They didn't stop until they were exhausted, their sweaty bodies pressed together, and they hugged each other on the soft sofa.
After Jiang Ji recovered for a while, he carried Qin Qingzhuo to the bathroom to take a shower. He leaned against the tiles behind him and applied shower gel on Qin Qingzhuo.
He liked this step. Every time after he finished, he would look at the marks left on Qin Qingzhuo's body and feel a subtle, possessive sense of satisfaction.
This feeling reached its peak this time, and because he didn't hold back during the process, Qin Qingzhuo's body was almost entirely covered with marks from him.
He just acted as if he was appreciating his own work, while applying shower gel on Qin Qingzhuo's body, he also slowly stroked Qin Qingzhuo's body.
Qin Qingzhuo also liked the feeling of being gently caressed by Jiang Ji after they were done, which made him feel that he was being loved passionately.
He hugged Jiang Ji, resting his chin on his shoulder, and reached out to touch Jiang Ji's Adam's apple: "Does your throat still hurt?"
"It hurts so much that I'm about to smoke." Jiang Ji said. In fact, it didn't hurt that much, but he wanted to exaggerate it to make Qin Qingzhuo feel distressed.
Qin Qingzhuo really came over and kissed his Adam's apple, and then asked him, "When is the rehearsal today?"
"After four o'clock in the afternoon," Jiang Ji's Adam's apple slid as he spoke, touching Qin Qingzhuo's lips, "Wait until Sister Shi finishes her class."
"Then keep your voice down during rehearsal and take good care of yourself in the next few days."
Jiang Ji squeezed some shower gel into his palm and rubbed it on Qin Qingzhuo's thin and tough abdominal muscles. The ups and downs caused by him not long ago appeared in his mind, and he said "hmm" nonchalantly.
"If I don't go find you, when will we be able to meet?" Qin Qingzhuo naturally didn't know what was in his mind. Seeing that Jiang Ji didn't say anything, he continued to chat with him, "Can you finish recording the song before the finals and come to see me?"
"I'm not going to look for you." Jiang Ji lied calmly, "I'll ask someone to give you the recorded song. When you figure it out, come find me."
"Really?" He said it so convincingly that Qin Qingzhuo took it seriously.
"Well, you've said that and you're still waiting for me to find you," Jiang Ji glanced at him, "Qin Qingzhuo, do you have a conscience?"
Qin Qingzhuo knew he was in the wrong: "... What if I can't figure it out?"
"If you can't figure it out, you'll lose me. Do you know what this means?" Jiang Ji reached out to pinch his face, but didn't use much force, and because his hand was stained with shower gel, it quickly slipped away. "It means you'll lose the person who loves you the most in the world. Even if you find another boyfriend, you can only find the person who loves you the second most in the world. You're at a big loss, you know that."
It looks ferocious, just like a fierce but soft-hearted young animal. Qin Qingzhuo had this association. Even if it stretched out its claws to attack people, it would hide its sharp fingertips.
I thought to myself that if that was the case, I probably wouldn’t enter into a relationship again, but I asked, “What about you?”
"I just lost someone who didn't like me very much," Jiang Ji used the shower to help him rinse off the foam on his body, and returned to his nonchalant look, "My loss is not as big as yours."
Qin Qingzhuo didn't say anything at first. They had obviously reconciled and both of them were talking about hypothetical things, but when he thought about the possibility of losing each other, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.