Chapter 308: Chapter 308 - 304: With a Curl of His Long Finger, the Door Was Locked from Inside

Shi Su leaned over the bedside, her hand gently supporting the edge of the bed, looking at Mianmian sleeping in the middle, with eyes full of affection and joy.

But the little girl was sleeping, unaware of how long Shi Su had been waiting in her room, or how she got in. It was truly a delightful surprise.

She had never thought she would see Shi Mianmian dropping in from the sky while filming outside.

After watching for a while, she adjusted the blanket that the little one had kicked off Mianmian, then stood up straight at the bedside, quietly took off her coat, and was about to put her bag in the adjacent suite.

Just as she turned into the other suite, she suddenly bumped into a stable, cool embrace.

Her mind went blank. Even though she had guessed it might be Jing Jihan when she saw Mianmian, the abrupt encounter still scared her, her heart nearly stopping. After a few seconds, she looked up at him blankly: "How... how did you get in? You didn’t tell me in advance, scared me to death!"

Shi Su’s gaze simultaneously glimpsed the room card on the cabinet, bearing the Jing’s logo.

She then remembered that the hotel she stayed at in H City was also a part of the Yu Jing Group’s chain. While it was notoriously difficult for others to enter, Jing Jihan could come into her room with ease.

"Mianmian said she missed you, and since I wasn’t busy tonight, I brought her along." Jing Jihan kissed Shi Su’s lips briefly: "The little girl was so excited in the car that she didn’t sleep; once here, she was too tired to open her eyes. I let her nap for a bit."

"No wonder." Shi Su looked toward the bed in the other room: "Mianmian usually likes to sleep in the car; if she didn’t on the way, she must be exhausted. That’s why she’s sleeping so deeply."

As she spoke, she raised her head to look at him: "I really missed her. Every time I go filming elsewhere, I miss her, but couldn’t go back. Then you suddenly delivered her to me, it’s the biggest surprise!"

Jing Jihan smiled lightly and kissed her lips again, pinning her against the wall, whispering against her lips, "Didn’t miss me?"

"Of course I did!" Shi Su wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling, and gave him a kiss on the chin: "I missed Mianmian and you too!"

Jing Jihan’s eyes were like the deep sea, looking down at her. The undisguised happiness and warmth in her eyes seemed like the most captivating emotional catalyst; he kissed her: "Weren’t you going to bribe me? I’ve come willingly, how are you planning to bribe me?"

Shi Su: "..."

She leaned back against the wall, looking at the close man, blinked: "Isn’t it said that Mr. Jing isn’t interested in women, finding them all as unappealing as skeletons painted with makeup, not arousing any of your interest?"

Shi Su continued to hug his neck, deliberately pulling his head down like a temptress, teasing with a tender, charming smile: "I don’t have much, only my feminine allure. Does Mr. Jing accept this kind of bribe from me?"

Jing Jihan’s gaze deepened, his Adam’s apple slightly moved: "I accept."

The next moment, Shi Su’s waist was suddenly gripped firmly by the man, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.

His kiss was intense, leaving Shi Su whimpering softly. Within minutes, she was weakened against him, clutching the fabric on his shirt’s back, as everything around seemed enveloped in the man’s presence.

Several buttons of his shirt had come undone, and her sweater was almost halfway lifted.

Shi Su wanted to ask him to be gentler, but the passionate kiss left no room for words, and she was reluctant to pull away.

"Ji Han... Mommy..."

From the other room, Shi Mianmian’s faint voice suddenly came through, causing them to pause, Shi Su wide-eyed at him, Jing Jihan pressing her against the wall, each calming their breaths. Then he tugged Shi Su’s sweater back down, giving her a fierce kiss, clearly unwilling to release her.

But Mianmian was awake; it really wasn’t convenient.

Only after having enough did he finally pull back.

Shi Su glanced up at the man’s shirt she had just pulled into disorder, and his eyes had turned slightly red from the interruption, holding back.

Despite the disarray, he still looked excessively handsome, making her reluctant to look away.

She took a moment to calm herself down, lest she couldn’t resist pouncing on him again. Turning, she slipped past the suite door to check on Mianmian, yet as she reached the bedside, she saw Mianmian had only turned over in her sleep, kicking the blanket off again but clearly not awake, just mumbling unconsciously.

Shi Su looked bewilderedly at Mianmian still sleeping, her gaze slowly shifting back to the man who had also crossed from the suite.

Jing Jihan stood under the light, watching her.

They locked eyes.

The air seemed to be flowing with some invisible, heated energy.

Under the man’s sensationally dark and invasive gaze, Shi Su suddenly swallowed, and she stood from the bedside, speaking softly: "I, I uh... I’m going to take a shower first..."

After a day of filming, she hadn’t had the chance to shower since returning to the room. Although they were caught in the moment earlier, now that she’d calmed down a bit, she thought perhaps she should clean up first.

Having said it, she dared not make eye contact with the man again and went straight into the bathroom, hesitating whether to go out to fetch clean clothes or wear the bathrobe there.

After a few seconds of contemplation, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

She turned to see Jing Jihan coming inside.

Once inside, he casually closed the bathroom door, hooked his long fingers and locked it.

After locking the bathroom door, the man skillfully began unbuttoning the remaining buttons of his shirt while looking at the dazed Shi Su standing inside: "Let’s shower together."

...

They hadn’t seen each other for a few days, and Shi Su had been stalling on moving to the 32nd floor.

Jing Jihan clearly wouldn’t let her off easily.

Shi Su knew, but with Mianmian sleeping outside, and given he’d rushed over, all she thought was some sweet words would make him gentler.

But evidently not.

Jing Jihan was all-dominating, allowing no resistance, even if she bit his shoulder while crying.

Mianmian was still outside, and just now she seemed to realize the man was somewhat displeased; she wanted to ask why.

Finally, she heard the man’s gritted voice huskily beside her ear: "Inviting you to watch the fireworks show together? Hmm?"

Shi Su: "...?"

He was actually jealous?