Ji Yunxiao was still wearing that simple black suit, her slightly long, dark hair draped over her shoulders.
She was stunningly beautiful, with a perfect figure—just standing there was enough to make anyone’s heart race.
Lin Qianwei couldn’t help blushing as she looked at her.
Seeing her a little dazed, Ji Yunxiao walked over and asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Lin Qianwei quickly closed her laptop.
She couldn’t let Ji Yunxiao see what she’d been searching.
Seeing her beautiful wife so nervous she didn’t know where to put her hands and feet, Ji Yunxiao curled her lips and asked, “Are you up to something bad again?”
Lin Qianwei shot her a glare and retorted coldly, “No, stop talking nonsense.”
Ji Yunxiao sat down next to her, hiding her smile and getting serious.
“Are you hungry?”
Lin Qianwei tried to steady her breathing, then mustered her courage and turned to Ji Yunxiao.
She stuck out her rosy tongue to touch her lips, then bit her lip right in front of Ji Yunxiao.
As expected, Ji Yunxiao’s eyes darkened a little.
Seeing it worked, Lin Qianwei fought her shyness and winked at her.
That should be enough, right? The hint was obvious enough, wasn’t it?
Sure enough, the next second, Ji Yunxiao leaned in toward her, gently but firmly holding her chin.
Lin Qianwei squeezed her eyes shut.
But the kiss she expected didn’t come.
Ji Yunxiao just pressed her fingertip to Lin Qianwei’s soft lips, her voice full of concern.
“Does it still hurt?”
Lin Qianwei opened her eyes again.
She saw Ji Yunxiao’s burning gaze fixed on her lips, but her words were unusually proper.
“Should I put some ointment on it for you?”
“No need.” Lin Qianwei angrily slapped Ji Yunxiao’s hand away.
Ji Yunxiao studied her expression, lips curling as she teased in a low voice, “Why did you close your eyes just now? Did you want me to kiss you?”
Lin Qianwei denied it loudly, “I did not!”
“Okay, you didn’t.” Ji Yunxiao took off her suit jacket, hung it aside, and came back to Lin Qianwei.
“Even if you want a kiss, I’m not kissing you tonight.”
A wave of endless grievance welled up in Lin Qianwei’s heart, and she blurted out, “Why not?”
Ji Yunxiao rolled up her shirt sleeves a bit, the skin at her wrist looking strong and defined under the cool-toned light.
After washing her hands, Ji Yunxiao grabbed an apple, peeling it as she explained, “Because your lips are already swollen from my kisses.
We have to wait until they’re better before we can continue.”
Lin Qianwei was speechless.
Ji Yunxiao made sense, but Lin Qianwei didn’t want to hear it.
She didn’t want to wait any longer.
What was she supposed to do? The eye contact hint had failed—did she really have to use body language?
While Lin Qianwei was thinking, Ji Yunxiao had already cut the apple into small pieces, stuck them with a little fork, and held them up to Lin Qianwei’s lips.
Ji Yunxiao asked, “Want a bite?”
Lin Qianwei glared at her.
“No.”
Ji Yunxiao smiled.
“Then should I make you a late-night snack?”
Lin Qianwei pressed her lips together and said nothing.
Ji Yunxiao turned to her.
“How about a bowl of wonton noodles?”
Lin Qianwei: “No.”
“Then maybe some goji berry mushroom chicken soup? Want some?”
“No.”
“Or, I could make two cups of dragon fruit peach smoothie? It’s cold, sweet, and refreshing.”
Lin Qianwei stood up and snapped at her, “No, no, no! I don’t want anything to eat or drink! And you’re not allowed to eat or drink either!”
Ji Yunxiao leaned back on the sofa, grinning lazily.
“So bossy, President Lin.”
Lin Qianwei’s face turned cold as she took a deep breath and told Ji Yunxiao, “That’s just how bossy I am.”
Ji Yunxiao stood up with her, leaning in close and letting her warm breath brush Lin Qianwei’s ear.
“I like you just like this—bossy.”
Lin Qianwei clenched her fists, but couldn’t stop herself from trembling a little.
She forced herself to endure the embarrassment and didn’t dodge, but Ji Yunxiao didn’t make another move.
Was that it?
