Deliberate Possession [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 117

Chapter 117: Do It First, Ask Questions Later

Before Jing Xiaoyan could finish her deliberation, the sound of her aunt’s door opening suddenly rang out. Jiang Yumian reacted extremely fast, swatting Jing Xiaoyan’s hand away and instantly sitting up straight.

The sudden absence of a person in her arms left her feeling instantly empty. Jing Xiaoyan was a little disappointed. She should have just hugged her and left without deliberating just now.

“Sister An, this is the first time I’ve cooked today. Please try it.” Jiang Yumian looked at the two people who had just come out of the room with a smile, her tone carrying a hint of flattery.

She secretly thought that she must keep her here today so she could receive another elder’s red envelope during the New Year.

An Zhiying chuckled and walked over to sit next to Jiang Yumian, deliberately teasing, “Can it be eaten?”

Jiang Yumian opened her arms and hugged An Zhiying’s arm, rubbing her face against it. “Sister An~”

“Just give me some face~”

This soft and sweet, spoiled tone was something Jing Xiaoyan hadn’t heard much.

Jing Xiaoyan gritted her teeth, silently reaching out to pinch the sleeve of Jiang Yumian’s arm, pulling it, trying to pull her back.

Jiang Yumian ruthlessly turned around, slapped her hand away, and turned back to look at Sister An again, pleadingly saying, “Sister An, don’t worry. I only made one dish. The rest were made by Auntie. It’s edible!”

“Sit properly.” An Zhiying slapped her hand, then pushed her back, using a little force to push her directly into Jing Xiaoyan’s arms, to prevent Jing Xiaoyan from being jealous.

Her aunt, who had been silent, cleared her throat and pointed to the dining room. “Let’s go eat first.”

Jing Xiaoyan held Jiang Yumian in her arms, tightening her arm and deliberately hugging Jiang Yumian’s waist tightly. She only loosened her grip after her aunt finished speaking.

Jiang Yumian, who had been squeezed, turned around and pinched her face. “Time to eat!”

An Zhiying didn’t say anything this time and stayed for dinner. Jiang Yumian secretly observed the state of the two people at the dinner table, feeling that their emotions were quite stable. She wondered what her aunt had told Sister An.

Moreover, her aunt was visibly more proactive, even serving food to Sister An. However, it was obvious that Sister An was still sulking, not eating it and even returning it to her aunt’s bowl.

Jiang Yumian looked down at the dish Jing Xiaoyan had put in her bowl. Learning from Sister An’s action, she also put it back into Jing Xiaoyan’s bowl.

Jing Xiaoyan thought she didn’t want to eat it and didn’t say anything, but then she immediately heard Jiang Yumian say, feigning sincerity, “I know you love to eat this, so I’m giving it to you.”

Jing Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment. She looked up across the table and quickly understood.

“Oh… yes, I love to eat it.”

An Zhiying twitched the corner of her mouth. Those two were too crafty.

The meal was finished well. An Zhiying did not plan to stay overnight. Jiang Yumian felt a little pity, but some things couldn’t be rushed. It was better to take it slow.

At the door, as they were seeing Sister An off in the car, Jiang Yumian originally wanted to ask her aunt for the details, but before they could go back inside, her aunt also quickly slipped into the car with Sister An and left together.

Jiang Yumian stared blankly at the departing car, unable to help but exclaim, “Who opened up my aunt’s Ren Du two meridians (a metaphor for breakthroughs in martial arts)!”

The car had driven far away. Jing Xiaoyan wrapped her arm around Jiang Yumian’s waist and guided her back, also turning her outward-looking head back.

“Stop looking. They’ve gone far away. At worst, you can ask Little Zhang what happened in the car when he returns.”

Jing Xiaoyan half-hugged Jiang Yumian into the living room, and then immediately led her upstairs.

