Chapter 1754: Confession, Sweetness, I Like You Very Much (2)
Chapter 1754: Confession, Sweetness, I Like You Very Much (2)
"You..." Just as Yan Chi was about to speak, Jiang Ruan suddenly reached out and covered his mouth.
She tightly clutched a soda bottle in one hand, nervously observing the commotion on the other side.
The group of people soon came closer...
"...I almost won just now, if I could play one more round." This was the voice of their family’s Xiaojiu.
"Still want to play? Aren’t you worried about your sister being alone here?" Jiang Mutang laughed softly.
"My sister’s an adult, not a three-year-old. Even if she can’t find us, she can get home by herself." Jiang Ruan heard this and was a bit irritated; this was truly her biological brother.
"But my sister’s been acting weird recently, ever since she came back during the holidays, she’s been absent-minded." Old Ten spoke.
"I think my sister is thinking about a man." Xiaojiu laughed recklessly.
...
Jiang Ruan was so angry she almost lost her head. This little brat, talking nonsense behind her back.
Meanwhile, Yan Chi listened to their conversation and seemed to realize that these might be the people accompanying her. He looked down at the person pressing him against the tree, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Thinking...
About a man?
Jiang Ruan’s hand was still on his mouth, so when he slightly smiled, the corner of his lips brushed against her palm, instantly sending a tingling sensation that made her breath hitch. She then realized their posture was quite strange.
She, she had actually...
Pinned Yan Chi against a tree.
Their bodies were so close that the warm breath from his nose fell bit by bit on the back of her hand, scorching and burning.
She sensed something was off and instinctively loosened her hand to step back.
The next second...
Her wrist was grabbed, her entire body pulled, stumbling into his arms.
She instinctively wanted to cry out, but he murmured softly into her ear:
"They haven’t gone far."
The shout caught in her throat. She looked up at Yan Chi, one hand still clutching the soda bottle, slightly cool, and the other wrist gripped by him, the heat from his palm shockingly high.
With their positioning, Yan Chi leaned against the tree, his entire figure hidden in the shadow of the night, while the slanted moonlight highlighted Jiang Ruan’s face brightly.
So close, yet one in light, one in shadow, alternating in contrast.
Creating two distinct sensations.
Dangerous yet intriguing.
"Yan... senior." Jiang Ruan attempted to pull her wrist away.
"Am I that unsightly? At school, you didn’t want to be seen walking together, and even here in Beijing, it’s still the same..."
Yan Chi’s face was in the shadows, his already aggressive features now possessing an added layer of danger.
"Ruan Ruan——"
The soft calling of her name almost took half of Jiang Ruan’s spirit away.
Growing up, many called her by her nickname, but none could make her heart tremble like he did.
"Do you dislike me?"
Suddenly the tone softened a bit, Jiang Ruan’s breathing halted as she felt that pair of eyes hidden in shadow, dark and bright, inexplicably controlling her...
The hand holding her wrist was scorching hot, burning hot.
That heat, as if trying to burrow into her skin.
"I..." Jiang Ruan didn’t know how to answer his question.
Because Yan Chi asked if she disliked him?
This was a deadly question.
In truth, feelings of love are mysterious...
If you dislike or reject someone, you wouldn’t want to be close to them. If Jiang Ruan felt nothing but aversion to Yan Chi, given his nature, he wouldn’t repeatedly try to get close to her.
The initial stages of romance are probably filled with such constant probing and ambiguity.
Jiang Ruan’s heart trembled like crazy. She bit her lip, resisting a shiver, and reluctantly said:
"I don’t, I don’t dislike you."
"So, you do like?"
He lowered his head, seemingly closer to her, his voice deep.
"I..." Jiang Ruan was on the verge of a meltdown; what was going on with him tonight?
What kind of hopeful questions were these.
Just as she hesitated and fumbled, Yan Chi spoke:
"Ruan Ruan——"
"Hmm?"
He seemed even closer now. Jiang Ruan felt his fingers loosen slightly on her wrist, her arm slipped down, entirely enveloped by his hand, unlike before when he simply held her wrist, this time...
His fingers gently opened hers, slipped through the gaps of her fingers.
She could feel her fingers being unfolded, as if her heart was lightly pried open.
And then he entered.
With his fingers interlocked with hers, palms touching, both their hands were burning hot. Jiang Ruan even started sweating a bit from the heat.
"You’re tense? Your palm is so warm." Yan Chi smiled at her.