Watching Ji Yunxiao back away, Lin Qianwei angrily slapped her.
Why bother flirting if you’re not going to do anything? This woman is so annoying.
Seeing Lin Qianwei storm off in a huff, Ji Yunxiao was a little confused.
She followed Lin Qianwei into the bedroom, and seeing her sitting at the vanity, Ji Yunxiao leaned on the back of her chair and coaxed, “Don’t be mad.
I’ll listen to you—I won’t eat a late-night snack, okay?”
Is that really the issue here?
Lin Qianwei looked up at Ji Yunxiao, her eyes misty, thinking, What do I have to do to get my point across?
“Did you… take a shower yet?” Lin Qianwei tried again.
Ji Yunxiao shook her head.
“No.”
She’d just gotten home, there hadn’t been time.
A blush crept up Lin Qianwei’s slender neck.
She looked away, trying to sound casual.
“Then hurry up and go shower.”
Ji Yunxiao wasn’t slow on the uptake.
Even though Lin Qianwei’s intentions weren’t obvious, she still picked up on something.
Ji Yunxiao narrowed her eyes, her voice a little deeper.
“Why are you rushing me to shower?”
Did she have to ask?
No matter what, Lin Qianwei couldn’t bring herself to say anything more direct, so she made up an excuse.
“Because… because I’m about to go to bed.
If you shower later, the noise might wake me up.”
Ji Yunxiao raised an eyebrow.
“I remember the soundproofing here is pretty good.”
Lin Qianwei put on a stern face.
“You smell like outside.
I don’t like it, okay?”
Ji Yunxiao confirmed again, “So there’s no other reason?”
“No,” Lin Qianwei didn’t dare look at her, pushing her out of the room and grumbling, “You’re so annoying.”
“Not annoying,” Ji Yunxiao coaxed, “I’ll go shower right now.”
Ji Yunxiao said, “You’re my wife, I’ll do whatever you say.”
While showering, Ji Yunxiao thought back to Lin Qianwei and Qiao Xi’s conversation earlier that day.
She stood under the shower, letting the water run down her face.
The warm water soaked her long lashes, blurring her vision, but her mind gradually cleared.
Suddenly, Ji Yunxiao had a realization.
Was my wife just now… trying to seduce me?
Honestly, it wasn’t that obvious.
Lin Qianwei really was too easily embarrassed.
For her, that was probably already pushing her limits.
Was Lin Qianwei really planning to use that kind of trick to lure her into bed?
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help but laugh.
She dried off with a towel and blew her hair dry.
When she came out, she saw Lin Qianwei’s bedroom door half open, the lights inside bright, so she walked over.
Lin Qianwei was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.
Through the mirror on the table, she saw Ji Yunxiao coming and reached up to close the curtains.
Ji Yunxiao was already at the door.
Lin Qianwei gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and, steeling herself, put her hand on her shoulder and pulled down.
Ji Yunxiao had just been admiring how great his wife’s figure was.
The smooth silk nightgown draped over her body looked both elegant and fluid, with golden hand-embroidered roses trailing along the collar and cuffs.
The hem was designed with a flowing slit, and just her back alone was enough to captivate anyone.
Ji Yunxiao had been about to praise how perfectly the dress suited Lin Qianwei.
But as beautiful as Lin Qianwei was in her silk nightgown, she was even more unforgettable with nothing on at all.
Ji Yunxiao never expected to see such a sight.
As the silky nightgown slipped off her shoulders, Ji Yunxiao was completely stunned.
She was breathtaking.
The beauty was so striking that no scenery could compare to the scene before her eyes.
How could she be this beautiful? Her skin was as delicate as fine porcelain, her figure was perfectly proportioned.
That graceful silhouette, slender waist, soft curves, and perky hips—there wasn’t a single part that wasn’t alluring.
Ji Yunxiao felt her blood rushing; she finally understood what it meant to be utterly bewitched.
“Wife…” Ji Yunxiao’s voice was hoarse.
She wanted to ask if Lin Qianwei was doing this on purpose, but was there even a need to ask? The truth was right in front of her; there was no need for words.
Still, Ji Yunxiao hadn’t expected Lin Qianwei to go this far.
She was truly amazed.
