Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Staring at his lower body

The man sat at the table with his back to her, looking lazy.

There was no one around, he just sat there quietly.

With the appearance of a young man named Duang in the empty dining room, the atmosphere suddenly became different from usual.

Xin Tong didn't expect to meet Jiang Chongyan here.

He never comes back usually.

Xin Tong recalled Jiang Yuanbin's behavior and expression today. There was nothing wrong with it. She felt that Jiang Yuanbin probably didn't even know Jiang Chongyan was back today.

She stepped forward and broke the silence first.

"Why are you here?"

When the man heard this, he slowly raised his head and looked at her with his head tilted.

After being stared at expressionlessly by him for a while, Xin Tong suddenly realized that what he said was not right.

This is his home!

If anyone is going to ask, he should be the one asking!

Xin Tong smiled awkwardly. After thinking for a while and hesitating for a while, she finally sat down across from him.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

There was no one except the two of them.

Being in the same space with him, Xin Tong didn't say anything, but had a lot of thoughts in her mind.

At this time, seven days had passed since the two hugged and kissed in the snowy mountain cave.

Two days had passed since the two met by the river that night.

Xin Tong stole a glance at him.

He is dressed very neatly today. Xin Tong used this word to describe him.

It is loose and casual, giving a clean and refreshing feeling. There is very little decoration on the body, only a red rope tied around the wrist.

The red string wasn't noticeable; in autumn and winter, when clothes were long, they were hidden by the sleeves. But hanging on the wrist, it was still visible at a glance, and the eyes would be focused on his wrist bone.

Slender, with slightly protruding veins extending all the way to the invisible depths of the sleeves.

The hat was dark blue, and the clothes were also dark. This outfit was too simple and casual for him, seemingly ordinary. The colors were not bright and eye-catching, but seemed heavy and dull.

But with that face, something suddenly seemed different.

His eyes were drooping, his eyebrows were strong, his nose was like a straight line in calligraphy, and below that were full lips.

He has a small face to begin with, and his fluffy hair is pressed back by the hat, forming an arc that makes his face look even smaller. The shadow cast by the brim of the hat can actually cover almost 90% of his face.

…

Jiang Chongyan lowered his head, eyes cast down, and played with the cup on the table in his hands.

He didn't speak and sat casually.

The atmosphere was very quiet. He didn't like talking to begin with, and when they were together, she was the one who did most of the talking. If she didn't talk, the two of them would stay quiet forever.

Since they were already sitting at the dinner table, Xin Tong knew that the eldest young master had come back to eat.

I guess the three of them will have this meal together.

It was almost time for dinner, and Xin Tong was bored waiting, so she simply took out the half-finished notes she had just made in Jiang Yuanbin's studio and started writing again.

The notebook was very thick, but she had already filled most of it.

The notebook is filled with layout design drawings over a large area, with the sizes and proportions of various details marked, and the effects of different sizes are clearly stated.

She lowered her head and wrote seriously. Caobao rarely wrote, and even less often after going to the United States. Her handwriting was crooked, but at first glance it was round and cute.

She was so focused on her writing that her pen-holding was like that of an elementary school student. The pen she used was incredibly childish, like one she'd just bought from the stationery store across from the elementary school. It was shiny pink and covered in fake diamonds, and a crystal heart hung from the cap, swaying from side to side as she wrote.

She had bad habits, having always been careless in her actions. Her eyes were very close to the book, her face almost resting on the table, her neck tilted, not even tiring. She wrote word by word with utmost concentration, her expression utterly focused.

The surroundings were quiet and Xin Tong slowly got into the mood.

It’s actually quite reassuring to be with Jiang Chongyan. The eldest young master is sitting opposite me, and the two of them don’t disturb each other.

After a while, Xin Tong finished writing a page, suddenly stopped writing, and raised his head.

——I didn’t expect that my eyes would meet the man opposite me.

Discovered.

The young master looked away instantly.

His expression was extremely calm, not a bit panicky, but his fingers began to touch the cup in his hand without any rhythm.

Tsk. What are you looking at?

Xin Tong snorted.

Looking at the time, she had been writing for half an hour.

During this half hour, Jiang Chongyan didn't even look at his phone. His desk was empty except for an empty cup, yet he played like this for half an hour.

Forget it. This guy has a lot of strange things going on.

Xin Tong rubbed his wrist and continued writing.

