Chapter 38

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His words were too suggestive, ah. Xu Lian gasped a breathy ‘yes,’ any semblance of drowsiness disappearing from expression.

As Xiang ChangKong moved away, Xu Lian followed to sit up. She felt a chill towards her chest area, and when she looked down, she saw that the neckline of her shirt was open, her bra in full view.

“……” Xiang ChangKong also noticed and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have pulled off some of her shirt buttons just now. “The buttons should be on the bed somewhere.”

His face was burning red as he lowered his head and helped Xu Lian find her buttons. However, Xu Lian’s buttons were quite small, so despite looking for some time, they only found one.

Xiang ChangKong’s head remained lowered, and his eyes averted as he said: “I-I’ll look for similar buttons.”

Xu Lian found his red ears funny. This man, who bravely kissed her just now, was now as shy as a virgin.

She smiled as she closed her shirt. “It doesn’t matter. I should have some spare buttons at home.”

“Oh, ok, um…then let me help you sew this button on first.” There’s no way he would let her just walk out of his room like this…

Xu Lian was a little surprised. “You know how to sew?”

This was quite an obscure skill in men.

Holding the one button they found, Xiang ChangKong opened his wardrobe and took out a sewing box. “Well, it’s just sewing a button. It’s shouldn’t be difficult.”

“Oh.” Xu Lian tilted her head and asked curiously: “Then, can you do a cross-stitch?”

“…..” Xiang ChangKong started to mutter to himself. “I’ve never tried, but it shouldn’t be difficult. One just needs to be patient.”

He pulled the broken threads off the button, and after finding a thread of the same color in his sewing box, he said: “Take off your shirt.”

If it had been a button on her cuff, he could’ve just started sewing like this, but sewing something on the chest area was somewhat…sensitive.

Xu Lian didn’t think much of his request, and without further ado, she unbuttoned the rest of her shirt, pulled it off, and gave it to Xiang ChangKong.

Xiang ChangKong: “……..”

He silently accepted the shirt, then picked up his quilt and offered it to Xu Lian: “Here, cover up so you don’t catch a cold.”

Xu Lian wrapped the blanket around her body and watched as his ears once again turned red. She couldn’t help but let out a low laugh.

Xiang ChangKong sewed very quickly. Xu Lian watched as he put the thread through a needle, pierce the fabric two or three times, then cut off the excess thread.

“Here, put it on.” Xiang ChangKong said.

“Un.” Xu Lian got out of the quilt, and composedly wore the offered shirt. With Xiang ChangKong watching her, she slowly buttoned her blouse.

This time, because he knew what to expect and mentally prepared himself, Xiang ChangKong didn’t react as much. He even watched Xu Lian fasted her buttons one by one in relative calm.

Although with only one button added to the shirt, it only went from ‘open chest’ to ‘low-cut’.

Xiang ChangKong could still see Xu Lian’s bra peeking out. With a cough, he finally raised his gaze back up to her eyes and asked: “Do you want to sleep a little longer?”

Xu Lian shook her head. “No.” She had been so excited a little while ago that she was no longer in the mood to sleep.

“Then, do you want to watch some TV?”

Xu Lian thought for a bit, then asked: “What are you going to do?”

Xiang ChangKong replied: “Studying.” There were a bunch of textbooks on his desk, open and ready. Xu Lian didn’t want to disturb his studying, so with a wink, she asked: “Why don’t you pick out a book for me to read?”

Xiang ChangKong looked through his books, then finally said: “There aren’t any books here that you’ll be able to understand.”

Xu Lian: “….”

Alright, sorry to have troubled you.

“Xiang Nuan has some novels in her room. I’ll get some.” Xiang ChangKong said. He left his room and came back with a pile of books which he handed to Xu Lian. “Look through these. Is there anything you find interesting?”

It has to be said that Xiang Nuan’s books were quite eclectic. She had romance novels, suspense novels, and thrillers too. Xu Lian read the blurbs of all the books, then picked the one she was most interested in. With her back against the headboard of Xiang ChangKong’s bed, she started reading.

At the same time, Xiang Nuan and her friends were going crazy in their group chat.

Nuan Nuan traveling the world: You might not believe this…but Big Sister is currently in my brother’s room! And, and, my brother came just now to borrow a bunch of my books, saying that it was for big sister….meow, meow?

Studying causes baldness: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, you’re killing me.

Do a question for five minutes paralyzed for an hour: Love between two consenting adults is quite different, ah (‘ ▽ ` )

Studying causes baldness: Maybe they’ve already done it? (smoking.jpg)

(T/N: smoking.jpg is like a reaction gif/meme)

Nuan Nuan traveling the world: No way, my brother can’t be that fast!

Studying causes baldness:………..

Do a question for five minutes paralyzed for an hour:…………..

[Nuan Nuan traveling the world deleted a message]

Studying causes baldness: I’ve already taken a screenshot.

Xiang Nuan: “……”

After an afternoon of study, a knock on Xiang Nuan’s door made her realize it was already dinner time. Xiang ChangKong came back with the books he had borrowed, and Xiang Nuan watched her brother put her books away. With a complicated expression, she asked: “Brother….did you actually spend the whole afternoon studying?”

“Yeah.”

Xiang Nuan: “…….”

Xiang Nuan was feeling a myriad of emotions during the entire meal. But then, Xiang ChangKong mentioned wanting to send Xu Lian home.

Xiang Nuan happily took over the chore of washing the dishes and winked at her brother. “Brother, are you coming back tonight?” Of course, Xiang Nuan didn’t expect Xiang ChangKong to come back at all. After all, they held back all afternoon; Xu Lian felt very sorry for them.

