When people are at their most awkward moments, they somehow stop blushing.
That’s exactly the case with Jiang Ran. At least under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t dare to stare openly at such a place on someone else—partly out of embarrassment, and partly because she was afraid of developing a stye. It wouldn’t be worth it for such an ugly thing.
Jiang Ran remained calm, naturally taking the item out of her shopping cart. Taking advantage of the empty surroundings, she placed it back on the shelf and said casually, “Oh, you don’t like it? Then we can just leave it.”
Bei Jiao was genuinely impressed by this woman.
Right now, he deeply regretted everything he had done that night—everything she had said, he had obeyed.
She said to turn off the lights, so he never turned them on the entire time.
She said not to eat, so he never let his hard-on rise past her hips.
She said not to touch, so he never let her touch even once…
If only he had been a bit more ruthless, at the very least she would know the size of what she had once enjoyed.
“Did you do this on purpose?” He asked.
Jiang Ran glanced at him with a slow lift of her eyelids. The look of confusion in her eyes made him feel frustrated for another couple of seconds. It seemed she hadn’t done it on purpose, and even now she still thought there was nothing wrong.
“The smallest size,” he took a deep breath, exhaling slowly to keep his temper in check. “It’s not even as thick as my finger when stretched out. How could I like it?”
Oh, that’s why.
Jiang Ran had just been wondering why he looked so murderous earlier. If it was just shyness, his reaction didn’t seem quite right. It turned out it was an issue of pride.
She found it a bit amusing, her lips curling into a smile. “Isn’t it supposed to be the corpus cavernosum? Can’t you just squeeze it a bit?”
“It doesn’t squeeze. It’s the corpus cavernosum, but not the kind you think. Did you sleep through biology class in middle school?” He practically hissed through his teeth. “It’s way off.”
Jiang Ran hadn’t even had the chance to tell him that she just wanted to buy one to study its structure. She hadn’t thought of him at all when she picked it up—well, maybe just a little, briefly wondering if there would ever come a day when he might need such a thing.
“Fine, I’ll put them all back,” she said in a conciliatory tone.
Unfortunately, Bei Jiao had already stopped paying attention to her.
He stepped aside, grabbed his bottled water, paid quickly, and was ready to leave.
Seeing him about to go, Jiang Ran became even more curious about the size difference between small and large. She decided to buy one of each size and take them home to check—
But just as she picked up the large size box, the man at the door suddenly turned back, “Don’t mess around. This brand won’t work.”
Jiang Ran, holding the box with the prominent Japanese characters for “Okamoto,” looked confused. She thought to herself, how do you know it won’t work? Have you used it before? What about our mutual commitment to purity?
Before she could ask, Bei Jiao lowered his gaze and said naturally, “Japanese brands tend to be smaller. None of them will work.”
After dropping that line, he unscrewed the cap of his water bottle and took a sip. His Adam’s apple moved as he swallowed. The automatic door of the supermarket opened in front of him, and he walked out expressionlessly.
His tall, well-built figure contrasted sharply with Jiang Ran, who stood beside the checkout counter holding a box of condoms, dazed. It wasn’t until his figure disappeared from sight that Jiang Ran realized he was being so proud about nothing.
…
That evening, as expected, Jiang Ran was called in for a talk by Li Xingnan.
That dog probably thought he had found a patron and told Li Xingnan everything that happened at the convenience store, which led to the scene of the man sitting on a barstool in the restaurant, swirling whiskey in his glass and giving a lecture.
“You can joke about anything, but not about this. One day you’ll regret it.”
The second before, Jiang Ran was glaring at Qiu Nian for letting him in.
Now her attention was diverted again. One day, sarcasm might become the weapon that kills her—even though Li Xingnan wasn’t wielding that weapon at the moment—it didn’t stop her competitive nature from rising. She turned her head and asked, “How would I regret it? Because I picked the small size, he’ll become small forever, and I won’t be sexually fulfilled anymore?”
Li Xingnan’s expression froze like a tire screeching to a halt.
Look, she still had a solid grasp of theory. Her sentence used multiple rhetorical devices and sarcasm, making Ajue and Qiu Nian laugh uncontrollably.
But Li Xingnan couldn’t laugh.
He tilted his head back and downed the whiskey in one gulp. The alcohol started to kick in, his gaze darkening as he looked at Qiu Nian. “You’re laughing pretty hard? Do you still remember what happened when you first realized that Japanese condoms were the wrong size?”
