Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1509 “What do you think?”

It is better to acknowledge her or make her feel that this situation is normal.

Thinking of this, he sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to gently brush away the scattered hair on Qiu Yihe's forehead.

Act as if you have no interest in her underwear style.

He reached out and placed his hand on her hot forehead.

"You're still so shy even though you have a fever. Your face is getting even redder. Get some rest."

The same sudden action as before made Qiu Yihe hold his breath involuntarily.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

Jiang Cheng's deep eyes reflected her panic.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Qiu Yihe didn't know where she got the courage from, but she suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist as he was fixing her hair.

She could feel Jiang Cheng's pulse beating under her fingertips, strong and fast.

"Jiang Cheng..." she called softly, her voice a little hoarse due to the fever, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Jiang Cheng did not answer immediately. His gaze slowly moved down from Qiu Yihe's eyes and fell on her slightly open lips.

Qiu Yihe's lips looked particularly red due to the high fever, like ripe cherries, tempting to pick.

The air became thick and hot.

Qiu Yihe felt Jiang Cheng's hand slipping from her hair and gently holding her cheek.

His thumb rubbed slowly across her cheekbone, his movements incredibly gentle.

He deliberately slowed down his breathing, letting the warm breath brush against her lips.

"What do you think?"

Qiu Yihe did not answer, or rather, she was unable to think.

Jiang Cheng's eyes appeared a dangerous amber color under the dim bedside lamp, and a fire that she could not understand was beating deep in his pupils.

Her eyelashes were trembling violently at this moment.

Should I push him away?

Should I push him away? If I don't, will it be the same as last time?

Reason was screaming but my body seemed to be nailed to the spot, even my fingertips were numb and I couldn't move.

"I don't know..." Qiu Yihe's voice trembled a little, and his tongue licked his dry lower lip unconsciously.

While licking, the tip of her tongue accidentally licked the edge of Jiang Cheng's finger.

Qiu Yihe could feel that his unconscious licking made Jiang Cheng's breath heavier.

Turning his head shyly, Qiu Yihe said in a low voice.

"You don't have to be with me. I feel like you've always been... distant to me."

In fact, this feeling is definitely not only shared by Qiu Yihe, but also by all the women around him.

In fact, even if Jiang Cheng wanted to solve this problem, he was powerless.

Except one day the system will be able to create a shadow clone for him.

But it was obvious that Jiang Cheng had told the system about this problem several times, but had never received any feedback.

Taking advantage of Qiu Yihe's inner relaxation, Jiang Cheng suddenly leaned over, so close that their noses almost touched.

"Is this considered being close yet distant?" He chuckled, his Adam's apple rolling in her sight, "What about now?"

Qiu Yihe's gaze fell on his lips uncontrollably.

Those thin lips that always uttered teasing words to her now looked unexpectedly soft.

She suddenly remembered the entanglement in the bathroom and the unusual tremor.

The high fever made her mind sticky and bold.

By the time he reacted, Qiu Yihe had already grabbed the front of Jiang Cheng's shirt with some responsbility, and tilted his head back to press against the two warm pieces.

Jiang Cheng's answer obviously made her very dissatisfied.

Before answering her question, Qiu Yihe admitted that he was a little carried away by Jiang Cheng's teasing.

Although her head was dizzy, Jiang Cheng's hesitation and avoidance still made Qiu Yihe suddenly sober up.

She was just a little dizzy but that didn't mean she was stupid.

After ruling out Jiang Cheng's intentions towards her, Qiu Yihe knew that Jiang Cheng would most likely not put her first.

So no matter before or now, Jiang Cheng was probably just flirting with her.

Otherwise how to explain Jiang Cheng's coldness towards her at other times.

At this moment, she was angry.

Imagine a beautiful woman is attracted by your flirting, but turns around and finds that your actions towards her are just casual.

Perhaps if it were another woman at this moment, Jiang Cheng would also flirt with her without hesitation.

So tell me whether you are angry or not.

But compared to ordinary girls, Qiu Yihe's means of revenge are a little bit weird.

She was angry but didn't want Jiang Cheng to know her little thoughts.

