[Urban] Romantic Years (H Version) (Complete) - 26

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Chapter 104

Jiang Ailian knelt on the bed, her white, jade-like feet, wrapped in the sheet, swaying gently. Her body swayed slightly, her hands supporting her weight on the blanket. Her
full, luscious lips, red and alluring, outlined a sexy, cherry-like mouth. Her breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, her body slightly turned to the side, revealing her beautiful curves.
Beneath her long eyelashes, a pair of shy, infinitely alluring eyes, half-closed and filled with emotion, gazed at me breathlessly. Her cheeks were flushed, gleaming in the bright light. Especially her red, alluring, full lips, which made her shy, panting face even more charming. In this situation, I saw a Jiang Ailian unlike any I had ever seen before, so alluring that it was captivating.
"You... alright... I should go back to sleep." Her words were somewhat hesitant as she quickly pulled the blanket over herself and began to dress.
"No..." I snatched her shirt, threw it on the bed, and pulled the blanket over myself. "How about we lie here and talk for a bit?"
Jiang Ailian hesitated, so I quickly added, "Just for a little while... I promise I won't violate you."
"Okay," she finally nodded, lying in my arms. She was clearly reserved and resistant, pushing me away with her delicate hands, not letting me get too close.
After our earlier activity, her skin was covered in fragrant sweat, emitting a strange scent. I had a sudden impulse and grabbed her hand, making her stay still in my arms.
"What... what happened between you and Liu Jie?" I didn't expect Jiang Ailian to speak first. Before she could finish her sentence, her face was already flushed.
"Do you want to know?" I moved my left hand to make her more comfortable in my arms.
"If you... don't want to tell me, that's fine. I was just asking casually." She said it was just a casual question, but she looked at me expectantly.
I gently stroked her delicate hand and began to recount my story, going into great detail, omitting nothing from the entire process.
Jiang Ailian grew increasingly aroused and quickly stopped me, saying, "Don't go on... I know, but what about Liu Jing? What are you going to do?"
Seeing her engrossed, I secretly stroked her smooth thigh, giving it a light pinch. "Liu Jing knows about my sister-in-law..."
"How could this be...?" Like Liu Qingqing, Jiang Ailian's first reaction was disbelief. Taking advantage of her astonishment, I quietly slipped my hand around her body and slowly began to caress her.
"Please don't do this...?" Jiang Ailian reacted quickly, immediately grabbing my hand and pulling it away. Her voice held a pleading tone: "You promised me."
"Okay," I stopped, holding her hand tightly, and began to recount the details of my relationship with my sister-in-law and Liu Jing.
Jiang Ailian struggled briefly but couldn't break free, so she obediently let me hold her, no longer resisting.
I stared blankly at the light bulb on the ceiling, my mind not on lust...
"Are you angry... Chen Chunyu?" she suddenly asked softly, a strange lust in her eyes, and I even saw a hint of compromise in them.
I didn't know that this was when Jiang Ailian's defenses were at their weakest. The past few days of contact had already loosened her defenses, and tonight she had drunk some alcohol and heard many things she shouldn't have heard, leaving her psychologically vulnerable.
My indifference made her hesitate. Her delicate hand, leading my hand, slid across her chest, finally pressing against her fullness, and she kept rubbing my hand against her breasts.
I was jolted out of my reverie. Although I didn't understand what was happening, Jiang Ailian's change still filled me with a sense of joy. She kept her eyes tightly closed, her cheeks flushed.
I shouldn't be like this, how could I be so shameless? Stop, don't do this. She grew weaker and weaker, her face burning with shame, breathing softly through her nose.
But another thought, like a demon, seemed to be drawing me to continue, especially the physical desires that reason could not resist. She felt her body swelling and heating to its limit, especially the stimulation in her heart, which was rising higher and higher, as if it were about to explode.
I didn't know what kind of internal struggle Jiang Ailian was going through. Just as I was about to make a move, her face suddenly showed a pleading look again: "Chen Chunyu, please don't do this, I won't be able to hold back if you keep doing this, I don't want to let Xiaoli down..."
My heart also stirred. Yes, there was Xiaoli too. My desire gradually subsided, and now my brain was somewhat clouded by desire...
The noise pollution in the county town was very serious. It was just past six o'clock when I was awakened by the rumbling of cars on the street. It took me a few seconds to recall what had happened last night. Jiang Ailian's almost naked sleeping posture was suggestive. At this moment, she was completely unguarded and looked more like a young girl full of spring passion.
I gently moved my slightly sore arm, and she immediately opened her eyes, then closed them again, and then opened them wide. I was prepared for her to scream, ready to shut her up at any moment. Surprisingly, she didn't shout, but her eyes flickered with an inscrutable look, seemingly embarrassed. She hadn't drunk much last night, so it was easy for her to recall what happened.
Then, an unexpected movement from her relieved us both from the awkwardness. Her hand in her sleep was actually… until she unconsciously exerted force, and with a scream from me, morning began. We both quickly got dressed.
After washing up, I looked at myself in the mirror in the hallway. My face was slightly swollen, and my eyes were red, making me look somewhat unwell, probably because I hadn't slept well last night. However, the stubble around my lips was even thicker.
When I asked Jiang Ailian to go out for breakfast, she declined without hesitation. Even when I brought her food, she simply said thank you and closed her room door, not leaving for the entire morning.
I didn't want to stay cooped up in the hotel, so I started wandering the streets alone. However, the streets were chaotic, and there wasn't much to see. Around a corner, I saw two old men playing chess under a poplar tree, surrounded by a few onlookers. Since I had nothing else to do, I went over to watch.
As the saying goes, "A true gentleman observes chess without speaking," but clearly, the people around me didn't understand this. They offered their opinions, and there was even some arguing. The two old men, however, paid no attention, focusing intently on their game, which I truly admired. Maintaining such composure in the midst of a bustling city is indeed not easy. I learned chess from my father when I was young; he was once the runner-up in the Ruzhou City Chess Tournament at the gymnasium. Not to brag, but I'm quite good at chess. I often play against my dad, and by my first year of high school, we were evenly matched. Although I stopped playing later due to schoolwork, my eye for chess is still sharp. I can tell these two old men are very skilled. "The common people are full of wonders," I thought, "and true masters often live in seclusion." My master was just like that. Thinking this, I glanced at the two old men.
Just then, a small head squeezed in, standing right in front of me, eyes fixed on the chessboard in the middle. Was this little guy also interested in chess? I curiously observed the boy, as if seeing myself as a child. Back then, whenever my dad set up a chessboard in the courtyard, I could watch it all day.
"Wenwen, where have you been again?" A woman's voice came from outside.
"Mom, I was watching a chess game," the child replied, turning around, then staring at the chessboard again.
"What are you looking at? Come home quickly, or your dad will get angry again." The woman said, grabbing the child's clothes and pulling him outside.
A jade-like arm brushed against my body, carrying a fragrant breeze. My nose twitched, and I turned to look at the woman, but unfortunately, I only saw her back.
