Jiang Zhi rarely refused Jiang Yan's small requests, no matter how peculiar they might be, and this time was no exception.
However, that evening, when Jiang Yan came out after her shower, she saw Jiang Zhi lying on her princess-style small bed, shoeless, covered with her pink floral duvet.
Jiang Yan's bed looked even more diminutive with his tall frame occupying it.
Lying on her bed, Jiang Zhi playfully said with a straight face, "Baby, it's too dark. Your little girlfriend is scared and wants to sleep with you..."
As Jiang Zhi was speaking, he suddenly noticed the door move slightly. A familiar premonition washed over him—
Sure enough, Jiang's Mom, with trembling hands, entered the room carrying a plate of fruit, which she placed on the bedside table.
It was clear she had heard everything!
She didn't say a word, but her usual refined lady-like composure was completely gone. She gave Jiang Zhi a look that suggested she might be sick.
Jiang's Mom had, once again, refreshed her understanding of her son's shamelessness.
Perhaps because similar situations had occurred too often, Jiang Zhi surprisingly felt no psychological burden. Still nestled in Jiang Yan's blanket, he addressed his mother, "It's just our little game, Mom. Why are you making that face?"
Jiang Yan hurriedly waved her hands in panic, indicating her innocence.
Jiang's Mom nodded at Jiang Yan, showing she believed her. Then, she silently gazed at Jiang Zhi for two seconds with a hopeless look, as if seeing her son in a new light, before leaving the bedroom on unsteady feet.
It seemed the shock had been too much for her.
Dissatisfied with Jiang Yan's appalled look, Jiang Zhi threw off the blanket, got out of bed, pulled her onto it, and held her tightly. He pretended to be angry, "Are you disgusted with me? We've only been together for a few days, hm? Is this how you abandon your little girlfriend?"
Although Jiang Yan had only mentioned the "little girlfriend" title once, it was Jiang Zhi who kept claiming this identity... and he seemed to quite enjoy it.
Jiang Yan actually... quite liked it too. It felt a bit like forced affection.
Unable to resist the temptation, she struggled to free her hand from Jiang Zhi's grip and pinched his cheek like a lecherous old man, "How could I, darling? You're the only one I like."
Jiang Zhi had initially meant to tease her, but discovering how practiced his little girlfriend's movements were, he suddenly became alert.
Even though he had been with her for almost 24 hours, how could there still be things about her he didn't know?!
Jiang Zhi grabbed Jiang Yan's hand again, immobilizing her. He dangerously lowered his gaze and asked, "Who taught you that? You're so young, how do you know such things?"
Jiang Yan tried to resist, "You didn't think about how young I was when you kissed me, did you?"
"That's different," Jiang Zhi replied without hesitation, clearly holding a double standard. "I'm clean, I've never done anything messy, I only like you. But those people in bars might not be..."
Jiang Zhi was worried she might have gone to some private bar with her classmates and could have encountered danger.
Unable to resist, Jiang Yan had to come up with an age-appropriate excuse: "I learned it from TV."
In reality, one didn't need to go to bars. The internet alone could teach people quite a lot.
Jiang Zhi finally relaxed, releasing Jiang Yan's hand and lying down, eyeing her leisurely.
He not only shed his gentle mask in front of Jiang Yan but also looked at her with flirtatious eyes, rippling with allure, resembling a male model seducing an innocent girl. "Come on, continue teasing your big brother."
Jiang Yan then realized that Jiang Zhi's eyes had lost their usual indifference. The sense of distance disappeared instantly, and his gaze even seemed to have little hooks in it.
Jiang Yan remained motionless for a while, then, under Jiang Zhi's ambiguous gaze, she crawled on top of him... Who could resist a body and face like that of a top male model?