Qiu Nian stopped laughing.
Of course she remembered.
One year, they went skiing in Japan. It was the first time she and Li Xingnan traveled alone together. In Hakuba, Nagano, one day after dinner, they went to the convenience store intending to buy pudding to eat while soaking in the hot spring. Passing the shelf, she impulsively pointed at the item (also Okamoto) on the shelf and said, “I heard this brand is famous.”
Li Xingnan glanced at it and said, “It won’t work.”
Unlike Jiang Ran, Qiu Nian was braver. She burst out laughing and, in the most provoking tone possible, said lightly, “Hear you boast.”
Then things went wrong.
The next day, she always felt like speaking loudly would dislocate her jaw. And this incident directly caused their originally planned romantic progress during their trip to Japan to be postponed for months because of her fear…
It’s hard to say whether Li Xingnan regretted it.
But judging from his behavior at the hot spring hotel at that time, he didn’t regret it at all.
Li Xingnan put down the glass, staring at Qiu Nian’s stunned face, saying, “Do you know what I was thinking back then? Coincidentally, Bei Jiao is thinking the same thing now. You’d better save Jiang Ran.”
Jiang Ran asked, “What did you two do?”
Qiu Nian thought for a moment. This was a serious matter, and these days she had just managed to have a normal conversation with Li Xingnan. “That mutt… have you seen it?”
Jiang Ran asked, “Is it what you’re implying?”
Li Xingnan looked at Ajue, who nodded. Li Xingnan also said, “I saw it once when going to the bathroom.”
Jiang Ran understood. After all, there weren’t that many good things to share while going to the bathroom.
At this point, Qiu Nian asked again, “Is it the regrettable size?”
Li Xingnan sighed. This time, Ajue said, “Yes.”
He said it decisively. Qiu Nian immediately looked at Jiang Ran with sympathy. The mournful atmosphere in the room was immediately set, making people feel a bit uneasy.
Jiang Ran dropped the joking attitude and defended herself, “Why are you all looking at me like that? I just wanted to take one home to see what it looked like inside. What does it have to do with him? I just randomly picked the small size, what could I do? And he just happened to walk in when I picked it up. It’s not like I waved at him from far away and said, ‘Hey, look at this thing I found that’s perfect for you!'”
Qiu Nian: “…”
Li Xingnan: “…”
Ajue: “…”
Faced with the three people in the room falling silent together, Jiang Ran felt she was too innocent. With this new grudge added to the old one, he would only think of her as malicious.
Jiang Ran: “He just thinks too badly of me!”
Ajue said a fair thing, “Maybe it’s because you left the next morning after sleeping with him?”
Jiang Ran: “I came the same way, right? Why do I have to write an 800-word essay and submit an application report when leaving?”
What she said made a bit of sense.
The people present were convinced and stopped trying to persuade her, since no one really knew what was going on between the two… Ajue and Li Xingnan stopped at that, sitting together to play games. Qiu Nian scooted next to Jiang Ran, “You should still talk to him.”
Jiang Ran said, okay.
Then she picked up her phone and texted Bei Jiao—
[Whose little Ran Ya: Don’t misunderstand. The box of condoms this afternoon wasn’t bought for you.]
The other side replied with a screen full of question marks.
[Whose little Ran Ya: I just wanted to see for myself.]
[Bei Jiao: What’s there to see? Are you going to use it yourself?]
[Whose little Ran Ya: Can’t I use it? I’m keeping it for the day when I might need it.]
Like when the water supply is cut off, I can store water and use it to brush my teeth the next day?
[Bei Jiao: ?]
He really liked using question marks recently.
Jiang Ran picked up her phone, her face full of “see, I told you so,” and shoved it in front of Qiu Nian. Qiu Nian leaned over to look, “I just hate that I can’t put emojis on my face. Otherwise, I’d screenshot this string of question marks and stick them on my face.”
Jiang Ran: “Then what should I say!”
Qiu Nian pushed her, like a mean mother-in-law, whispering, “Don’t you know why he’s upset! Just honestly and painstakingly tell him with your mouth that that morning you left early wasn’t because you wanted to abandon him—”
Jiang Ran was puzzled: “Then what did I want to do?”
Qiu Nian: “How would I know what you wanted to do! Just not abandoning him!”
Jiang Ran “oh”ed.