This woman was about the same age as my sister-in-law. She wore a pink sun hat, a sleeveless white blouse that accentuated her slender waist, and a black cotton skirt. Beneath the black skirt, her round buttocks curved gracefully upwards, and her long, shapely legs were bare, her fair thighs exposed. The exposed skin was so white, completely different from the country girls I'd grown up with. On her feet were a pair of small, delicate white leather shoes, exuding a charming and healthy aura.
At that moment, she was holding a little boy's hand and walking across the street. I couldn't help but secretly admire her; truly, the environment shapes people.
Just then, a sudden warning struck me. I instinctively turned my head and saw a tractor belching black smoke, lurching towards the intersection. The vehicle swerved and wobbled like a runaway bull.
The young woman had let go of my hand, and the boy was busy buttoning his shirt in the middle of the road, completely unaware of the approaching danger.
The woman, who had just reached the roadside, also heard the noise, turned around, and stared at her child, her face pale.
"Xiaowen!" she called out tremblingly, but stood frozen on the roadside, forgetting to pull the child back. The little boy, seeing the tractor suddenly appear, was completely bewildered, standing motionless in the middle of the road, his mouth agape.
"Get out of the way...!!" The tractor driver, now snapping out of his daze, frantically turned the steering wheel, shouting repeatedly.
My heart pounded with fear. I rushed forward and grabbed the boy, but my foot slipped, and we both tumbled to the side of the road, my back slamming heavily against the concrete.
"Whoosh..." The tractor, emitting thick black smoke, suddenly shot up onto the sidewalk and hurtled diagonally towards the chess stall. Fortunately, the driver swerved in time, and the tractor crashed into the guardrail with a loud bang, shattering the guardrail...
"Xiaowen, you scared your mother to death!" At this moment, the young woman finally reacted, throwing down her bag and rushing over to hug the child, tears streaming down her face as she cried.
My head was spinning, and my back felt numb and aching; it seemed the impact from the momentum had been quite severe.
Only then did the crowd gather, buzzing with discussion:
"That young man is really brave, daring to rush up there..."
"This isn't the first time accidents have happened here; drivers keep running into things. I heard someone suggested to the county government several times to install a traffic light, but the leaders just won't agree..."
My body finally reacted; I stretched my limbs and found nothing seriously wrong, so I stood up and dusted myself off. Seeing that the young woman was completely focused on the child, I didn't pay much attention and turned to leave.
"Comrade..." Unexpectedly, she quickly grabbed my pants: "Thank you, are you alright? I'll take you to the hospital."

Chapter 105

"I'm fine, I'm alright." I waved my arm, only then realizing that it seemed to be broken, probably from when I shielded the child with my body.
After calming down completely, I noticed that a piece of skin had been scraped off my arm by the rough cement, and blood was seeping out, making me wince in pain. My whole body ached with every movement, and my cheeks burned.
"No, comrade, you must come to the hospital with me. If it weren't for what you did just now, Wenwen..." The young woman said, still looking frightened, indicating that she had been quite frightened.
Just then, the sound of the tractor started up again. Unexpectedly, while everyone was not paying attention, the driver had already started the tractor. He suddenly shifted gears, and with a "putt-putt," it sped back onto the cement road, knocking over a trash can on the side of the road. By the time everyone reacted, the car had already gone nearly a hundred meters away, and there was no way to chase it.
"Okay," I said, my heart stirred by the woman's fragrance so close at hand, and I agreed.
The hospital wasn't far, and she led me there quickly. A few people were sitting on the chairs in the hospital corridor, waiting in line, but this young woman didn't even wait in line and led me directly to the medical room.
Sitting in the surgery room was a woman in her fifties, with a full head of white hair, thin, and wearing thick glasses; she looked very experienced. Actually, people are like that; they think older people have more experience and better medical skills, and I was no exception. The doctor was very enthusiastic when she saw the young woman, quickly pouring us cups of tea, and after asking about my situation, she began to examine me.
She was quite rough with her hands, pinching me until I gritted my teeth. I had only felt pain in my arm before, but now my whole body felt numb.
After examining me for a while, she finally finished bandaging my head and said, "The external injuries aren't serious. Just be careful with the wounds on your hands to prevent infection. But you mentioned numbness below your knee, which could be due to peroneal nerve damage. And look..."
She pointed to my rolled-up trouser leg, "This bruise and slight swelling is from the fall, which has restricted blood circulation in the injured area. It needs some massage to help it heal. You should take care of the wound for the next few days, rest, and eat nutritious foods like fish soup, rib soup, and chicken soup to promote healing." Avoid spicy, sour, and cold foods, especially glutinous rice and beans, and don't touch cold water. If possible, it's best to stay in the hospital for observation and recovery for the next few days.
I was taken aback by the doctor's words. Massage training, peroneal nerve injury—I'd never heard of these things before, and I had no idea how serious they were. But with my business still unfinished, I was naturally anxious and couldn't stay in the hospital any longer. Besides, hospital fees must be expensive, and I felt embarrassed to ask the woman next to me to pay for it. Although I had saved her son, I didn't have any other intentions.
I quickly shook my head and said, "Doctor, I have things to do, so I'm afraid I can't be hospitalized. Could you just prescribe a few days' worth of medication?" Actually, I didn't feel that serious; I just felt a burning sensation in the injured area.
"You should still be hospitalized..." the woman, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "I'll pay the hospital fees. If it weren't for you, my son might have..." She didn't finish her sentence.
"It's alright, I know my own body."
I insisted repeatedly. Seeing that I really didn't want to be hospitalized, the doctor sighed and instructed, "Okay, that's settled then. I'll prescribe some more medicine for you. The injured area tends to get cold easily, so you need to do more auxiliary massage. This will help reduce bruising and swelling."
"Doctor!" I quickly interrupted, "What is auxiliary massage?"
"It's having someone gently rub your injured area to help with blood circulation. Be careful not to use too much force, otherwise the swelling will get worse. Just gently rub it down."
So this is auxiliary massage? This doctor is really something. She can make simple things sound completely incomprehensible to me. I chuckled to myself.
After the initial consultation, the doctor wanted me to get an IV drip at the hospital, which I didn't refuse.
I already knew this young woman wasn't an ordinary person, and it seemed so. She negotiated with the hospital for a few minutes and actually arranged a private room for me.
Watching the young woman rush to pay, I sighed inwardly: This woman isn't being heartless; I was just overthinking it. After all, there are still many people who know how to repay kindness, just like the old lady I saved a couple of days ago, whose son was incredibly grateful to me!
Thinking about this, I suddenly wondered if I was cursed with bad luck, how come I always seem to encounter such things?
As I lay in my hospital bed observing the surroundings, a slender, tall female nurse walked in, immediately catching my eye. Her long, flowing black hair was braided into a ponytail, making her look very neat and energetic. She had a rosy complexion, and her round, almond-shaped eyes, framed by long eyelashes, were clear and bright. Her slender figure and slim waist were perfectly accentuated by her fitted doctor's coat.
