Night, bedroom.
After dinner and a quick wash, Ji Yuenián lay on her bed, a thin blanket draped over her body, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
“So hot~”
Ji Yuenián lifted her palm, gently brushing her forehead. She only felt her body growing hotter, as if she were being roasted alive, drained of all strength, too lazy to even move, her heart pounding rapidly, breath growing quick, feeling as though she was about to explode.
“Ugh…”
She moaned softly, covering her cheeks with both hands, trying to wake herself up a little.
Hot, hot, so hot…
She could even feel a burning ache coursing through her veins, as if her whole body was being flushed by boiling water. She couldn’t help but curl up, the thin blanket slipping to the floor.
Ji Yuenián had no idea what was happening to her; her whole body burned unbearably. Though the air conditioner was on, blowing merciless cold air at 16°C, it did nothing. In fact, it only made her feel worse, more feverish, and even her lower body felt strangely weird, as if countless tiny worms were wriggling about, twisting and itching intolerably.
This feeling…
“Ah! Ah!!~”
“Mm, mm, mm!!!”
Meanwhile, just a wall away, outside her room, soul-searing moans and hoarse, heavy panting intertwined, rising and falling without end.
Ji Yuenián’s face turned dark.
Damn! That brat Jiang Chi really has some stamina, watching those kinds of movies in the middle of the night and even playing the sound out loud—does he really not treat her as an outsider?
Heat surging! Sinful fire blazing!
Unbearable! Itching!
Ji Yuenián bit her lip hard.
This is unscientific. How long has it been since she became a tall, cool beauty? And she’s still underage—how could she possibly have such intense desire~~
She didn’t know how much time had passed before her mind was muddled by the fire within. Shaking her head fiercely, she thought: No, need a glass of cold water, maybe a shower—if this keeps up, it’ll really kill her.
Groggy, she got out of bed, stumbled out of the bedroom, and groped her way in the dark to the fridge for two bottles of mineral water.
After gulping them down, the chill rushed down her throat, and she finally felt a bit clearer.
Just as she was about to close the fridge, suddenly, a gaze came from behind, mixed with a seductive undertone.
Ji Yuenián turned around and ran right into a pair of blue eyes in the darkness. Looking closely, it was Jiang Chi, half-reclined on the sofa, his expression lazy and casual, pants half-off, hand busy.
“What the—!”
Her dazed mind instantly sobered up. Ji Yuenián jumped back several steps in fright, the mineral water falling from her hand with a sharp clatter.
She pointed at Jiang Chi, her face turning scarlet in an instant, not knowing where to look, stammering out, “Y-y-you—!!!”
“It’s hot in the summer. Just letting off some steam.” Jiang Chi showed no embarrassment at being caught. Instead, he looked utterly justified, his hand not only not stopping, but even moving faster.
“Boss Ji, since it’s a long night and no sleep in sight, why don’t you keep me company?”
“I just love your hands~~”
“Who knows, maybe we can both get what we need. After all, our great Boss Ji is now such a beauty that even I can’t help but be moved!”
Jiang Chi, the campus heartthrob, curled his lips in a playful tone. He looked nothing like his usual serious self—more like a ruffian.
As he spoke, he deliberately angled himself toward Ji Yuenián, as if wanting her to see everything even more clearly.
“Get lost!” Ji Yuenián cursed angrily, turning to leave.
Jiang Chi didn’t stop her, only watched with a grin as her figure disappeared around the corner.
In the early hours before dawn, body and mind utterly exhausted, Ji Yuenián finally fell into a muddled sleep, snoring softly in her room.
However, in her deep slumber, she didn’t notice that a stick of incense was burning quietly in the crack of her door, thin wisps of smoke curling upwards.
Half-dreaming, Ji Yuenián felt herself drifting in a dream, when suddenly, a pair of warm hands gently embraced her from behind.
That person carried a familiar floral scent, pure and enchanting, lingering at the tip of her nose, pulling her consciousness ever deeper into the haze.
Those hands moved like an experienced and skillful pastry chef, softly yet firmly kneading the pair of little bunnies on her chest.
Such movements made the cool beauty tremble slightly, her body responding in ways beyond her control……
In the crimson dreamscape…
“Admit it~ Admit it~”
“Ji Yuenián, just admit it~~”
“You love desire. You’re addicted to desire. You savor desire~~”
“Ji Yuenián, you’re a natural born vixen~ Beneath your tough, domineering shell, the dirtiest, filthiest desires of humanity hide deep in your heart. For you, indulging in desire is as easy as eating or drinking.”
That voice wound around Ji Yuenián’s ears like a lullaby. She wanted to resist and struggle, but it was useless—the sense of helplessness filling her with shame and anger.
She wanted to run away, but her body refused to obey. She wanted to scream, but it felt as if something was blocking her throat, the sounds she made hoarse and ugly.
“No, no, I’m not…..”
“I—I’m a real man, not some vixen~~”
“…”
Ji Yuenián struggled desperately against the suffocating helplessness, but the harder she fought, the tighter the invisible shackles grew, as if her body was sealed in place.
A thick, massive thing blocked her mouth; she used all her strength to break free, but she couldn’t escape that formless power.
That hand tightly gripped the softness of her chest, and she writhed with all her might, trying to get away from that strange touch~~
“Hahaha~~”
That voice echoed in her ears, taunting: “Do you know what’s most interesting about ts girls like you? Because you can’t resist the pleasure of a woman’s body, you fall and debase yourself, yet your male soul’s pride and restraint show such an adorable mix of shyness and arrogance…..”
“Ji Yuenián, just admit it.”
“You are that kind of person~~”
As the words faded, a dense floral fragrance rushed into her nose. The person in her arms shuddered, two blushes blooming on the cool beauty’s cheeks, her body trembling a little more, and in that haze she truly tasted the wonders of femininity’s fall.
Femininity’s Fall +1.
The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight filtered through the curtains onto Ji Yuenián’s face, she slowly woke.
Sensing something, she instinctively looked at her bed—and her face instantly darkened, as if mocking the last remnants of her masculine pride.
Her face first flushed bright red, then turned utterly gloomy. She quickly rummaged through the closet for clothes, tiptoed into the bathroom.
After changing clothes and swapping out the bedsheets, Ji Yuenián forced herself to look nonchalant as she left her room.
In the living room, Jiang Chi was leisurely eating breakfast. Hearing someone coming, he only glanced over, then quickly looked away.
“What’s for breakfast?” Ji Yuenián asked casually, pretending not to care.
“Millet porridge, fried dough sticks, pork buns, and…” Jiang Chi slowly listed the food on the table, then pushed forward a bowl of pale green, crisp-scented, slightly dewy strips.
“Cucumber shreds.”
Did-did he just?