With her stubborn character who had lacked love since childhood, she felt ashamed when Jiang Cheng said this about her little thoughts.

Feel like a loser.

So after getting angry, Qiu Yihe simply challenged Jiang Cheng.

Take the initiative to flirt with him and let him know that you are dispensable to him.

Not even for the aftertaste of his kiss.

Isn't it just a kiss?

Isn't it just a one-night stand?

Do you really think I can’t afford to have fun?

Qiu Yihe awkwardly held his lower lip and sucked it gently.

Her hands unconsciously climbed onto Jiang Cheng's shoulders, pulling him closer.

Before she could figure out what tricks to use to conquer Jiang Cheng.

The next second, the world was spinning and my back sank into the soft mattress.

Qiu Yihe heard the tiny sobs coming out of his throat.

Jiang Cheng pushed her down on the bed, one hand on her side and the other hand on her waist.

From being passive to being active, the kiss that started out as a small fight suddenly became fierce.

When he pried open her teeth, Qiu Yihe felt as if his soul was about to be sucked away.

Through the thin pajamas, Qiu Yihe could feel the warmth of his palm, which almost burned her.

"Hmm..." When Jiang Cheng's lips moved towards her neck, Qiu Yihe couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Jiang Cheng's kiss went down along her neck and lingered at her collarbone.

The big feel of the hand made Jiang Cheng's movements become a little rough.

The skidding pattern is also getting faster and faster.

His breath fanned against her skin, stirring up a shudder.

The dizziness from the fever and the lack of oxygen mixed into a thrilling pleasure.

She unconsciously arched her waist, but felt an even hotter and harder touch.

At this critical moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped all movements.

He propped himself up, frowned, controlled his breathing and looked at Qiu Yihe: "You're still running a fever."

Qiu Yihe opened his eyes blankly and saw that the burning desire in Jiang Cheng's eyes was being replaced by rationality bit by bit.

Only then did she realize that she was indeed dizzy and her whole body was hot, and everything that had just happened was almost entirely in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

"I..." She wanted to say something, but Jiang Cheng gently pressed his lips with his fingers.

"Don't finish your words yet." Jiang Cheng's voice was a little hoarse, "Let me calm down."

After saying this, Jiang Cheng moved away from her with difficulty, sat on the bed and took a few deep breaths, as if trying to calm himself down.

According to the progress just now, we can actually go in directly.

But doing this while having a high fever is obviously not a good memory.

Qiu Yihe looked blankly at the bulging veins on his forehead.

At this moment, her cheeks were flushed and her lips, which were wet from being kissed, were slightly open.

The collar of her clothes had already slipped off her shoulders during the struggle, revealing a large area of pink skin.

Looking at Jiang Cheng's tense back, she suddenly felt confused again.

What does this mean?

It’s not necessarily that he cares about her, but when she was venting her malicious desires, Jiang Cheng chose to be considerate to her.

Jiang Cheng was like this, always making her sober up in an instant and sink into depravity in an instant.

The frown showed no sign of relaxing.

She just felt that she could no longer let Jiang Cheng influence her thoughts.

What is she if she lets him do whatever he wants and leave whenever he wants?

Seeing Jiang Cheng stand up, Qiu Yihe reached out and pulled the corner of Jiang Cheng's clothes: "Don't go..."

In a hurry, he pulled Jiang Cheng hard and pressed him onto the bed.

"Who do you think I am? Don't move. It's my turn."

To be honest, the mind perception skill did sense the fluctuations in Qiu Yihe's heart.

But Jiang Cheng didn't know his specific inner thoughts.

Originally, he really wanted to be considerate to Qiu Yihe, but the other party was unwilling.

What should I do? No way?

Since the other party was so strong, Jiang Cheng felt that he had no choice but to cooperate.

With the cooperation, Jiang Cheng soon lay down like a salted fish.

Amidst his grimace of sighs, Jiang Cheng just felt a little regretful.

Qiu Yihe works so hard, but he doesn’t even have a Descendants Card. What a pity.

Based on previous experiences, it was all a warm and comfortable feeling.

But now Qiu Yihe has a high fever, and the temperature of his mouth exceeds 38 degrees.