[Whose little Ran Ya: That morning I left early wasn’t because I didn’t want to take responsibility.]
She thought for a moment and added.
[Whose little Ran Ya: Do you think you’re really smart enough to threaten me? If I wasn’t willing, that postcard would never have ended up in your hands.]
After setting the stage, she moved on to the conclusion.
[Whose little Ran Ya: That postcard was important, quite important to me, it had a different meaning… But I wouldn’t really be so stupid as to knock on your door in the middle of the night for it.]
She increasingly felt Bei Jiao was stupid.
[Whose little Ran Ya: Honestly, I don’t even know what you’re angry about. Was it because I left early before you woke up and talked? I thought about it, but there’s really nothing to say. Do you have anything important you need to tell me?]
Of course, Bei Jiao didn’t.
So finally, Jiang Ran added one last sentence.
Whose little Ran Ya: Don’t be angry anymore, it’s inexplicable.
Thus, a full-length, sarcastic message was completed.
Qiu Nian couldn’t interfere in this matter, so all she could do was lie on the sofa behind Jiang Ran, lowering her head to watch Jiang Ran sitting on the floor sending messages one by one, marveling at how each message was more provocative than the last—
直到最后一句”别生气了，莫名其妙”，堪称点睛之笔。
If Bei Jiao hadn’t died of anger after reading the previous parts, then by this point, he should have breathed his last.
Qiu Nian almost wanted to take out her phone and open her contact list to copy along, then post it online. It would surely become a classic example of the “male chauvinist essay” for generations to come.
After sending the message, Jiang Ran waited nervously for a while, but the other side remained silent, as if dead.
Jiang Ran waited from 8:30 PM until 12:30 AM. According to her memory, except for the day they were fooling around, the well-behaved dog should have already curled up in his little blanket by now.
No matter how she tried to comfort herself that he just hadn’t checked his phone, Jiang Ran came to a conclusion: “He’s still angry.”
Qiu Nian was holding a glass of red wine to help her sleep. Upon hearing this, she said indifferently, “I can’t figure out what’s so hard about this conclusion that it took you four hours to get it.”
Jiang Ran threw her phone away, lying back on the sofa and feeling wronged: “Dating is really hard.”
Qiu Nian finished her glass of red wine and said coldly, “Maybe the mutt thinks the same way too.”
…
Jiang Ran thought that since it was like this, she shouldn’t send text messages anymore. Some things were better explained in person—
In person, he couldn’t pretend not to understand Chinese.
Moreover, somehow, she felt that compared to being tough in texts, when he was actually standing in front of her, he probably wouldn’t dare to leave after she was done speaking.
The next day, Jiang Ran got up early with great sincerity.
She didn’t eat breakfast, having no appetite, and put a candy in her pocket before going up the mountain for a round, but didn’t see Bei Jiao.
The candy “crackled” from the left cheek to the right, but she didn’t have the patience to look for him on every ski trail. At the cable car transfer station, she randomly grabbed a clubmate, asking in the midst of his confusion, “Have you seen Bei Jiao?”
“Yeah, he’s with that group from Chongli at the G索 park!” The colleague hesitated for a moment, “Are you looking for him?”
The two were barely acquainted. What did Jiang Ran want with him?
“Yeah, I borrowed something from him the other day. I’m returning it.”
Jiang Ran said casually and took the cable car up. She turned left onto the G-cableway, made a turn halfway down the mountain, and arrived at the park. From afar, she could hear a crowd cheering—
The park’s atmosphere was always like this, more street-style, with a group gathered together, lively and relaxed.
Jiang Ran saw Bei Jiao from afar. He was wearing all white ski gear today, standing among the crowd. Because of the limitations of the park’s terrain, the jumpers weren’t very tall… His height of over 1.8 meters stood out like a telephone pole.
They were lining up for the medium jump platform. There were several people Jiang Ran didn’t know around. One of them wasn’t even wearing a helmet. A kid who looked about eighteen or nineteen was about to go. He bent down to attach his board, stood up, patted his hair, and was about to start—
But was suddenly pulled back.
Bei Jiao bent down and said something to him, then took off the helmet hanging on his waist and put it on the kid’s head. With a pat on the back, he signaled that the kid could go.
The kid seemed to want to argue, but as soon as he opened his mouth and looked up, he saw the serious expression on the face in front of him: obviously, their leader wasn’t in a good mood today.
