Chapter 21: Song Zhizhi on a Drunken Frenzy+
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
On the floor of the living room.
Ji Baijian glared angrily at Song Zhizhi who was on top of him.
Song Zhizhi stared into Ji Baijian’s black eyes. Why did she feel like those eyes were so radiant that they were going to suck her in?
She abruptly fell silent.
She looked straight into the eyes of Ji Baijian. Then, she slowly lowered her eyes. For some reason, her head moved down too.
But before she could get close, she was jolted back to her senses by a cold voice, “I dare you to try it.” Song Zhizhi rolled her eyes.
Miser.
She rolled over and got up from the floor.
It completely escaped her notice that the man underneath her let out a big sigh. He quickly climbed up from the floor, looking like nothing had happened.
He dragged Song Zhizhi by the hand and threw her into the bath.
“Wash yourself!” Ji Baijian said.
He let go of Song Zhizhi and actually turned on the cold water tap for her before he banged shut the bathroom door and walked away.
Song Zhizhi stared at Ji Baijian’s back.
He’s a grown man. Why was he embarrassed?
She roared from within the bathroom, “Ji Baijian, you may not believe me, but we’ve actually done it years ago… I’m familiar with every inch of your body.
Your pectoral muscles, abs, biceps, back muscles… I’ve seen them all.”
The person outside the door froze. His steps then became faster.
Huhu, so cold.
Song Zhizhi shivered as she took off her clothes. She quickly washed herself, then put on the large bathrobe nearby which Ji Baijian had apparently prepared for her. Having done that, she walked out of the bathroom.
Ji Baijian was done showering too. He was sitting on the sofa in dark blue, high-quality silk pajamas. He cast a sidelong glance at Song Zhizhi and told her, “You’ll be sleeping in that room tonight!”
He gestured with a long, slender finger.
So cold.
She felt terrible.
She squirmed into the blanket and fell asleep with her head spinning.
After waiting for about half an hour and making sure that he could hear no movement inside the room, Ji Baijian slowly got up and walked to the room Song Zhizhi was sleeping in. Seeing that Song Zhizhi had shrunk into a ball in the blanket, he turned off the light, closed the door and returned to his own room to lie down.
It was already late at night. He had just received news that the two people in the hotel had concluded their “battle” and had fallen asleep. The thing he wanted would be sent over tomorrow morning.
Ji Bai turned over in bed, thinking of something.
He had not had much contact with Song Zhizhi before this, but even he could tell that Song Zhizhi had changed a lot. How could someone suddenly turn into a completely different person? Was there really such a thing as “rebirth”?
It seemed really absurd.
Ji Baijian fell into deep thought.
There was a sudden movement in the doorway. Before Ji Baijian could react, a body had suddenly pounced on him like a falling comet.
Ji Baijian coughed, hard. The swell on the back of his head was still there. The impact nearly made him lose consciousness.
“What the hell are you doing now, Song Zhizhi?!” Ji Baijian roared.
Song Zhizhi stared pitifully at Ji Baijian in the dark. “I’m cold, ” she said.
“Get up,” Ji Baijian’s voice was still loud.
Song Zhizhi climbed up from his body and sat upright.
Ji Baijian turned on the light. It illuminated the figure of Song Zhizhi sitting on him.
“Can you hug me?” Song Zhizhi asked.
She suddenly really wanted him to hold her tight, like he did that night.
She could clearly remember the feeling of warmth and firmness he gave her.
She actually missed it. She missed the immense warmth he had given her when she was at her most miserable!
Ji Baijian had no idea what was on Song Zhizhi’s mind. With his throat trembling, he pulled at Song Zhizhi’s bathrobe and wrapped it around her until she was completely covered. He then pulled the belt tight, so tight that Song
Zhizhi protested. “It hurts.”
Ji Baijian took a deep breath.
He wondered if he could just strangle her to death and be done with it.
He let go and pulled Song Zhizhi close. Sensing that her body temperature was somewhat high, he realized that she was having a fever, so he let her lie down.
Song Zhizhi shifted her body uncomfortably.
She heard the threatening voice of Ji Baijian, “If you move again, I’ll kick you out.”
Song Zhizhi instantly behaved.
She did not move an inch under Ji Baijian’s blanket. It felt really warm. She slowly fell asleep.
On the contrary, the man beside her kept tossing and turning, finding it hard to sleep..