Chapter 82

Jiang Sisi amusingly lifted her hand to wipe Leng Xiang’s tears. “Why are you crying? I said all that not to make you cry.”

Leng Xiang’s tears still fell in large drops. Jiang Sisi used her fingertip to wipe them away, but they wet again soon after, even soaking her index finger completely.

Jiang Sisi said helplessly, “How are you such a crybaby? It’s like there’s a spring in your eyes.”

Jiang Sisi was someone who never said more than three sweet words in a row. Right after confessing, she couldn’t help but tease.

Leng Xiang said angrily, “It’s all your fault.”

Jiang Sisi smiled. “Alright, alright, it’s my fault.”

Leng Xiang wiped her tears with the back of her hand herself. The moment she lifted her gaze, her vision suddenly darkened.

Jiang Sisi had stood up and leaned over halfway, drawing close to her and blocking the bright moonlight behind.

She felt the coolness from Jiang Sisi’s body, like the slightly chilly night air and moonlight.

Her eyelashes trembled lightly. She lifted her eyes slightly, but then felt a warm, moist touch on her eyelids.

Jiang Sisi kissed her eyes.

Leng Xiang couldn’t help but flutter her eyelashes. Jiang Sisi chuckled softly and whispered, “Close your eyes.”

Leng Xiang closed her eyes.

The warm sensation lingered on her eyelids. She could feel Jiang Sisi’s breath, even hear her heartbeat.

Her own heart began to race wildly.

She kept her eyes closed as the kiss on her eyelid came and went faintly. It trailed down from the corner of her eye, gently sucking away all her tears, leaving only a trail of wetness.

Jiang Sisi’s lips moved a little lower, kissing her cheek, then kissing it again, as if she could never kiss enough.

Jiang Sisi said softly, “Sweet.”

Leng Xiang didn’t react for a moment and parted her lips slightly.

She seemed almost intoxicated by the amorous atmosphere and asked subconsciously, “What?”

Jiang Sisi laughed again. “Your tears—they’re sweet.”

Leng Xiang’s eyes widened slightly, her face flushing red.

Though she had slept with Jiang Sisi before, that was months ago. They had never been this intimate.

Now, their relationship had advanced by leaps and bounds overnight, so naturally, there were more things they could do.

Jiang Sisi kissed the tip of her nose. Their breaths intertwined, the ambiguity thickening the air.

Jiang Sisi whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

Leng Xiang half-closed her eyes, looking at Jiang Sisi.

Jiang Sisi rubbed her nose against Leng Xiang’s, her eyes dark and deep, like being submerged in an ocean.

Leng Xiang’s pink lips parted slightly, still misty with moisture.

Her lips were so close, yet Jiang Sisi patiently waited for Leng Xiang’s nod.

Leng Xiang’s heart suddenly softened, like a piece had collapsed inside, sour and swollen, bubbling with sweet little bubbles.

She lowered her gaze slightly, her chest tightening with a mix of sourness and sweetness.

She bit her lower lip and whispered, “Don’t ask me like that…”

Jiang Sisi let out a low chuckle. “Can’t I?”

A small spark of annoyance rose in her chest. She lifted her eyes to look at Jiang Sisi.

Jiang Sisi gazed at her tenderly, smiling.

Her heart softened again in an instant. She averted her gaze and said softly, “It’s not that you can’t…”

As soon as she said it, her face heated up further.

Jiang Sisi let out a low laugh from her throat. “Close your eyes.”

Leng Xiang’s breath hitched, her heart pounding fiercely, but she obediently closed her eyes.

This wasn’t their first kiss.

The last time had been that chaotic night, and Leng Xiang remembered Jiang Sisi had kissed her then too.

Her memory of that kiss wasn’t very clear. Of that night, she only remembered Jiang Sisi’s body being cool—and it still was now—but she didn’t recall the temperature of her lips.

Now she knew.

The swing was large. Jiang Sisi sat on it with her, turning sideways to kiss her.

Jiang Sisi’s lips were hot, her breath hot between them. At first, their lips just touched lightly as Jiang Sisi meticulously kissed every corner of her lips, gentle and thorough.

Then, seemingly unsatisfied with the shallow contact, she applied a bit more pressure, pressing their lips tightly together.

Leng Xiang had little experience and was kissed into a daze.

Their lips parted just a fraction. Leng Xiang puzzledly opened her eyes a little, looking at Jiang Sisi, her eyes still misty.

She looked so adorable like that. Jiang Sisi couldn’t hold back and planted another lingering kiss on her lips.

Jiang Sisi coaxed, “Let me kiss you a bit more, okay?”

Leng Xiang was still in a daze and asked subconsciously, “What?”

Jiang Sisi seized the moment and kissed her again, adding more force.

Leng Xiang felt a warm, dominant breath invade her lips. Wet, slick sounds spread in the quiet moonlight as their soft tongues entwined, sticky and intense.

Jiang Sisi kissed her until she could barely breathe. She leaned back, trying to escape the suffocating sensation, but Jiang Sisi’s hand had unknowingly pressed the back of her head, leaving her nowhere to flee.

“Mmph…”

When Jiang Sisi finally released her, Leng Xiang was gasping for air.

She turned her head away, panting lightly on the side, calming her drumming heartbeat.

