Peach blossoms fluttered, scattering petals in a colorful dance.
A gentle breeze swept by, brushing a carpet of peach petals onto the ground.
Since it was Saturday, neither of them had classes, so they decided to visit this peach blossom scenic park in Wanqing City together.
On a bench in the park sat two people.
The young man was tall and long-limbed, wearing a white cotton long-sleeved shirt in a minimalist style, paired with ordinary black trousers and plain white sneakers.
A mask covered half his face, leaving only a pair of deep, starry eyes that silently gazed at something.
He looked like a frail, delicate youth straight out of a novel or manga, evoking an irresistible urge to protect and cherish him.
“Senior Jiang, are my hands really that captivating?”
A melodious voice sounded softly beside him.
The girl sitting next to him tilted her head, her bright, dewy eyes filled with curiosity and confusion.
Though they had come to admire the peach blossoms together, Jiang Chi’s gaze hadn’t lingered on the flowers for even a moment—instead, it was fixed entirely on her hands.
“They are,” Jiang Chi admitted without hesitation.
“Really?”
Ji Qingchan’s lips curled into a playful smile as she raised her hand, stretching it out before the blue-eyed young man.
Her fingers splayed open, the delicate, fair joints glistening temptingly under the sunlight.
“If Senior Jiang likes them so much, why not touch them?”
Her voice was sweet and crisp, laced with a hint of coquetry.
At her words, the young man lowered his head slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily.
Behind his lowered lashes, a flicker of unmistakably masculine heat and… longing flashed.
All of this was silently observed by Ji Yuenian, who had been secretly watching.
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
So Jiang Chi was a hand fetishist!
Noted, noted.
When Ji Yuenian’s seduction attempts had failed, he had assumed Jiang Chi was like one of those stone statues on Easter Island gazing blankly at the sea―a medieval ascetic or a modern-day puritan.
Turns out, he just hadn’t found the right kink.
“C-can I?”
His voice was hoarse and low, threaded with a barely perceptible thread of desire.
Ji Qingchan had spent a month prying open just a crack in his heart, yet now, with just her hands, she had stirred the buried desires deep within him.
As the old saying went: once you grasp a man’s kink, you can twist him around your finger.
“Why not? Isn’t it normal for friends to shake hands?”
Ji Qingchan tilted her head with an innocent, almost clueless expression-so pure it was almost deceptive.
She boldly extended her fair, jade-like fingers toward his lips, separated only by the thin barrier of his mask.
For a boy like Jiang Chi-cold and aloof on the outside but slightly insecure inside-she had to take the initiative and meet him head-on!
“Senior Jiang, how about we play a little game?”
“This game is called ‘Hold Hands.’ I want to see if, after this past month, you’ve managed to overcome some of your germaphobia—like holding hands with a girl who admires you~”
As she spoke, a mischievous glint flashed in her lively eyes, brimming with amusement.
Now was the time to test the results of her efforts over the past half-month.
As mentioned before, she had to take the lead.
Without waiting for his response, Ji Qingchan boldly grabbed his large, gloved hand.
There was only a faint resistance—just a few token struggles-before he stilled completely.
Her heart secretly rejoiced as she continued to hold his hand, gripping it tightly with one hand while slowly pulling off the white glove with the other.
Then she gently clasped his hand again, intertwining their fingers before finally stopping.
At that moment, Ji Qingchan noticed that the tips of his ears had turned completely red and were even trembling slightly.
She couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Who would have thought Jiang Chi could be shy too?
Hahahaha!
Teasing a proper gentleman like this was so thrilling, so exhilarating!!
It had a twisted, forbidden feeling!!
Ji Yuenian was already squirming like a worm inside.
“Senior Jiang, how does it feel?”
Ji Qingchan suppressed her laughter and whispered into the ear of the red-eared, blue-eyed boy, her breath warm against his skin.
“You didn’t refuse, which means you’ve already accepted me.”
“Jiang Chi, Senior Jiang, or should I call you my boyfriend now~~”
A faint scent of gardenia drifted from his ear, carrying a hint of playful inflection.
Jiang Chi’s heart couldn’t help but ripple slightly, his ears tinged with a soft pink, like ripe red silverberries, tempting one to take a bite.
The boy didn’t answer, only turning his head away again.
But this silence only made the smile on Ji Qingchan’s face grow even brighter and more dazzling.
In the end, what was supposed to be a day of admiring peach blossoms turned into Ji Qingchan’s one-sided “teasing.”
Afterward, the two gathered some fresh peach petals, and upon returning home, Ji Qingchan showcased her culinary skills by brewing a pot of peach blossom porridge, enjoying it with great delight.
Days passed like this going to school, cooking, shopping-ordinary yet fulfilling, simple and unremarkable.
The only change was that Jiang Chi began to speak more, occasionally even countering her teasing, no longer as silent as before.
Until one evening, when Jiang Chi emerged from the kitchen carrying bowls and chopsticks.
He happened to glance back at the busy little cook inside and paused for a moment.
When Ji Qingchan brought the tomato and egg soup to the table, Jiang Chi stepped beside her, set down the dishes, hesitated, and then asked, “Are we… dating now?”
“Dating? Isn’t it more like being in love?”
Ji Qingchan tilted her head, blinking her large, innocent eyes-clear as autumn water, free of any impurities or ulterior thoughts.
She lightly rose on her tiptoes, her nose almost brushing against Jiang Chi’s tall, straight one.
Their breaths mingled in the warm atmosphere as the corners of her lips curled into a radiant smile, as if declaring her victory.
“Senior Jiang, my goal is very clear-I want to win you over! Make you fall for me! Then claim your heart! Your love! Everything about you!!”
“I! Ji Qingchan! Like you! Like Senior Jiang, like Jiang Chi!!”
“And then I’ll dump you! Play you! Break your heart and make you cry!!”
Ji Yuenian silently added in her mind.
Jiang Chi pressed his lips together, a strange feeling flickering in his chest-something he couldn’t quite describe.
It was as if a warm current flowed slowly and gently through him, wrapping around his heart, never to let go.
Interpreting the blue-eyed boy’s silence as the conquest not yet complete, Ji Qingchan paid it no mind and playfully nudged him to go fetch the rice.
Once Jiang Chi had entered the kitchen, Ji Qingchan swiftly turned around, clutched her stomach, and doubled over!
Her lips curled uncontrollably like an AK’s muzzle, silently laughing her heart out!!
Hahaha!
Teasing an innocent young man is just too much fun!!
Hahahaha!!
I’m really such a scoundrel, actually deceiving someone’s feelings!
I always feel like I’ll get my comeuppance sooner or later!!
Although… but… I just can’t stop! It’s too entertaining!!
Ji Yuenian feels like she could apply to be a professional prankster now!!
With a creak, the door was pushed open, and in walked a tall figure dragging a suitcase and wearing sunglasses.
Seeing that familiar face, Ji Qingchan instinctively straightened her back, and the words slipped out before she could stop them.
“Mom?”
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Wow, she actually kissed him, no hesitation? She might actually be a pro at this.