Chapter 46: A Woman Made of Water

“Yingyu, Yingyu, let me go, my neck is getting all dirty.”

Jiang Lai could only feel a tingling numbness on her neck, and with Chi Yingyu’s hands gripping her waist at this moment, she didn’t dare struggle too much, afraid her sister-in-law would exploit her ticklishness.

Jiang Lai never used to be ticklish.

Even if someone gently brushed a feather across her soles, she barely felt anything.

But ever since becoming a woman, even if someone lightly stroked her exposed hand, her palms would tingle with sensitivity.

Let alone being grabbed by the waist—if Chi Yingyu’s hands started to wander up and down, Jiang Lai feared she’d squirm from the ticklishness.

Now that her weakness was in the other’s hands, Jiang Lai could only beg in a faint, fragile voice, “Let me go, please… If you let me go, I’ll cook your favorite dish when we get back.”

But the dish Chi Yingyu wanted most was already in her arms.

After all the fuss, she was satisfied for now.

The earlier nibbling had left a distinct red mark on her brother-in-law’s fair skin.

If she went any further, even if brother-in-law was dull, he would notice something was off.

“Be careful when you get down, okay? Careful, don’t fall.”

As Chi Yingyu spoke, she let go of Jiang Lai’s waist, but Jiang Lai’s lower body was already so limp from Chi Yingyu’s antics that when one foot touched the floor, a wave of tingling numbness swept over her, as if her leg had fallen asleep.

Jiang Lai, just managing to stand up, nearly lost her balance.

She had to lean on Chi Yingyu’s shoulder just to steady herself.

“I can’t believe I can’t even stand straight.”

After leaving Chi Yingyu, Jiang Lai collapsed heavily onto the little sofa in the office.

This sofa used to be Chi Yingyu’s nap spot, but right now, it felt like Jiang Lai’s personal territory.

Finally escaping her tormentor, Jiang Lai looked utterly pitiful. Her once-neat clothes were now a mess, her hair draped haphazardly over her shoulders, uneven on both sides.

Yet Jiang Lai showed no relief. Instead, she raised her head slightly, enduring the prickly numbness running up from her calf, a feeling so sharp she didn’t dare move a muscle.

The numbness was strange, like a jolt of electricity, like tiny needles pricking her calf. It was almost unbearable.

Jiang Lai couldn’t help but frown, her fingers clenching unconsciously, even her toes curling from the discomfort.

When your hands or legs go numb, it’s easy to get a cramp.

Chi Yingyu could naturally see her brother-in-law’s awkwardness.

She hurried to Jiang Lai’s side, glanced at the slightly raised calf, then at the frown on her brother-in-law’s face.

No need to ask—she could guess that the awkward sitting posture just now had made her brother-in-law’s calf go numb.

“Yingyu, help me rub my leg, I feel like I’m about to cramp…”

Jiang Lai was so anxious her eyes were about to tear up, her fair neck arched, her voice soft and pleading. Hearing it, Chi Yingyu’s heart was filled with all sorts of thoughts.

Sometimes Chi Yingyu wondered what kind of filth filled her head.

Her brother-in-law was suffering, nearly in tears, and yet she was still thinking about tormenting her more.

Chi Yingyu scolded herself inwardly, but her hand still reached out, gently gripping Jiang Lai’s stiff calf.

Before her brother-in-law could react, she began to knead it softly, just like a massage therapist, her hands working up and down, massaging to relax the cramped muscle.

“It hurts… ah…”

The sudden touch made Jiang Lai cry out before she could hold it in, a tidal wave of sensation overwhelming her, making it impossible to keep quiet.

Her startled cry filled the entire office.

All Jiang Lai’s attention was now focused on Chi Yingyu’s hands kneading her calf. Sensation that had been dulled suddenly grew sharp—she could feel every movement of Chi Yingyu’s hands, even out of sight.

Jiang Lai didn’t dare make another sound.

That sudden outburst just now—if the office weren’t tucked away at the back, she would have wanted to crawl into a mouse hole, or never come back again.

If it was just a doctor’s visit, others might think it was an accident.

But if she kept calling out, it would definitely attract attention.

Jiang Lai could only clamp her hand over her mouth.

The ache and tingling in her calf had brought tears to her eyes, but she had to bear it.

Only when the numbness and tingling finally faded did Jiang Lai collapse limply onto the sofa, like a deflated balloon.

“I feel like I can’t face anyone now.”

Jiang Lai’s hand, which had been over her mouth, now covered her face.

The thought that she’d just shouted so loudly because of her sister-in-law’s actions was just too humiliating.

“It’s okay, no one else heard anyway. If you want to call out, just call out, brother-in-law.”

Chi Yingyu smiled as she tried to gently pull Jiang Lai’s hand away from her face.

When she finally succeeded, Chi Yingyu saw Jiang Lai’s beautiful eyes brimming with tears, a sight that made her both delighted and deeply pained.

Chi Yingyu softly wiped away the tears at the corners of Jiang Lai’s eyes with her fingertip, then hugged her tightly like coaxing a child, resting her chin on Jiang Lai’s head and soothing her, “It’s alright, it’s alright. If anyone heard, they’d be knocking by now. And your voice is really nice, brother-in-law. I wish I could hear it many more times.”

Just from rubbing a numb calf, her brother-in-law was already so enticing after becoming a woman.

Chi Yingyu couldn’t help but let her imagination run wild, her heart tingling, her mind full of fantasies.

She wanted to hear more of Jiang Lai’s lovely sounds, wanted to see those beautiful eyes filled with tears, to watch the tears slide from the corners—so alluring, so stirring, she couldn’t help but recall the warmth and dampness she’d felt before…

Jiang Lai really was a woman made of water—so much water.

From the bottom of her heart, Chi Yingyu fantasized about the future—about sneaking into Jiang Lai’s room at night with the lights on, so she could not only hear the sounds, but also see every expression on her brother-in-law’s face.

But that was just wishful thinking. Turning on the lights would make it way too easy to get caught.

Chi Yingyu gently stroked Jiang Lai’s hair, then, as if guided by some mysterious impulse, pressed a kiss to her brother-in-law’s forehead.