Jiang Yumian’s gossiping heart was put away. Her gaze fell on Jing Xiaoyan’s profile, her eyes full of smiles. She found that Jing Xiaoyan was truly jealous of everyone.

She occasionally got jealous even when she hugged her mother. She was probably extremely jealous today.

Jiang Yumian smiled. As she walked into the room, she hugged and kissed Jing Xiaoyan twice.

After being kissed twice, Jing Xiaoyan hugged her and smiled. “I’m going to take a shower. You go video call Mom. You haven’t seen each other in a while, and she still has a few days before she returns.”

Jiang Yumian stood properly, her eyes looking softly at Jing Xiaoyan. “Got it. You worry too much.”

It wasn’t worrying; it was thoughtfulness. Jing Xiaoyan smiled and patted her on the back. “Only you are heartless.”

Jiang Yumian patted her shoulder. “You go shower quickly.”

Jing Xiaoyan nodded, let go of her, and walked toward the bathroom.

Jiang Yumian made a video call to her mother, talked about the situation at home, gossiped about her aunt, discussed work, and finally brought up the family banquet.

Jiang Yumian asked, “Mom, is the family banquet still going to have that many people this year?”

Mom: “Probably. Just find a hotel, roughly the same as last year. You and Xiaoyan can just have a meal and then go home.”

Mom: “But still be mentally prepared. You might hear something unpleasant. If you can’t stand it, talk back.”

Jiang Yumian’s eyes lit up. “I can talk back?”

Mom: “Yes. It’s best if you make a big scene. Then you’ll have an excuse not to have any more family banquets. It’s so annoying. There are even more people coming over to suck up to you. It’s perfect to ignore them all, but be polite to your dad’s side. The old man is getting old, don’t piss him off.”

Jiang Yumian silently gave her mother a thumbs-up.

Her mother was so open-minded.

The two of them had just finished the call when Jing Xiaoyan came out of the bathroom.

Jiang Yumian threw her phone aside and reached out to hug her fragrant girlfriend.

Jing Xiaoyan was slightly pushed off balance by the person who suddenly rushed into her arms. She quickly stabilized her, reminding her in a muffled voice, “Don’t move around. My face mask is going to fall off.”

Coming out of Jing Xiaoyan’s embrace, and seeing her with a face mask, which made it unsuitable for kissing, Jiang Yumian reached out and scratched her chin, quickly getting off the bed. “I’m going to take a shower.”

After saying that, she hurriedly ran into the bathroom.

Jing Xiaoyan only looked away after she entered the bathroom. Honestly, why was she in such a hurry?

Thinking that Jing Xiaoyan needed some time for skincare, Jiang Yumian simply took a bath. She only got out of the tub when Jing Xiaoyan came in to wash her face.

Jiang Yumian glanced at her and casually asked, “Are you done?”

Jing Xiaoyan gently hummed while drying her face, turning her head to look at Jiang Yumian, who was standing under the shower behind the glass door. Before she could say anything else, the shower inside turned on, the sound of trickling water was quite loud. She took a couple more glances at the back, which was covered in water, and didn’t speak again.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind her, Jing Xiaoyan left. Jiang Yumian slightly curved her lips into a smile. She really didn’t believe she couldn’t reel in Jing Xiaoyan.

Before coming out, she deliberately applied Jing Xiaoyan’s favorite body lotion, the lemon mint scent, which smelled very fragrant.

Jing Xiaoyan was already lying down in bed, playing on her phone. The internet had been very quiet recently, and there was nothing about them. Even the trolls who had been causing trouble on her super topic disappeared. Sister An’s outburst had completely scared those people off.

The bathroom door opened. Hearing the sound, Jing Xiaoyan looked up and saw Jiang Yumian coming out wrapped only in a towel. The hand holding the phone froze. She was a little stunned.

Where were the pajamas she prepared for her?

There was clearly a set of pajamas inside that matched the one she was wearing, so why wasn’t she wearing it?

