Chapter 31 "You miss me, how can I help you?"...
The last vestiges of her clarity told her that Xiao Che's current actions clearly indicated that he already knew she had deliberately...deliberately touched him on the polo field...
She couldn't easily fool anyone; her mind was a complete mess, and she couldn't think of any clever excuse...
But how could Xiao Che let her off so easily? He pressed on relentlessly: "Royal sister, you can't leave without telling me."
The hand below was still caressing her waist, and to scare her, a finger slowly moved up her ribs, as if to continue moving upwards if she didn't speak: "Will you talk or not?"
Further up, you'll find the ultimate in softness.
The girl's figure had matured; her waist was slender, her body perfectly proportioned, and her full breasts filled out the dress beautifully. The large expanse of fair skin partially exposed on her chest was now tinged with a blush.
Xiao Che's hand was still gripping her waist.
The scorching heat flowed continuously from his palm into her body.
Yan Jiarou felt all the blood in her body rushing to that spot. In that narrow space, the two had to press close together, exchanging breaths and feeling each other's presence, their body temperatures rising steadily...
Driven by instinct, she burned away the last shred of her reason. Perhaps she was truly out of her mind to say such a thing: "Didn't you like what I did to you?"
Xiao Che gripped her waist, his fingers tightening suddenly: "What did you say?"
The air seemed to freeze instantly, with only the increasingly clear breathing of the two people audible. The occasional chirping of cicadas in the distance further accentuated the eerie silence.
Xiao Che heard his own voice suddenly ring out, tinged with a hint of suppressed hoarseness: "Yan Jiarou, do you know what you're saying?"
She had no time to think about anything else at the moment, so she naturally didn't know what she was saying and was simply following her body's instincts.
She reached out and touched his face, her fingers tracing down from his high brow bone to his Adam's apple, murmuring, "I feel so bad, please help me..."
Xiao Che's eye twitched slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
He knew that everything that had happened today was strange. Given Yan Jiarou's personality, she would never treat him like this. He wondered what she was up to. Yet, her current expression—her face flushed, her eyes wet as she looked at him, pleading desperately—made her seem genuinely distressed and in need of his help.
It really makes people soft-hearted.
She had never looked at him with such eyes before, with such dependence and longing. He thought such eyes would only appear when she looked at Xiao Jue.
But now, it belongs only to him.
This idea is incredibly tempting.
He finally stroked her face, his thumb caressing her rosy lips, and whispered coaxingly, "You miss me, how can I help you?"
"I..." Yan Jiarou's beautiful eyes were misty, her eyelashes trembled helplessly, her head was dizzy, she was overwhelmed by desire and could not break free of any clarity. She just followed her instincts, clung to his shoulders and neck, and slowly moved closer.
Unlike Yan Jiarou's infatuation, Xiao Che remained clear-headed, watching her gradually succumb to her desires, observing her state as an outsider until her lips barely touched his, at which point his breath finally faltered for a moment.
Just then, footsteps came from the corridor not far away. The steps were uneven, indicating that there was more than one person.
Suddenly, a woman exclaimed, "Ah, Bizhu, be careful! You almost bumped into me!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Baoling, I twisted my ankle and almost bumped into you. Are you alright?"
Then the same female voice said again, "I'm fine, what could possibly happen to me? Even if you really bumped into me, so what? The important thing is this bowl of medicinal food I'm holding. His Highness the Crown Prince specially ordered it to be prepared for Princess Qinghe. The ingredients are very precious. If it spills, even if you and I combine our efforts, it won't be enough to compensate for it!"
“Sister Baoling is right. I will definitely be extra careful and dare not cause any trouble that would implicate you.”
After a pause, he said with great emotion, "Our Crown Prince is truly considerate of Princess Qinghe. I heard that she has been sleeping poorly and has lost her appetite recently, so he specially asked the head of the Imperial Hospital to prescribe a medicinal diet for her. I heard that he even personally prepared it."
"That's right. Everyone knows that our Crown Prince treats Princess Qinghe like the apple of his eye. And it's true, the princess is innocent and charming, and she's so beautiful. Who wouldn't like her?"
As they talked, they gradually walked away, their voices fading into the distance.
