Chapter 71: Growing Affection 3

In the following days, Ji Yuenian decided to take “Ji Qingchan” offline. As the saying goes, as long as I don’t encounter anyone who makes me embarrassed, I won’t feel embarrassed myself!

As for Jiang Chi, Ji Yuenian felt the plan to win him over was already a lost cause. At heart, this pure junior was actually an old pervert who liked to show off benefits. No matter how you looked at it, there was no saving this situation.

“Boss, I want a strawberry-flavored cotton candy.”

“Alright.”

After paying, Ji Qingchan—no, now it should be Ji Yuenian dressed as a girl—took the cotton candy happily and bit into it with delight.

During the few days “Ji Qingchan” was offline, without Jiang Chi, the pure and easily teased boy, Ji Yuenian suddenly felt life had lost its fun. Even punishing thugs became somewhat dull.

So, after some hesitation following lunch, she went out dressed as a girl to find some amusement!

She couldn’t tease Jiang Chi anymore, but the identity of “Ji Qingchan” couldn’t just be locked away and forgotten; making the most of things was a principle her family followed in their clothing business.

In short, it was to satisfy Ji Yuenian’s cross-dressing fetish and the indescribable strange desires in her heart.

Fitted short sleeves, a cool short skirt, paired with white canvas shoes, her long hair tied into a ponytail, and a delicate, pretty face—along with the unique aura she carried—immediately attracted admiring gazes from passersby.

“Pretty lady, can I get your contact info?”

A young man in a gray shirt with a crew cut, looking quite simple and sincere, walked up to her smilingly with his phone in hand.

Ji Yuenian glanced at him coolly: “No thanks.”

The man was instantly at a loss for words and awkwardly retreated after a long moment.

Then Ji Yuenian swept a domineering gaze over the eager men around her; their eyes quickly shrank back, none daring to meet hers.

However, those men didn’t realize that beneath the icy, aloof exterior of this cold girl they saw, her heart was wildly writhing like maggots in excitement.

So thrilling, so exhilarating!

They’re looking at me! They’re secretly staring at me!

Not only was her cross-dressing fetish satisfied, but so was her love of basking in the admiring gazes of others.

Is being a girl really this awesome!!

If, if… she really were a girl, what would that be like?

At this moment, if Ji Yuenian’s psychological behavior were classified in psychology, it could be called a classic case of atypical gender desire syndrome.

Just then, a cold male voice suddenly came from behind.

“Ji Qingchan.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Yuenian froze for a moment; the cold and aloof expression on her face instantly stiffened.

After a while, she turned her body slowly and stiffly.

There stood Jiang Chi not far behind her, his eyes quietly gazing at her.

It’s over!

That thought flashed like lightning through Ji Yuenian’s mind.

…

Under the pavilion, surrounded by silence and no one else around.

The two sat on a stone bench, one staring unblinkingly at the girl ahead with deep blue eyes full of complicated emotions.

The other lowered her head, cheeks flushed, nibbling at the cotton candy in her hand.

“Why have you been avoiding me these past few days?” The blue-eyed boy broke the silence first.

The blushing girl didn’t answer; the flush on her face deepened as she silently buried her head, continuing to eat the cotton candy, as if determined to play ostrich.

She sat quietly on the stone bench, head lowered, her long hair casually draping over her shoulders, fluttering gently in the breeze.

No talking, no talking. I just won’t speak.

Let’s see what you’ll do about it.

The next moment, Ji Yuenian suddenly felt the world darken.

Jiang Chi’s tall and imposing figure appeared in her line of sight without warning.

One hand rested against a wooden pillar of the pavilion, the other gently lifted the girl’s chin—gentle yet carrying a hint of unyielding dominance—forcing her to face him.

“Look at me. Tell me why.” Jiang Chi’s voice was low and magnetic, like a spell.

The girl closed her eyes and turned her head away, seemingly resolute to keep playing ostrich.

Suddenly, Jiang Chi leaned in and bit her earlobe without warning.

In that instant, Ji Yuenian felt her entire body flush, her head buzzing.

Her cotton candy dropped to the ground without her realizing it.

Her eyes widened, full of shyness and shock.

Her hands flailed helplessly, trying to push Jiang Chi away but she had no strength.

“Y-y-y-you!” The girl’s eyes went wide, completely losing her usual composure and calm.

Jiang Chi bent down again to bite her earlobe—this time the left ear—and as if punishing her, his tongue circled around it.

Ji Yuenian’s body stiffened instantly.

When the girl in his arms finally went limp, he looked at her and said, “If you don’t tell me, I’ll kiss you.”

The flush on her face deepened noticeably, her expression a mix of panic and shyness.

“You can’t do that! You have a cleanliness obsession!”

“You’re special to me.”

Jiang Chi bit again.

This time, Ji Yuenian finally broke down, pressing her hands against his chest.

“That’s coercion, and it’s with a minor—you’ll get arrested!”

Jiang Chi smirked: “This is called a kabedon. Qingchan, last time.”

The girl was speechless: “You’re shameless!”

She covered her mouth with both hands, as if really afraid he would kiss her: “I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you. Stop biting and don’t kiss me. I just genuinely don’t know how to face you.”

“Hm?” He narrowed his eyes.

“You figured it out, right? I’m not really pure and cute.”

Ji Yuenian was already resigned inside, taking it as the final failure of her plan to win him over.

“I’m an old pervert. I like lewd stuff, and I like teasing you. I’m not pure at all—just look pure on the outside but inside I’m a burning… chicken.”

The boy raised an eyebrow.

“Go on.”

Ji Yuenian shut her eyes tight, not daring to look: “The pure image I put up before was just a facade to attract you. Although later I found out you liked maids and qipaos more, but that didn’t matter. A pure girl can still control a maid or qipao look.”

“But now you know the real me—a lewd monster filled with countless dirty thoughts and indescribable desires! I’ve probably read more erotic novels than you’ve eaten meals!”

Having resigned herself, Ji Yuenian covered her mouth and waited for his final judgment.

But after a long wait, there was no response.

She hesitantly opened her eyes.

In front of her was a pair of deep blue eyes full of tenderness.

“That’s all?”

“Yes, that’s all.” Ji Yuenian nodded.

Her doubtful gaze tentatively met Jiang Chi’s gentle stare, and words slipped out before she could stop them:

“You’re not angry?”

“Why would I be angry?” Jiang Chi’s voice remained gentle as ever.

“I lied to you. I’m neither pure nor cute. Inside, I’m a pervy monster.”

“Doesn’t that disgust you? Make you feel cheated? Make you think you fell for the wrong person?”

Jiang Chi’s expression stayed soft; he shook his head and asked, “Want to know what I’m thinking right now?”

Ji Yuenian hesitated but soon nodded.

“Because…” Jiang Chi smiled softly.

He pulled her into his arms, letting her sit steadily on his lap.

Then he gently pressed his forehead against hers.

His tender voice seemed to melt her heart.

“Because I’m your boyfriend.”

“You can accept my cleanliness obsession, so why can’t I accept your hobbies? The essence of love is mutual acceptance.”

“Ji Qingchan, why would you think I can’t accept the truest version of you?”