Still, it had been a commotion lasting six years.
Maybe she could finally find relief from it, find new life by putting herself in a place of certain death.
Bet you didn’t expect this, Jiang Xiao. This is a new escape route she just discovered!
Heh heh heh.
Finding joy amid bitterness, her eyes shimmered with tears.
“You can look! This is Xi’er’s super reward for Jiang Xiao~” Jiang Xiao silently watched her, seeing how she seemed to be both crying and smiling, her whole demeanor filled with resolve, and he felt terrible inside.
Was Xi’er’s mind breaking down? She had gone this far.
How was this any different from inviting a wolf into the house?
But no matter how he looked at it, this was clearly a trap.
Only someone with a Bug crawling in their brain would dive right in.
Never before had her vulnerability been so exposed.
Deep within Song Qiuyu, emotions too complex to describe rose and surged.
Feeling his burning gaze fixed on her, her mind grew hazy.
Losing balance, she suddenly collapsed onto the bed behind her with a thud, knees bent, legs spread wide.
At the same time, her eyes closed instinctively.
“Xi’er!”
Jiang Xiao moved quickly, leaning over and, out of habit, cradling the back of her head with a large hand.
His other hand, guided by instinct, pressed down.
With that press, he crushed the snow peak on her left, startling himself so much his hand trembled, and he hurriedly shifted it to her waist.
“Heh…”
Song Qiuyu opened her eyes in panic, instantly locking gazes with someone so close she could feel his breath, her pupils dilating.
The slippers on her feet were about to fall off, but she couldn’t care less.
She simply stared dazedly at the reflection of herself in the boy’s eyes.
That girl was truly captivating, looking as though she was inviting someone to pluck her!
Seeing herself like this, she felt unbearable shame.
And yet, for some reason, certain parts of her body seemed to be cheering for this, leaving her all the more uncomfortable.
But the most fatal thing was the position they were in.
Her soft belly was pressed tightly against Jiang Xiao’s firm abdomen.
Jiang Xiao’s bath towel had slipped off… It seemed it was her legs that had knocked it loose as she fell!
Things she shouldn’t see made a grand entrance in the most inappropriate way, staring fiercely at her most vulnerable spot.
It was even fiercer and less cute than its master, baring a look that said it wanted to devour her whole.
Her mind, frozen until now, was jolted by this and miraculously found a bit of clarity. But this didn’t seem to be good news.
“I didn’t mean to.”
Song Qiuyu drew in a sharp breath, her voice choked as she instinctively tried to explain.
“Mhm, I know.”
Jiang Xiao gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye.
“Mmm…”
As his warm hand brushed her cheek, Song Qiuyu’s panicked heart inexplicably calmed.
Next, even her ears and neck were tenderly cared for.
Suddenly, she realized that maybe she truly couldn’t resist Jiang Xiao at all.
Even with such a fierce creature eyeing her, his presence made her feel somewhat at ease.
Maybe, that seemingly absurd method from earlier wasn’t just the desperate measure of someone trapped, thinking they’d found a way out when it was actually a dead end.
Maybe—it was a path worth trying.
A Bad Woman would always be a Bad Woman.
But Jiang Xiao could stop being a little virgin from now on.
Let her shamelessly claim all of his first times.
“Jiang Xiao…”
She couldn’t control herself as her burning face nuzzled his palm, steeling herself.
“All the things you’ve wanted to do to me these past six years, just do them all today.”
“Alright.”
Jiang Xiao, thoughts unreadable, agreed without hesitation!
Hearing this, Song Qiuyu smiled in relief, as if she were prepared for death.
Like opening The City Gate for him herself, ready to let him into the city.
Like a thief who should sack the city dry, he grinned, pulled down the white cloth covering her, and hooked it around her small knees.
Then, he didn’t use his trump card—
Song Qiuyu: Three
Jiang Xiao: The position should be right, why is it like this…
Song Qiuyu:
Jiang Xiao: It’s right!
Song Qiuyu: Execution!
“Jiang Xiao, that’s not what I meant. Not that, I want you to…”
Song Qiuyu almost wanted to break his fingers—did he really have to force her to say those words? Ha, Jiang Xiao, how can you be so hateful?
“Xi’er, what is our relationship now?” Jiang Xiao deepened his action, staring at her as he spoke.
“Ah!”
Song Qiuyu’s delicate body shivered, her beautiful almond eyes red from crying.
She felt as if she was a Spring Kite set free in the spring wind, tossed and turned at his whim, soaring ever higher, higher, until the kite string finally snapped.
Who knew when her slippers had been kicked aside, lying far away.
Her toes were already slick with moisture.
A sweet fragrance filled the air.
Watching Song Qiuyu, sweaty and limp on the bed, Jiang Xiao narrowed his eyes, Adam’s apple bobbing, wanting to ask his previous question again.
But then, the exhausted girl suddenly tilted her face up and kissed him first.
That kiss marked complete loss of control.
Jiang Xiao wrapped her head in his arms, kissed her lips fiercely, and doubled the pressure he’d just put on her.
Drawing out her trembles again and again.
The phone alarm on the side had long since gone off, but none of their four ears caught the sound.
All they could hear was the louder commotion echoing in the room.
After all the tossing and turning, both of them finally drifted off to sleep from exhaustion.
Yet before sleeping, Jiang Xiao still happily carried the sleeping Song Qiuyu to take a hot bath.
While bathing, he finally figured out where that sweet scent came from. Like a curious child, he studied his lover’s body thoroughly.
Of course, it was truly just for study.
Heaven and earth can bear witness.
Not long after they fell asleep, the first to open her eyes was—Song Qiuyu.
The room was dim; clearly, it was already night outside.
“Ugh…”
Feeling Jiang Xiao’s stiff body behind her, Song Qiuyu frowned, her heart pounding.
The earlier memories surged in a flood, making her mind spin.
Carefully, she shifted her hips and sat up, lowering her eyes to glance at the strong arm still wrapped around her waist.
She decisively grabbed it, trying to move it aside.
Thankfully, it was unexpectedly easy. Jiang Xiao didn’t seem to be holding her too tightly.
She lifted the blanket.
Though her mind was foggy and her body still felt strange in indescribable ways, she knew exactly what she needed to do.
While Jiang Xiao was still asleep—time to move out!
She mustn’t wait for Jiang Xiao to wake up!
Their relationship was now far too ambiguous, but still somehow not completely so. Thanks to Jiang Xiao, things had gotten far too complicated…
Whatever, time to slip away first.
She hurriedly picked up her clothes from the floor.
Every time she grabbed a piece, her body temperature climbed, memories of how each item was removed flashing through her mind, along with the version of herself so bewitched by Jiang Xiao she hardly recognized it as her.
After gathering her things, she quickly dressed, not caring about anything else.
She grabbed her phone, ready to dash out the door.
But before she could open the bedroom door, her wrist was suddenly seized.
Her vision spun, and she was caught by Jiang Xiao, who had “woken up” right after her!
With a thud, Jiang Xiao’s large hand brushed past her earlobe, pressing against the wall behind her, his grip locking her small hand in his.
Their eyes met; Jiang Xiao stared intently, while Song Qiuyu was completely at a loss.