What surprised me even more was that I recognized this woman. She was Liu Jing's classmate; she was the one who had visited Luzhen last time. I hadn't expected her to be a nurse. I remembered her mentioning that she and Liu Jing had both graduated from a teachers' college. How could she be working as a nurse in a hospital now?
But after a moment's thought, I understood. Judging from her behavior last time, Wang Qian's family must be quite powerful. Changing her job wouldn't be a problem. However, I was still annoyed. Transferring her from a teacher to a nurse—this was outrageous! Although nurses aren't doctors, they are still responsible for saving lives. Wasn't this playing with people's lives?
Remembering how I offended her in Luzhen, I smiled wryly. What a small world!
But honestly, I hadn't kept a close eye on this woman last time. Now I realize my mistake. She was undeniably captivating in her nurse's uniform. With each light step, a few strands of her long hair swayed across her forehead, and her pretty face was alluring. The nurse's uniform was snow-white, contrasting sharply with her snow-white skin, making my heart flutter.
Below was her slender waist, though the nurse's uniform didn't fully reveal it, I knew it was incredibly supple. Her two straight, long legs were exceptionally alluring; they were bare, without stockings, her fair thighs exposed. On her feet were a pair of small, delicate black and pink high-heeled sandals, highlighting the white skin of her feet. Her five adorable little toes were neatly arranged, painted with tiny specks of crimson, like glistening seashells on a beach, making one want to play with them. With light, brisk footsteps, she was already in front of me.
When she noticed my gaze lingering on her, she glared at me and said, "You're injured, why are you still looking at me like that? If you hadn't been saving someone, I wouldn't have bothered applying medicine to you. Hurry up and put your hand out, I'll put an IV in." As she spoke, she grabbed my hand and pulled it up. Her slightly warm body pressed tightly against mine, inadvertently rubbing against my thigh. My thigh was pressed against her bare, slender legs, and although there was a thin layer of pants between us, I could still feel the smoothness and softness of her skin.
It seemed she still didn't recognize me, which was understandable; my face was just wrapped in gauze, it would be strange if she recognized me.
I knew she wasn't angry earlier. Actually, women's minds are strange; she didn't want to be taken advantage of by unfamiliar men, yet she dressed very provocatively, hoping to attract men's attention.
However, she did have the looks to attract my attention. I ignored her scolding and deliberately took an exaggerated breath, saying, "It smells so good!"
"What did you say?!" She opened her alluring eyes slightly, her snow-white teeth lightly biting her moist lower lip, looking annoyed.
"You're so beautiful. If I had known there was such a beautiful nurse like you at the hospital, I would have preferred to get injured every day, hehe." I continued to tease her.
"How can you be so shameless? You're such a rogue. You don't look like a hero who saves people at all."
"Thick-skinned people get their fill, thin-skinned people get nothing. Everyone likes beautiful women. If you're too late, someone else will snatch them away, and that would be a huge loss." I remembered my experience with her in Deer Town and suddenly made a bold move, wrapping my arm around her waist.
"You..., what...what are you doing...?" She really didn't expect me to be so bold. She was startled and moved away from me, her face turning ashen, her eyebrows raised, her mouth opening and closing several times before finally closing it, glaring at me, and leaving without saying a word.
I was actually quite scared just now. I don't know why I suddenly made such a bold move. Was I not joking, but acting subconsciously? I'm getting bolder and bolder.
If she had yelled "pervert!" just now, I would have been in big trouble. I would have gone from a hero saving a life to a pervert harassing a nurse. Luckily, she was careful and didn't yell. More than an hour later, Wang Qian poked her head out again, but this time she kept her distance from me.
"What's wrong, beautiful? You look like a mouse begging for a cat when you see me. Are you afraid I'll eat you?!" I said, seeing her cautious appearance.
"You pervert! You dared to take advantage of me just now. If you weren't a patient, I would have made you pay!" She glared at me angrily.
"You want to be my mother?" I looked at her with ill intent.
"What? I'd like to, hehe." Seeing that she had gotten the upper hand verbally, she became happy.
"Is that so?" My gaze lingered on her body, finally stopping at her chest.
"What do you want to do?" Feeling my gaze, she hurriedly used the tray to cover her body, as if my eyes could pierce through her clothes.
"Mommy, I want milk!" I laughed loudly.
"You...you scoundrel!" Only then did she realize the meaning behind my words, her face turning red again. She stomped her foot and slammed the door shut.
A faint sense of pleasure rose within me; it seemed this easy teasing was more interesting. Seeing Wang Qian's anger always gave me a sense of accomplishment. Seeing this woman so unguarded in front of me fueled my desire.
I couldn't believe it was all real, as if I were dreaming, but the pain in my arm told me it was real.
Perhaps, without realizing it, I had truly changed. From the day I arrived in Deer Town, it felt as if a large hand was lifting me up, guiding me along a path.
Only through experience can one understand this feeling; there is a will in the universe, a will as sharp as a knife. The words my master spoke to me before his journey resurfaced, but I still didn't understand their meaning.
I clearly felt that as I learned more about Deer Town, the desires within me grew stronger. I could even feel myself; my thoughts were constantly shifting, as if a demon had invaded my body. My mind teetered on the edge of desire and reason, and my reason was growing weaker and weaker.
Soon, Wang Qian opened the door again. This time, before I could speak, she said, "You rascal, is your IV drip finished? It's almost time."
"Nurse, I have a question for you. What did I do to offend you? You keep calling me a rascal; people might think I really did something to you," I asked, feigning ignorance.
"Tell me what happened just now? You… how can you be so shameless?" Seeing my feigned ignorance, she became even angrier.
"You call it being shameless for me to compliment your beauty? Even if I was a little offensive just now, it's not my fault. It's just that you're so beautiful, I fell for you at first sight. I've decided that I'll definitely pursue you after I'm discharged from the hospital."
"You're talking nonsense! Let me tell you, don't even think about a toad trying to eat swan meat. I have a boyfriend." She couldn't get angry anymore; after all, everyone loves to hear compliments, so she forgot about my earlier flirting.
"Are you married?" I suddenly asked.
"No," she answered, then suddenly realized, "Why are you asking that?"
"Then we're married. You're not married, and I'm not married, so why can't I pursue you?" I looked at her innocently.
"You're talking nonsense!" She couldn't argue with me, so she only said that and then fell silent, but she didn't leave.
"Beautiful lady, may I ask your name?" I asked, trying to start a conversation since she wasn't answering.
"You don't need to know," she retorted.
"You must have just arrived at the hospital, right? The way you were giving me the IV just now seemed a bit clumsy; you must not have been a nurse long, right?" I tried to change the subject.
"Mind your own business!" She rolled her eyes at me, but a hint of curiosity appeared on her face; clearly, my words had captured her attention.
"Looks like I guessed right. When you were registering me, I glanced at the folder you were carrying. The handwriting was quite beautiful; you must have practiced for a while. This makes me wonder about your previous profession..." I paused deliberately.
