Chen Jing was bewildered, momentarily unable to grab him, and even when she did, she couldn’t pull him away. In her panic, she could only cover his forehead with her hand.
Jiang Dongling indeed stopped, not daring to move forward a bit, afraid of accidentally hurting her hand.
Chen Jing pushed him away hard. When she looked up and saw his swollen forehead seeping with blood, her eyes instantly reddened, and she said angrily, “Jiang Dongling, are you crazy!”
Seeing her cry, Jiang Dongling panicked and quickly explained, “I don’t feel pain. Nothing’s wrong.”
Afraid she wouldn’t believe him, Jiang Dongling grabbed her hand to press it against his forehead wound, “Don’t believe me? Try pressing hard. It really doesn’t hurt, it just looks terrible.”
This person—
Chen Jing withdrew her hand and glared at him, wanting to kick him to death. But after calming down and thinking, she couldn’t help but feel touched.
After all, the male lead loved the female lead; she was just the original author, so thinking too much was useless.
“
But what if this love was originally meant for her?
Chen Jing sighed softly, cupping his face and tiptoeing, gently blowing on his forehead. She didn’t know what this guy liked about her, loving her so deeply that she couldn’t even think of refusing.
Jiang Dongling’s pupils were deep black. His long eyelashes trembled slightly as he was about to speak, but his thin lips were stopped by her fingertips.
“Shh,” she said softly, “Don’t speak.”
The sensation on his lips was real and warm. Jiang Dongling said nothing and directly opened his mouth, taking her fingertip inside.
Chen Jing tried to pull her finger out but couldn’t. She rolled her eyes internally: “I’m talking to you.”
Jiang Dongling’s eyes curved, gently biting, and the tingling sensation spread from his fingertip throughout his body. Chen Jing couldn’t help but shiver.
After finally calming down, he extended his tongue tip and delicately licked. This was unbearable. She directly reached out with her other hand and lightly patted his face: “Let go.”
Jiang Dongling bit down and refused to release. He was smart and could see the care that had emerged in her eyes.
