Jiang Rou's clothes were blown up by the wind, leaving streaks in the air. Her black hair draped over her back was also blown up. She looked like the Queen Mother of the West, who might leave with the wind at any time.

Ji Huaian suddenly felt uneasy. He walked towards Jiang Rou anxiously, fearing that if he was a step late, Jiang Rou would ascend to heaven and leave him completely.

Ji Huaian walked quickly to Jiang Rou, took off his cloak and put it on her. When he held Jiang Rou's thin shoulders, Ji Huaian seemed to be relieved.

Feeling the warmth on her body, Jiang Rou turned around and saw Ji Huaian with a complicated expression. Jiang Rou had just recovered from a serious illness and her face was still a little pale. When she saw him, her eyes lit up for a moment, but the light went out the next second.

Jiang Rou lowered her head and stopped looking at him. She said respectfully, "Thank you, Your Highness." She bowed slightly and left the place with Cherry.

How could Ji Huaian not notice how distant her attitude was? His hand that was holding Jiang Rou's shoulder hung in mid-air, and he looked a little lonely.

Yingtao turned around and saw this, and whispered to Jiang Rou, "Sister Rou, the prince looks very sad." She was still young and had no idea about love, so she didn't know what had happened between Jiang Rou and Ji Huaian.

As night fell, the strong wind outside the house not only did not stop, but instead seemed to intensify. The candle lamp on Jiang Rou's bedside was blown to flicker.

Jiang Rou was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the notebook in her hand. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Jiang Rou paused turning the pages of the book and a smile appeared on her lips.

She put down the notebook in her hand and asked softly outside the house, "Who is it?" While speaking, she stood up slowly.

Jiang Rou saw the tall figure outside the house through the crack in the door. When she saw that the person was Ji Huaian, Jiang Rou slowly opened the door.

She had a puzzled expression and a slightly surprised voice, "Why is the Prince here so late at night?" Ji Huaian's eyes were filled with emotions, but his face was expressionless.

Ji Huaian approached Jiang Rou, and Jiang Rou smelled a strong aroma of alcohol. She supported Ji Huaian and asked softly, "The prince has been drinking."

There was a strong wind outside the house, making the wooden door creak. Ji Huaian stood there without moving or answering. Jiang Rou had no choice but to lead him into the house.

The wind blew into the room, and the candle on the bedside was blown out, plunging the room into complete darkness. The door was then slammed shut by the wind.

Jiang Rou was frightened by the sound and screamed. In the darkness, she could feel a burning gaze staring at her.

Jiang Rou's scalp tingled from being stared at, so she made an excuse, "It's too dark in the room, I'll go light a candle."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, her wrist was tightly grasped by someone. Jiang Rou asked softly with a hint of doubt, "Prince?"

Ji Huaian had excellent eyesight and could vaguely outline Jiang Rou's general appearance in the dark. His big hand stroked Jiang Rou's face.

He slowly approached Jiang Rou, knowing that their breaths were almost touching, he asked in a low, seductive voice, "A Rou, you just have to be good and stay by my side."

Jiang Rou was stunned by his nonsensical words and did not answer him. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her neck and felt someone bit her neck.

The force was neither too strong nor too weak, but Jiang Rou's neck was a sensitive part, so she couldn't help but shudder.

Ji Huaian stroked her face with one hand, bringing them closer together, and said in a soft and clear voice, "Arou, please like me, okay?"

Jiang Rou was stunned when she heard that, as if she couldn't believe what Ji Huaian said. Ji Huaian drank some wine, and now seeing that Jiang Rou didn't say anything, he thought she was resisting.

The struggle between conscience and desire had been going on in his mind these past few days. The thought of her being affectionate with someone else was heartbreaking. Ji Huaian wanted to ignore it for a while. He always acted according to his heart.

Before she could recover from the bite on her neck, her lips were suddenly sealed. Jiang Rou wanted to say something, but her open mouth gave the man an opportunity.

The kiss became more and more intense, and Ji Huaian became more and more proficient from the initial clumsiness. He kissed Jiang Rou's soft lips, and their lips and tongues depended on each other.

Jiang Rou obediently let Ji Huaian hug her, put her arms around his waist, and wrapped her arms around his neck to endure the kiss.

Afraid that Jiang Rou would feel uncomfortable if she stood for too long, Ji Huaian hugged her tightly to his legs and wrapped his arms around Jiang Rou's slender waist. Jiang Rou was like a dodder clinging to a tree on Ji Huaian's body.

Ji Huaian didn't let Jiang Rou go until she was almost unable to breathe. Jiang Rou lay on Ji Huaian's chest, panting.

Her eyes were full of affection and her cheeks were rosy. This person was weak and helpless, and she looked much better this time than before.

Jiang Rou nestled in Ji Huaian's arms as if she had no bones. Seeing this, Ji Huaian lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly.

His voice was low and coaxing, "Arou, I like it." His words made Jiang Rou so shy that even her white ears turned red.

Ji Huaian chuckled and continued, "It seems that Arou likes it very much." Jiang Rou covered his mouth with some embarrassment and stopped him from speaking.

Ji Huaian held Jiang Rou's little hand, placed it on his chest, and said seriously, "You are here."

Jiang Rou's hand seemed to be scalded. She wanted to withdraw her hand but Ji Huaian held it tightly. Ji Huaian continued to ask, "What about Rou? Am I here?"

Perhaps his voice was a little confusing. Jiang Rou felt dizzy again. She nodded and said "yes" in a low voice.

Ji Huaian felt like he had found a treasure after hearing these two simple words. He kissed Jiang Rou on the forehead devoutly, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kept calling Jiang Rou's name, as if he couldn't believe this.

Jiang Rou, nestling in his arms, had her eyes slightly twinkling. She was just an orphan. How could she refuse the courtship of a man of high status? She was just a delicate flower who needed protection and someone to pave the way for her.

Ji Huaian was hugging his beloved and his heart was filled with excitement. The weather outside was similar to his mood. Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded and Jiang Rou hid in Ji Huaian's arms.

Along with the thunder came the heavy rain that the people had been longing for. Because of this rain, the entire street was filled with people. They did not use any tools to shelter from the rain. Instead, they opened their arms and let the rain hit them with happy smiles on their faces. The crowd exclaimed and laughter spread.

Because they know that this rain will bring them a stable life.

Although the relationship was confirmed, Ji Huaian went back to his room after coaxing Jiang Rou to sleep. He was afraid that Jiang Rou would be criticized. He was the one who took the initiative, and if Jiang Rou was hurt because of this, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Jiang Rou got up and opened the door. The rain was still falling, but it was much lighter than the heavy rain last night.

With a faint smile on her face, she stood in the porch and reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the eaves.

When Ji Huaian came, he saw her childish side and smiled helplessly. Seeing that she was wearing thin clothes, he was afraid that she was sick, so he went into the house and took out a coat and put it on Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou looked back at him, thought about what happened last night, and suddenly lowered her head and dared not look at him.

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