Transmigrating into the Male Supporting Character’s Ex-wife-Chapter 77: part 2

Chapter 77 part 2

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “?? What do you mean? You haven’t watched [Romance in the Rain.]?”

“Why did you call his name?”

“I just misspoke, misspoke.”

“Why did you misspoke?”

Ruan Jiu Jiu could neither laugh nor cry: “Do you want to compete with a TV character?”

Cheng Jun: “You’re guilty.”

Ruan Jiu Jiu:? ??

Sometimes she really doesn’t understand Cheng Jun’s logic. What’s wrong with him?

Ruan Jiu Jiu said gloomily, “I’m not going to bother with you. I’m going to take a hot bath, otherwise, I will catch a cold.”

In the next second, Ruan Jiu Jiu saw the reality of this world.

She watched helplessly as Cheng Jun, this dog man, retreated, and was several meters away from her in an instant. Under Ruan Jiu Jiu’s death stare, Cheng Jun said calmly, “Don’t infect me.”

“…”

Is this something a person can say?!

Ruan Jiu Jiu admitted that her rebellious attitude was quite serious. So, she reacted very quickly to take revenge. She took a shower and went out. Cheng Jun was sitting on the sofa watching TV. While he was watching TV, Ruan Jiu Jiu quietly turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, deliberately turned on the cold air, and wrapped herself in thick clothes.

Cheng Jun looked like he didn’t notice and continued to watch TV.

After a while, he realized that something was wrong: “The temperature in the room is a bit low, where is the remote control for the air conditioner?”

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “Don’t increase the temperature, I think it’s just right.”

Cheng Jun: “I’ll go back to my room…”

“Don’t you dare go back and try.”

“…”

Cheng Jun was quiet for a moment, then said slowly: “Are you taking revenge on me?”

Ruan Jiu Jiu refused to admit: “There is no such thing.”

“If you want me to catch a cold, this way is too inefficient.

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “Huh?”

Cheng Jun turned his face away and suggested seriously, “How about thinking of a more effective way?”

With this ‘more effective way’[1], Ruan Jiu Jiu understood what Cheng Jun meant within a few seconds. Her eyes went black, the scene in front of her was upside down in an instant, and her back hit the soft sofa cushion.

Ruan Jiu Jiu was hopelessly discouraged.

She weakly said: “It’s better to turn up the temperature, it’s not good to catch a cold… uh!”

He rested his elbows on the sofa, grabbed Ruan Jiu Jiu’s wiggly wrist, and chose to go directly and kiss her lips. Lips were touching, and the intimate yet inexperienced touch made Cheng Jun’s throat let out a low sigh.

This time, he didn’t just taste it lightly, but tasted her lips little by little, like eating a small piece of strawberry cake.

Like soft marshmallows, but softer than marshmallows, sweeter than macarons, but not greasy at all.

With the weakness she rarely shows, he couldn’t help but bite her lips a little bit out of control.

Ruan Jiu Jiu almost thought she was going to be eaten.

As if it was food, he ate it slowly and wiped it clean.

She let out a low gasping sound, which was quickly engulfed by the intense exchange of lips and teeth.

His rusty movements at the beginning became more and more familiar. Ruan Jiu Jiu had no room to struggle at all, and she was almost out of breath when he kissed her.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and even through the thick clothes, she could still feel Cheng Jun’s body heat.

Gradually, the icy cold wind could no longer be felt, and the hot and sluggish breathing made their whole body feel hot.

Ruan Jiu Jiu was kissed with a red face, and thought vaguely, can saliva transmission cause others to catch a cold? Why does she always feel like she was being taken advantage of?

…

In the middle of the night.

The room rang with the sound of the door being pushed open, and two people came out of two rooms. Foreheads were hot, and steps were weak.

The two sat on the sofa in sync, and picked up the thermometer and clipped it in place.

Cheng Jun: “Ugh.”

Ruan Jiu Jiu: “Ugh.”

The author has something to say: What is the nature of Cheng Jun? Dog man (funny face)

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