your voice my world

Chapter 24

In a slightly dilapidated hotel room, the 1.5-meter-wide pure white bed almost occupies the entire space.

After closing the door, Lu Miao was brought into his arms by Qiao Ze.

She had never seen such an out-of-control and rough Joze, and she didn't know how he got here in the past six months.

Regret grows like a vine.

His teeth bit heavily on the protruding pulse on the side of her neck, and then all the rage stopped abruptly.

He buried his face in the crest of her neck and did not move for a long time.

Lu Miao vaguely felt the wetness and warmth of the skin sliding over there.

She lowered her head to look at him, but he pressed her back on her chest.

His chest heaved violently, and Lu Miao could clearly feel his heartbeat beating out of order in his chest.

The Joze she knew had always had the most stable emotions and the most calm thoughts, and he had never been so emotionally exposed like now.

"Stay Miao." His hoarse voice came from the top of his head, "Stop doing this again."

As soon as the tears burst, she choked with sobs and hugged him clumsily, wanting to hold him tightly like he hugged her, never to separate again.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at her moist eye sockets, raised his hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes bit by bit.

"If you don't come back, I will tie you back."

Lu Miao sniffed: "Why didn't you tie me back earlier..."

Her voice was still crying, and when she looked up at him, she couldn't help but want to smile at him, crying and laughing at the same time, a little embarrassed, more of a sense of steadfastness, after wandering for so long, her heart seemed to renew at this moment Back to ground.

The corners of Qiao Ze's mouth also curled up, and the familiar soreness came from his nose. He turned his head slightly, hugged her into his arms again, and couldn't restrain himself. He lowered his head and kissed her very tenderly and pitifully. A kiss, and then gradually deepened until it got out of control.

The firmness of the person in his arms forced out his emotions that had been suppressed for half a year, like a beast that opened the gate, he couldn't control it, and he didn't want to restrain it anymore, he just wanted to hold her tightly, kiss her, and feel her.

The two of them got entangled on the bed from the doorway, like beasts out of control, yearning for each other, clinging to each other until they completely merged into each other.

In the middle of the night, Lu Miao finally fell into a deep sleep.

Qiao Ze hugged her and looked at her. He was obviously very tired, but he was reluctant to close his eyes, and he didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that this was just a dream.

The remorse and despair in the first three months, the restlessness in the last three months, and the past six months, he felt like he was in purgatory.

Even after he found her and looked at her from a distance and guarded her, he was still terrified every day, afraid that if he closed his eyes and turned around, she would never see her again.Even, in a certain dark night, she suddenly couldn't hold on.

Drowsiness hit, his eyelids drooped for a moment, he woke up quickly again, instinctively looked down at his arms, and when he saw Lu Miao who was still lying peacefully, his heart felt a little more at ease, and his fingertips lingered on her cheeks After a circle, he hesitated for a while, turned around and took the handcuffs from the bedside table, put his backhand on her wrist, and put the other end on his hand.

Lu Miao was awakened by the sudden coolness on his wrist, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"What's wrong?" She wasn't fully awake yet.

Qiao Ze lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "It's okay, go to sleep."

He could finally close his eyes with peace of mind.

When she woke up the next day, Lu Miao felt the pull of being imprisoned. She lowered her head and saw the silver handcuffs on her wrists.She froze for a moment, followed the shackles a little bit, saw Qiao Ze's hand that was also being held, and looked at him unconsciously.

He didn't know when he had woken up and was looking at her.

Lu Miao's heart was suddenly sore and uncomfortable, she hugged him with her backhand, and nestled into his arms like a kitten.

"Joseph." She called his name in a low voice, with a strong nasal sound in her soft voice.

Qiao Ze looked down at her: "Huh?"

Lu Miao: "Thank you."

Joze didn't speak.

She didn't say anything more, took his hand, and gestured with her fingers in the palm of her hand, carefully and seriously.

Qiao Ze didn't pay attention at first, but thought she was just for fun. When the three words slowly took shape, his body froze and he looked down at her.

She pursed her lower lip lightly, her cheeks were slightly red, she looked a little embarrassed, but she opened her moist eyes and looked straight at him.

His voice was hoarse: "Write it again."

She buried her face in his chest, and her voice came clearly: "Joze, I love you." She added in a low voice, "I love you very much."

Joze's throat felt choked, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

"Me too, I love it very much."

(End of this chapter)