After Flirting with the God-Tier Beautiful Tycoon - Chapter 26

Of course, Shen Xiaojiang wanted to continue her mind was entirely filled with Chen Yi.

Soft lips, the faint fragrance between her teeth, and the dangerously alluring eyes as she slowly lifted her head…

Everything!

Everything was a lethal poison that made Shen Xiaojiang drunk and lost.

But considering the other person’s physical condition, she could only shake her head with extreme reluctance: “Well… Little Aunt, you should rest well first. We can talk about other things later.”

Shen Xiaojiang’s heart shattered as she said this.

Chen Yi was surprised.

It was the first time someone had rejected her.

Shen Xiaojiang carefully tore open the packaging for the fever reducer, took out a white pill, and brought it to Chen Yi’s lips.

Chen Yi was still wondering about the refusal, but in the next second, she heard the other person’s pampering voice: “Little Aunt, come on, open up.”

It was as if she were the furry child who had an upset stomach and would arbitrarily scratch her owner when feeling unwell.

“It might be a little hard to swallow…” Before Shen Xiaojiang could finish, Chen Yi’s lips parted slightly, and she reached for the pill in Shen Xiaojiang’s hand like a kitten.

Her flaxen curls swayed gently, and a soft fragrance diffused into the air.

Shen Xiaojiang watched her approach, watched her snow-white teeth peek out from her lips, and froze completely, unable to move.

Chen Yi took the pill from her fingertip, ready to pull away, but unexpectedly met Shen Xiaojiang’s surprised gaze.

The warm light from above sprinkled down, giving Shen Xiaojiang’s eyes a touch of dashing heroism.

This person was like a deity, coming to save her, a deity that belonged only to her.

Chen Yi’s heart raced. She couldn’t help but want to tease her a little.

She flipped the pill with the tip of her tongue. Despite the bitter taste, she savored a hint of sweetness.

The next moment, she curled the corners of her eyes in a tiny motion, revealing an overly seductive smile.

Then, she gently, softly nibbled on Shen Xiaojiang’s fingertip.

Shen Xiaojiang’s heart skipped a beat. A summery, moist warmth spread from her fingertip, turning into a current that raced through her, leaving her disoriented.

Chen Yi looked at the stiff Shen Xiaojiang, applied a little pressure with her bright teeth, and the snake-like thing in her mouth curled around the slightly rough pad of Shen Xiaojiang’s finger.

“Mmm…” Chen Yi stuck out her tongue, the small white pill clinging to it. She then quickly retracted her tongue and swallowed. “I ate it.”

Help!!

Why?

Why could a person be so contradictory yet so perfectly unified?

Both pure and enchanting.

Both gentle as jade and naturally alluring like a captivating older woman.

Those extremely light amber eyes could be pitiful like a rabbit one moment and wickedly seductive like a fox the next.

Even if she were now wearing a kasaya and tapping a wooden fish while chanting Amitabha, it would be the ultimate temptation.

“Hiss” Shen Xiaojiang’s expression twisted.

A thought rose in her heart, one that terrified even herself.

She wanted to devour Chen Yi.

Yes, she wanted to press the person into the pillow, bite off her neck bone, and taste the raw, fresh blood.

If she consumed her, Chen Yi would belong only to her.

Chen Yi rubbed her lips with her finger when suddenly, a car’s headlights shone through the window, reflecting on her face.

She slightly frowned, closed her eyes, and her eyelashes fluttered.

In that instant, even the fine hairs on her face shimmered with golden light.

Shen Xiaojiang, as if possessed, leaned in and very lightly and gently touched the corner of the other’s eye.

She felt the thin eyelid and the strength of its tremor.

When she came back to her senses, Chen Yi looked at her with a gentle expression.

Shen Xiaojiang’s ears turned red, and she quickly turned to fetch the warm water.

Chen Yi took the water and glanced faintly at the little one’s reddened hand.

“Gulp….gulp” After two swallows, her slender throat bobbed up and down.

Shen Xiaojiang stared directly at her.

Subconsciously, she also swallowed.

After drinking the water, Chen Yi handed the cup back to Shen Xiaojiang.

Although there was a side table within reach, she just wanted to rely on Shen Xiaojiang a little.

She wanted this little one, who was several years younger than her, to wait on her. She wanted to act spoiled with the little one and see the little one so flustered she couldn’t speak.

Shen Xiaojiang took the glass cup and touched Chen Yi’s fingertip.

Dry and cold.

This was the unique, exclusive feel of Chen Yi.

Shen Xiaojiang didn’t immediately take the cup away but held the cup and Chen Yi’s finger simultaneously.

Chen Yi didn’t struggle, quietly waiting for Shen Xiaojiang’s next move.

She knew Shen Xiaojiang would do something next.

No, she hoped she would.