Xiang ChangKong’s ears turned red. Flicking his sister’s forehead, he said: “Go to bed early. If you don’t understand something in your exercises, just mark them down. I’ll help you with them when I get back.”

“Oh….” Pretending that she didn’t know her brother’s plans to stay out all night, Xiang Nuan said: “Then go already, go. Don’t make big sister wait, ah.”

Xiang ChangKong: “………”

When Xiang ChangKong finally went downstairs, Xu Lian was already in her car. When she saw him coming down, she honked her horn to signal him.

Xu Lian had already driven to Xiang ChangKong’s home plenty of times, so even at night, she was very familiar with the route.

When they arrived at her house, she took off her coat and threw it on the sofa. “I’ll find the spare buttons for my shirt.”

“Alright.” Xiang ChangKong followed her into the bedroom, then suddenly thought of something. “Do you have any sewing tools at home?”

“……” Xu Lian thought for a good long while but still ended up being unsure. “There should be.”

Xu Lian went into her wardrobe, opened a drawer and started rummaging through. After a while, she found the spare buttons for her shirt. Coming out of her closet with the buttons, she said: “Here they are.”

She placed the buttons on Xiang ChangKong’s hand and said: “Help me take my shirt off.”

“…..” Xiang ChangKong’s hand tightened its grip on the buttons, then slowly released. He placed the buttons on a nearby dressing table, then, like how Xu Lian slowly unbuttoned her shirt this afternoon, undid her buttons one by one.

Xu Lian’s chest rose, then fell, ever so slightly. When Xiang ChangKong finally removed her shirt off her, Xu Lian reached out to hug him. With a pull, they both fell on the big bed behind her.

As she watched him, Xu Lian noticed Xiang ChangKong’s eyes slowly darken. He raised a hand and gently traced her eyebrows with his fingers. When he moved down to her eyes, Xu Lian was already panting. Xu Lian unzipped Xiang ChangKong’s coat and pulled it open. She looked straight into his eyes as she said: “You take off your clothes too.”

With a low chuckle, Xiang ChangKong raised his hands and took his sweater, his muscles flexing as he loomed over her. Xu Lian’s hands couldn’t help but climb up from his abdomen to his chest, similar to how he had touched her moments before.

Xiang ChangKong’s voice was beginning to turn husky, and Xu Lian delighted in this slight change of Xiang ChangKong. That change was because of her.

Feeling her enthusiasm, Xiang ChangKong bent down and hugged Xu Lian, whispering in her ear as he did so. “Don’t worry, we have all night.”

Xu Lian deliberately let out a moan, trying to seduce him. In front of Xiang ChangKong, she could never act reserved, like how a girl should be. But nevertheless, Xu Lian liked doing this with him. Especially when his body would tighten, his muscles feeling very solid and powerful underneath her hands. It made her feel like her soul was about to be torn asunder.

Admittedly, her boldness was something Xiang ChangKong immensely enjoyed too. Xu Lian’s breath underneath him, caressing his skin…it was something he could get addicted to. Something that made him feel very unwilling to ever part from her.

Qing Nan street, in Wei YiChen’s bar.

Ah Mao was reporting to Wei YiChen: “Those two people are often in and out of Qian Liang’s territory.”

Wei YiChen frowned and threw out a dart. “Qian Liang.”

He didn’t have a very good impression of the man. Qian Liang was a frequenter of Qing Nan street, and everyone called him Brother Liang. This Brother Liang wasn’t very clean, but as long as one didn’t cross the line, the people of Qing Nan street wouldn’t interfere with each other.

Wei YiChen let another dart fly, then put on his coat. He said to Ah Mao: “I’ll be going out for a while. Watch the bar.”

Ah Mao was uneasy and followed him. “Brother Chen, where are you headed? I’ll go with you.”

Wei YiChen shook his head. It would be inconvenient to do things with other people as it would attract attention. “I’ll be back, don’t follow me.”

He left his bar alone and went to Qian Liang’s bar first. But the bartender said that he wasn’t in. Wei YiChen looked around the bar but ultimately left with a frown on his face.

Well, he knew that Qian Liang had another nest.

He turned seven or eight corners and into several alleys and finally stopped in front of a two-story Chinese-style building. Qing Nan street was made up of such small lanes. It was hard for ordinary people to walk through here without getting lost.

When Wei YiChen first came here, he had lost his temper several times because of these maze-like alleys. Now though, he could walk through Qing Nan street with his eyes closed.

Several lanterns were hanging on the small building in front of him, but they were all dark. There wasn’t a single light around the area. Wei YiChen stood in front of the door for a long while. When he finally stepped forward, a figure suddenly appeared from inside.

Wei YiChen quickly dodged the figures sudden attack, but before he could straighten, the figure put out another fist. Wei YiChen instinctively blocked the punch, but suddenly, a dagger slipped out of his opponent’s sleeve and swiped towards his arm.

The resulting sharp pain made Wei YiChen’s scalp numb, and he could feel warm blood gurgling out of his wound. Wei YiChen pressed on his injured arm, looked up at the building, then shouted at the man standing at the door. “Qian Liang, what’s the meaning of this?”

Qian Lian smiled and lighted the lantern he was holding. His face gradually became visible in the warm yellow light. “That was just to give you a warning. Don’t think you can order your subordinates to check on my affairs without me knowing.”

He stepped forward and casually approached Wei YiChen. “You’d better not meddle, or…” He deliberately trailed off. “I heard that Zhu Bing went to your girlfriend’s store to make trouble?”

Wei YiChen, who hadn’t even called out after being injured, suddenly turned white. He stared at the man in front of him and calmly warned: “She’s not my girlfriend. You better not provoke her.”

Qian Liang smiled. “I don’t really like to bully women either, ah. Everyone minds their own business Qing Nan street. Brother Chen is smart enough to understand, right?’