Lin Qianwei heard the sound and let out a soft breath.
She turned her head with pride and asked Ji Yunxiao coldly, “What are you doing here?”
Ji Yunxiao’s eyes greedily traced her curves, but on the surface she still gently reminded her, “Your robe fell on the floor.”
Lin Qianwei was stiff all over.
She didn’t understand—things had gotten to this point, so why wasn’t Ji Yunxiao coming over? She felt even more wronged and embarrassed, and snapped back coldly, “So what if it fell? What’s it got to do with you?”
Ji Yunxiao finally walked toward her.
Because the bedroom door wasn’t closed, a cool breeze from outside drifted in, brushing over Lin Qianwei’s skin and making her shiver involuntarily.
She could almost feel that oppressive presence; she wanted to run, but in the end, she didn’t.
Lin Qianwei closed her eyes, waiting for that beautiful woman to get closer.
Sure enough, she did.
Lin Qianwei could even smell the faint scent of gardenia on her wife.
Ji Yunxiao stopped in front of her, and Lin Qianwei could feel hot breath on her shoulder.
It felt like a kiss could fall at any second.
Lin Qianwei’s heart raced, her breath catching from nerves.
But what she expected didn’t happen.
Ji Yunxiao picked up the robe from the floor, shook off the dust, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you cold?”
Lin Qianwei opened her eyes, a little dazed.
Ji Yunxiao draped the gold-embroidered robe over her shoulders, then turned her head away, as if trying to restrain herself.
“Don’t catch a cold.”
Ji Yunxiao didn’t move her hand away, so when Lin Qianwei looked down, she could see those long, beautiful fingers resting on her shoulder.
Ji Yunxiao had blocked the view she’d deliberately revealed.
Why? Why was that? Was she really so unattractive to Ji Yunxiao?
“Do you… want me to carry you over?” Ji Yunxiao asked.
Lin Qianwei didn’t answer, just glared at her with misty, aggrieved eyes.
Ji Yunxiao took a deep breath, scooped her up, and placed her gently into the soft covers.
“Wait for me a second.” Ji Yunxiao said hurriedly, then rushed into the bathroom and splashed her face with icy cold water.
She needed to calm down.
She wanted Lin Qianwei, but not in such a muddled way.
Only after making sure she could resist the temptation did Ji Yunxiao open the door and come back out, water droplets still clinging to her face as she walked over to Lin Qianwei.
Lin Qianwei looked like she was about to cry from frustration.
She was still lying in bed, in the same position Ji Yunxiao had left her, not moving at all.
It seemed like only her chest was trembling with anger.
Ji Yunxiao knew she was mad, so she flicked her cheek and coaxed, “You’re so beautiful, I really almost couldn’t hold back.”
Lin Qianwei’s cheeks flushed.
Her mood improved a little.
So she wasn’t completely unattractive to Ji Yunxiao, but then why was Ji Yunxiao holding back? Lin Qianwei wanted to ask, but couldn’t bring herself to say it, so she bit her lip and glared hard at Ji Yunxiao.
Ji Yunxiao quickly reached out, trying to rescue those soft, tempting lips.
“Don’t bite, they’re already hurt.”
Ji Yunxiao said that, but before she could react, Lin Qianwei bit her finger fiercely.
She was just pretending to be fierce, not using any real force.
Ji Yunxiao barely felt any pain, just a ticklish sensation.
Ji Yunxiao couldn’t help but curse in her heart.
She’d made the wrong judgment before.
How could she ever think Lin Qianwei wasn’t seductive? When Lin Qianwei really tried, she could practically suck her soul right out.
Ji Yunxiao wanted to go splash her face with cold water again, but Lin Qianwei was already annoyed.
She couldn’t leave anymore—she had to say what she needed to say.
Ji Yunxiao took a deep breath, looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, and slowly asked, “What was with taking off your robe just now? Can you tell me?”
Lin Qianwei composed herself and replied coldly, “Of course you take your clothes off to sleep.
Or do you sleep with your clothes on?”
Ji Yunxiao’s lips curled up.
She leaned in and asked, “You really weren’t doing it on purpose for me to see?”
Lin Qianwei turned her head away and muttered, “Of course not.”
