Jiang Lai could feel a hand gripping tightly around her waist.
She wanted to resist, but the strength pressing down on her arms left no room in her mind even to think of struggling.
The other person’s lower abdomen pressed firmly against her hips, the two of them almost glued together.
When there was such a huge difference in strength, Jiang Lai clearly knew that even if she resisted, she wouldn’t be able to break free.
Still, she struggled and twisted her body, resisting, but the results were minimal at best.
And inside the cramped train car, there was simply no space to fight back.
Who was the one holding her so tightly around the waist?
Jiang Lai sensed that the person behind her didn’t hold any malice toward her—
From beginning to end, it was only a firm embrace, imprisoning her in their arms.
But the force felt as if it wanted to fuse her into their very bones.
During the hug, she could even hear the greedy sucking sounds coming from behind her.
Jiang Lai carefully thought about who could do such a thing—and who could easily enter this train car.
It seemed there was only one person who fit the bill.
Once the name appeared clearly in her mind, Jiang Lai gave up resisting altogether, allowing the person behind her to do as they pleased.
She became as obedient as a rag doll cradled in someone’s arms—able to be posed however they wanted without protest.
The hidden side of Xu Ruobing came alive the moment Jiang Lai stopped resisting, and her actions became even more unrestrained, far more wanton than before.
She no longer just held Jiang Lai tightly from behind.
Instead, with sheer force, she flipped Jiang Lai around to face her, pressing her cheek tightly against Jiang Lai’s.
“Jiang Jiang, I’ve missed you so much.”
Xu Ruobing buried her face greedily into the strands of Jiang Lai’s hair, inhaling her scent.
Only after savoring the aroma enough did she reluctantly loosen her hold on Jiang Lai.
Xu Ruobing disliked winter—the thick clothes made people look heavy and bulky.
More importantly, when two people hugged, the layers in between were just far too many.
How much better it would be if it were summer—just a thin layer of clothing, or even skin-to-skin contact, feeling each other’s warmth and scent directly.
Winter didn’t have that advantage.
“Report, Jiang Jiang, can I start peeling off your clothes now?”
Xu Ruobing raised her hand and deliberately made her voice sound innocent and harmless.
But using the most innocent tone to say such unhealthy things only made it all the more unsettling.
“Or, Jiang Jiang, would you like to keep struggling in my arms?”
“Ruobing, what kind of strange fetish is this? Be careful or you’ll turn into a pervert in my heart.”
Jiang Lai had never heard such a bizarre request—asking her to keep struggling while being held was almost the same as asking her to curse at Xu Ruobing.
As for why Xu Ruobing made such a request, she didn’t explain—it was clear she’d just get called a pervert if she did.
Just now, when Jiang Lai twisted and moved on her, it really felt good, stirring some strange thoughts in Xu Ruobing’s heart.
If only Jiang Lai dressed a bit more sexy, it would be perfect.
“As long as I can hold you, I’m willing to be called anything.”
Though she hadn’t yet received Jiang Lai’s consent, Xu Ruobing’s hands were honest.
Her slender fingers gently pulled open Jiang Lai’s warm jacket and quietly slipped inside to touch her waist.
Jiang Lai shivered at the contact, but if it was just a simple waist-hold, she didn’t want to refuse.
Besides, it had been so long since they last met.
Their daily conversations were sparse and intermittent—sometimes just a quick greeting before parting ways.
At most, they might chat around ten times a day, and sometimes only exchanged simple “good morning” and “good night” messages.
When Jiang Lai came to class, she would just punch the Card Puncher briefly.
Compared to daily chatting between friends, Jiang Lai even thought Xu Ruobing was more like her personal Card Puncher—if she didn’t check in at least once a day, she felt restless.
Since it had been so long, why not hug a little longer?
Besides, the feeling of being needed, desired, and liked was something Jiang Lai surprisingly enjoyed while being held.
She leaned naturally against Xu Ruobing’s slender shoulder.
It was then she finally noticed how little clothing Xu Ruobing was wearing today—dressed entirely in black, looking extremely low-key.
A duckbill cap lay on the back seat of the car to help conceal her.
If anyone wanted to get a close look at Xu Ruobing’s enchanting Peach Blossom Eyes, it was truly not easy.
Only Jiang Lai had such a privilege in this world.
Being held by such a stunning beauty was truly a blessing cultivated over a hundred lifetimes.
But sometimes, holding too long felt like wasting time, and having her jacket opened made Jiang Lai feel a bit cold inside the car.
“Is that enough now?”
“Not enough, not nearly enough.”
Feeling Jiang Lai’s warmth, Xu Ruobing clung on like she didn’t want to leave the cozy warmth of her bed on a cold morning.
Though she knew the time was short, she just didn’t want to let go and began to act a little spoiled.
“But this hug has lasted too long. Is the Driver taking me home today, or is it you?”
Jiang Lai felt the hand wrapped tightly around her body and knew if she didn’t take some firm action, this eight-legged little cat wouldn’t let her go so easily.
She struggled to push away the hand inside her clothes, only to be pulled back tightly into Xu Ruobing’s arms again.
She raised her eyes and gave Xu Ruobing a slightly resentful look, signaling her to let go.
But who knew, Xu Ruobing stuck out her tongue playfully, planted a secret kiss on Jiang Lai, and only then released her grip.
“Since you won’t let me hold you, can I at least collect some interest now?”
Xu Ruobing hid the lighthearted smile she had just worn.
Her eyes lost a bit of their flamboyance and became deep, like black holes that could suck in souls with no escape.
Jiang Lai dared not meet her gaze, lowering her head, afraid that looking too long would result in Xu Ruobing devouring her right there in the car.
“Don’t get too carried away.”
“Even if it’s too much, where else would I put it? I’m not the type to execute you right here in the car. Pleasant things are more comfortable and relaxing in bed.”
Jiang Lai’s body trembled, left speechless for a long while by Xu Ruobing’s blunt teasing.
Although she knew these words were meant to toy with her, day after day of this repetition was unbearable.
“Ruobing, do you really want us?”