I was writing at a certain point, drawing the sleeves of a shirt and marking the dimensions, when I suddenly heard a voice above my head.

The voice is deep and clear, more mature than the typical boy's voice. It's a very nice voice.

"There's too much volume in the front of the armhole. There's too little volume in the back."

"The resulting armhole shape is not flattering, and it feels pulled when you put it on. It's uncomfortable."

Xin Tong was stunned.

He looked up, quite surprised.

"Do you remember these?"

When I went to Chen Wen’s studio before, Chen Wen mentioned that Jiang Chongyan was trained by Jiang Yuanbin as the legitimate heir when he was a child, and he was also extremely talented.

There is no reason not to teach your own grandson carefully.

Xin Tong knew that he was also an expert.

But Jiang Chongyan left his family to dance at the age of eighteen, and probably never touched this again.

Xin Tong didn't expect that he could still remember such subtle details.

After hearing her words, the young man's eyes fell on her notebook.

After two seconds, he said, "Yeah. I remember."

Xin Tong was excited, and suddenly thought of a worry that had been bothering her for the past few days. She quickly flipped through a few pages and saw a picture of a pair of pants. She said excitedly:

——"Then tell me how a man's pants/crotch should be done!"

The air around them suddenly became quiet.

The normal and harmonious atmosphere just now was broken in an instant.

After waiting for a long time without getting any answer from the other side, she looked up and saw that Jiang Chongyan's face was very dark and ugly. He was staring at her face. After a long while, he could no longer bear it and uttered a few words.

"…Is this all that's on your mind?"

"?"

"I don't have these things in my mind, so what should I have?"

She is the owner of a clothing company. She runs to an old tailor's house all day long. She starts making clothes as soon as she opens her eyes every day. Of course, she thinks about these things all the time.

Jiang Chongyan frowned and his chest rose and fell slightly.

His face was speechless and slightly angry.

Xin Tong glanced at him and didn't care about the young master's personality. He always got angry for some reason while talking. She was a little used to it.

She stood up, walked around the table and ran away.

…

Jiang Chongyan sat there alone, feeling depressed.

He didn't understand why this woman was always thinking about this kind of thing. Every time they met, the topic would only turn to this matter. Even if she was looking so obedient and serious while taking notes one second ago, she would be laughing and joking with him the next!

How much does this woman like to make dirty jokes?

Jiang Chongyan grabbed the kettle on the table and poured himself half a cup of water.

He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and drank it all.

Behind me came the clacking sound of the woman's slippers, running back and forth, sometimes to the right, sometimes to the left.

Jiang Chongyan sat there with a sullen expression. Not long after, the clacking sound of slippers suddenly came from behind him again, getting closer and closer.

The next second, the woman ran up to him holding a ball of cloth.

Throw the cloth on the table in front of Jiang Chongyan and spread it out.

Jiang Chongyan frowned and looked down, then suddenly froze.

In front of him was indeed a pair of men's black trousers.

The workmanship was sloppy, crudely made, and of very average quality. Jiang Chongyan could tell at a glance that the crotch was off. This was the proportions of women's clothing; it would be uncomfortable for a man to wear.

He stood there for a moment.

I immediately realized that this woman was serious.

"...Are you really talking about clothes?"

"What else?"

Xin Tong didn't know what he was thinking, and felt that he talked too much nonsense, which made her very dissatisfied.

"I'm a woman, and I've lived for over 20 years with no experience of this kind of life. I have no idea. I can put on other clothes myself and know what to alter if they're uncomfortable. But men's trousers are useless to me."

“…”

After she finished her explanation, the young master was silent for a while.

He finally coughed twice and turned his head away.

After a few seconds, he uttered, "The front crotch is not done right."

"What's wrong?"

When Xin Tong heard this, he really understood and instantly became excited.

He took a step closer and bent down.

Jiang Chongyan has been learning this since he was a child, but at this moment, when he met Xin Tong's studious eyes, he felt that it seemed strange to say anything to men's crotch.

At this moment, they were very close. Her long black hair slowly flowed down from her shoulders. The faint fragrance of flowers and plants penetrated his nose.

Jiang Chongyan's heart beat faster.

He turned his face away.

The tone was stiff and cold.

"I haven't done this for many years. I'm afraid you might mislead the young people. You should ask my grandfather later."

Xin Tong's facial features were wrinkled and her words were sticky and irritable.

