A Promise in a Thought 119

Chapter 119

As night fell, Jiang Chenyin went to clear the dishes, while Bo Muyu went back to her room to tidy up the clothes she had brought from her business trip before taking a shower.

After her shower, Bo Muyu didn’t see Jiang Chenyin in the kitchen and walked towards the study. She quietly poked her head in at the doorway and, sure enough, saw her busy, her fingers nimbly dancing on the keyboard.

Jiang Chenyin hadn’t changed out of her formal clothes since she had come back. She had only taken off her suit jacket, her shirt sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, and one more button of her collar was undone. Under the lights, she was different from when she had gone to work, dressed impeccably. At this moment, she had an added touch of a gentle and charming grace, making one stop in their tracks.

Bo Muyu watched quietly for a dozen or so seconds. Just as she was about to leave, Jiang Chenyin looked up at the doorway and smiled. “You’ve finished your shower?”

“Mmm,” Bo Muyu said. Seeing that she was not yet finished, she smiled sensibly. “I’ll go back to my room and wait for you. You can finish your work first.”

“It’s a small matter, just a bit urgent,” Jiang Chenyin said, and seeing that the nightdress she was wearing was the new one she had bought last time, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly. “You can bring the cake to the study. We’ll eat it here.”

Seeing the joy in her eyes, Bo Muyu’s face turned a little red. “I’ll go right away,” she said and then turned and strode to the kitchen.

Bo Muyu brought the cake to the study, and Jiang Chenyin pulled up a chair for her to sit beside her. They each had a small plate. Bo Muyu cut a small piece of cake and placed it in front of her, and then silently ate on the side.

Jiang Chenyin did not touch her own portion. She typed on the keyboard and explained to Bo Muyu, “This is a small collaboration for my coffee shop. The manager sent me the electronic version of the contract from the other party. I took a look and feel that it’s not bad. I just need to mark some of the clauses that need to be revised now.”

Seeing her busy, Bo Muyu hesitated for a moment, then forked a little cream with her own fork and held it to Jiang Chenyin’s mouth, at the same time expressing her own opinion, “If you have a lot to do, you should leave the work of this shop to someone else. You’re already very busy.”

Jiang Chenyin glanced over, took the fork with a smile, and ate the cream, her voice a little muffled. “It’s just this once. And it’s still very nice to have a small shop of my own. It’s also a kind of fun to occasionally handle some things that are different from my main job.”

“As long as it doesn’t affect too much of your private time,” Bo Muyu nodded and continued to eat her cake.

Jiang Chenyin’s typing speed became faster and faster. After having the experience of feeding her cream once, Bo Muyu would then take a few bites herself and then feed Jiang Chenyin another bite, and she specifically chose the cream, so much so that some of it was smeared on the corners of her mouth.

When she once again picked out the cream from her own plate with a small fork and held it to Jiang Chenyin’s mouth, Jiang Chenyin’s eyes curved up, and she closed her laptop with a “thud,” turned slightly, and took her outstretched wrist with one hand, chuckling in a low voice, “You little rascal, what are you doing? You’ve gotten cream all over my mouth.”

Bo Muyu was suddenly taken aback, her face turning red. “Is your contract done?”

“Mmm… no problem,” Jiang Chenyin said, still eating the cream. The sweetness spread from her taste buds, just like the feeling of them being together at this moment. The corners of her lips curved up, and a smile bloomed. “Isn’t this nightdress very beautiful? I thought it would be a long time before you were willing to wear it.”

Bo Muyu pressed her lips together, put down her fork, and said in a small voice, “I tried it on by myself when you were on your business trip. It is indeed very beautiful, and it’s not that revealing either.”

What she had always been shy about was the piece of lace on the chest. At that time, she had thought to herself that since she was relatively thin, she might not be able to fill out the chest part of the nightdress, which would lead to a deeper V-neck.

But when Jiang Chenyin was not at home, she had tried it on and found that she had been completely overthinking it. This nightdress fit her very well. The lace part just happened to vaguely cover her chest, the undulating lines faintly hidden behind the mist, indescribably alluring.

Jiang Chenyin was listening intently to her review. She looked at the cream on the corner of Jiang Chenyin’s lips and wanted to laugh, so she decided to let her off, took a tissue, and leaned over to wipe the corner of her mouth.

Bo Muyu wiped it very carefully, because she knew that Jiang Chenyin would not stick out her tongue to lick the cream like she would.

But it was such a waste of cream to wipe it off…

Thinking of this, her movements became very slow, and the clock in the study seemed to have had its hands held back, and time paused.

