USWHC -Chapter 458 A Toad Wants to Eat Swan Meat (Part 8)

“Who said you could leave?” Ji Yi put on an overbearing, rogue-like expression. “You take advantage of me and then try to run? No way!”

“Who took advantage of you?” Zhu Jie immediately glared back, acting tough.

Ji Yi suddenly acted coy, clutching his chest as he choked up, “You dare say you didn’t? Y-you… what did you do that night?” As he spoke, he even started sniffling like a wronged little wife—completely putting on an act.

Damn it, isn’t it usually men who take advantage in those situations? She didn’t cry, but he did? What kind of shameless rascal was this!

Zhu Jie snorted coldly, then also put on the act of a street rogue, grinning mischievously. “Since I already took advantage, why wouldn’t I run?”

“Nope! If you’ve taken advantage once, you’ve got to keep taking advantage!” Ji Yi spread his arms wide, puckering his lips teasingly. “Come on, hug me, give me a kiss!”

Honestly, he really did look like a proper hooligan. Seeing him like that, Zhu Jie couldn’t help but laugh. “Go away, stop fooling around—people are watching!”

“I know, they’re still on the roof,” Ji Yi said with a wicked grin, pointing upward. “But they’ve fallen asleep!”

Zhu Jie widened her eyes at that. “You’re quite something!”

“If you don’t have a few tricks, how are you supposed to chase girls? Come on, give me a hug!” Ji Yi said as he actually pulled her tightly into his arms.

Though both of them had been laughing, the moment that warm embrace wrapped around them again, their smiles faded.

“What exactly did you come here for?” Zhu Jie murmured softly, her voice low and gentle.

“To marry you, of course!” Ji Yi replied playfully. “Marry me, and you can take advantage of me for a lifetime—sounds like a good deal, right?”

“Tch!” Zhu Jie scoffed softly, but tears began to fall uncontrollably. “If only it were that simple…”

“No matter how hard it is, I’m going to marry you,” Ji Yi said earnestly. “Tell me—what do I need to do to marry you?”

Zhu Jie held him tightly but didn’t answer for a long time. It’s impossible… no matter what, it’s impossible…

Her tears soaked into his clothes, the warmth making his heart tremble. Unable to resist, he lowered his head and gently kissed her neck—he truly couldn’t stop himself from wanting to hold and kiss her.

That kiss stirred her heart, and she responded instinctively. The two of them embraced passionately, as if lost in each other. She was his wife, and he was her husband—at that moment, nothing could separate them.

“You bad man… why did you come…” Zhu Jie sobbed hoarsely, unable to hold back, though her kisses grew more intense, scattering across his face and shoulders.

“Mm—” Suddenly, she bit down hard on his shoulder, as if venting all her emotions. He clenched his teeth and endured it, letting her do as she pleased.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… it’s all my fault,” he murmured gently, trying to comfort her. “I made you suffer.”

“You bad man! Do you know how much I missed you?” Zhu Jie cried out, finally breaking down.

Her tears glistened as they rolled down her cheeks, and his heart felt scorched by them. He couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss away her tears. “It’s my fault, all my fault. Hit me if you want, scold me if you want!”

As he spoke, he actually grabbed her hand and made her strike his chest. But this time, Zhu Jie stopped, choking up as she said, “What did you do wrong?”

“Making you sad—that’s what I did wrong,” Ji Yi replied, his voice breaking. “Letting you leave alone—that’s even worse. Making you bear all that grievance by yourself—that’s the worst of all!”

“You bad man…” Zhu Jie suddenly hugged him tightly, burying herself in his neck, breathing in his scent—the one she had longed for in countless sleepless nights.

Ji Yi suddenly lifted her up and tossed her gently onto the bed. Zhu Jie cried out shyly, “What are you doing?!”

“A short separation makes it feel like a new marriage! And we are newlyweds, after all!” Ji Yi grinned slyly as he pounced forward.

Zhu Jie’s face flushed bright red, yet she still responded to his passion, that burning warmth igniting both their hearts.