Chapter 248: Chapter 242: This Is Everyone’s Usual Morning Routine 2
"Rest," Rong Mochen said.
"Why are you holding me if you want to rest?" Jin Jumo’s cheeks blushed slightly.
Rong Mochen turned to look at her, those deep, abyss-like black eyes, like a vortex with strong suction pulling Jin Jumo in, "You rest with me."
Jin Jumo’s eyelids trembled, "How can that be?"
"It’s fine if I say so." Rong Mochen said, pulling Jin Jumo into the master bedroom and closing the door behind them.
"Stop messing around!" Jin Jumo glanced at the closed door anxiously.
Rong Mochen pressed Jin Jumo’s shoulders and made her sit on the bed, leaned down, his slightly hot forehead against hers, his voice hoarse, "Without your consent, I won’t do anything to you. How about keeping me company for the night?"
Jin Jumo blushed deeply, "What are you saying, keeping you company... What do you mean? Rong Mochen, stop being unreasonable."
Rong Mochen lifted her up and tucked her into the soft bed, removed her slippers with one hand, then climbed in and locked her in his arms like iron shackles, "Sleep."
Jin Jumo was squeezed so hard she almost couldn’t breathe, her cheeks flushed as she struggled, "Rong Mochen, I’m really tired, can you stop messing with me?"
Rong Mochen said nothing, pressing his hard chin against her hair.
Knowing his stubbornness, Jin Jumo felt powerless, took a difficult breath, and whispered, "Are you sure you won’t do anything?"
Rong Mochen’s lips twitched slightly, after a moment, "Hmm."
Jin Jumo closed her eyes, "Then I’ll leave once you fall asleep."
Rong Mochen frowned, "No."
"..."
Jin Jumo bit her lip in anger, glaring at his chin.
Once sure she wouldn’t leave, Rong Mochen’s arm circled her waist slightly loosened.
Jin Jumo’s breathing instantly became more comfortable.
She hadn’t rested well for several days, and throughout today, she felt something frequently tapping her mind, feeling very sleepy.
Leaning against his warm chest, it didn’t take long for Jin Jumo’s eyelids to feel heavy, she closed her eyes and never opened them again, falling asleep just like that.
A gentle breath brushed across her chest, Rong Mochen’s eyes softened as he looked down at the small face resting on his chest.
Long fingers gently caressed her tired eyelids, tracing the soft contours of her face slowly, over and over.
No one knew, even he realized later.
He was deeply infatuated with her, deeply attached to her.
Jin Jumo woke up in the morning feeling an unusual object pressing against her.
With furrowed brows, Jin Jumo slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a magnified handsome face, making her momentarily bewildered.
It took several seconds for her mind to wake.
Jin Jumo struggled for a while but could not break free; conversely, the more she struggled, the more apparent the change became.
"Rong Mochen, stop pretending, I know you’re awake."
Rong Mochen’s dark lashes fluttered slightly, slowly raising his eyelids, his cold black eyes still drowsy and gentle, his voice deep and raspy, "With all that noise you’re making, it’s hard not to wake up."
Jin Jumo felt ashamed, her face reddened, "If it weren’t for you..."
"What about me?" Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow.
Jin Jumo’s face turned purple from holding back, forcing herself to calm down, took a deep breath, "You promised last night you wouldn’t do anything, are you going back on your word?"
Looking somewhat innocent, Rong Mochen gazed at Jin Jumo, "What did I do to you?"
"You’re pretending again." Jin Jumo gritted her teeth.
Rong Mochen squinted slightly, his arms abruptly tightened around Jin Jumo’s waist, pressing his lower abdomen closer to her, his voice even huskier, "Is this what you’re talking about? You can’t blame me for this."
Pausing, Rong Mochen’s smile flickered at the corner of his mouth, "Four years ago, you should have gotten used to it."
"I’m no match for you!" Jin Jumo said angrily, "Let me go, I’m getting up."
"It’s still early, sleep some more." Rong Mochen said, with a smile, looking at her flushed face, "Weren’t you bold and straightforward with me before? Why so shy now?"
Shy...
Jin Jumo almost choked, "I think you’re not fully awake, I’m clearly furious."
"Heh." Rong Mochen chuckled without saying more.
The more he acted like this, the more Jin Jumo felt he believed her reaction was one of shyness.
Her ears turned bright red too, frustrated, "Let go of me!"
Rong Mochen leisurely stared at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo saw that he not only didn’t let go but tightened his grip around her waist, causing her heart to twitch in anger, "Rong, mm..."
Rong Mochen’s thin lips timely caught Jin Jumo’s lips, stirring a turbulent storm.