Jiang Yumian walked over to the side where Jing Xiaoyan was lying. Right in front of Jing Xiaoyan’s eyes, she reached out, pulled off the towel, and snatched the phone from Jing Xiaoyan’s hand, tossing it onto the bedside table.

Caught off guard by the sudden movements, Jing Xiaoyan slightly sat up, her long lashes trembling incessantly. The blanket on her was lifted, and Jiang Yumian directly nestled into her arms.

“I don’t want to wear pajamas to sleep. My legs are a little sore, and my back is a little uncomfortable. Can you give me a massage?”

The softness of their chests pressed tightly together. Jing Xiaoyan reached out to hug her, quickly pulling the blanket over them, afraid she would be cold.

The familiar scent wafted around her nose, stimulating her nerves. Jing Xiaoyan deliberately kept her breathing extremely unstable. She swallowed hard, her palm instinctively rubbing Jiang Yumian’s waist.

When she received no answer, Jiang Yumian propped herself up from Jing Xiaoyan’s arms, facing her, and asked in a soft voice, “You don’t want to massage me?”

Jing Xiaoyan subconsciously lowered her head, leaning in to kiss her lips. She only managed to stop after kissing her a few times.

“Lie down properly. I’ll give you a massage.”

Jiang Yumian suppressed the smile on her lips. The triumph in her eyes wasn’t very well hidden, but Jing Xiaoyan couldn’t see it.

She got off Jing Xiaoyan, hugged a pillow, and lay prone on the bed.

“I walked too much and kept climbing stairs. My calves and thighs are a bit sore. But first, can you pinch my shoulders and pound my back?”

After giving her instructions, Jiang Yumian lay there and left the rest to Jing Xiaoyan.

Jing Xiaoyan reached out and placed her hands on Jiang Yumian’s shoulders, her fingers gently applying pressure, lightly and softly pinching. She didn’t dare to use too much force for fear of hurting her.

Jiang Yumian didn’t care if the pinching was effective. She just lay there. When it was done, she asked her to start massaging her legs.

“Pinch my calves first. My calves are more sore. After that, move up~”

Jing Xiaoyan’s palms became hotter and hotter. She took a light breath, placed her hand on her calf, and kept glancing upward out of the corner of her eye. She closed her eyes. She absolutely couldn’t hold back.

She suddenly felt like a pervert.

Jiang Yumian rested her head on the pillow and mumbled softly, “Your hand is a bit hot…”

Jing Xiaoyan’s breathing trembled. She bit her tongue, moved her hand to her thigh to massage it, deliberately ignoring what she had just said, her tone stiff. “I’ll pound it for you. Do you want me to use a little force?”

Jiang Yumian said casually, “Never mind. Just pinch it. Go up a little.” Unlike Jing Xiaoyan, there was no ripple in her tone, which made Jing Xiaoyan even less restrained.

Jing Xiaoyan pursed her lips and softly hummed, massaging Jiang Yumian’s leg. The fair skin caught her eye, and her heart grew increasingly restless.

Jiang Yumian was so obviously offering herself to her. If she didn’t do something, it felt like she was letting down her identity as a girlfriend.

The force with which she massaged her leg grew lighter and lighter. Jing Xiaoyan’s breathing deepened slightly. Her gaze couldn’t move away anymore. As she massaged, she couldn’t help but want to do something bad.

She slightly held her breath, her gaze fixed on a spot. She comforted herself in her heart: she wasn’t a pervert; this was her girlfriend, and it was perfectly fine.

After deliberating for a few seconds, she hardened her heart and continued to massage Jiang Yumian’s leg. Following her request, she didn’t pound it, but just massaged upward. She massaged both legs once, and unavoidably rubbed the places that should be rubbed.

Jing Xiaoyan’s heart tightened. Finally, she was probably tired from the massage. She simply left her hand there, waiting for Jiang Yumian’s reaction.

