After a while, she lifted her little head, her small hand tucked under the quilt, and it wasn't until Duan Xi gently held and squeezed it that she finally settled down, asking him in a whisper, "Brother Xi, did you really run all the way here?"
Duan Xi responded softly.
Jiaojiao felt both touched and pained, whispering, "I miss you too."
Duan Xi bent down, looking at her moving little mouth, couldn't hold back and kissed her, the two kissed in the darkness, their breaths mingling, and with Little Potato lying behind them, Jiaojiao's heart raced faster than ever.
Duan Xi didn't want to go further; after a deep taste, he let her go, with one big hand gently stroking her back.
Jiaojiao had always liked this soothing touch since she was a child. When she slept with the Ruanlin Family, they would stroke her back like that. Now being stroked by Duan Xi, her mind quickly blurred, she clearly had more to say, but once she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.