Sure enough, her attention was completely drawn to me, and she asked cooperatively, "So, do you know what I used to do?"
"Could you take a few steps forward?" I said in a deliberately profound tone.

Chapter 106

"What do you want?" She took another step back warily; it seemed this woman was quite perceptive.
"You told me to guess, so I need to see your hands to know."
"You rascal, do you think I'd believe your nonsense?" She was clearly not so easily fooled: "Trying to take advantage of me?"
"Don't be so rude, be a little more ladylike, or I won't pursue you," I said disappointedly. "
Who cares?" she said indignantly, but her tone softened considerably.
"Hold out your hands, I can tell what you used to do just by looking at them." I felt like my words were a wolf trying to deceive a lamb.
"I don't believe you," she finally couldn't resist her curiosity and extended her right hand slightly.
"Hmm, delicate fingers, skillful hands. Calluses on your thumb and forefinger, you must use them often. Plus, your handwriting is good, you must have worked in a writing-related field. You used to be a teacher, right...?" I pretended to suddenly guess.
"You..." She opened her mouth wide, an incredulous expression on her face.
I was secretly overjoyed. Haha, how could she have imagined that beneath my face, wrapped like a dumpling, was someone who had seen her before?
"You probably switched careers to become a nurse because you don't like the smell of chalk dust, right? Am I right, beautiful?"
"You guessed right, didn't you?" she reluctantly admitted.
"What do you mean by 'guessed right'? 'Looking at someone's hands is like looking at their personality.' You can tell a lot about their experiences, even their character and talents, just by looking at their hands. Although I'm not an expert in palmistry, I do know a little bit. Like you just said you have a boyfriend, and I didn't deny it. That's something I saw from your hands. And I can also tell that you often brag about your boyfriend to others, right?"
"You can tell that from that?" She was taken aback by my words, completely forgetting the original topic, staring at her palm with suspicion, trying to glean something from it.
"Of course, palmistry is profound. With just one hand, you can see the owner's emotions, thoughts, and potential, even the worries, fears, joys, and feelings hidden deep within... That's what it means to see the heart through the palm. Show me your hand again so I can take a closer look..."
"Oh," she almost instinctively stretched out her hand in front of me, completely forgetting her earlier resistance.
I gently grasped her fair, delicate hand, feeling a smooth, silky sensation that sent a shiver through me. I couldn't resist squeezing it tightly. She immediately became alert and tried to pull her hand away, but I secretly held it firmly. Before she could speak, I said, "Look, the line starting between your index finger and thumb is the life line. It descends along the Mount of Venus. The one in the middle is the wisdom line, and the line starting above the wisdom line and extending to below the little finger is the heart line. This line is the fate line, what my classmates call the career line. And this is the success line… and this is the marriage line," I said, pointing to the horizontal line on the Mount of Mercury below her little finger.
She listened with great interest, her grip loosening considerably.
I held her hand, pretending to be serious, and pulled her forward, almost nestling her in my arms.
Her soft, boneless hand was simply flawless. I was incredibly excited, almost unable to control myself, especially since it was just the two of us in the ward. Before she could even process what was happening, I gently and passionately caressed her delicate hands,
pressing Wang Qian's soft, boneless body against me. So close, I just wanted to reach out and unbutton her nurse's uniform, pull open her thin blouse, and inhale her sweet scent.
"Your life line is long, deep, clear, and unbroken, indicating good health. However, it's positioned somewhat high, suggesting you're a bit arrogant, like to compare yourself to others, and sometimes act selfishly, lacking self-control. Although you realize your mistakes afterward, you don't know how to correct them. Am I right?"
"Mm," she nodded slightly.
I chuckled inwardly again. Actually, I learned these words from my master; they're universally applicable, suitable for anyone.
"Your love line?" I feigned a pale face, then looked at her strangely, until she felt uneasy.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Her hand trembled slightly.
I couldn't help but steal glances at the woman's beautiful curves. She was facing me, her skin so fair, so delicate and beautiful. Beneath her skirt, her long, shapely legs were slender and full; her face was fair with a rosy blush, and her bright, alluring eyes were fixed on her hand.
"Tell me the truth, you've had more than one boyfriend, haven't you?" This was something Liu Jing had mentioned to me back in Luzhen. Actually, even if she hadn't said it, I could have guessed. This woman had an open and flirtatious look; it would be strange if she weren't a womanizer.
"I...I..." She was speechless under my gaze, and for a moment, she forgot to pull her hand away.
“Silence means consent. Actually, I know even if you don’t say it: people with two, three, or more forked lines on their love line tend to be promiscuous, have disordered thoughts, are easily distracted, frequently change jobs, or engage in two or three businesses simultaneously.”
I felt a burning desire surging within me, my breathing quickening, and my cheeks burning. Although I knew this occasion was somewhat inappropriate, I couldn’t suppress my impulses. Especially Wang Qian’s two long, shapely legs, so close to my face, were incredibly alluring—truly a masterpiece, snow-white and delicate, beautifully peach-shaped, exuding a sweet, feminine fragrance.
My heart raced, and I tightened my grip on her hand. Actually, this woman was fine for casual flings; she wasn’t the type to become devoted. I believed that with the right methods, she wouldn’t be hard to get.
Almost instantly, I pulled her hand sharply.
“Ah!” Caught off guard, she gasped softly and slumped down beside me. It wasn't until I wrapped my arms around her waist that she snapped out of it, frantically pushing me away, trying to break free of my hold.
"You... what are you doing? This is a hospital, you pervert! Let go right now!" Wang Qian's voice trembled slightly, revealing her surprise.
"I told you I like you," I said firmly.
"You... no, I have a boyfriend. Let go now, or I'll call for help!" Her words were tinged with worry, panic, and a mixture of bravado and fear.
How could I give her a chance to resist?
"Go ahead and call, I've fallen for you anyway." With that, I tightened my embrace around Wang Qian's slender waist, cradled her head with the other, and lowered my head to kiss her red lips. I pressed my thirsty lips against her alluring lips, savoring their faint fragrance.
Wang Qian was powerless to resist. She was ashamed and horrified. She tried to avoid my kiss and cried out, "No!" We were in a hospital room, and someone could walk by at any moment. She struggled desperately but dared not make a sound.
At this point, I felt my heart swell with an intense heat, the excitement rising ever higher, the frenzy overwhelming my reason.
"No!" She pushed against my shoulders with both hands, arching her neck backward.
I ignored her weak pleas, stubbornly holding her body. Her delicate hands gripped my wrists, weakly trying to stop me.
I knew she was struggling internally; I could feel the surge of desire within her from her body. Her resistance was merely instinct. Perhaps she didn't resist the act itself, but rather me—a stranger to her, which was hard for her to accept. If we spent some time together, I believed getting Wang Qian wouldn't be difficult, given her reputation as a woman known for her charm. However, I didn't have the time to waste on her, and my interest in her was only fleeting.