Jiang Yumian lightly rubbed against the pillow, not stopping Jing Xiaoyan, but she couldn’t help but let out a muffled moan.

Jing Xiaoyan’s heart instantly relaxed. The restless emotion in her eyes could no longer be controlled.

She leaned down, half-crawling onto Jiang Yumian’s back, her lips lightly pressed against Jiang Yumian’s cheek. Jiang Yumian’s breathing trembled. She raised her head, her eyes full of desire. The moment their eyes met, Jing Xiaoyan’s red lips gently touched hers.

A gentle laugh, accompanied by a breath, suddenly sounded during the soft kiss. Although it was a bit inappropriate, Jiang Yumian really wanted to laugh. She knew Jing Xiaoyan couldn’t hold back at all.

Jing Xiaoyan opened her eyes, somewhat confused why she was laughing during a kiss.

Not giving her time to wonder, Jiang Yumian actively stuck out her tongue, entering Jing Xiaoyan’s mouth to kiss her. Their breathing gradually became messy. The lingering kiss slowly moved to the back of her neck. Jiang Yumian’s knees touched the sheets, and she consciously knelt up.

Jing Xiaoyan internally scoffed at herself for being unable to resist temptation, but her hand movements were not hesitant at all. They were very quick. There was only one thought in her mind: Don’t hold back when you can’t hold back. All the desire she had suppressed all afternoon was vented at this moment.

The force pushing into her body constantly challenged Jiang Yumian’s defenses. Jiang Yumian was completely defeated. The sound stuck in her throat couldn’t be contained and rushed out. She finally collapsed entirely onto the bed, only to be pulled up by Jing Xiaoyan, flipped over, and continued.

The room light was a little dazzling. Jiang Yumian raised her hand to lightly cover her eyes, panting softly. Her legs were weakly lifted and pressed by Jing Xiaoyan. The constantly rubbing shoulder joint was so hot it felt like it was on fire.

She truly lived up to her reputation as someone who lasted six hours. This was the only thought in Jiang Yumian’s blank mind. Fine sweat beaded on her back, and tears filled her eyes. This time, Jing Xiaoyan was definitely not gentle.

Jiang Yumian bit her lower lip tightly, clenching her hands tightly. The signal from her body was very strong. Along with her heavy breathing, her waist unconsciously arched. The moment she released, she completely collapsed onto the bed.

Jing Xiaoyan lowered her head, her gaze fixed on her palm. After deliberating for two seconds, she pushed her hand in further. Her other hand pulled Jiang Yumian up, hugging the breathless her and kissing her little by little.

The warm breath lightly sprinkled on her face. Jiang Yumian leaned weakly against Jing Xiaoyan, her heavy breathing hitting her neck. She lifted her soft hand and hugged her.

The hand placed on Jiang Yumian’s waist tightened, pulling her into her embrace. Jing Xiaoyan lowered her head and kissed her again. Gentle kisses fell on Jiang Yumian’s cheek, nose, chin, and finally lingered on her lips.

Jiang Yumian, whose energy had somewhat recovered, slowly lifted her kissed eyelids, taking light breaths. She lifted her chin, pressing her face against Jing Xiaoyan’s, and slowly kissed her back.

Their foreheads touched. Jing Xiaoyan closed her eyes, gently kissing the corner of Jiang Yumian’s mouth, and asked softly, “Do you want more?”

As the words fell, her hand moved in a little further.

Jiang Yumian moaned softly, leaning into her embrace. She weakly placed her hand on Jing Xiaoyan’s wrist, neither pulling it out nor pressing it in, just resting there motionless.

She also didn’t answer Jing Xiaoyan’s question. Her forehead rested against Jing Xiaoyan’s cheek. After a few seconds of silence, she suddenly laughed, her shoulders shaking with laughter. She seemed very happy.

Hearing her laughter, Jing Xiaoyan lowered her gaze and asked, confused, “Hmm?”