The two stared at each other for half a minute.

Shen Xiaojiang slowly lifted her other hand and gently wiped the water droplet from Chen Yi’s lips with her thumb.

Chen Yi held her breath, extremely cautious.

It was as if Shen Xiaojiang’s finger was a feather, a cicada’s wing, a snowflake one strong breath could blow her away.

“Shen Xiaojiang,” Chen Yi called her name.

“Hmm.”

Shen Xiaojiang’s eyes followed the spot her thumb was touching.

She brushed past Chen Yi’s lips, cheek, and brow bone, finally stopping at the side of her ear, rubbing it rhythmically.

The ear is the most sensitive spot, practically Chen Yi’s Achilles’ heel.

She blinked rapidly and slightly shrank her shoulder.

Shen Xiaojiang truly loved this reaction from the other person.

In an instant, the atmosphere around them became incomparably enchanting.

Chen Yi’s earlobe gradually turned red. She averted her eyes, lowered her voice, slowed her speech, and said word by word: “Shen, Xiao, Jiang, you…”

The wall clock ticked, and a drop of water fell from the bathroom faucet.

The whole room was quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Suddenly, Shen Xiaojiang cupped Chen Yi’s face with both hands and placed a light kiss on her forehead.

“Little Aunt, your head is still very hot. Go to sleep quickly,” she whispered.

Her tenderness was reserved only for Chen Yi.

Chen Yi bit her lip, blushed, and nodded obediently.

Shen Xiaojiang got up, ready to put away the cup and medicine, when she heard a soft voice from behind her.

“The bed is big. Do you want to join me?” Chen Yi said, and one of her buttons came undone.

Shen Xiaojiang’s fingers, holding the medicine box, subtly tightened.

The pure white sheets, the equally pure white Chen Yi.

The soft comforter, just as soft as the…

She shook her head hastily, her eyes darting away. She scratched her hair sheepishly. “I’m a restless sleeper. I’m afraid I’ll disturb your rest.”

Shen Xiaojiang was not lying; her sleeping posture was indeed terrible.

When she was little, her mom often scolded her for her unattractive sleeping position.

She couldn’t let Chen Yi dislike her during their first night together in the same room.

Actually, the sleeping position wasn’t the most important thing. The important thing was that Shen Xiaojiang was afraid she would do something uncontrollable.

“Mine isn’t good either,” Chen Yi said slowly.

Shen Xiaojiang had just turned around and hadn’t heard clearly, revealing a puzzled expression.

Chen Yi looked like she wanted to say something but didn’t. She touched her ear, scratched the corner of her mouth, and finally shook her head twice.

Her hair quality was excellent it didn’t look oily even after three or four days without washing.

When she shook her head, the ends of her hair spun like the skirt of a tutu.

“Then where will you sleep?” Chen Yi asked again.

Shen Xiaojiang pointed to the beige three seater sofa in the living room and pouted, making a cute expression. “See, I’ll sleep there.”

Chen Yi blinked, stunned, and said nothing.

When Shen Xiaojiang came out after brushing her teeth, Chen Yi was already lying down.

Perhaps because of the fever medicine, she was drowsy, eyes closed, and breathing steadily.

Shen Xiaojiang slowed her movements, trying not to make a sound.

She walked to the bedside, tucked the comforter around Chen Yi, turned off the light, and headed toward the sofa in the living room.

A blanket had already been placed on the sofa. Shen Xiaojiang glanced toward the bed.

This must have been Chen Yi’s doing.

She smiled and slipped under the blanket.

A sofa is not a bed, so it was definitely not comfortable to sleep on.

The moment Shen Xiaojiang lay down, her sleepiness diminished by half.

She finally had time to check her phone and saw the unread messages.

The “Four Golden Flowers” group chat was buzzing.

[Sun Jiabao: Ginger, the dorm is locked. Are you planning to sleep in the study room tonight?]

[Sun Jiabao: @ShenXiaojiang]

[Chen Xingnan: @SunJiabao, don’t worry. Maybe Xiao Jiang is on a date right now.]

[Sun Jiabao: @ShenXiaojiang Ginger, reply to the message.]

[Sun Jiabao: Ginger, I’m telling you, I haven’t gotten off the single train yet. If you have, you, you must guarantee I don’t fail any subjects.]

[Chen Xingnan: @SunJiabao Hey, what does Xiao Jiang getting off the single train have to do with you failing subjects?]

[Sun Jiabao: @ChenXingnan Mind your own business roll.jpg]

If Shen Xiaojiang replied to them now, it would undoubtedly be a trap, inviting a flood of even more intense gossip.

So, she exited the group chat.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar profile picture.

[Satsuma: A’Jiang, I broke up with him.]

[Satsuma: A’Jiang, I’m so foolish. I gave my heart to someone else but didn’t get sincerity in return. I should have known he was that kind of person.]