It's hard to describe my current state of mind; perhaps it was just pure lust, like going to a prostitute simply for release. She hadn't expected this patient—no, this rogue—to be so bold. They'd only met less than half a day ago, and he'd already claimed to like her, and even tried to force himself on her. She'd been caught off guard and fallen for his
trick . "This bastard!" she thought, twisting her body, trying to scream for help. People were coming and going outside; if she shouted, someone would rush in. But no sound came out. Her body was in a strange internal struggle; she even seemed to hear a voice whispering in her ear: "Give up..." Leaning against the man's hot, rough chest, a surge of heat coursed through her. She felt a passion she'd never experienced before, and besides, her life with her boyfriend had long since cooled from the initial passion... This one affair wouldn't affect her life. " No, I can't do this. This guy's a bastard," her mind raced. "Don't you like it?" I looked at her slightly pale face, suddenly finding it amusing. I was the devil, a devil whose soul had been corrupted. "Ugh... ugh!" She shook her head in shame, desperately trying to escape. "Okay, I'll give you a chance. Call me 'brother,' and I'll let you go!" I suddenly remembered how to deal with Liu Qingqing and said with a smile. "You..." She suddenly stopped struggling, staring blankly at me, not knowing what I meant. "I always keep my word!" I continued to smile at her. "Brother," she hurriedly whispered. "Hmm, not bad. Come on, little sister, let your brother give you a kiss." I continued to smile. "You broke your promise, you bastard, let me go!" Her face was red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. "No, I always keep my word." I kissed Wang Qian's fragrant lips with the tip of my tongue. Her lips were tightly pursed, her whole body trembled, and the force of her pushing seemed to lessen. "I won't let go. I won't let go until you kiss me today. I don't care if people think I'm a pervert." I knew that as long as I persisted, Wang Qian would definitely agree to my request. "How could you...you pervert, what do you take me for?" The footsteps in the corridor startled her. Finally, blushing, she gave me a light, fleeting kiss on the lips. "Smells so good," I said, abruptly releasing my grip. Perhaps taking things slowly was a good option; another thought suddenly formed in my mind. "Pervert!" As soon as she was free, she darted to the door, reaching out to open it and rush out. "Wait!" I called out again. "What are you trying to do now?!" Her face was filled with fear and embarrassment. "Your hair is messy." "None of your business..." Although she said that, she still smoothed her messy hair behind her ear. Only after she left did I suddenly realize that I had forgotten to remove the IV drip. The medicine in the IV bottle was almost gone. Looking at her scattered tray, I gritted my teeth, pulled out the needle, quickly wiped the injection site with an alcohol swab, replaced it with a clean one, and finally applied a piece of medical tape, cleaning it myself. When I came out, the young woman was still there, sitting on a chair in the corridor with the little boy. Surprisingly, Wang Qian was standing with her too. Seeing me, the woman immediately smiled, while Wang Qian glared at me fiercely from behind. "Why haven't you left yet? It's just a minor injury, you don't need to wait here for me." I had already told the woman not to worry, that I would pay the medical expenses myself, since the hospital would reimburse it. "How can that be, comrade?" I pleaded, but the woman insisted on paying. She even tried to take me to her house for dinner, but I quickly declined, saying I had other things to do, and we parted ways at the hospital entrance. Just as I was about to head back, I suddenly remembered Wang Qian and turned back to the hospital. "What are you doing here again?" Wang Qian saw me in the corridor and was startled, looking at me warily. "I told you I wanted to pursue you, how could I not come back to ask your name?" I said, leaning against the wall with a smile. “You scoundrel, get out of here! I don’t want to see you… If you don’t leave, I’ll call for help.” “Go ahead and call,” I said, looking like I had her cornered. Our conversation had already attracted the attention of other nurses, who were curiously watching us from a distance. “You bastard…” she didn’t dare to yell. “Tell me your name, and I’ll leave right away.” “My name is Wang Qian, you should leave now.” She became uneasy as more and more people gathered. “Oh, when do you get off work?” “I have to work the night shift, I get off around 10 pm. Why… why are you asking?” “I’ll pick you up after work,” I said with a smile, turning around and waving goodbye. After all that, it was already past midnight when I realized my stomach was empty. Ignoring the strange looks from others, I ordered a bowl of noodles from a street stall. The stall owner, seeing me with the bandages, treated me very carefully, thinking I was a bad guy. Back at the guesthouse, Jiang Ailian was shocked to see my appearance and immediately asked me what had happened. After all, I was perfectly fine when I went out this morning, but in just one morning, I was injured. Chapter 107 "It's okay, I'm fine," I couldn't stand Jiang Ailian's exaggerated reaction. But it's also frustrating; in just one morning, our relationship seems to have reverted to what it was before. This makes me very depressed. I missed such a good opportunity last night; I doubt I'll find such a suitable opportunity again. Jiang Ailian is like a hard walnut; once the crack in her heart is stitched up, it's very difficult to break through it again. Then I told her about my injury. She listened with a startled expression, finally patting her chest and saying, "Honestly, why were you wandering around aimlessly? It seems like all the bad luck in the county has befallen you. Don't go anywhere today, just rest at the guesthouse. I'll go to the hospital with you again tomorrow." "It's okay, you know me, I'm made of steel, this little injury is nothing." "You're just bragging," she rolled her eyes at me, her eyebrows arched, her alluring eyes radiating a captivating mystery, a faint smile playing on her slightly upturned lips. Her soft, sweet voice held a seductive charm, possessing a mature and alluring quality.

I was stunned, completely mesmerized, and couldn't help but stare. Just as I was becoming engrossed, Jiang Ailian suddenly scolded me angrily, "What are you looking at?"
Then she ignored me, turned around, and went to get the water bottle.
I knew she wasn't really angry. Thinking back to the time I picked up Xie Yuling, I secretly compared the two events and came to a conclusion that filled me with a strange sense of elation. It seemed Jiang Ailian was also holding back.
That afternoon, I had heeded her advice and had been half-lying on the bed, feeling bored and ready to sleep, but I just couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of the scene at the hospital that morning, a ripple of emotion stirred within me.
"Spring's beauty cannot be confined within the garden walls; a branch of red apricot blossoms over the wall." Wasn't Wang Qian just like a red apricot blossom about to peek over the wall? Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me, and I began to revise the poem in my mind: "Spring's beauty cannot be confined within the garden walls; I lead the red apricot blossoms over the wall."
"What a poem! What a poem!" Didn't this perfectly reflect the situation? I was truly a genius! I began to feel smug, and for a moment, I forgot about the pain in my head.
I was 90% confident in dealing with Wang Qian, because she was a woman no ordinary man could tame, and from her words, it was clear her boyfriend didn't possess those qualities. I figured even without my seduction, she'd eventually succumb to temptation.
Women, women... I found myself increasingly understanding women's minds; I could even sense what they were thinking through their every gesture...
Suddenly, I felt a heat rising in my head and spine. What was happening? I was somewhat bewildered, but more than that, it was a strange feeling, as if my body was floating, weightless, as if I were lying in mid-air.
This feeling was indescribable. I quietly experienced it, unaware that the energy within my body was slowly circulating, flowing along my meridians, forming small, steady streams...
