Chapter 39: Night Raid

Chi Yingyu stared intently at the computer screen, not daring to blink, afraid she might miss even the slightest movement from Jiang Lai.

Her little sister-in-law, who had looked so sleepy when she first came home, was now wide awake, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of her chest from excitement.

Chi Yingyu had always been a light sleeper. Any strange sound nearby and she would immediately open her eyes—an instinct she couldn’t shake.

When Jiang Lai had just used a cotton swab and wet wipes to carefully remove her makeup bit by bit, Chi Yingyu had already woken up. She just hadn’t let her sister-in-law realize it.

The breathtaking sight Jiang Lai had just seen was all Chi Yingyu deliberately showing off for her sister-in-law.

Even the way she’d shifted her body just now was to make herself appear more alluring.

Chi Yingyu might look cold, even a bit indifferent, but beneath that face was endless desire.

After decades of loneliness, she was no longer some innocent little girl, but a grown woman full of longing.

Watching Jiang Lai on the screen, consumed by desire yet desperately holding herself back, Chi Yingyu saw her sister-in-law trying to escape her own cravings, washing her face again and again with cool water, splashing herself in hopes that the chill would quench the fire burning within.

But Jiang Lai’s actions did nothing to put out the flames—instead, they stoked someone else’s.

Chi Yingyu knew she couldn’t go into the bathroom; otherwise, her sister-in-law would be so embarrassed she’d cover her face and might even be too shy to see her again, which would defeat the whole purpose.

After all, to make her sister-in-law become overwhelmed by desire, Chi Yingyu had been working hard every night these past few days.

Working late in her room, watching her sister-in-law sleep on the sofa, Chi Yingyu would sneak over under cover of darkness to observe her tempting sister-in-law up close.

There weren’t many chances to so openly indulge her voyeuristic urges.

In the past, she’d never had such a privilege.

When they lived together before, Chi Yingyu had tried sneaking peeks at night, but always had to be wary of her sister-in-law’s daughter.

How could she have ever been this reckless?

The darkness of night might bring fear, but it also breeds endless desire and fantasy.

Because she couldn’t see her sister-in-law’s body clearly, Chi Yingyu would take advantage of her deep sleep every night, using her slender fingers to gently touch the large swathes of skin exposed by Jiang Lai’s poor sleeping posture.

The sensation was like touching firm, translucent jelly, so smooth and supple.

Sometimes, she’d even greedily rest her head against Jiang Lai, burying her face in her sister-in-law’s loose hair.

Even though they both used the same shampoo and body wash, Jiang Lai’s scent was far more intoxicating.

Chi Yingyu’s actions were both bold and cautious, terrified she’d wake her sister-in-law if she pressed too hard.

She felt like a shadowy mouse, endlessly coveting Jiang Lai’s beauty, not daring to bring her desires into the light.

Even now, faced with such an alluring scene, Chi Yingyu’s mind clouded with desire, she still didn’t dare rush into the bathroom to embrace the drenched yet burning-hot Jiang Lai.

All she could do was watch her sister-in-law’s hand slowly reach downward on the video feed…

Her reason was swallowed by the darkness, all logic, manners, and principles churning together, finally decaying into a desperate desire, and she began to fantasize about the person on the screen.

Jiang Lai washed her face with cold water several times in the bathroom, then used a towel soaked in cold water to gently wipe her overheated body, scrubbing away the sticky dampness on her skin.

It took her over ten minutes to finally calm down.

When she walked out of the bathroom, a faint fire still smoldered inside her.

After all that time spent cooling off, Jiang Lai returned to the bedroom.

She saw her little sister-in-law lying in bed, her cheeks flushed and her breathing slightly ragged.

Jiang Lai glanced at the air conditioner—it wasn’t set very high, so why did her little sister-in-law look so overheated?

Jiang Lai gently nudged Chi Yingyu’s shoulder.

As her little sister-in-law woke, she let out a few soft, enchanting whimpers. How had Jiang Lai never noticed before just how charming Chi Yingyu could be?

For a moment, Jiang Lai didn’t dare look at her little sister-in-law as she slowly sat up.

Blushing, she turned her gaze away, “Dinner’s ready now. Come out and eat.”

Chi Yingyu looked at her sister-in-law’s shy, reddened face, and desperately wanted to cup it in her hands and kiss her hard.

That unknown woman who appeared today had already sparked a sense of crisis—and even urgency—in Chi Yingyu’s heart.

When that woman carried her sister-in-law in a princess carry, the way her sister-in-law relied on her was something even she had never experienced.

Chi Yingyu was certain that, aside from her sister-in-law’s daughter, she was the most important person in her sister-in-law’s heart.

But this importance meant nothing to her—it was just a hollow pride gained because of her older sister.

Sometimes, Chi Yingyu felt ridiculous. Because of this identity, she had to consider so many things.

Without that special status, even with such a big age gap, Chi Yingyu would never have backed down, and might have even taken her by force.

But some things she could ignore, while Jiang Lai could not. Chi Yingyu might not care about herself, but she could never ignore what her sister-in-law would think.

Chi Yingyu didn’t want her sister-in-law to be condemned endlessly.

She absolutely couldn’t be so reckless—just that one layer of identity was enough to crush them.

But now, there was no need to worry about all that. Her sister-in-law was now completely her own.

She could be her wife, or her dearest love, and no one would say a thing.

Watching her sister-in-law leave the bedroom for the living room to wait for her, Chi Yingyu slowly got up from the bed.

The things she’d just done in the room left her legs weak and unsteady—if she’d known, she wouldn’t have played so rough.

Grumbling to herself, Chi Yingyu struggled out of the room.

Seeing her sister-in-law waiting at the dining table, she went straight over and hugged her tightly from behind, her shy and seductive voice drifting from behind.

“Let me lean on you for a bit, sister-in-law. I’m still a little dazed.”

Jiang Lai could understand feeling a bit groggy right after waking up, but why was her little sister-in-law breathing down her neck like this?!

She’d just barely managed to calm herself, and now the fire was flaring up all over again.