Jiang Chenyin gazed at her deeply, her eyes filled with an intoxicating gentleness.

Bo Muyu was quiet for a moment. She moved the tissue from the corner of Jiang Chenyin’s lips, and in its place was her own light kiss, as light as a gentle breeze. Her cheeks were very red, and she recalled the steps Jiang Chenyin had taken when she had kissed her, and she shyly took Jiang Chenyin’s lower lip into her mouth.

She was proactive yet shy, her eyelids trembling, her eyes filled with the most ardent and pure emotion.

Jiang Chenyin would often restrain her desire to kiss Bo Muyu. She hoped to take it slow, because they were not an ordinary couple. She wanted both of them to get used to this changed relationship. She wanted to cherish her, she cared about her thoughts, and she was unwilling to make her feel bad in any aspect.

But at this moment, it was hard for her to hold back. The girl she cherished in her heart was kissing her with a flushed face. Even the lightest of kisses made it impossible for her to be rational.

“Come here. You’ll get tired sitting like that,” Jiang Chenyin said in a low, hoarse voice, pulling Bo Muyu up from the chair beside her. With a tightening of her arms, she pulled her into her embrace, and with a weight on her knees, she wrapped her arms around her waist.

Bo Muyu sat on Jiang Chenyin’s lap, her hands cupping the back of her head, and was soon conquered by her. The sweetness of the cream was on their lips and teeth, and the lingering and passionate kiss carried each other’s warmth, drawing the affection conveyed from their lips and tongues.

Bo Muyu’s thumb gently kneaded Jiang Chenyin’s earlobe, as if following the rhythm of their kisses, and a soft, fine moan reached their ears. Bo Muyu was suddenly panting, ashamed of the sound she had made, and wanted to bury her head in Jiang Chenyin’s shoulder.

She gave her shoulder a little push, a glint of moisture in her eyelashes.

“Did I make you uncomfortable?” Jiang Chenyin’s tone was hoarse, her first thought to care for Bo Muyu’s feelings, and she gently took her lower lip into her mouth and murmured.

“No…” Bo Muyu shook her head, lowering it to touch foreheads with Jiang Chenyin.

Jiang Chenyin’s breathing was heavy, and her chest was also heaving. She tried to kiss her again. The latter subconsciously tightened her grip on the back of her head, her thumb stroking her hair, and they continued to kiss lingeringly.

Jiang Chenyin’s hand gently stroked Bo Muyu’s waist. Through the silky nightdress, she could feel her body’s warmth. She gently stroked her flat abdomen, and after a while, she returned to her lower back, lingering with reluctance.

Because of their posture, their bodies were not pressed tightly together. Jiang Chenyin’s neck was a little sore from kissing with her head tilted back for a long time. But Bo Muyu couldn’t take it even faster. She let out a couple of soft hums and pushed her away, lying softly on her, panting delicately.

Jiang Chenyin stroked her back and kissed her neck with affection, her scorching breath on her skin. “You little glutton. Are you still going to eat the cake…”

Bo Muyu shook her head lazily, shrank back, and rubbed her face against Jiang Chenyin’s, her breathing still rapid. “No more. Didn’t you say you have something to discuss with me?”

“Mmm, it’s what I mentioned to you before…” Jiang Chenyin tried her best to suppress the restlessness that had just been stirred up, her voice, because it was low and hoarse, had an added touch of a seductive flavor. “Let’s go back to my place to live together. I have a lot of things I need to use there. It’s not convenient for us to live here.”

“Mmm, then I’ll find a time to talk to my parents again,” Bo Muyu said, affectionately sniffing the faint fragrance in her hair. After hearing Jiang Chenyin’s satisfied laugh, a mischievous thought arose, and she lowered her head to say, “Auntie Yin, you seem to really want to live with me.”

“From the sound of that… you don’t want to live with me?” Jiang Chenyin narrowed her eyes, a half-smile on her face, with a hint of a dangerous meaning.

“Can I not live with you?” Bo Muyu bit her lip, unable to suppress a low laugh.

Jiang Chenyin kissed her lips and sighed softly, “You can’t. It’s too late.”

She felt that the air conditioner in the study was a little cold, and she hummed and snuggled into Jiang Chenyin’s embrace again. This kiss was not as passionate as before. The two of them gently and slowly sucked and kissed each other’s lips, their tongues touching very lightly, and they would even let out a low laugh when they occasionally separated.

“Auntie Yin…”

Bo Muyu couldn’t help but call her. Jiang Chenyin responded with a kiss, blocking her increasingly weak calls.

