frightfiction Chapter 110 Do you hate it when I kiss you?
Chapter 110 Do you hate it when I kiss you?
Liao Yunqing's head was spinning, and his face was as pale as paper.
Previously, Ye Jingke only said that he was framed by Su Qi and Zhang Caifeng and locked up in a mental hospital, and that he was able to escape with Cheng Ai's help, but the truth was unexpected.
It's understandable that Bai Jing went undercover but didn't report it to the police or contact anyone. Putting aside the fact that her sister secretly returned to China, why didn't she say anything?
Ye Jingke noticed his confusion, lowered his eyes and chuckled, "You're curious about why Yunyan didn't mention it at all, and so am I, but it's all in the past, so there's no need to bring it up again."
After a brief pause, he guessed, "Perhaps she just wants to marry into the Ye family, so whether Su Qi can replace me is not important to her."
"What?" Liao Yunqing's eyes widened, unable to hide her shock, her lips trembling. "Don't joke around, I'm scared."
"Who knows?" Ye Jingke shrugged indifferently, then patted his shoulder. "No matter what, I don't want you to interfere in my personal relationships. If Liao Yunyan provokes Ai Ai, or schemes against me, don't blame me for not showing brotherly affection."
After saying that, he wiped the bloodstains off the door, washed his hands, and left.
Liao Yunqing naturally noticed this action. Recalling the strange behavior of Cheng Ai and the bald, pot-bellied man, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, horrified.
And Yunyan, why is the younger sister described by Ye Jingke different from the one I remember?
No! He needs to observe carefully before drawing any conclusions.
As for the illegitimate daughter, Liao Yunqing wanted to talk to Lü Hanmo first before making any plans.
Cheng Ai was still braiding the red rope, and Ye Jingke did not return to his original spot, but sat down next to her.
Seeing her unapproachable demeanor, he touched the tip of his nose, cautiously poked her arm, and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"
Before she could answer, he continued, "Liao Yunyan is Liao Yunqing's younger sister. She has always had feelings for me, but I have no interest in her."
Cheng Ai stopped what she was doing, looked up at him, and blinked her big, watery almond-shaped eyes. "Did you kiss her?"
Ye Jingke was taken aback, then couldn't help but chuckle, "I've only ever kissed you."
Cheng Ai lowered her head, her two fingers frantically twirling the red string. "Will you end up like Cheng Yunfan, getting Wang Ying pregnant and then marrying someone else?"
Ye Jingke put on a stern face and solemnly promised, "Absolutely not!"
At two in the morning, when most passengers were asleep, he lowered his voice and tentatively asked, "Ai Ai, how do you feel about me right now?"
Cheng Ai looked up, puzzled.
He pursed his lips and asked in a more direct way, "Do you like me?"
"Like?" Cheng Ai murmured, racking her brains for an answer. She even began to try to recall fragments of the original owner's memories of being in love. Unfortunately, Hao Jian's big face was too terrifying, and she felt like vomiting as soon as she put herself in that position.
Seeing her expression shift between conflict, deep thought, and disdain, Ye Jingke's anxious heart sank to the bottom.
When Liao Yunqing exposed Liao Yunyan's true colors, he realized one thing: Liao Yunyan had fallen in love with Cheng Ai.
Whether you say he was lustful and wanted to repay her kindness with his body, or that he wanted to learn mystical arts to protect himself and wreak havoc, he just wanted to keep her by his side.
He could have let things develop as they were; after all, there was no need for him to meddle in other people's quarrels and fights.
Seeing Cheng Ai being mocked, misunderstood, and bullied by her brothers, he couldn't help but get angry and wanted to stand up for her.
A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Ye Jingke's eyes. He gently pinched her smooth, delicate cheek and said tenderly, "It's okay if you don't like it. We can work on it another day..."
Before she could finish speaking, a soft, slightly embarrassed voice came from behind her, "I don't understand liking, I don't understand love, I can't distinguish between the real and the fake online, and I'm not good at changing my mind depending on the situation."
Cheng Ai lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow that concealed all her emotions. "The people of Qingyun Temple rely on going down the mountain to gain experience and accumulate good deeds to earn incense offerings and make a living. But they don't seem to believe in things like mystic arts, talismans, or feng shui."
Her voice was very soft, almost inaudible. "I can't act, I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't play the piano. I'm not suited to be a star at all, but I have no other choice but to grit my teeth and keep moving forward."
Cheng Ai scratched her hair in distress and sighed, "My master taught me a lot, but he didn't tell me how to survive in a complex environment. I don't want to complain, but I have nowhere to confide in."
Ye Jingke felt a slight pain in his heart. He took her cold little hand in his hand and rubbed it. "Don't worry, I'm here for you."
Cheng Ai looked up and met his deeply affectionate eyes. She asked blankly, "Then what is 'like'? Master Wu also said he liked me. Do you two mean the same thing?"
Ye Jingke shook his head, freeing one hand to gently tap her chest twice. "Wu Xu's kind of affection is an elder's appreciation for a younger person, while what I'm talking about is marriage and having children. You need to feel it with your heart."
He planted a quick kiss on the corner of her lips, then pulled away just as fast, looking directly into her bewildered eyes. "Do you hate it when I kiss you?"
Cheng Ai's face flushed bright red, her heart pounding wildly. It felt similar to the kiss she received in the bathroom last time—breathtaking, shy, and filled with longing.
She stared intently at those two thin lips, unconsciously leaning closer to gently caress them.
Cheng Ai smiled in fascination. Just like the touch before, it was fragrant and soft, bouncy like jelly.
The two were very close, their breaths, one deep and one shallow, intertwined to create a tender curve, and the atmosphere was incredibly romantic.
Ye Jingke let Cheng Ai do as she pleased, thinking it would just be a simple touch, but unexpectedly she kissed him without warning.
His body stiffened, a tingling sensation exploding in his head. He could no longer endure it, and disregarding the occasion, he grabbed the person and strode away.
A small number of passengers woke up slowly upon hearing the noise, looked around but found nothing amiss, and then went back to sleep. Among them were Zhong Zheyi and Liao Yunqing.
Inside the restroom, Cheng Ai was being held and sat on the marble edge of the sink.
Ye Jingke buried his head in her neck, gently rubbing against her, inhaling her faint fragrance. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was deep and husky as he said, "Hold me tight."
Cheng Ai, not understanding why, obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, a hint of anticipation in her heart.
Ye Jingke chuckled softly, put one arm around her waist and the other on the back of her head, his lips moving up to cover her with a kiss that was both overwhelming and tender.
Lost in their own world, a crisp sound broke the silence.
The two paused and looked over at the same time. They saw that the jade hairpin that had been inserted into their hair was now lying quietly on the ground, while the newly formed butterfly jade was left in the pool.
Ye Jingke's enthusiasm vanished, replaced by a deep sense of guilt.
If I'm not mistaken, I must have accidentally knocked it away while I was lost in my own world.
He knew the significance and importance of the jade hairpin to Cheng Ai, so he quickly let go of her, picked it up, and presented it to her with a helpless expression, "Ai Ai, I'm so sorry..."