The man’s face darkened, and he hurriedly dodged away.
“Seriously, you really don’t need it?” Seeing the man act as if she were the plague, the beauty seemed a little disappointed as she withdrew her hand, pouted, and muttered under her breath.
“He won’t even take a free benefit. Don’t tell me there’s actually something wrong with him? Tsk, I kinda feel sorry for his girlfriend.”
Jiang Chi: ………
Why do I suddenly feel an odd itch in my teeth?
Hiss, I really wish Ji Yuannian would just go into rut right now, so I could have some fun with that sharp-tongued little mouth of his!
After lunch, Ji Yuannian dragged Jiang Chi to the arcade near the hospital to play for a while.
Halfway through, Ji Haotong called back. The gist of it was that the health check was done, and he was in perfect shape.
“Chi-bao, you really don’t want some cotton candy?” Ji Yuannian took tiny bites of the strawberry-flavored cotton candy, the soft, pink cloud making her look especially adorable.
“No.” Jiang Chi turned his head away.
“Then is there anything you want? Like the latest game console or something? Consider it my thank you. Don’t worry about money, I’m using my brother’s secondary card anyway.”
“Not interested.”
“Then what are you interested in, Chi-bao?”
“You.”
“Uh… well, at most I’ll use my hand to help you out once. Don’t even think about anything else, and forget about any bed activities.”
As she spoke, Ji Yuannian discreetly put a few steps of distance between them.
They wandered a bit more. Ji Yuannian bought some women’s clothes, high heels, and stockings, expanding her wardrobe. As for payment, there was no way she’d use Ji Haotong’s secondary card—naturally, she dipped into her own little stash again.
But glancing at a certain dog-man beside her, hunched over under a mountain of shopping bags, Ji Yuannian found herself quite amused and covered her mouth, giggling softly.
She had never felt this way before.
When she saw the man could no longer carry any more women’s clothes, Ji Yuannian led Palu-Jiang to the delivery station to arrange for home delivery.
Freed of his burden, the man straightened his back. Before they knew it, dusk had arrived. The two of them sat together on a public bench in a garden, sipping mineral water, watching the sun set—a scene as beautiful as a painting.
“Chi-bao, come a little closer. I have a gift for you.” The beauty turned her gaze to him, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Jiang Chi heard her and scooted over, moving closer.
By now, he truly understood the ts-girl version of Ji Yuannian. In front of this “familiar” person, Ji Yuannian seemed to shed all burdens and masks.
Gone was the arrogant school tyrant, the brash and reckless masculinity, the stern and upright P.E. minister.
All that remained was the truest Ji Yuannian: carrying feminine charm but with an outspoken, straightforward male personality; occasionally tossing out small “benefits,” but always insisting she was a “real man.”
The unrestrained, bold freedom of her male side, and the youthful vibrance and natural allure of her female side—distinct, yet perfectly intertwined—gave her a special charisma and presence.
The moment Jiang Chi leaned over, a light mint fragrance enveloped him. It wasn’t strong, but remarkably fresh. If he sniffed more closely, he could even catch a familiar hint of gardenia beneath the mint.
The tall, sexy, short-haired goddess wrapped her arms around Jiang Chi, lowered her head, and gently pressed her cheek against his neck.
“Didn’t you want me to trust you?”
“Jiang Chi, this is a hug of trust.”
“This time, thank you.”
After a long, long while, when the hug finally ended, Ji Yuannian’s beautiful eyes turned to the man frozen in place, a trace of a smile flashing within.
“What’s wrong, you don’t like it?”
“Chi-bao, even a surging, full-bosomed hug like mine isn’t to your liking. What do you want, then? You want me to kiss you like a woman would?”
“As if, don’t even think about it. Chi-bao, I know you’re into me, but I’m a straight guy. No way I’d be interested in the same sex.”
“A kiss? Not in this lifetime.”
Jiang Chi snapped back to his senses, and the lightly made-up face before him overlapped with a certain girl in his memories. For a moment, his gaze turned dazed, but quickly calmed. He called out, softly, “Ji Yuannian.”
“Hmm?”
“Does your previous promise still count?”
“A gentleman’s word is as good as gold; even four horses can’t chase it back.”
*****
It was an elbow strike. Yao Shiming suffered a heavy blow and bent over, clutching his mouth in pain.
“Old Ji, you’re back?”
“Don’t get the wrong idea. I was just practicing self-defense with Old Yao. You know there are plenty of thugs lurking in the alleys around our school. Learning an extra move can only help—skills never weigh you down.”
As Hu Li spoke, she scratched her head, her pure and innocent eyes looking up at Ji Yuannian, as if it truly had been nothing more than practicing self-defense with Yao Shiming.
Ji Yuannian: ………
Why does this line of reasoning feel so strangely familiar?
But… it actually seems pretty reasonable.
No way it’s what I was thinking just now, right? This is Wanqing, not Chengdu. Where would so many gay guys even come from? Besides, Yao Shiming has a fair-skinned, long-legged, drop-dead gorgeous fiancée who throws herself at him every day. If he wanted to get lucky, he could just give her a call.
Even if he was sneaking around, he wouldn’t set his sights on a male roommate.
Yep!
I must’ve been overthinking. Definitely overthinking!
lol so he considers himself a gay guy?