Looking at Leng Xiang’s moist eyes, Jiang Sisi felt like a feather was tickling her heart.

Her gaze turned somewhat greedy.

She wanted to devour her.

To consume her bit by bit, completely.

Leng Xiang seemed to notice her greedy stare and turned back.

She blinked, and Jiang Sisi’s heart softened again suddenly.

She just wanted to hold her.

So Jiang Sisi reached out and pulled her fully into her embrace.

Jiang Sisi took a deep, long breath.

Held tightly in her arms after the kiss, Leng Xiang was still a bit out of it.

She sensed something off with Jiang Sisi and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Sisi smiled, nuzzling her face into Leng Xiang’s neck, inhaling her faint fragrance deeply before burying her face completely in the crook of her shoulder.

Bombarded by all the rubbing, kissing, and hugging, Leng Xiang’s heart melted into a puddle. Her voice was low and soft, like a lover’s whisper. “What’s really going on?”

With her face buried in the crook of her shoulder, Jiang Sisi turned her head slightly, her breath spraying directly onto Leng Xiang’s exposed collarbone.

Jiang Sisi kissed her collarbone. “I bared my heart and soul to you in my confession. Now it’s your turn.”

Her voice sounded a bit aggrieved.

Leng Xiang: “…”

Sure enough, if she didn’t stir up some mischief, she wouldn’t be Jiang Sisi.

Jiang Sisi lifted her face from the crook of her shoulder and looked at Leng Xiang.

She smiled tenderly, her eyes sparkling with starlight, like they held an entire galaxy.

Leng Xiang’s face heated under her gaze. All evening, she’d been in a hazy, dreamy state, her mind clouded with sweetness. Everything felt so fantastical and sweet.

Being with someone you liked was such a wonderful thing.

She said softly, “I’ve already let you kiss me. What more do you want to hear?”

Even this petulant complaint sounded exceptionally sweet.

Jiang Sisi kissed her cheek. “I want to hear when you fell for me.”

Leng Xiang’s gaze dodged. She looked away. “A long time ago. Nothing to say about it.”

Jiang Sisi pressed relentlessly. “When exactly?”

Leng Xiang couldn’t resist her. In the deep night, there was nothing she couldn’t say.

She whispered, “The moment I first heard about Xiao Yue, I realized I liked you.”

Jiang Sisi was surprised for a moment, then pulled her into her arms.

Leng Xiang continued, “Later, I thought about it for a long time—whether you liked me or not. I was so tormented until that day on set when you carried me back and cleaned my wound. I felt you couldn’t possibly have no feelings for me.”

“But I didn’t understand. If you liked me too, why didn’t you make it clear? I’d already told you I liked you long ago.”

Jiang Sisi thought of Leng Xiang’s outpouring to the Black Pool Boss and fell silent.

Leng Xiang’s eyes flickered. “There’s something I need to apologize for.”

“I saw your WeChat chat with Xiao Yue. I shouldn’t have looked, but I couldn’t resist.”

Jiang Sisi smiled. “I know.”

Leng Xiang jerked her head up to look at her.

Jiang Sisi said, “That night, when I unlocked my phone, the WeChat chat popped up. I remember looking at news before my shower.”

Leng Xiang’s face warmed.

She said, “So I was even more confused. Your phone unlock password is my birthday.”

“What were you thinking? You clearly like me but wouldn’t tell me and even lied.”

Jiang Sisi kissed her cheek. “I’m sorry.”

“Until today, when I saw Xiao Yue, I thought—if you won’t say it, I’ll go first. No difference anyway.”

Leng Xiang said softly, “You still beat me to it.”

Jiang Sisi chuckled lightly and kissed her again.

Her Xiangxiang was beautiful, kind, sincere, brave, full of passion.

How fortunate she was to hold her like this.

The two kissed again under the moonlight.

The moonlight and lake water were both quietly still, serene and gentle.

Suddenly, voices came from the other side of the lake.

Jiang Sisi and Leng Xiang, eyes closed and lost in their kiss, suddenly opened their eyes and turned toward the sound.

“There’s a lake here—it’s so pretty.”

“I knew Sisi’s family was rich, but this is too much.”

“You can see the stars from here. Should we just camp out tonight?”

Jiang Sisi: “…”

Leng Xiang: “…”

Interrupting people’s romance—aren’t you afraid of lightning striking you?!

From the other side of the lake came Wang Linlin’s faintly excited voice. “There’s a huge tree over there.”

Jiang Sisi pulled Leng Xiang down from the swing and hid behind a tree.

Jiang Sisi held Leng Xiang close, their bodies pressed tightly together, so near they could feel each other’s soft, warm forms.

Jiang Sisi lowered her gaze to Leng Xiang in her arms.

Leng Xiang looked up at her too, panic in her eyes. She whispered, “What do we do?”

Jiang Sisi said, “No worries. They’ll leave eventually.”

Leng Xiang grew anxious. “But when?”

Her eyes were so beautiful.

Jiang Sisi’s heart itched. “No rush. Let’s kiss a bit more.”

Leng Xiang: “…”

Was this woman a kissing fiend?

Kissing her actually felt pretty good—comfortable, even.

Leng Xiang resisted a little. “Not good—they’re still there.”

Jiang Sisi said, “It’s fine.”

She kissed her again.