"Oh! He's testing me with this!"

She took a step closer, almost centimeters from him, hunched over, her elbows resting on the table.

At that moment, Jiang Chongyan immediately saw the light purple bra straps exposed from her neckline.

Her chest was fair, her collarbone prominent. When she bent over, her collar opened wide, the V-neck revealing a faint cleavage in the middle of her chest.

Jiang Chongyan was stunned.

My mind went blank for a moment and I quickly looked away in embarrassment.

He could only keep his head down, his whole body stiff.

"I've been unsure about the front crotch. You said different men have different sizes, so how much should I leave?"

Jiang Chongyan closed his eyes.

"Also, do men put more on the left side or the right side?"

Jiang Chongyan took a deep breath.

"For this reason, I even went out of my way to observe men on the street. But now, loose clothing is the norm, and everyone's clothes tend to be comfortable and simple, so it's hard to tell."

"I want to find pants that have this part that is particularly prominent... the kind that have a radial crotch when put on, which is very easy to observe."

"Occasionally I'd run into one or two people wearing tighter clothes, and I'd immediately stare at them. But then they'd think I was a pervert and run away in fear, covering their crotch."

"Oh. It would be nice if I had a man who could help me try things on and give me feedback."

"It would be best if this person's size was above average."

When Xin Tong said this, she seemed to suddenly realize something.

Suddenly his eyes glanced down, slowly and slowly... finally fell on Jiang Chongyan's lower body.

"..." Jiang Chongyan followed her gaze and instantly realized something. His face darkened and he spoke through gritted teeth, "Look!"

"Just a look."

Jiang Chongyan couldn't stand it any longer and was about to stand up when his shoulder suddenly touched something soft.

The instant they brushed against each other, the feeling of friction. Through the thin fabric, the softness was like a white cloud, almost as soft as a puddle of water.

——Jiang Chongyan’s head buzzed.

His face turned red from his ears to his neck. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth as he stood up. The stool was moved a few centimeters away by his sudden movement of standing up and stepping back, making a sharp sound as it rubbed against the floor.

“I can’t teach you.”

"Don't look for me."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

"..." Xin Tong looked at the tall and cold figure walking away, completely confused and stood there.

*

After a long period of embarrassment, Jiang Yuanbin finally arrived.

The moment he saw Jiang Chongyan, he was extremely surprised. But then his face relaxed, and he placed several of Jiang Chongyan's favorite dishes in front of him.

Three people ate at the same table.

The grandfather and grandson were relaxed. Jiang Chongyan's initiative to come back meant that their relationship had eased. The two occasionally chatted about Jiang Chongyan's previous trip to Japan for competition.

But Xin Tong just felt that the atmosphere was weird throughout the whole process.

She swallowed the food in her mouth and kept looking at Jiang Chongyan secretly.

Xin Tong finally understood why she had met so many men but always thought Jiang Chongyan was the most handsome.

Apart from his face and figure, he is actually a very stylish person.

Having danced for years, I have an upright posture. I am used to watching my movements in the mirror, and many of my gestures are very beautiful. I am not restrained, dodging, or petty, but generous and relaxed.

Even though he was sitting in a casual position, his back was straight. He didn't make any unsightly movements while eating, just sitting there simply. Even if he covered his face, he must be a handsome guy.

He ate his food slowly and methodically, seemingly showing no appetite. He didn't touch the vegetables at all, only eating meat, a very picky eater. He put down his chopsticks after eating for a while, looking like he had had enough and was no longer interested.

Xin Tong kept stealing glances at him, and when she was picking up some food, she wasn't paying attention, and her chopsticks bumped into another person's.

When I looked up, I found it was Jiang Chongyan.

He glanced over, and Xin Tong saw the mole at the corner of his eye again.

The moment their eyes met, her heart beat faster.

Both of them put their chopsticks back.

No one touched that piece of meat since then.

After dinner, Jiang Yuanbin took a nap and Xin Tong prepared to go back.

At the gate of the manor, Jiang Chongyan suddenly said, "Wait."

Xin Tong turned around in confusion, but saw the man straightening his back, not looking at her, and then saying something incoherent.

"I have a dance performance in a few days."

"……hold head high."

The man suddenly and awkwardly tossed over another ticket.

"Forget it if you don't have time."

"This is extra, throw it away if you don't want it."

After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and walked away coldly.