The hastily spoken words were swallowed back into his throat.
Jiang Ran stood behind with her hands clasped behind her back, watching. Sweet-tasting saliva slid down her throat from the back of her tongue.
It would be Beijiao’s turn next. Before setting off, he habitually tugged at his gloves. At that moment, someone clapped their hands nearby. He glanced sideways at that person and then took off.
A small jump launched from the starting platform. After placing his straight board down, he picked up speed quickly and smoothly approached the jump.
At the takeoff point, he leapt upward, jumping very high. To someone unfamiliar with the terrain of the park (such as Jiang Ran), it seemed he timed his jump to reach the apex of the parabolic arc under gravitational acceleration—
This gave him ample height and time to perform his tricks.
He bent down to grab his board, leaned his entire body backward, and then flipped in midair!
The mid-air moves were executed so fast that it was almost impossible to see what exactly he did. As the parabola gradually approached the ground, he had been tightly coiled up in the air, but now began to relax his body. Finally, with a “thud” as his snowboard hit the ground, amidst the flying snow dust, he stood upright, his figure indistinct until he emerged from the dust!
“Nice! Nice!”
“Go, Dog Brother!”
“Double cork 720°! Amazing! I told him to sign up for the park event too back at the Tonghua competition this year!”
Jiang Ran hadn’t realized when Beijiao had become so good at park skiing.
He had been really busy in Chongli.
Jiang Ran stood on the hill watching him land. Then, he caught the edge of his board facing uphill. Beijiao waved toward the top of the hill and pointed toward the small cabin downhill, indicating he was going there for a drink—
By then, Jiang Ran still didn’t know whether he had seen her or not.
Maybe he had seen her but pretended not to.
A candy pressed against her cheek, coating it with a layer of sugar. She licked it with her tongue and followed him down the slope on her snowboard—
“Hey, Beijiao, why are you going to rest right after heading up the mountain today?”
“Don’t know.”
“Are you blind? Didn’t you notice he’s not in a good mood?”
“He hasn’t spoken more than three sentences all morning.”
“Yeah, yeah, just now he told me to wear a helmet. I originally wanted to say no, but when I looked up at him, I couldn’t bring myself to say a word… Well, safety first.”
Jiang Ran expressionlessly glided past the lively group of park skiers.
She arrived just as Beijiao was pulling open the door of the small cabin at the foot of the hill.
After bending down to remove her board, she followed him inside.
It wasn’t yet lunch break. Early in the morning, many people had just arrived at the mountain, so there were indeed few people inside the cabin.
Beijiao leaned into a corner, a can of Red Bull beside him, typing on his phone.
When Jiang Ran pulled open the door and walked in, his typing paused momentarily. He lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at her from the top edge of his phone, but that was all.
His expression remained calm, which convinced Jiang Ran that he had indeed seen her standing there on the mountain.
She walked up to him and stood firm.
The shadow she cast enveloped him.
He was so stubborn, not even lifting his head, continuing to play with his phone, maintaining his handsome face with an expression that clearly said, “I’m not happy.”
Jiang Ran waited for a while. Her heartbeat had returned to calm from its initial quickening… Alas, the kid in front of her had such a strong mental game that even after she stood there until her legs went numb, he still didn’t intend to look at her.
The candy in her mouth rolled around as she swallowed another mouthful of saliva with a “gulping” sound. She took off her gloves, extended one finger, and gently pressed down on the top edge of his phone.
The person who had been looking at his phone finally reacted.
He lifted his head and stared at her expressionlessly.
Her single finger became a whole hand, gently patting down. His phone “slapped” onto his lap, but he seemed completely unconcerned, not even glancing down, just staring straight at her.
“Throwing a tantrum?”
She asked.
Apparently surprised by her bluntness, Beijiao’s expression finally changed. He blinked, looking somewhat unwilling to deal with her but unable to completely ignore her.
His lashes furrowed, and he looked annoyed.
“Any problem?”
His voice was low, as if he was about to send her away the next second.
Jiang Ran’s heart skipped a beat. Her eyes flickered for a moment. For a second, she was genuinely unsettled by his coldness…
She had seen how he treated others who didn’t interest him.
Of course, it wasn’t nearly that bad now, but she had never been looked at like this by him before, so her standards were low, and she could easily feel hurt… even if it was just a little.
But he didn’t speak again, at least not the standard line, “Leave if you have nothing to say.”