“Auntie Yin…” Bo Muyu paused, bit her lip, and murmured in a low voice, “Can I call you by your name? It feels like… at this time… to call you as I used to… it feels like… mmm…”

Jiang Chenyin’s face turned red as she continued to kiss her, successfully blocking the last word.

Only after several minutes did Jiang Chenyin let go of her. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was even weaker. “Can’t I?”

“Of course you can. You can call me whatever you want,” Jiang Chenyin said, wiping the corners of her eyes and smiling helplessly. “But you’re not allowed to say that word just now, the last one.”

“Inc…”

“Still saying it?” Jiang Chenyin promptly sucked on Bo Muyu’s lips, with a hint of a threat.

She was really so ashamed in her heart. She knew that her relationship with Bo Muyu was actually like that, but when that word was brought up so openly, she still couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt. This was her good friend’s child, the child she had watched grow from a child to an adult.

Bo Muyu probably understood her thoughts. She rubbed her nose against hers with a pained heart and asked haltingly, “Then can I call you by your name at home? Or, your nickname?”

“You can try and see which one is more comfortable for you to say,” Jiang Chenyin said, letting her decide without minding, and smiled with great interest.

Bo Muyu blinked, and her red, moist lips from the kiss slowly opened and closed. “Liu’er?”

The two of them laughed together. Bo Muyu shook her head. “Something seems a little strange.”

She thought for a moment, her gaze filled with tenderness, and let Jiang Chenyin’s name linger on her lips. “Chenyin?”

Her clear voice always sounded clean and transparent, and one could associate it with her equally pure eyes. Having just kissed her lover, her voice was a little hoarse and weak, with a charm that made one feel affectionate.

“Chenyin…” Bo Muyu repeated the name, her two small canine teeth showing as she smiled. “I like this.”

“I like it too,” Jiang Chenyin said, completely submitting to her, a smile on her face. “Then let’s call each other that from now on.”

“Mmm…” Bo Muyu said, holding Jiang Chenyin’s head, a little happy. “Then you don’t have to call me anything else. The way you call me has always been different from others. My parents, Sister Chuwan, my senior, and other friends all call me ‘Xiaoyu.’ Only you are different.”

Jiang Chenyin smiled and said, “That’s because I’ve always been used to calling people by two characters of their name.” She paused, her eyes filled with a lush gentleness. “But I can still give you a pet name, like little crybaby, little glutton.”

“You’re always giving me nicknames now, just like Sister Lan…” Bo Muyu bit her ear.

Jiang Chenyin smiled without a word, letting Bo Muyu bite her ear and rub her cheek like a spoiled child.

“Are you going to resume your fitness routine when you get back?” Bo Muyu suddenly asked her. “Are your abs going to disappear?”

Jiang Chenyin teased along, “They’ll disappear if you don’t come back with me.”

Bo Muyu looked at her suspiciously, and as she looked, a thought stirred in her mind, and she leaned close to her ear. “Let me touch and see.”

“No,” Jiang Chenyin’s brow twitched, and her ears began to burn.

Seeing Jiang Chenyin turn her face away, and her ears even redder, the thought that had just been a casual one became persistent. She unconsciously licked the corner of her lips, and thinking of their kiss just now, she took the initiative to kiss her again, her tongue tracing her lips as she had done before.

“Just a touch…” she requested indistinctly.

Like a kitten scratching at her heart with its paw, Jiang Chenyin sighed, put her hand in her black hair, and kissed her back.

Receiving Jiang Chenyin’s tacit approval, Bo Muyu’s kiss became absent-minded, her thoughts all on Jiang Chenyin’s clothes. Jiang Chenyin felt her shirt being pulled up, and the buttons were unbuttoned from the bottom up to the second one and then stopped.

Jiang Chenyin was panting softly. She pressed Bo Muyu’s head, trying to distract her. Who knew that the next second, a delicate hand would press against her abdomen? This was like an electric shock. She almost let out a soft gasp and quickly bit her lip, pulling Bo Muyu.

“Alright, you’ve already touched it. Get ready to go back to your room,” Jiang Chenyin’s voice was hoarse, her eyelids drooping as she held Bo Muyu’s hand with one hand and pulled her own clothes down with the other.

Bo Muyu carefully observed Jiang Chenyin’s face. She seemed a little unwilling and unhappy. She quickly looked at her own hand. A little bit of her nail was showing from her delicate fingers. Was that the problem? Maybe she had accidentally scratched her with her nail just now. The things she had looked up online also said that it was best not to have long nails.

Bo Muyu clenched her fists, said “mmm,” and thought to herself, I will definitely not forget to cut my nails in the future.