Chapter 38: “This lifetime, I belong to you.”

There was a swim ring inside. Liao Jun mischievously didn’t give it to Chen Xiang. The young woman kept hanging around his neck, hugging tightly. Both soft and tender masses of white flesh were pressed against his face.

He found it incredibly enchanting.

Holding Chen Xiang, he swam a lap in the pool. The water inside was at a constant temperature, neither cold nor hot, clean and clear. It made the mound of a woman’s chest even fresher and more tender than tofu. Liao Jun held her and swam for a while, then lowered his head to nuzzle against her chest, playfully saying, “Why do you keep pushing your chest into me?”

Chen Xiang let out a small ‘ah,’ blushing, and loosened her grip, only to be hugged tightly by the man again. “Do you want to drown? Hold on tight!”

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A smile curled up on her lips, an indescribable sense of contentment filling her. She subconsciously hugged the man’s neck. Liao Jun thought she was scared and patted her waist. “Don’t be afraid.”

Liao Jun had no idea how impactful these words were for Chen Xiang. Only when she was young, she had been carefully protected by someone. When she was scared of the dark, her father would hold her and say, “Chen Xiang, be good, don’t be afraid.”

Later, as she grew up, that stopped. Her father no longer held her and only praised her for growing up and being sensible when he saw her.

She didn’t suddenly become sensible. She faced numerous fears and insecurities, growing up hesitantly amidst countless tears. She was insecure, timid, living cautiously and embarrassed, all because she lost the protection of her parents, the sense of security they provided.

Now, with just a simple phrase from Liao Jun, ‘Don’t be afraid,’ Chen Xiang’s grievances overflowed, her nose tingled, and tears fell.

She was really scared. Every time she rode back home, that wolfhound from the house at the village entrance would jump out. Even if it was restrained by a chain, she feared getting bitten. She’d watch the dog charging at her, terrified, pedaling her bicycle frantically.

On her way back from the night shift, there were always a few delinquent youths blocking her path. Chen Xiang would be afraid and tears would well up. Luckily, they thought poorly of her, considering her family poor and her clothes tattered. After a brief harassment, they’d let her go. But it left a shadow in her heart, making her afraid to work the night shift and scared to return home through that route.

When her grandmother fell ill, she was terrified that her grandmother would pass away like that. She’d kneel by the bedside, begging various deities, tears streaming down, promising to repay them as a cow or horse in her next life. At that time, she really wished her parents were home because it was just her and her young brother. She was truly scared.

When Chen Yang was falsely accused of theft and taken away, she tightly held her brother’s hand, saying, “Big sister won’t let anyone take you.” She dared not cry, not a single tear, and once she was back home with Chen Yang, she would hide behind the door, silently sobbing, afraid to let anyone hear.

That’s how she has lived these years, accustomed to mockery and jokes, used to being bullied and belittled. Suddenly, when someone appears who is a bit kind to her, she can’t help but want to cry.

Moreover, Liao Jun is not even a bit kind to her.

“Damn it! Why the hell are you crying?” Liao Jun initially wanted to show off his swimming skills, but after the trip, he saw Chen Xiang with red eyes, tears streaming down. He held her and wiped her tears away. “Are you so afraid of water? Alright, alright, stop crying. Let’s go back up.”

“Yeah… I’m sorry.” She sniffled.

“In the future, if you’re scared, tell me, got it?” Liao Jun carried her up and found a towel to wipe her, then got her a bathrobe.

Chen Xiang stood in place, looking at him with red eyes, and after a while, with teary eyes, she asked, “In the future, can I… as well?”

Not knowing what hardships this poor woman had faced before, her eyes were pitiful. Liao Jun’s heart felt a pang, and he lowered his head to kiss her face, gruffly saying, “I’m yours for life now. You can say whatever you want from now on.”