Jiang Yumian tightened her fingers, gripping Jing Xiaoyan’s wrist.

She raised her head, the hazy lust in her eyes hadn’t faded, but there was intense laughter. She said in a light, hoarse voice, “I think you’re very funny.”

After saying that, she immediately hugged Jing Xiaoyan, resting her head on her shoulder, still laughing incessantly.

Jing Xiaoyan raised an eyebrow, glancing at her. Seeing that she was still laughing, she simply pressed Jiang Yumian down and did it once more.

The bed was a mess.

Jiang Yumian’s face was pressed against the pillow. She was finally too exhausted to laugh from the torment. She was completely disheveled, yet Jing Xiaoyan was still wearing her pajamas, looking presentable, kneeling beside her.

“Are you still laughing?”

Jing Xiaoyan reached out and touched Jiang Yumian’s face, asking the question with a smile in her eyes, pulling Jiang Yumian back up into her arms.

Jiang Yumian panted with her mouth slightly open, her sweaty bangs plastered to her forehead. She stared resentfully at Jing Xiaoyan, but the words she spoke were incredibly pleasant.

“I’m not laughing anymore. You’re so good. I can’t laugh.” Jiang Yumian’s voice was soft and gentle. She could now not only brainwash herself but also learned how to ‘PUA’ Jing Xiaoyan. She lay in Jing Xiaoyan’s arms and continued, “It’s my good fortune to have a girlfriend like you. Although I can’t laugh, I’m very happy because you made me feel so good.”

Jing Xiaoyan was startled by Jiang Yumian’s straightforward remark. She blinked frantically, and stammered, “It’s, it’s alright.”

Jiang Yumian closed her eyes and snorted a laugh, her tone fatigued. “Don’t be modest. You’re great.”

She wondered if Chu Qianyuan’s method for Jing Xiaoyan would work on Jing Xiaoyan herself.

Jiang Yumian curved her lips into a smile. She tilted her head. The hand touching her face moved to her lips as she moved. She lowered her head, her lips lightly touching Jing Xiaoyan’s palm.

She chuckled softly. “A reward.”

Her palm was inevitably heated by the touch of her lips. It was so hot that Jing Xiaoyan’s heart trembled. She clenched her fist, her eyes darkening slightly. She pressed her hand against Jiang Yumian’s neck, forcing her to lift her head, and leaned down to kiss her again.

Jiang Yumian was hot. Her body, pressed against Jing Xiaoyan’s through the pajamas, kept exchanging temperatures. She kissed her until she lost all strength, collapsing completely into Jing Xiaoyan’s arms.

Her soft, tender voice was full of grievance. “No more kissing. I’m so tired.”

Her hand pushed on Jing Xiaoyan’s shoulder, and she complained with two dissatisfied snorts from her nose.

Jing Xiaoyan obediently stopped tormenting her. She got up and diligently cleaned up Jiang Yumian entirely, carefully tidied the bed, and only then held Jiang Yumian and lay down.

Only the dim night light remained in the room.

The two lay on the bed. Jiang Yumian nestled in her arms. After a few seconds, she lifted her head again. She opened her eyes tiredly, and their eyes met with Jing Xiaoyan, who was staring at her in a daze.

Jing Xiaoyan slowly snapped back to reality, collecting her scattered gaze and meeting hers. After two seconds of silence, she asked softly, “What are you looking at?”

Jiang Yumian pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes curved, looking at Jing Xiaoyan. She lifted her head and moved closer to her, their faces touching. Her voice was sweet. “Looking at you. You’re cute.”

Who could be cuter than Jing Xiaoyan?

No one.

Jing Xiaoyan’s eyes flashed. She secretly sniffed, contentedly inhaling Jiang Yumian’s scent. She thought she was already used to her calling her cute.

Forget it. Cute is cute. As long as others didn’t think so.

But she still lowered her eyes and sighed softly.

Alas…

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