When I finally snapped out of my daze, it was completely dark. Opening my eyes, I found the room lit up, and Jiang Ailian sitting motionless on the edge of the bed, watching me.
Seeing me open my eyes, her face flushed instantly. She quickly stood up and stammered, "You're awake. Get up and eat now. I've already bought it." Then she rushed out again.
That woman! I tried to stretch and get up, but found my bones were as soft as a limp lattice, without any strength, but the pain was gone. It seemed my external injuries were almost completely healed. I didn't even know what was happening; my wounds were healing much faster than normal.
After dinner, I chatted with Jiang Ailian for a while. Remembering Wang Qian's situation, I made an excuse that I had errands to run and wanted to go for a walk. Jiang Ailian tried to stop me several times, afraid I might have another accident, but I eventually persuaded her. Actually, she was still not fully recovered from last night's events, so her objections weren't very firm.
I didn't go directly to the medical room to find Wang Qian. Instead, I sat on the flowerbed outside the hospital and glanced at the decorative clock. It showed ten o'clock. Nurses on duty passed by one after another, but I didn't see Wang Qian come out of the hospital for a long time.
Looking at the bright incandescent lights inside the building, a thought struck me. Was I playing hard to get? This woman was definitely still in the hospital, watching me from behind some window, testing my patience. Women always like men who are waiting to be late.
Heh, I'll show you what playing hard to get is all I wanted. With that thought, I turned around and went back, hiding in the shadows of the flowerbed.
Sure enough, less than three minutes later, I saw Wang Qian rushing out of the building, pushing her cart.
I quietly followed behind her. There were few pedestrians on the street at this time, and no one noticed me.
After turning a corner, I quickly took a few steps forward, intending to reach out and tap her on the shoulder to scare her. But suddenly I heard her talking to herself. I withdrew my hand and listened intently.
"You bastard, you pervert, you have such poor patience, and you still want to chase me..."
"Hey beautiful, what are you saying..." I suddenly interrupted.
"Ah!" Wang Qian was startled, turned around abruptly, and when she saw it was me, she was first surprised, then asked with a hint of annoyance, "Who told you to follow me?"
"There's no tomorrow, how did you know I was following you?"
"You... pervert!" She was speechless for a moment, turned around and pushed her bike to leave.
"Wait!" I grabbed the bike.
"What are you doing? I'm telling you, if you keep acting arrogant, I'll call for help." She said somewhat guiltily.
"I said I'd take you home." I forcibly pulled the bike over, jumped on, patted the front bar and said, "Hurry up and get on."
At this time, lightweight bikes suitable for women hadn't become popular in the county, so everyone was riding large Phoenix bicycles.
"I can ride by myself, I don't need you to take me..." Wang Qian had just finished speaking when I grabbed her shoulder and lifted her onto the bike like a chick.
Before she could get off, I had already started pedaling quickly.
We walked nearly two hundred meters without saying a word, and Wang Qian remained silent, sulking.
This couldn't go on. If there was no topic, we needed to create one. What should we say? Suddenly, an idea struck me. "How about I tell you a riddle?"
"Hmph, go ahead and ask me anything difficult. Let me tell you, I was the little genius in our dorm when I was in school," she immediately took the bait.
"Genius?" I thought to myself with a secret smile. This woman was certainly not modest. So I cleared my throat and said, "Listen carefully, I'll give you a simple riddle, just four characters: 'Bigamous woman.' Guess a Chinese character."
"Bigamous woman, so short?" Wang Qian started to ponder, forgetting to ask me about riding her bike. The night breeze gently brushed her hair against my cheek, making my heart flutter.
She gave several answers, all of which I denied. Finally, Wang Qian said with a hint of frustration, "Tell me the answer, it's too hard, I can't guess it."
"Too hard? You just didn't use your brain to think about it." I smiled and said, "It's the character '替' (tì), meaning 'substitute'."
"替? How can it be '替'? It doesn't make any sense." She turned her head with a puzzled look. Our cheeks were only a few centimeters apart, and I could clearly smell her hot breath. Wang Qian also felt something was wrong and quickly turned her head away.
"I'm asking you, how many husbands does a bigamous woman marry?"
"Two, so two husbands, but there's one more below..." She suddenly stopped talking, elbowed my arm hard, and said angrily, "You're a complete scoundrel, I knew I shouldn't have let you take me."
"Hehe, once you're on the pirate ship, it's hard to get off." I tightened my arms forward, almost pulling her into my embrace. Wang Qian's back brushed against my chest, making the desire in my heart burn even more fiercely.
"You think this is easy? You just won't use your brain, like a little pig," I continued to tease.
"You're the little pig! Who knew you'd ask such a cheesy question? Try asking me another one, I'm sure I can answer it."
"Okay, listen carefully."
"Wait, no more cheesy questions."
"Don't worry, my question is absolutely innocent," I said with a smile: "There's something bald on one end and hairy on the other, put into a hole, going in and out, men and women both need it. Describe the action. Hint: during this action, a white liquid will flow out…"
"You...you pervert, make me get off the bus!" Wang Qian's face turned ashen. I knew this time she wasn't just pretending to be angry; she was genuinely disgusted. You can make some lighthearted jokes with women, and a girl might feel aroused when you approach her unintentionally. But you can't blatantly flirt with her. That's the lowest level of tactic, and it's extremely repulsive to women.
"Please calm down, beautiful lady," I quickly said, realizing I'd made a fool of myself. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm talking about something completely innocent, really."
"You..." Seeing my serious tone, she momentarily forgot to struggle.
"Guess what you do every day. I'll say
it again, don't get the wrong idea." "Hmph, I'm not guessing anymore. Just tell me what it is. If you can't give me a straight answer, I'm getting off the bus right now," she threatened. But I knew she wouldn't actually get off; she just couldn't figure it out.
"What reward will you give me if I tell you the answer?" I asked, playing hard to get.
"Hmph, then I'll apologize, is that alright?"
"No, you have to call me 'Big Brother' first, plus a sweet kiss, like we did at noon today."
"No, you still say 'noon today,' if it weren't for you, you scoundrel..." She suddenly stopped, I guess her face was bright red by now.
"Then I won't tell you the answer," I said, then stopped talking and just kept pedaling.
Seeing that I wouldn't agree, Wang Qian snorted and didn't say anything, trying to argue with me.
Arguments between men and women are like wars, and whoever apologizes first will definitely lose. Most of the time, it's the man who loses, after all, men are more magnanimous. However, this theory doesn't apply to Wang Qian and me. I believe she has a strong thirst for knowledge and definitely wants to know the answer to the riddle I just mentioned. Sure enough,
after riding less than a hundred meters, Wang Qian couldn't help but ask, "You scoundrel, tell me the answer to that riddle?"
"Call me 'Big Brother' first."
"No, you can tell me if you want, or don't, I don't want to know anyway." She said angrily.
"Then I'd better not tell you, you don't want to know anyway."
"No, tell me now."