She bit her lip, but thinking of what Ji Yunxiao had just done, she let go and added, “I didn’t even know you were coming over.”
Ji Yunxiao glanced at the mirror that had been angled just right, smiled, and didn’t say anything.
She didn’t call her out, but instead asked more directly, “So, do you want to sleep with me?”
Is it finally happening?
Lin Qianwei was so nervous.
She tried to find the right words, tried to get her emotions under control, but in the end, she just couldn’t say it outright.
She could only mumble awkwardly, “I don’t.”
Ji Yunxiao raised an eyebrow.
“Really don’t?”
Lin Qianwei’s voice got even smaller.
“Really don’t…”
“Alright then.” Ji Yunxiao kissed Lin Qianwei on the forehead and said, “You should get some rest.”
Seeing Ji Yunxiao about to leave, Lin Qianwei sat up in a panic.
Ji Yunxiao noticed and came back, gently touching her face.
“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to?”
Lin Qianwei still insisted, “I just don’t.”
Ji Yunxiao wasn’t trying to force her to admit anything.
She just wanted to tell her how she really felt.
So Ji Yunxiao took her hand and said seriously, “Qianwei, honestly, I really want to sleep with you.
The moment I saw your body just now, I almost couldn’t hold back.”
Lin Qianwei’s face burned, her fair skin turning completely red.
Her lips moved, but she couldn’t get any words out.
Ji Yunxiao ruffled her hair and went on, “But I respect what you want more.
If you’ve made up your mind and really want to do this with me, then of course I’ll go for it.
But if you’re not willing, or you’re not really into it, I won’t push you.”
Thinking of what Lin Qianwei had said to Qiao Xi, Ji Yunxiao felt a little heartache.
How could Lin Qianwei think of using this kind of way to keep her?
Ji Yunxiao felt she had to tell her, “Compared to doing that, what matters more to me is you.
Even if you don’t sleep with me, even if you don’t let me kiss you, I’ll still love you, care for you, and look after you.”
“Because I really like you.” Ji Yunxiao lowered her head and kissed the back of Lin Qianwei’s hand, looking into her eyes like water.
“I don’t actually want that much.
As long as I can stay by your side, that’s enough for me.”
Ji Yunxiao squeezed her fingers and gently promised, “And as long as I can stay with you, I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life.”
The moonlight at night was gentle, and the city’s neon lights slipped in through the gap in the curtains, not noisy at all, but instead making everything feel especially quiet and soft.
Just like the way Ji Yunxiao was looking at her right now.
Just like the way Ji Yunxiao spoke to her.
Ji Yunxiao kept talking to Lin Qianwei, “You can do whatever you want with me, you can be as reckless as you like.
I want you to be yourself in front of me.
I want you to always be happy.”
Lin Qianwei’s head was spinning.
Ji Yunxiao’s sudden confession made her feel sweet and lightheaded.
She was a little dizzy and didn’t know what to do, so she just lowered her lashes.
“And, you know, that kind of thing is supposed to be really fun,” Ji Yunxiao helped her smooth the long hair that had fallen to her cheek behind her ear, speaking softly.
“Of course I want to enjoy it with you, but I also want to wait until you really want it, so there’s no rush.”
Ji Yunxiao looked at Lin Qianwei for a while longer, then finally got up to leave.
Lin Qianwei watched as Ji Yunxiao thoughtfully closed the door and turned off the lights, then pulled the blanket over her face.
She was still a little shy, and a bit of an uncontrollable urge was rising inside her.
At first, Lin Qianwei thought she’d just handle it herself like last time, but when it came down to it, she felt unwilling.
Why should she?
She had a wife, after all.
And Ji Yunxiao had said it herself—she could do whatever she wanted, be as reckless as she liked.
So why should she hold back?
Thinking this, Lin Qianwei threw off the blanket and got out of bed.
She didn’t even put on shoes, just walked barefoot across the cold floor straight to the guest room.
But Ji Yunxiao wasn’t there.
Lin Qianwei heard the sudden sound of the shower and turned her gaze in that direction.
She didn’t know what had gotten into her, or where she found the courage, but she just pushed open the bathroom door without hesitation and, her voice trembling, called out to the woman showering under the spray, “Ji—Ji Yunxiao…”
Ji Yunxiao was completely stunned.
