Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 463 - Golden Tycoon (28)

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Chapter 463: Chapter 463 Golden Tycoon (28)

Jin Ning couldn’t outstubborn Chuzheng.

When he bathed at night, he dallied in the bathroom for ages without coming out.

Only when Chuzheng grew impatient and knocked on the door did he hurriedly finish up and leave.

Chuzheng simply lifted him from the wheelchair and placed him on the bed.

Chuzheng, who had already washed up, settled Jin Ning in and then climbed in from the other side, without a word wrapped him in her arms and comfortably stroked his hair for a while—then she fell asleep.

Jin Ning: “…”

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It was the first time Jin Ning had slept in the same bed with a girl, and his whole body was tense.

He didn’t even dare to move his fingers, afraid to touch what he shouldn’t.

So, he stayed tense all night, not daring to close his eyes.

The sky outside became brighter, and unsealed curtains let light pour in.

Jin Ning observed the girl holding him, who slept so peacefully she barely moved.

Just as Jin Ning’s mind wandered, the person hugging him suddenly ran her hand over his head, her fingers threading through his hair, gently rubbing it twice, then stopped moving.

But with that movement, Jin Ning was pressed closer to her.

A soft place pressed against his chest, and his mind exploded with a bang.

Somewhere dormant within him awoke, swiftly swelling and boldly pressing against the person beside him.

Jin Ning: “…”

He swallowed, took a deep breath, and carefully raised his hand to remove Chuzheng’s.

“Jin Ning, stop it,” the girl’s voice was slightly husky and gentle—not as sharp as usual, and unusually pleasant.

Jin Ning’s heart was about to leap out of his chest.

What was he causing trouble for?

He felt like he was about to explode.

Chuzheng moved slightly, and the distance between them grew.

Before Jin Ning could breathe a sigh of relief, Chuzheng’s hand suddenly glided down his chest.

Just as it was about to touch the forbidden zone, Jin Ning caught her hand.

“Chuzheng, are you awake?”

“Mmm…” Chuzheng, with her face buried in his shoulder, said boldly, “I’m helping you, it’s uncomfortable for me.”

I still want to hold your head and sleep some more.

Jin Ning felt like he was dealing with a hot potato; he wanted to let go but feared she would continue touching.

“No… no need, I’m getting up now.”

“It’s early,” Chuzheng said: “You usually get up at eight.”

Jin Ning: “…”

Jin Ning’s biological clock was always very precise; when he used to go to work, he woke up at six-thirty. After the accident, his biological clock shifted to eight…

Was she even aware of these details?

As Jin Ning was lost in thought, Chuzheng twisted her wrist and escaped from his grasp.

Jin Ning’s body tensed abruptly.

“Be good, don’t be tense,” Chuzheng’s voice resounded in his ear, her kiss landed on his neck, the hand under his head turned his face towards her, and she kissed him.

At nine a.m. sharp.

Chuzheng sat up slowly, first checked her phone, then turned her head to look at Jin Ning, who was lying on his side with his eyes closed.

Chuzheng got out of bed, walked over to him wearing slippers, clacking as she went.

The curtains slid open slowly.

Sunlight poured in from outside, filling the room with a golden glow.

Jin Ning furrowed his brows slightly, not daring to move.

“Jin Ning?”

Jin Ning’s eyelashes fluttered but he didn’t open his eyes.

“I’ll change your clothes,” Chuzheng said: “They got dirty earlier.”

“…”

His silence meant no opposition.

Chuzheng happily went to find clean clothes.

When she lifted the blanket, Jin Ning had no choice but to open his eyes, clutching at the blanket unwillingly.

He had utterly lost his composure. Like Immortals of elegance, now he looked embarrassed and angry, gritting his teeth: “I’ll do it myself, you go out first.”

Chuzheng was skeptical: “Can you really do it?”

“I can!”

Without her around, there was nothing he didn’t do himself.

“Hmm.”

Chuzheng too promptly agreed, put the clothes nearby, and leisurely left the room, even thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

Jin Ning lay on the bed, not moving for quite some time.

From yesterday until now, everything had felt like a dream.

Jin Ning took quite some time to get ready before he left, while Chuzheng was sitting at the dining table eating, his gaze fell on her hand holding the spoon.

Her hands were slender and fair, each finger like a piece of art, almost transparent under the light.

But…

Jin Ning averted his gaze.

His heartbeat sped up slightly.

“We’re going to the hospital at one in the afternoon,” Chuzheng reported her schedule without lifting her head.

“…Oh.”

Jin Ning knew she had another purpose in mind, something about a list.

It was very likely all for that list.

But even so.

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Jin Ning still couldn’t help but be enchanted.

He wanted to possess this person.

More and more so.

Jin Ning gripped the wheelchair’s handles tightly, restraining the desire within him.

—Jin Ning, this is who you are deep down, you should associate with the darkness.

No.

He was not.

Jin Ning’s leg was recovering slowly, at least he didn’t feel much progress.

He could see the helplessness in the doctor’s eyes.

His leg might never fully recover.

He was somewhat regretful.

But what was the use of regret?

The timing of their meeting was off.

He couldn’t change anything.

Jin Ning sat by the window, looking at the drizzling rain outside, while strands of rain occasionally drifted in, falling on his face, cool and damp.

“Take your medicine,” Chuzheng said, handing him the pills.

“I don’t want to,” Jin Ning said. “My leg won’t get better.”

“Are you a doctor?” Chuzheng’s face was cold: “You seem to know so much.”

Jin Ning looked up, meeting Chuzheng’s gaze. “You know I’m speaking the truth.”

“The truth is what has already happened,” Chuzheng said, pinching Jin Ning’s mouth and pouring the medicine in, quickly following it with a sip of water before he could spit it out, and kissed him, passing the water to him, only letting go after she was sure he had swallowed: “Things that have not occurred are not the truth, understand?”

Jin Ning: “…”

Is this how you take care of someone?!

Chuzheng set down the water, lifted Jin Ning onto the bed, and began to undo his trousers.

“…”

“Chuzheng!” Jin Ning was annoyed: “What are you doing?”

In broad daylight…

“Massaging your leg,” Chuzheng replied earnestly. “What did you think I wanted to do?”

“…Does massaging my leg require taking my trousers off?”

“The doctor said not to let clothes interfere.” I’m just following the doctor’s orders, what’s wrong with that! As if I were going to do something else to you!

Chuzheng’s face was full of seriousness, leaving no room for doubt in her words.

“…”

Jin Ning knew massages could help with recovery.

But when Chuzheng came, Jin Ning felt like he couldn’t handle it.

“Hire a massage therapist,” he said.

“What are you thinking?” Chuzheng’s dark eyes were cold: “You’re mine, how could I possibly let someone else touch you?”

That tone was definitive, unquestionable.

Jin Ning seemed stunned by her words, not coming back to his senses for a while as Chuzheng took the opportunity to pull down his trousers.

In broad daylight, Jin Ning’s face flushed a light pink.

Jin Ning’s legs were beautiful; even though they were injured and numb, it didn’t detract from the perfection of his legs.

Chuzheng’s hands touched his leg, Jin Ning felt nothing, but watching her hands move lightly across his leg was still somewhat arousing.

“Chuzheng.”

He called out.

“Hmm?”

The girl responded.

“I want to kiss.”

He said.