Jiang Ran thought carefully, suddenly reaching out to pick up the can of Red Bull beside him. It was heavy, opened but barely sipped…
He wasn’t thirsty, and his stamina wasn’t so poor that he needed to rest after a short session.
If he really wanted her to leave, he wouldn’t have suddenly run to the cabin after doing a jump.
Thinking this far, she steadied herself slightly, blinked, and said, “Why are you glaring at me? Don’t you want to see me?”
He didn’t answer.
“Then I’ll go?”
She slightly bent down closer to him.
His dark pupils dimmed, his lips slightly pressed together, still not speaking.
Because she didn’t really leave.
As she leaned down to ask him, she lifted his arm, which was carelessly resting on the chair, and snuggled into his lap, forcing that arm to wrap around her waist.
He didn’t move, didn’t push her away, but neither did he actively pull her closer. His hand just loosely held her, feeling the weight of someone sitting on his lap.
She was very close, her long curly hair draped over her shoulders, entwining around his arm as she leaned in, making her seem like a fairy transformed from some plant, clinging to him relentlessly.
Her soft pale lips were just inches away from him, yet she maliciously paused, her exhaled breath entering his nostrils—
He was filled with her sweet scent, pepper mixed into milk, in the winter sunlight, the smell seemed somewhat different from the sweetness of summer, carrying a trace of icy coldness.
And a strong grape sweetness.
He lowered his eyes: “What are you eating?”
The candy in her mouth was almost completely melted, just a tiny little ball left rolling between her teeth: “Candy, want some?”
He was about to refuse, saying “No,” when the next second she leaned forward, prying open his tightly closed lips—
Her tongue easily slipped into his mouth, bringing along sweet saliva.
His Adam’s apple moved, but he didn’t respond very warmly.
She hugged his neck shamelessly, gently biting his lips, pushing the candy ball into his mouth. He accepted it calmly.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, so tightly that she could feel the warmth of his chest even through layers of clothing.
But he still didn’t make any extra moves. At most, his response could be described as—
Cooperation.
Her kiss was completely different from when he was the one initiating, slow and steady, like teasing or provoking, giving the illusion that even if he didn’t participate, she could enjoy herself just fine.
This kiss lasted a long time.
Long enough for the candy to be completely shared and eaten between them.
When their lips finally separated, both of their breaths were somewhat unsteady. Her heart almost stopped beating. Looking at his straight, tall nose under her eyelashes, she couldn’t help but kiss his nose tip.
So tender and emotional, as warm as it could be.
Jiang Ran almost moved herself to tears, but beneath her, the person who had only loosely held her to prevent her from falling, simply looked at her after they parted, amidst her slightly hurried breathing, and asked, “Done?”
“…”
It was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head. One second she was immersed in the beauty of this dog, and the next she was suddenly sobered up. Jiang Ran felt a bit unhappy.
She pouted a bit childishly.
She wanted to stand up.
But as she just started to steady herself, her wrist was caught.
“Wait.”
The deep male voice came from below and behind her.
She couldn’t help but silently lift the corner of her lips where he couldn’t see.
She forcibly put on a cold face as she turned around, just about to use the coldest voice in the world to ask what he wanted, when suddenly he pulled hard, and she let out a “Mm!” sound, caught off guard as she leaned toward him—
In an instant.
A large hand plunged into the back of her head, pulling her head down. She was forced to bend over, and the next second, she was kissed deeply!
After the initial shock, her heartbeat suddenly stopped!
When lips and tongue, familiar and invasive, swept over her, her heart resumed beating violently, the sound like drums beating in unison!
Her tongue easily pried open her teeth, entwining around her tongue root, greedily extracting saliva from her mouth. The shared candy made their breath almost identical—
She was almost kissed to the point of suffocation.
Buzzing in her ears, she seemed to hear the sound of his Adam’s apple rolling, swallowing saliva, like a beast devouring its prey alive, making her legs weak and almost unable to stand.
She couldn’t even spare attention to whether anyone was watching them—
There probably wasn’t anyone.
The small cabin was almost empty.
Her vision darkened from lack of oxygen in waves. His kiss was unprecedentedly fierce, almost punitive. When she almost suspected he wanted to kill her like this, that she would become the first person to die in the G-suo cabin, he let her go.
As she opened her mouth, like an idiot, desperately gasping for fresh air.
