The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress-Chapter 79 - 078: Are you not planning to take responsibility anymore?

Chapter 79 - 078: Are you not planning to take responsibility anymore?

"Zhizhi, does it hurt?" Shi Weiqing chuckled softly, his fingertips brushing through her silky jet-black hair, each motion filled with lingering tenderness.

"I think... it doesn't hurt."

"Then it means I didn't eat."

"But you did!" Yu Zhi pursed her lips and lightly smacked his shoulder, her gaze laced with quiet grievance.

Shi Weiqing wrapped her hand in his palm, lazily stroking it as flickers of light danced in his eyes, reminiscing about the sweetness from moments ago.

He bent down slightly, his tone lifting teasingly at the end: "Should I let Zhizhi eat it back?"

At his words, Yu Zhi's gaze slowly traced downward from his brows before landing on his thin lips, tinged faintly crimson.

She tugged at his sleeve, her voice uncertain: "But, will you hurt?"

"I won't." Shi Weiqing leaned his entire face toward her, an almost impatient eagerness written all over him.

"Is it okay if I eat it then?"

"Hmm." Shi Weiqing closed his eyes, his dark lashes casting delicate arcs against his lower lids, creating an enchanting allure.

He remained in that posture, waiting for what felt like forever, yet she made no move.

"Zhizhi, you're not... scared, are you?" His brows lifted in amusement, a playful tease slipping from his lips.

"I'm not scared!"

Yu Zhi puffed out her cheeks in defiance. Rising onto her tiptoes, she grabbed hold of his arms, pressing her weight entirely against him.

Mimicking his manner, she shut her eyes, and in an instant, leaned in.

"Hiss—"

Shi Weiqing reeled back in a slight jolt of pain, raising his brows and rubbing his lips: "Zhizhi, that's not how you're supposed to eat."

Yu Zhi stared at him blankly, clearly unsure what she'd done wrong.

"Let me teach you." Shi Weiqing cradled the back of her head, his movements assertive yet tender as he leaned in.

The warmth of his touch coursed straight to his heart, where even his soul seemed to tremble.

The taste of ripe peach lingered in the air between them, tantalizingly sweet yet leaving him wanting more.

"Zhizhi, who am I?"

His husky voice carried a subdued rasp, tinged with concealed emotion yet achingly gentle.

Yu Zhi instinctively responded, only to unwittingly fall into his trap with the very syllable that escaped her lips.

Like a cool burst of mint catching her unawares, a chill quietly seeped in, making her spine tighten.

An inexplicable wave of tingling numbness shot directly to her brain, stealing her breath bit by bit.

"Mm..." Yu Zhi's eyes widened, her hands pushing against his shoulders, trying to retreat.

Seeing her struggle for air, Shi Weiqing—despite his reluctance—finally let her go.

"Zhizhi..."

"Zhizhi..." He called her name softly, dripping with endless yearning, again and again.

"I don't want to eat you anymore!"

Yu Zhi pouted in complaint, her pale coffee-colored almond eyes pooling with tears, resembling treasures submerged deep within the ocean.

"Alright, no more eating." Shi Weiqing smiled quietly, taking her hand in his: "Let's go home."

The night's haze hung like gauze, the cold white moonlight mingling with the warm yellow of streetlamps, adding a touch of cozy softness to the scenery.

The breeze was cool, rustling their hair lightly, carrying a hint of chill that only drew their long shadows closer together.

After they walked just a few steps, Yu Zhi suddenly halted again. She tilted her head and asked him, "Are you going to stop taking care of me again?"

Shi Weiqing paused briefly, instantly understanding: "Take care, how could I not take care of my Zhizhi?"

He swept her up in his arms effortlessly, lowering his head to gently place a kiss on her forehead.

Now satisfied, Yu Zhi leaned against his chest and murmured softly, "Next time, don't forget again."

She always had to remind him—how could someone be so clueless?

"Hmm, I won't forget anymore." His words carried the weight of a promise, both for her ears and etched deeply into his heart.

By the time Shi Weiqing carried her back to the bedroom, Yu Zhi had already fallen into a deep sleep.

He carefully laid her down, removing her shoes, socks, and coat, before heading to the bathroom to fetch a wet towel to gently wipe her face.

His fingertips brushed over her brows, her nose, and the soft lips he'd tasted not too long ago, each pause brimming with tender affection. freёnovelkiss.com

"Zhizhi." Shi Weiqing lay down beside her, the faint glow of the bedside lamp illuminating his face, reflecting the blazing heat within his deep, clear eyes.

With an insatiable thirst, he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, burying his face in the crook of her neck to breathe in her scent, reluctant to move away.

**

The first streak of morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting fragmented shadows across the porcelain-white floor.

The girl lying in bed slowly lifted her wrist to glance at the time on her watch, then turned over, ready to fall back asleep.

But before she could shut her eyes again, she suddenly opened them wide, staring in confusion at her surroundings.

Yu Zhi sat up, leaning against the headboard as she rubbed her temples, trying hard to recall the events of the night before.

Yet only hazy snippets surfaced in her mind, leaving her with nothing concrete.

With a soft sigh, she lifted the blanket and walked out the door.

"Zhizhi, you're awake?" Shi Weiqing stood in the living room, raising his eyes to look at the figure descending the stairs.

His robe hung loosely open, exposing his pale collarbones, his slightly tousled hair suggesting he'd only recently risen.

Yu Zhi paused for a few seconds before quickly approaching him, looking up: "Why am I in your room?"

Shi Weiqing froze for a moment, his deep-set eyes reflecting a trace of inexplicable emotion: "You forgot?" His voice, hoarse and low, carried faint notes of disappointment.

Yu Zhi responded softly, her brows furrowing in frustration: "I think I got drunk."

For all the bold claims she'd made in front of him, she had somehow forgotten the fact that she was no longer who she once was.

"So, you're not planning to take responsibility?" Shi Weiqing's gaze turned sharp as he stepped closer, pressing her.

"Take responsibility for what?" Yu Zhi asked, her expression clueless, completely failing to grasp what he meant.

Shi Weiqing encircled her waist: "You clung to me last night and wouldn't let go."

Yu Zhi: "..."

Shi Weiqing: "You told me you liked me—a lot."

Yu Zhi: "..."

Shi Weiqing: "And you kissed me."

He touched her lips gently with his finger, tracing their curve: "Here."

Yu Zhi turned her head away, refusing to meet his fiery gaze, her cheeks blooming with a soft crimson: "I'm sorry..."

"Just sorry?" Shi Weiqing leaned down, nibbling her cheek before speaking in a shadowed tone: "Zhizhi, aren't you going to take responsibility?"

Yu Zhi bit her lip, her pale coffee-colored almond eyes clouding over as she fidgeted nervously.

After a long pause, she lowered her head like a chastised child, curling her fingers anxiously: "How should I take responsibility?"

"It's simple." Shi Weiqing's eyes glimmered with amusement, like the gentle ripples of a lake in March, refracting beams of sunlight across its surface.