Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

1678 Chu Qi Lost Control Of His Self-Restraint

Ji’er, however, could not let this opportunity slip away.

She only had tonight left…

“Alright,” she replied and lay down in his arms.

She quickly racked her brain and recalled the contents of the book Yaoyao used to leave in her bedroom.

Ji’er used to flip through them when she was bored.

The contents flashed quickly through her mind and she knew what to do next.

She purposely wriggled in his arms and, just as she had hoped, Chu Qi began breathing heavily not long after. He flipped over and pressed her down below his body.

His dark eyes stared directly at her with slight frustration. “Ji’er, you…”

Ji’er circled her arms around his back and her tender lips pressed onto his as she began to heave heavily. “Don’t speak, Lil Qi.”

Chu Qi lost control of his self-restraint.

They spent the entire night wrapped in passion.

The next day.

Chu Qi woke up early, as usual, planning to inspect the border defenses.

Ji’er, who was supposed to be asleep, quickly woke up.

She jumped to the ground when she saw the man getting dressed.

Ji’er could not help hissing in pain due to the sudden movement. Her knees went weak and she almost fell.

Chu Qi gave a start and turned around to help her steady herself. When he noticed that she had stepped on the ground with her dainty feet bare, he immediately frowned.

“Just tell me what you need and I’ll help you get it.” He was already lifting her up when he said this.

Ji’er leaned her head against his neck and said softly, “I’m your wife now, Lil Qi. Let me help you put on your clothes, alright?”

Chu Qi frowned even tighter. “I can wear my clothes on my own. There is no need for you to trouble yourself. You can stay in bed for a bit longer.”

“Let me do it for you, please.” Ji’er began to beg him while hugging him around the neck.

Chu Qi had no choice but to put her down when he saw how determined she was. He said resignedly, “I’ll let you do it just this once. You’re not allowed to do this in the future. Promise me that you’ll go back to sleep after this.”

Ji’er paused for a moment while she was putting on her shoes. Her long eyelashes hid the look of sadness that flashed in her eyes.

This was the only time she would be doing this, but it was also her only chance to do it. She would never have another chance to help Lil Qi put on his clothes in the future.

However, there was a wide smile on her face when she lifted it once more. “Lil Qi, can you not bear to see me suffer even a little?”

Chu Qi brushed the tip of his nose with his fingers. His expression was happy. “Yes.” He stepped forward to hug her around the waist and lowered his face. His good-looking nose nuzzled hers. “Do you feel better today?”

Ji’er’s face burned. “Much better.”

It was the first time she was helping someone else with their clothes and she was quite clumsy. Chu Qi wanted to teach her how to do it, but she insisted on doing it on her own.

He had no choice but to stand still as he patiently allowed her to torment him.

When he was finally dressed up, Ji’er observed the tall, handsome man in front of her and went into a sudden daze.

She saw him out of the room, not willing to see him go.

Ji’er leaned against the door and watched the back of the man as he left. She held back her tears and suddenly shouted, “Lil Qi.”

Chu Qi had just turned around when the girl ran toward him and jumped into his arms.

“What’s wrong, Ji’er?”

Ji’er blinked away the tears in her eyes and lifted her head to look at him. “I love you, Lil Qi. I love you so much.”

Chu Qi’s handsome face blushed. He raised his head to look around and when he saw there was no one else there, he lowered his head and gave her a quick peck on the lips. He said in a low voice, “So do I.”

Ji’er smiled. At that moment, Ji’er’s smile was pure and absolutely stunning.

Chu Qi stared at her in a daze.

“Go ahead and get busy, Lil Qi. I’ll head back and sleep a while longer.” Ji’er shoved him as her smile disappeared, then she walked back to her room while repeatedly turning back to look at him.