Marry Me Quick

Chapter 744 Did He Escape Again?

Jingshu tried to be as gentle as possible, stopping himself whenever he became too passionate.

She's going to be mine anyway. We can take it slow.

With that thought in mind, he slowed down and kissed her gently to guide her slowly.

Xia felt slightly lightheaded, like she had been thrust into a warm bath.

The temperature in the room slowly rose as their breathing quickened.

She immediately tried to curl herself into a ball out of shyness. Still, Jingshu held her hand firmly to reassure her.

She turned around and let out another muffled moan as she bit her lips to suppress her desires.

The same emotions were stirring inside Jingshu.

"Xia," he called her name, panting.

Xia opened her eyes in a daze. Though she couldn't decipher his expression, she noted that his eyes were set

ablaze, entrancing her with their intensity.

They were sweating profusely. Jingshu's damp hair fell to his forehead, making him look even more sexy.

Xia suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment upon seeing his restraint.

She smiled and wrapped her legs around his waist.

As soon as she did that, he let out a low grunt and wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"You asked for it!"

With that, he lowered himself into her. A yelp was heard from Xia, but Jingshu muffled her cry with a passionate

kiss.

It was going to be a long night.

Xia felt it to be painful and physically demanding.

"If you beg me to stop, I'll do that right away," he coaxed.

Xia returned to her senses. Not only am I willing to beg, I can even call you 'daddy'!

However, it seemed to have fueled him further after she did that. He grew more excited after hearing it.

She finally understood it would not be over anytime soon.

Jingshu had been going on and on for the entire night. When it was completely over, she was already unconscious.

…

Both of them slept through the next morning until it was midday.

Jingshu woke up first; the first thing in his sight was her dark, silky hair.

He froze for a moment before his memories slowly returned to him.

They were facing each other in bed, with Xia sleeping in his arms. Her soft body was ensconced in his embrace, and

her face was partially covered by her hair.

She was still in a deep slumber.

Jingshu gently retracted his arm that was encircling her waist and brushed her hair behind her ears. Then, he pulled

behind the sheets slightly, revealing her flushed cheeks due to the heat.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her lips were swollen.

She looked vulnerable and childlike in her sleep, tugging his heartstrings.

He lowered his head and kissed her gently. He dared not deepen the kiss to avoid waking her up.

Then, he gave a peck on her cheeks before tiptoeing into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, he saw the scratches on his body and smiled.

Suddenly, he recalled something and quickly got dressed.

The moment he opened the door, a waiter stood before him with a trolley of food. The waiter had two of his fingers

curled up in the air, suggesting he was about to knock on the door.

Jingshu arched his eyebrows inquisitively.

"I was asked to send this over," the waiter explained.

"Muchen?" A frown covered his forehead.

Chuan saw him leave with Xia the night before. Since they had not appeared since then, it was obvious what had

happened between them.

Well, I don't mind, but I'm not sure about Xia.

With that thought in mind, he waved to the waiter. "I'll bring it into the room myself, thanks."

He then pushed the trolley back into his room without waiting for the waiter's reply.

Xia was still sleeping.

I'm only going out for a bit. The food will still be warm.

He went to a pharmacy nearby.

The pharmacist was a middle-aged woman.

"How may I help you?" she asked in a business-like tone.

"I-I… uh… I'm looking for… some cream for wounds," he stammered uneasily.

"Where is the wound?" She glanced at him before turning around to look at the shelves.

He frowned, embarrassed to speak his thoughts.

She turned around and repeated, "Where is it?"

Jingshu scratched his head and admitted, "Down there, for a woman!"

The pharmacist froze for a brief moment before comprehension dawned on her.

"I see."

When she passed the cream to him, she looked at him sententiously. "You don't seem that young anymore.

Remember to control yourself. It's very sensitive there, so be gentle–"

"Thanks." In his thirty years of life, this was the first time he felt so embarrassed.

He grabbed the cream, placed the money on the table, and fled without waiting to get the change.

…

When he returned, he was dumbfounded to find the bed empty.

He ran to the bathroom and shouted, "Xia!"

No one was in the bathroom either.

Just when he was about to leave the room to look for her, he heard someone pull the curtains.

Xia emerged from the balcony in bath robes. Her hair was still damp – she had taken a shower after waking up.

She glanced at him before shifting her gaze away.

"Is your brain just a decoration?" Instead of looking around the room, he's about to look for me outside. What an

idiot.

Jingshu heaved a sigh of relief without getting angry at all.

He placed the cream into his pockets and brought her to the dining table.

"You must be hungry. The waiter sent some food over; just take what you like."

While speaking, he took some of the food onto a plate on the dining table.

There was a variety of different cuisines. Should I thank Muchen's thoughtfulness?

Xia ignored him and started eating a sandwich. The physically-taxing activity last night had indeed worn her out.

When she woke up, she thought he left her again when he was nowhere to be seen.

At least there's some decency left in him.

After the meal, Xia realized that Jingshu didn't touch the food at all.

"Have you eaten?"

Jingshu shook his head and passed the cream to her awkwardly. "This… is for you…"

"What is–"

She choked before she could finish her sentence. Upon realizing what it was for, she blushed and let out a cold

snort.

She was about to leave the room but felt a pain in the lower half of her body and took the cream.

Jingshu leaned against his chair as he watched her enter the bathroom. He thought she wouldn't want the medicine

at all.

He wanted to help her with it, but he knew she would disagree.

Suddenly, he found himself imagining what Xia was doing in the bathroom and turned hard.

Damn it!