"Brush your teeth," I uttered. Too much of a good thing can be bad, I couldn't push her any further.
"What?" Wang Qian didn't hear me clearly.
"I meant the answer is brushing your teeth, think about it again, am I right?" I asked with a smile.
"Oh, I see," Wang Qian seemed to understand, then turned and glared at me, saying, "Who told you to say something so vulgar, making people think that way?"
"Hey, it's you who's thinking nonsense, okay? Who told you to be so young, yet your mind is full of unhealthy thoughts!"
"Who's unhealthy?" She was like a kitten whose tail had been guessed, turning around and pounding my chest with her small hands.
"I'm unhealthy... I'm unhealthy." I quickly apologized, reaching out to grab her delicate hand.
For a moment, we were both stunned, and a blush appeared on Wang Qian's face. Under the streetlights, I braced my foot on the bike, sizing up the slightly flirtatious beauty. Actually, girls generally become more attractive after becoming women, radiant and both innocent and sexy.
Her eyes were closed, revealing an expression of ecstasy. Her long, smooth, black hair danced in the wind, and her fair, delicate face was flushed a vibrant red with excitement. Her large, alluring eyes were captivating, and most mesmerizing was that seductive gaze, revealing a hint of wantonness that contrasted sharply with her innocent appearance. When our eyes met, several blushes immediately rose on her pretty face, and she kept licking her cherry lips, feigning fear.
As I increased the pressure on her, she woke up with a start, struggling to get away. Then she glanced at me and whispered, "Ugh, hurry up and take me home, or my sister will worry again."
Looking at her, I found it somewhat amusing; her reaction was far too weak, not even showing any anger.
I jumped off the car and said, "I've been up all day, I'm tired. Let's sit down on the flower bed and rest for a while."
"Okay," she jumped off the car too, bent over and rubbed her calves, saying, "My legs are sore too."
After parking the car, I touched the concrete railing; it wasn't too dirty, so I plopped down on it. Wang Qian, however, touched it and frowned, saying, "It's too dirty up there. Do you have anything to sit on? My skirt is white, and it'll be hard to wash if it gets dusty."
"Yes, I
do." "What is it? Get it out quickly."
"It's this... a human cushion." I suddenly pulled her hand, making Wang Qian fall onto my lap.
"What are you going to do now?" She was startled and struggled to stand up, but I held her firmly in place, unable to move. Helpless, she could only use her delicate hands to support herself against my chest, creating some distance between us.
"Don't move, this is just a temporary measure. If you want to get a dusty bottom, I'll let go." Although I said this, I didn't let go of her hand.
"You've taken advantage of me again, you scoundrel." She snorted and stopped objecting.

Chapter 108

"How about I tell you another riddle?" I said with a smile.
"No way!" This time Wang Qian's answer was crisp and clean, and she even covered her ears with her hands.
I ignored her and continued my story: "The story goes that Confucius was traveling through various states. One day, he was parched and wanted to find a drink of water, but there was no village or shop in sight. So he kept walking until he finally saw a thatched hut by the roadside. A young woman was sitting in front of the door, and Confucius went up to her and said, 'I am Confucius from Lu. Could you give me a ladle of water?' The young woman, upon hearing that it was Master Confucius, quickly invited him into the house. Then she said, 'You can have water, but you must guess one of my riddles.' Confucius thought, 'I am a great scholar. What is a small riddle?' He said, 'Alright.' The young woman let her hair down, then lay on the bed, spread her legs, and stretched out her arms. She let her hair down horizontally and asked, 'What character is this?'
" "What character is this?" I asked, half-embracing Wang Qian.
"Hair down horizontally?" Wang Qian countered, proving that she had been listening attentively.
"Yes," I nodded.
"It's simple, it's just the character '天' (tian, meaning sky)," Wang Qian replied confidently.
"Confucius said the same thing, but the young woman said: 'Wrong, you underestimate me, it's the character '吞' (tun, meaning swallow).'"
"Tun?" Having learned from the first experience, she instantly understood, and immediately punched me in the chest again, spitting out a light curse: "You rascal!"
"Confucius was very unconvinced and said, 'I'll give you a riddle too.' He then struck the same pose and asked, 'What character is this? Guess what it is this time?'"
"You scoundrel, do you think I don't know? It's just the character '太' (tai, meaning too)," she replied with a hint of anger. It seemed Wang Qian was slowly getting into character; at least she wasn't repulsed anymore. I felt I had handled it quite well.
"Wrong, you underestimate Confucius, it's the character '木' (mu, meaning wood)."
"木?" Wang Qian understood, blushing and remaining silent, but no longer showing anger. I secretly chuckled to myself.
"Are you cold?" Feeling a chill, I tightened my grip and pulled her completely into my arms, feeling her slightly hot body and her sweet scent.
My hand slowly moved closer to her leg, gently touching it. Wang Qian's body trembled, but she didn't move her leg away. Naturally, I was greatly encouraged, and my hand took the opportunity to place it on her bare, slender, beautiful leg. Although there was a thin layer of clothing between us, I could clearly feel the soft, smooth skin of Wang Qian's thigh.
She struggled slightly, making a muffled sound: "You...you're going a bit too far." Her jade-like hand moved down and grabbed my large hand, giving me a unique warmth.
"Hehe, won't it be warmer if we hug like this?" Seeing that she didn't strongly resist, I simply didn't pull my hand away, but persisted in the original direction. Women become emotionally excited when their bodies are touched unintentionally, while deliberate caresses tend to cause
aversion. So, under my seemingly casual touch, Wang Qian didn't show much aversion; on the contrary, her jade-like hand even showed some signs of loosening. I believe she must have felt my fiery body temperature as her body swayed slightly in my arms, and intentionally or unintentionally, her jade-like legs gently rubbed against my thigh.
I lifted Wang Qian's skirt slightly, revealing her two long, slender, white legs. They were smooth and elastic like solidified cream, incredibly soft and supple to the touch. I could clearly feel the throbbing of the veins in her thighs, and her body temperature was gradually rising. In the dim light of the distant streetlights, I could see the gleam in Wang Qian's eyes, her gaze filled with ambiguity, a boiling desire surging beneath her innocent exterior.
I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, my chest pounding wildly, every pore seemingly opening up, greedily inhaling the fragrance of the night air. I desperately tried to suppress my primal urges, but reason seemed to be slowly crumbling; the burning heat could no longer be contained. Especially when I smelled the sweet, feminine scent, everything else vanished from my mind.
Wang Qian, her face flushed, nestled into my arms, one hand gripping mine tightly to stop it from going astray, the other pushing against my chest, trying to break free.
But at that moment, her body was weak and powerless, no match for me. Coupled with my somewhat forceful movements, she could only gasp for breath with her sexy, red lips parted, crying out "No!" She dared not speak loudly, afraid of being heard by passersby.