Cold fingertips roughly and forcefully brushed over her reddened lips, casually wiping away the saliva at the corner of her mouth.
“Now you can go.”
He gently patted the completely stunned woman’s butt, saying in a calm tone.
…
Jiang Ran didn’t know how she walked out of the cabin.
She directly took the cable car down the mountain.
Fifteen minutes later, she sat on the club office sofa with a somewhat dazed expression. Li Xingnan was reading on the other side of the sofa. Hearing the noise, he looked up: “Didn’t you go to catch the dog?”
“Don’t know.” Jiang Ran said expressionlessly, somewhat absentmindedly, “I think I got up early in the morning just to serve a dish to someone.”
Li Xingnan snorted, and Jiang Ran felt the unspoken line he didn’t say was probably “You deserve it.”
She glared at him.
By lunchtime, she originally thought she’d be too angry to eat, but when the time came, she still felt a bit hungry. She had never been someone who would make herself suffer, so she stood up and prepared to go downstairs to the commercial street for lunch.
The club office’s first floor was a ski equipment store, selling various ski boots, goggles, and snowboards, and also renting ski protective gear.
All sold were agent brands secured by the club owner, and club skiers could get skier discounts and help sell them, earning a small commission.
During the lunch break, the store was crowded with people, all coming back at noon to return equipment or buy new gear.
Jiang Ran squeezed through the crowd, just about to leave, when she heard a loud little boy’s voice from the ski boot section: “I don’t want this one! It looks like a cow! Ugly!!! If you want to wear it, you wear it yourself!!!!”
The voice sounded quite familiar to her. She turned around and saw two people in the ski boot section, a big one and a small one, sitting beside the trial bench.
The smaller one was tugging at the drawstring of the big one’s hoodie.
The bigger one was bending over, his white hoodie’s large hood hanging behind him without covering his broad shoulders… At this moment, amidst the bustling crowd, he slightly turned his head, holding a black and white ski boot in his hand, his thin lips slightly pursed in annoyance.
His pitch-black eyes flickered, looking a bit irritated.
“If you don’t want it, don’t wear it. Or just go barefoot.”
His voice was flat and unchanging, slightly hoarse.
Even with such a sour expression, the good-looking person was still very attractive. Jiang Ran saw several girls in the store pretending to look at helmets while actually glancing wildly in his direction—
Beside him, a boy who looked no more than ten years old had a flushed face, hands on his hips, glaring round-eyed at him, ready to stand his ground: “I said, nooooooo!!!!”
“Don’t ask for a beating.”
“I won’t wear it no matter what! Look at my mouth: Nooooooo!!”
“He really is a nosy dog. Go back to Tonghua and find your dad.”
“Nu-uh, I won’t go. I’ll stick with you!”
“Get lost.”
The big and the small, one voice high and one low, the ski shop was filled with just their voices.
Jiang Ran sighed, slightly changing the direction of her feet. Originally heading toward the door, she now turned and approached the two quarreling figures.
The black-haired young man sitting on the shoe bench had his back to her and didn’t notice her approach, but the small one looked up, met her gaze, and his eyes lit up like he had seen a savior!
He spread his arms and rushed toward Jiang Ran, tightly hugging her waist.
This action startled Beijiao, who looked confused as he turned his head back and met her dark brown eyes.
Jiang Ran hugged A Tuan and casually patted the chubby face of the little boy looking up at her with big eyes: “Why are you being so mean?”
The words were directed at Beijiao.
He didn’t speak at first, after a few seconds of silence, he gave her a not-so-respectful smile.
The hand holding the shoes moved slightly, casually throwing the ski boots back into the box. He stood up, walked to Jiang Ran’s side, and gently hooked his finger to lift her chin.
Looking at her with darkened eyes, his voice was slightly mocking: “And who exactly are you to meddle here?”
The raven-haired young man before her wore a cold expression. A typical delicate-looking weakling would probably have been so terrified by his look that they’d be scrambling on the ground, too frightened to breathe.
However, Jiang Ran’s expression didn’t change much from beginning to end. She calmly met his gaze, meeting the provocation flickering in his eyes with composure.
The atmosphere was taut, as if something was about to erupt at any moment.
She felt the fat hand around her waist tighten nervously.
Following the pressure of his knuckles, the woman tilted her face upward, looking at him.
“Girlfriend.”
She reached out, her soft and warm fingertips closing around his wrist.
“Yours.”
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