“It went pretty smoothly. We saw what we were supposed to see along the way, played where we were supposed to play. Recently, he and I—and a huge group of my other selves—held an ice-breaking fishing competition together. Oh right, Yuanyue, you should call me your older sister. I’m already pushing thirty this year!”
“I’m calling you little sister, I’m calling you little sister! Anyone shorter than me is a little brother or little sister!!”
Night fell.
On the double bed, Ji Yueyan lay sprawled lazily on her side in pajamas printed with a Bald Qiang cartoon. She held her phone in one hand, a faint smile at the corner of her lips as her fingers typed silently.
Little Yin, her “younger sister,” also known as Xu Yinsheng.
A girl Ji Yueyan had met by the riverside a few years ago—who had freeloaded two bowls of spicy beef noodle soup from her.
At first, Ji Yueyan thought the girl was using the excuse of mooching food to preach at her. But after they exchanged contact info that day and gradually chatted more and more, she realized they were actually the same kind of person.
And after learning about what the other girl had been through, Ji Yueyan had to admit that her Little Yin truly had terrifying mental resilience!!
“I’m not short at all! I can casually turn into a tall, dominant beauty!! Not just 5’11—even 6’3 is doable!!”
“That still doesn’t change the fact that your base form is only 5’3.”
“Hmph!”
“Alright, alright~ don’t be mad, Little Yin. My Chibao and I are getting married next month. Will you and your partner be coming?”
“Of course! Your Big Sister Yin will definitely be there! Do you need me to be your bridesmaid? After all, I’m your best friend. I can transform into whatever kind of bridesmaid you want!”
“…No need for that. Two of my high school classmates already agreed in advance to be my bridesmaids.”
“Fine then. You’ve really forgotten your Big Sister Yin. Boohoo.”
Ji Yueyan felt a bit embarrassed.
Her best friend had money, looks, and an ability she herself had named “Shapeshift”—as long as she wanted, she could turn into countless different versions of “herself,” of different appearances, races, and beauty types.
But her one and only flaw was that her intelligence—or rather, her mental maturity—had always been extremely childish, stuck around seventeen or eighteen, maybe even lower, with her head full of all kinds of lewd thoughts.
Of course, according to her, this was a heart forever young and full of vitality.
“But honestly, I really envy you guys…” From far away, at the ends of the earth, Xu Yinsheng whimpered for a bit before quickly returning to normal, grinning playfully.
“When you get married, your parents are there, relatives and friends are there. Unlike me and mine—back then, at that huge wedding banquet, it was just me, him, and a whole bunch of my other selves.”
When her eyes skimmed over that line, Ji Yueyan’s gaze dimmed slightly. She fell silent for a moment, then started typing again.
Just then, a large hand suddenly reached out and took her phone.
“Yuanyue, it’s time to sleep,” Jiang Chi reminded her gently.
“You sleep first. I can’t fall asleep. I’m playing on my phone for a bit,” Ji Yueyan said without looking at him. She took the phone back, rolled over, and continued tapping on the screen.
What she didn’t notice was the man behind her quietly taking out a small brocade pouch. His eyes swept over a line of text on the slip of paper inside, and a knowing glint flashed through his gaze.
After comforting the other girl for a while, Ji Yueyan asked her about wedding experiences. Naturally, the answers she got were just as unreliable as Little Yin’s personality—yet very serious.
For example, she asked: what did you do after the wedding banquet, and were there any things to watch out for?
Answer: Bought the hotel where the banquet was held and threw a huge party! Seven days and seven nights straight. Every single one of my selves was filled to the brim. I loved that feeling to death 😍😍😍
Ji Yueyan: ……
Well. People say three parts fate, seven parts hard work. For her Little Yin, seven parts were intelligence, and the remaining ninety-three were pure lust.
“Oh right, Yuanyue, I just did a divination for you.”
“I’m about to have a bloody disaster?”
“Nope. I calculated that tonight you’ll be stuffed into a cream puff! Sneaky laugh JPG.”
Ji Yueyan: ???
Just as she was feeling confused, a pair of strong, powerful arms suddenly wrapped around her slender waist from behind, pulling her completely into his embrace.
“Yuanyue… can’t sleep?” The man curled his lips slightly and called her name in a low voice.
“Yeah, can’t sleep. I want to play games.”
She answered casually, but when her eyes met the man’s gaze—laden with unmistakable “appetite”—a sense of danger suddenly rose in her chest.
“Then we…” Sure enough, as if to confirm a woman’s sixth sense, Jiang Chi lowered his head and gently bit her earlobe, his voice incomparably suggestive. “Let’s get some exercise.”
The next second, before Ji Yueyan could react, he had already flipped over and pressed her beneath him…
Outside the window, a gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, producing a soft susurration, as if accompanying the intimacy inside the room. Moonlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, scattering dappled light and shadow.
The moonlight outside was like water, spilling over the entwined silhouettes within, filling the room with lingering allure.
Time seemed to freeze in that instant, leaving only two hearts pounding fiercely in the charged air.
……
“Huff, huff, huff~”
After one round, Ji Yueyan lay sprawled on the bed, panting heavily. Her long bangs fell messily over her forehead, covering her eyes, making her look pitifully delicate—like she’d been thoroughly bullied by a bad man.
“Yuanyue, how was it?” Jiang Chi held her, gently tidying her hair. His fingers brushed over her delicate earlobe, leaving behind faint currents of electricity.
“You old lecher!” Ji Yueyan snapped irritably as she slapped his hand away and tried to crawl off the bed to get her phone. But her lower body was sore and weak, forcing her to flop back down.
“Give me my phone. I want to play games.”
Jiang Chi frowned. “Still can’t sleep?”
Ji Yueyan rolled her eyes. “I don’t care. Hurry up and give me my phone! I want to play games! I want to chat with my best friend! If you want to sleep, you sleep first! I can’t fall asleep anyway!”
“Then we’ll continue.”
After saying that, Jiang Chi leaned down again.
After another round, Ji Yueyan was completely out of strength—not just her lower body, but her upper body as well. She lay limp in his arms, soft and boneless, only able to let him do as he pleased.
“Sleepy yet?”
“No. I want to play games.”
“Then we continue.”
“Ah!! Again—wait, I haven’t—”
Ji Yueyan’s beautiful eyes widened as she tried to refuse, but a thin pair of lips had already sealed her mouth shut. The tireless man pressed down on her once more.
“Continue.”
“Continue.”
“Continue.”
“……”
No one knew how many times they continued in a year. At first, Ji Yueyan actually enjoyed it—after all, she didn’t have to exert herself and still got to enjoy it, so why not? But gradually…
“Wuwuwu, I was wrong, Chibao. I’ll go to sleep right now.”
“Stop filling me up, it’s about to overflow…”
“Wuwuwu~~ I really turned into a cream puff~~”
In the end, the Ji family’s great beauty—who had originally been full of energy and ready to stay up all night gaming—was completely reduced to a limp heap under someone’s seven “offensives,” collapsing onto the bed without the strength to rise again.
Jiang Chi looked down at the person sleeping in his arms, his gaze lingering on the faint dark circles beneath her eyes. He let out a soft sigh, then pulled over the blanket and gently tucked her in.
Insomnia? That just means you’re not tired enough. Once you’re tired enough, you’ll naturally fall asleep in three seconds.
Mm.
It had to be said—Senior Zhang’s method was actually pretty effective.