She hadn’t expected Lin Qianwei to chase her here.
After the initial shock, Ji Yunxiao smiled and, right in front of Lin Qianwei, calmly wrapped a towel around herself.
Ji Yunxiao asked, “What’s up?”
Lin Qianwei finally used a move she’d seen in a movie.
She leaned against the doorframe, not looking directly at Ji Yunxiao, just glancing over, then curled her finger in a beckoning gesture.
Lin Qianwei said firmly, “Come here.”
Ji Yunxiao’s eyes darkened, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.
She walked over to Lin Qianwei and stopped by her side.
Lin Qianwei lifted her long lashes, tilted her chin up a little, and said coldly, “You said you’d respect what I want, right?”
Ji Yunxiao: “Yeah.”
With that confirmation, Lin Qianwei instantly became more confident.
She questioned Ji Yunxiao, “Then can’t you tell what I really want?”
It was like something snapped in Ji Yunxiao’s mind.
Her beautiful wife was standing just a few steps away.
Lin Qianwei’s eyes were still cool, her posture still proud, but her lips were a stunning shade of red.
The sash at her waist was loose, revealing a lot of skin, but she didn’t seem to care at all, just stared straight at Ji Yunxiao.
Ji Yunxiao could hardly describe that look.
It hid her shyness, suppressed her desire, and all that was left was a blatant challenge.
But Ji Yunxiao knew what deeper meaning was hidden there.
She should know.
She should have known a long time ago.
So Ji Yunxiao suddenly burst out laughing.
She didn’t bother with the water droplets still clinging to her body, just walked over and scooped Lin Qianwei up in her arms, saying brazenly, “Don’t beg for mercy later.”
Lin Qianwei naturally wrapped her arms around her neck, but kicked her legs a couple of times, not really struggling, just saying, “Put me down.”
“No way.”
Of course Ji Yunxiao wasn’t going to let her go at a time like this.
Ji Yunxiao didn’t even bother taking her back to the bedroom.
As they passed through the living room, she just pressed her down onto the sofa, lowering her head to bite that bright red earlobe that looked like it could bleed.
Ji Yunxiao kissed her hard by the ear, her voice hoarse.
“Wife, isn’t it a little late for you to ask me to let you go now?”
Lin Qianwei wanted to answer, but she couldn’t get a word out, because her wife was already pressing her lips over hers, swallowing every word in her throat.
So Lin Qianwei just stopped talking.
She closed her eyes, letting her lashes tremble.
…
In the heat of the moment, Ji Yunxiao suddenly remembered the past.
That year, in the blazing summer, on a sunny day.
Eighteen-year-old Song Qianqian held her hand after school, leaned in close and whispered mysteriously in her ear, “Sister Xiaoxiao, I want to show you something good.”
Something good? Back then, Ji Yunxiao had no idea what it was, but since it was Qianqian inviting her, she happily went along.
The two of them went to the Song family’s villa, and in an empty room, that stunningly beautiful girl played her a mysterious video.
They sat shoulder to shoulder on the soft carpet, their faces growing hotter as they watched, and at the end, Ji Yunxiao finally asked the burning question: “Why is it two women?”
Qianqian pouted.
“What’s wrong with two women?”
Ji Yunxiao touched the tip of her nose.
“It’s just a little weird.”
Song Qianqian wrapped her arms around her knees, buried her face in her arms, and after a while, peeked out with half her face showing.
She tilted her head to look at Ji Yunxiao, her voice very soft.
“Didn’t you think they both looked really happy?”
Ji Yunxiao looked at her little childhood friend’s delicate, beautiful face, thought of the dazzling scene they’d just watched, and couldn’t say she wasn’t moved.
But that time, Ji Yunxiao still got up and left in a hurry, saying, “I’m a little hot, I’ll go take a cold shower.”
Time jumps back to the present.
Actually, just now, Ji Yunxiao had gone to take a cold shower to suppress her thoughts, but this time, the ending was completely different from that sunny day in summer.
This time, Lin Qianwei chased after her.
The little childhood friend had grown into a stunning beauty, tangled up with her, lips and teeth entwined.
And now, there would be no more regrets between them.