[Satsuma: A’Jiang, I miss you so much.]

Shen Xiaojiang never added notes to WeChat names unless someone mentioned it to her.

This was a personal habit, neither good nor bad.

She stared at her phone for a long time, unsure if she knew this person.

Furthermore, she never gossiped about others, and being single her entire life, she would never give advice on other people’s relationships.

Who was suitable for whom, and who was not, had nothing to do with her.

Therefore, the first reaction of the rational Shen Xiaojiang was that this person was a fraudster.

Her phone and Chen Yi’s were different brands, so the chargers were not interchangeable.

The 20% battery needed to last until tomorrow morning, and she was about to put the phone aside.

Another message arrived.

[Satsuma: A’Jiang, good night.]

A’Jiang… A’Jiang…?

Only one person called her that.

Shen Xiaojiang opened the Satsuma’s Moments and saw a screen full of selfies.

It was Lin Qianqian, after all.

The pinned post was: I broke up with him, but the accompanying pictures were of hot pot and milk tea…

The comments from mutual friends below were mostly “Jerk, go die.”

After graduating from high school, Lin Qianqian had vanished as if into thin air.

The last time they met was the last time.

Shen Xiaojiang had a good memory, so it was impossible for her to forget her so easily.

After all, they had been very close throughout high school.

The principal was Lin Qianqian’s relative, so she practically “walked sideways” across the school grounds.

Her connection with Shen Xiaojiang began with a love letter.

A love letter she had written to Shen Xiaojiang.

If Lin Qianqian said someone was good, they were good. If Lin Qianqian wanted to be friends with someone, that person had to be her friend.

Sun Jiabao couldn’t stand her, and the two often clashed.

Shen Xiaojiang loved quiet and hated arguments and disputes.

Shen Xiaojiang could cut ties with both of them and turn around to be friends with other girls, but the two of them couldn’t exist without Shen Xiaojiang.

Who wouldn’t want to have the top student and school beauty as a friend!

So, whenever Sun and Lin fought, one look from Shen Xiaojiang, and neither dared to cause trouble.

Ending her reminiscence, Shen Xiaojiang yawned and turned over.

Her phone fell onto the carpet, but she didn’t notice.

In the middle of the night, in a daze, Shen Xiaojiang felt someone covering her with a blanket.

So warm.

Chen Yi was a light sleeper and didn’t sleep well. She got up as soon as the sky began to lighten.

She stretched, preparing to drink coffee and read the financial news.

Although she had only slept for four or five hours, this was the first time she had slept so soundly.

After washing up, she first came to the living room to check on Shen Xiaojiang.

Shen Xiaojiang was lying diagonally on the sofa, the blanket covering only her upper body. The exposed feet were significantly larger than Chen Yi’s.

Chen Yi used a massager on her face while squatting down, staring at Shen Xiaojiang’s feet.

Beautiful.

She made a couple of casual gestures and then curved her bright red lips.

Shen Xiaojiang was a sound sleeper; subtle noises would not wake her up.

Although Chen Yi realized this, she still turned off the massager in her hand.

The “buzzing” stopped, and the hotel morning felt exceptionally quiet.

Chen Yi moved in front of Shen Xiaojiang, squatted down again, wrapped her arms around her legs, rested her head on her arms, and watched the sleeping person.

Unconsciously, she reached out and gently poked Shen Xiaojiang’s nose.

She had wondered more than once if this Shen Xiaojiang looked familiar and if she might be someone she knew.

She had seriously considered it, but there was still no conclusion.

After all, that was many years ago.

Also, the night was too dark, and the rain was too heavy.

The child holding the umbrella hadn’t grown up yet.

“Mmm…” Shen Xiaojiang hummed softly and turned onto her side, facing Chen Yi.

She was still wandering in her dream, with no intention of waking up.

Chen Yi didn’t want to wake her, so she quickly withdrew her hand and stopped doing anything.

Only when Shen Xiaojiang’s breathing gradually stabilized did Chen Yi breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Yi leaned closer to Shen Xiaojiang, knelt on the carpet, and rested her outstretched arms on the edge of the sofa.

Shen Xiaojiang’s eyelashes were so thick.

Shen Xiaojiang’s nose was so straight.

Shen Xiaojiang looked so beautiful when she slept.

As she watched, Chen Yi actually felt a little sleepy herself.

Just then, Shen Xiaojiang’s phone lit up briefly with a notification from an app.

Chen Yi didn’t intend to look, but she was kneeling on the carpet, closest to Shen Xiaojiang’s fallen phone.

She accidentally caught sight of a WeChat message from two hours ago.

[Satsuma: A’Jiang, I can’t sleep. I want to come find you. Can I?]

Shen Soporific Sleep Aid Jiang