, or perhaps it was the threatening words of the mysterious man, Yue Yi was very dependent on the boy in front of her. She lay down, but still refused to let go. She blinked her eyes, bit her lips and hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Ji Chong, you, you come up and accompany me, okay? I'm scared." Her little shoulders shrank, and she was so scared that she didn't dare to close her eyes when she thought that there would be another man who would do this to her. ＹuwanɡsΗe(慾朢涻). ＭE
    Seeing her so scared, Ji Chong turned over and lay down as he said, thought about it, and finally raised his hand to hold her in his arms. At first, the little princess just lay stiffly in his arms, and gradually, the unique heat from his body dyed her pink face. She was extremely tired, and her body slowly softened, and she unconsciously burrowed into his arms. Ji Chong carefully let her rest on his uninjured arm as if it were a treasure, swallowed, and said nervously: "Is it uncomfortable?"
    She shook her head and closed her eyes.
    Ji Chong stared at her little mouth, hesitated again and again, and his heart was beating like a drum. Unexpectedly, the little princess suddenly opened her eyes, looked at him in confusion and asked: "Why are you looking at me?"
    "I want to kiss you." He swallowed, and answered in a rush. After saying that, he felt that he was too abrupt, and the little princess would definitely be angry. Unexpectedly, the little girl just blushed, closed her eyes again and didn't say anything. Seeing this, Ji Chong felt even more itchy, and thinking that he would die, he leaned close to her lips and kissed her quickly with a "chi".
    This was the first time the two kissed when they were awake, and the feeling was different from when they were making love. It was sweet, without any desire, just like a mouthful of honey in summer. He stared at Yue Yi, feeling uneasy, not knowing how she would react to his sudden kiss. But after waiting for a long time, in the end he only waited for the little girl's soft breath. Ji Chong's heart fell back to where it was, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little lost. He raised his hand and pinched the little lips that he had been thinking about. They were soft and felt the same as he imagined.
    "Little fairy, I really like you." He uttered a word, retracted his arms again, took a deep sniff of the special faint fragrance on the little princess, and closed his eyes.
    The two leaned against each other and slept sweetly. When Yue Yi woke up, she saw Ji Chong looking up at the ceiling in a trance. She moved and said in a daze, "When did you wake up?"
    Ji Chong came back to his senses after hearing her soft voice and said in surprise, "Awake? I just woke up too."
    Yue Yi saw that she was still in his arms, so she pulled back. The smile on Ji Chong's lips froze for a moment, but he still slowly withdrew his arm. For a moment, they looked at each other in silence.
    Ji Chong sat up suddenly, thought for a while and said to her, "I plan to make buns for you at noon. Do you want to learn?"
    In the small room, the two imprisoned people had nothing to do, so Ji Chong had to try his best to think of something new and interesting that she had never done before to make her smile. The little princess was used to his food, her eyes lit up and she agreed without thinking. Ji Chong smiled and said, "Then I'll go mix the noodles. Do you want to join me?"
    "Yes." So the little princess got dressed and washed excitedly, and she didn't forget to care about his wound, "What do you need me to do? You're injured, don't force yourself."
    The wound was scabbed, and besides, it was just a skin injury. Ji Chong didn't care at all: "It's just a minor injury. It won't delay." He thought about it, and finally stretched out his big hand to pat Yue Yi's little head, and promised seriously: "I won't be like this in the future. I will live well and protect you. Don't be afraid."
    Yue Yi's eyes were instantly filled with tears. She blinked, and tears slid down, dripping on her hands like pearls. Ji Chong felt distressed when he saw this, and comforted her a few words to stop her tears.
    Ji Chong separated some noodles and mixed them. Yue Yi watched from the side and found it fun, and wanted to try it. Ji Chong smiled and said, "Can you make dough figurines?" The little princess shook her head, but there was a light of expectation in her eyes. When Ji Chong was a child, he didn't like to talk much and no one wanted to play with him. Instead, he liked to tinker with an old man who made dough figurines in the town. Seeing that he had some talent, the old man asked him to help. Over time, although the dough figurines made by Ji Chong were not masterpieces, they were already perfect in the eyes of ordinary people. He pinched a piece of dough, and his hands moved quickly. After a while, a dough figurine in the shape of a small doll appeared. He handed it to Yue Yi and said regretfully: "There is no other material, so I can only make do with this for now."
    "So cute." The little doll was lifelike and adorable. Yue Yi held it in her hand carefully, sometimes putting it on the table to look at it, and sometimes holding it in her palm to look at it lovingly.
    "What kind of dough figurines have you made before?"
    "A lot, the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea is the most popular, and there are also fairies in the sky..." He suddenly paused, his face slightly red. The little princess also stiffened, remembering that he liked to call her a little fairy the most when they were making love. At that time, his voice lost its usual clarity, and was always a little hoarse, but it was like a rough grindstone that made her heart tingle.
    Ji Chong was afraid that she would be unhappy and wanted to explain, but Yue Yi pouted her little mouth and said shyly: "Have you seen a fairy?"
