Pampered by My Ex's Cousin

Chapter 548 - 540: Jealousy (Nineteen)

But she still suffered a bit, swallowing several large mouthfuls of water from the bathtub and nearly choking to death.

"Uncle..."

Driven by the will to survive, Ji Anning vigorously pushed Ji Chicheng in the water, while the faucet continued to run, the water rising steadily.

It took a great deal of effort before she finally managed to crawl out from under Ji Chicheng.

She turned and leaned against one end of the bathtub, exhausted from the effort, now feeling a sense of relief.

Both hands rested on the edge of the tub as she gasped for air.

After catching her breath, she suddenly remembered Ji Chicheng and anxiously looked over; the bathtub was not large enough, with Ji Chicheng’s tall form curled up, his legs still outside the tub.

And his head was deeply submerged in the water.

"Uncle!" Ji Anning said nervously as she went over, kneeling in front of Ji Chicheng to drag him.

But his body was so heavy, if he wasn’t willing to cooperate, her petite frame couldn’t do anything with him at all.

"Uncle, move a little, or you’ll suffocate," she pleaded.

"Wouldn’t you be happier if I were dead?"

Suddenly, the man raised his head, his eyes, bloodshot from being soaked in the water, giving Ji Anning a cold stare.

Ji Anning was taken aback, opened her mouth, but then closed her lips again.

She found that now, she couldn’t say a single harsh or hurtful word to him.

She lowered her eyelids, silent.

Both immersed in the bathtub, it was clear how thoroughly soaked their clothes were; Ji Anning wore a V-neck, sleeveless dress, light burgundy.

Her makeup still on, her lips painted with a color matching the dress, wet, and under the light, her lips appeared particularly plump and alluring.

The hem of her dress, soaked in the water, floated up, like a blooming flower, and in that moment, she looked like a gorgeous queen.

"Ji Anning, I really want to kill you."

Suddenly, the man pounced on her like a wild beast, pressing her down and seizing her tempting red lips in a kiss.

Ji Anning’s eyes widened in shock.

Her petite body, extra soft in the water, Ji Chicheng’s arm tightly wrapped around her waist, giving her no chance to resist.

A heated, frantic kiss mixed with heavy breathing.

It made Ji Anning a bit disoriented, her body seemed ignited, her face flushing red.

"Uncle... mm..."

Just as she had grabbed a bit of space to breathe, the man’s lips pressed down hard again, his tongue forcefully prying open her lips, entwining with her own, a dominate tangle.

His hands lifted her waist, pressing her body tight against his.

Her clothes had slipped from her shoulders, revealing her soft curves.

Guiding Ji Chicheng’s kisses downward, after their lips were finally free, Ji Anning took several deep breaths, then reached out to push Ji Chicheng away.

One hand cradled his head, his thick hair, and her fingertips unintentionally touched his feverish cheek, causing a tremor in her heart.

Suddenly, the man’s frenetic movements ceased, and Ji Anning looked down.

Ji Chicheng lay on her chest, his face to the side, gasping for air, eyes closed, with long, dense eyelashes wet with droplets.

What on earth had happened? What was weighing on his mind?

His furrowed brows showed such pain.

Ji Anning felt a pang of sympathy and gently stroked his brow with her fingers, but she couldn’t smooth away his troubles.

"Uncle?"

Her voice trembled as she called out, and the man, eyes still closed, barely moved his moist lips, "You’re all the same..."

All of them inciting deep love and intense hatred in him.