Indeed, she underestimated me. She hadn't expected me to be such a lawless scoundrel, a barbaric rogue, completely disregarding where we were. It was only a little past eleven o'clock. Although there wasn't much entertainment in this county town at night—people either watched TV at home after dinner or went to bed early—some people weren't sleepy and strolled around in twos and threes, enjoying the cool evening air. Yet he dared to do it without batting an eye. At this time, social norms weren't so blatant; two people were openly embracing and hugging in public, and their actions went beyond mere embracing.
But Wang Qian experienced a feeling different from anything she'd ever felt before. It was fresh and exciting, like someone trying drugs for the first time. Initially, it was just curiosity, but it quickly became addictive, a deep-seated addiction.
She was inherently a thrill-seeker, so while she was somewhat apprehensive, she wasn't entirely unable to accept it. On the contrary, a hint of excitement slowly rose within her, but in this situation, she had to suppress it.
She herself didn't realize that she had never intended to refuse from the beginning; her initial anger was merely a defense of her pride. Once the veil was broken, she would immediately become infatuated. She even forgot that she had only known this man for less than a day and had only met him twice, yet his domineering presence was already deeply imprinted in her heart.
Love between people is sometimes irrational, especially since Wang Qian wasn't the type to be fixated on one person. She never had the mindset of choosing only one, so having a relationship with this man was somewhat natural and understandable.
It must be said that women are emotional creatures; even now, she hadn't realized that she had completely forgotten to ask the man's name, which was arguably her biggest blunder.
Her hands initially made a gesture of resistance, but she was conquered by the novelty and excitement, and instead, she tightly embraced me.
"Oh," Wang Qian uttered a suppressed groan, her body trembling as if electrocuted...
When everything quieted down, she could even hear the chirping of crickets around her, as if they were cheering for their actions. She'd only worn the dress for a day... and this was her first thought...
Holding Wang Qian's soft body, I realized how crazy my actions had been. But I'd done even crazier things before. Thinking back to that time in Ruzhou with Lu Manman in the hotel corridor, I suddenly started to compare.
Her clothes were disheveled, her dress wrinkled, revealing most of her glistening pink legs. However, her delicate skin, flushed a pale pink with shyness, was quite alluring. In the dim light from a distance, she possessed a captivating beauty that was both innocent and sexy, a truly captivating sight. Her body became even more sensitive; her snow-white skin trembled instinctively under my gentle touch...
"Are you still cold?" I asked, holding her close.
"You, I...I..." Wang Qian lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and peeked at me with her alluring eyes, looking delicate and shy. She didn't resist at all; instead, she clung to me like an octopus.
"What?" I didn't quite catch what she was saying.
"What's your name?" Her words finally became clearer.
"Why are you only remembering now? Don't you recognize me?" I asked with a smile.
"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. I should know you...who are you?" She still couldn't remember who I was; it seemed my trip to Luzhen hadn't left much of an impression.
"My name is Chen Chunyu. We met in Luzhen..." I wanted to see her look shocked.
"Chen Chunyu, you are...Liu Jing's, Liu Jing's boyfriend." She suddenly realized, but to my disappointment, her face didn't show shock; instead, it held a hint of joy. I didn't know where this joy came from. Did she want to compete with Liu Jing?
"So that's why we seemed so familiar! It's you, you scoundrel! You were groping me when you saw me at the hospital. I never saw you so bold in Luzhen." Wang Qian's reaction was admirable; I'd never seen a woman so calm and collected, as if what had just happened hadn't even occurred.
"I've never seen such a bold woman either," I replied honestly this time.
"Really? So, do you like me? Who's better, me or Liu Jing?" she asked with a hint of elation.
"Each has their own beauty," I chuckled, though in my mind, we were worlds apart.
"Then dump Liu Jing and I'll be your girlfriend, okay?"
"No," I answered decisively this time.
"Why?" she persisted.
"I'm afraid you'll cheat on me." To be honest, Wang Qian was like a little wildcat. If she were really my girlfriend, I'd be living in constant fear, knowing she might cheat on me someday. Besides, I'd only started with a casual attitude. I didn't believe Wang Qian had truly developed feelings for me. If a mere day could make her so devoted, I'd be a Casanova.
"Won't Liu Jing cheat on you?" she argued defiantly.
Liu Jing, humph, I shook my head inwardly, but said nothing more.
...
After a long while, Wang Qian said sweetly, "It's getting late, I should go back. If I keep playing, my sister might scold me."
"Your sister? How old are you? She still cares about you?" I found it unbelievable that someone could control this little wildcat, Wang Qian.
"My sister took you to the hospital this morning, otherwise I wouldn't be so nice to you," Wang Qian explained.
"Yes, you're very nice to me," I joked with a smile, thinking to myself: So that beautiful young woman is Wang Qian's sister. They really are twin beauties. No wonder I thought they looked alike this morning. However, that young woman was dignified, completely different from Wang Qian's personality.
"What are you thinking about again?" she asked, a little annoyed, seeing my eyes darting around.
"Nothing, I was just wondering why your sister's son is so grown up and still lives with you?" I asked afterward.
"It's because she had a fight with her brother-in-law. He's cheating on my sister with another woman. You men are all the same!" Wang Qian suddenly turned her anger towards me.
"Hey, you can't generalize like that. I'm one of the top ten outstanding youths in our county!" I quickly defended myself.
"Hello, you're still cheating on Liu Jing and me..." She didn't finish her sentence, and I didn't know how to respond. I guessed her senses had returned; this was the emptiness after the pleasure. People rarely consider the consequences when excited, but they definitely do when they calm down. It's like a crazed gambler; their brain is excited at the gambling table, but once they leave and see the high-interest loan they signed, they start to tremble with fear.
I knew what to do at this moment: give Wang Qian a firm embrace. What women fear most is a man who turns his back on them after getting out of bed. After all, in relationships, women are always the weaker party.
"Be careful, don't catch a cold." I held Wang Qian tightly, gently stroking her to calm her emotions and help her slowly emerge from this state.
Wang Qian obediently leaned against me, her arms wrapped around my neck, her eyes flickering as she looked at my face, lost in thought.
Her home wasn't far from the hospital, but as we entered the neighborhood, we startled countless dogs barking, making me a little uneasy.
Wang Qian only told me to go as far as the alley entrance and wouldn't let me go any further. I didn't insist and waved goodbye.
I thought Jiang Ailian was already asleep, but to my surprise, she was sitting in my room waiting. When she saw me come in, she asked somewhat unhappily, "Why did it take you so long to go out for a walk?"
Suddenly, she took a deep breath, her expression turning strange as she looked at me suspiciously.
My heart skipped a beat. I had been in such a rush that I had forgotten to clean up the mess. Jiang Ailian, being an experienced woman, naturally knew what had happened. She just didn't know the inside story, hence her suspicion.
But I couldn't tell her, so I just chuckled and said, "I didn't expect the night view of the county town to be so beautiful. I lost track of time while wandering around. I'm really sorry."
"Hmph, what does the night view have to do with me? I have things to do tomorrow. I'm going to sleep now." Clearly, she didn't believe my lie.
Was Jiang Ailian jealous? A strange thought suddenly popped into my head.

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