    "No."
    "Then why do you call me a little fairy?"
    Ji Chong answered hesitantly: "You are just like the fairy I imagined."
    The little girl glared at him angrily, but said nothing more. Ji Chong guessed her expression, and finally found that she was not unhappy, so he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to do other things.
    When Ji Chong was making buns, the little princess came over to join in the fun. Ji Chong rolled out a few pieces of dough and said, "Come, I'll teach you."
    The little princess tried to learn in a serious manner, but she either put too little stuffing or too much stuffing in. Sometimes when she was twisting the folds, they were crooked and she almost dropped them on the ground. She angrily put down the bag and said, "I won't make any more. It's too troublesome."
    Ji Chong smiled and said, "Then will you eat them?"
    "Of course I will." She was jealous of Ji Chong's skill, but she was unwilling to give up and took another piece of dough and scooped a spoonful of stuffing on it.
    Ji Chong put down the wrapped buns and looked at her frowning face, so he came over to instruct her, saying, "Don't put too much... Well, just like this, hold it with one hand..." He saw that he was about to fail again when twisting the folds, so he reached out and wrapped her little hand and wrapped the buns quickly. The buns were placed on the panel. The two realized it later and their hands were still entangled. The little princess suddenly pulled out his big hands covered with thin calluses and touched her cheeks uncomfortably. Ji Chong looked at the flour on her face and smiled, "You have become a little cat."
    "You are." The little princess turned her head and looked at the mirror. Her face was hot and she said angrily, "You make it yourself. I don't want to learn it."
    Ji Chong said "hmm", and his heart was full of twists and turns.
    The steamed buns with leeks and pork belly as fillings are fragrant and full of soup. Yue Yi drooled with greed. Ji Chong said, "My mother used to like to make this kind of buns for me. I could eat three or four when I was very young."
    "Pig." Yue Yi gave him a conclusion. As it turned out, Yue Yi was also attracted by the buns. She ate three in a row, which was the limit for her appetite. Yue Yi looked at her wrist and said sadly: "I'm getting fat."
    "It's good to be fat."
    "No, I won't look good if I'm fat."
    "How could that be? You look good no matter what." Ji Chong honestly uttered his true thoughts.
    Yue Yi was a little proud and raised her chin proudly. Ji Chong couldn't help laughing, and the little princess was so angry that she threw the pillow at him again.
    The small dough figurine that Ji Chong made for her before was already dry. Yue Yi was reluctant and said: "Can you make a little rabbit for me next time?"
    "Sure. I'll make one for you tomorrow."
    At night, when Ji Chong went to bed, he wanted to sleep on the floor as usual. When the candle was about to go out, Yue Yi stopped him and said: "Ji Chong, can you...can you accompany me?"
    He was stunned and a little confused.
    Yue Yi's face was a little pale. She pointed at the bed and begged lightly: "I'm scared, can you accompany me?"
    Ji Chong knew that she was really scared by the words of the mysterious man. He agreed, extinguished the candle, and came to the bed and lay down. The little princess still kept her eyes open in the darkness and could barely see the outline of the young man: "Ji Chong, talk to me."
    "What?" He spoke stiffly, his throat a little itchy. The two were so close to each other, and although he was not drugged, his legs were still a little swollen because of the scent on her body.
    "Well, you said you have never seen your father. Why?"
    Ji Chong took a deep breath, concealed all inappropriate elegance, and narrated: "I have not had a father since I can remember. I asked my mother, and my mother said that my father left us. I asked again, does that mean he doesn't want us anymore? My mother said it's more or less the same, but she also said that she doesn't want my father anymore, so the two are even."
    "Does your mother still hate your father?"
    "To be honest, I can't feel my mother's hatred. When she mentions it, her tone is always very flat, as if this happened to someone else. If I don't ask, she will never mention it."
    Yue Yi looked up: "Then do you want to see your father?"
    Ji Chong concentrated on thinking for a while, and finally said with a slight smile: "It depends on fate. Maybe I am destined not to have a father's love. Anyway, so many years have passed, I've gotten used to it."
    Yue Yi pouted, a little indignant: "Your father is pretty bad. He doesn't even come to see your mother and you."
    Ji Chong didn't think there was anything wrong at first. But after hearing her say that, he felt warm inside, and quickly turned over. The two of them were facing each other sideways. He looked at her slightly angry face and smiled and said, "Thank you for saying that."
    She lowered her head, and she didn't know why she blurted out the words to him. She was shy in her heart: "Why are you thanking me?"
    "I know you care about me." The boy smiled honestly.
    "You think too much. Who is willing to care about you." She said this, but she didn't dodge. She still grabbed his clothes with one hand and shook it gently.
    "Yue Yi."
    "Yeah, I'm here."
    Ji Chong scratched his head, moved closer without leaving a trace, and said nervously: "Can I make a request?"
    (Xiao Chong's heart was in turmoil...I couldn't hold on anymore...)
    ＹuwanɡsΗe(慾朢涻). ΜE
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