However, their conversation had already reached Yan Jiarou's ears without missing a single word, especially the words "Crown Prince," which struck her eardrums and her heart directly, like a bucket of ice water being poured over her head, extinguishing all the heat in her body.
The Crown Prince is so devoted to her, considering her so much? But what is she doing?!
How could she do this? How could she do this to him?!
As her thirst subsided, a sliver of clarity finally broke free from the swamp of desire. She breathed slightly, looking at Xiao Che who was so close to her. When Xiao Che saw her suddenly stop, he gently nuzzled her with the tip of his nose: "What's wrong, hmm?"
With all her remaining willpower, she reached out and pushed him away forcefully: "You...you get away! Don't...don't come near me!"
Despite his forceful push, the artificial cave was too narrow, and even though Xiao Che's back was pushed against the jagged rocks, he could only barely separate himself from her by a little.
A slight pain in his back forced him to wake up from this captivating dream.
He wiped his lips with a lingering relish, lifted his eyelids, and a hint of frost-like coldness gradually surfaced in his eyes, but he suppressed it in the end, and said with a half-smile, "What, you think you can summon me and dismiss me at will? What do you take me for? Shouldn't my royal sister give me an explanation?"
Yan Jiarou swallowed hard, knowing she was in the wrong, and said with a flickering eye, "I... you're the one who dragged me here and trapped me... you bullied me first!"
Xiao Che suddenly laughed, feeling utterly bored. He simply pulled her wrist, dragging her out of the artificial cave. The scent of grass and trees rushed towards them, dispelling the stuffy, sticky feeling from inside the cave. Yan Jiarou gasped for breath, finally feeling completely awake.
She looked up and met Xiao Che's gaze. He glanced at her coldly and then released her wrist. "Princess Qinghe," he said expressionlessly, "there won't be a next time. This way of toying with people is really boring."
"I don't care if you lost a bet or suddenly changed your mind and wanted to play a trick on me like this, there won't be a next time."
"If your purpose is to annoy me, or to amuse yourself by toying with me, then congratulations, you have succeeded. I have indeed fallen for your trick and been completely fooled by you."
“I’ve never been teased by a woman like this before. Of course, I wouldn’t let you off easily, but you are my younger sister after all. You’re young and don’t know any better, so it’s normal for you to do silly things sometimes. Since this is the first time, as your older brother, I won’t hold it against you this time.”
"However, I can't guarantee you'll be this lucky next time."
He smiled slightly, but the smile was only superficial: "After all, those who play with emotions always have to pay the price, don't you think, my dear sister?"
Yan Jiarou sniffed her red nose, glanced at him somewhat timidly, her hair had been rubbed loose by the rockery, a few strands of hair fell around her ears, and her clothes were also a little disheveled.
He gazed at her, slowly and deliberately brushing the stray hairs from her cheek behind her ear, and then draped the shawl that had slipped off her shoulders back over her shoulders. His movements were extremely gentle, but the words he spoke were clearly chilling: "If there is a next time, my dear sister, even if you beg me with tears in your eyes, I will not let you off easily."
His fingers, which were resting on her shoulders and neck, tightened slightly: "I'll make you cry."
Yan Jiarou flinched.
He made her cry... Was he going to hit her?
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow: "Scared?" His eyelids slowly drooped, concealing the emotions in his eyes: "Then don't joke with me like that anymore."
After he finished speaking, he released her, turned around, and walked out, pushing aside the branches of the tall pine.
Yan Jiarou was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what was happening, she quickly followed. However, she had only taken a few steps when her shawl was caught on a branch. With a tug, the shawl was torn open with a ripping sound, which also cut her. She was always delicate and could not bear the slightest pain, so she immediately exclaimed and looked down to examine the wound carefully.
Hearing the commotion, Xiao Che, who was walking ahead, immediately turned around and walked to her side in a few steps: "What's wrong?"
I noticed a red mark on her fair neck and shoulders. It wasn't serious and there was no bleeding, but it was quite noticeable because of her fair skin.
Xiao Che had no choice but to take her hand again, parting the branches for her and protecting her as she walked forward.
She had only taken two steps when she remembered that a small piece of her shawl had been torn and caught on a branch, and another piece had fallen to the ground. After thinking about it, she decided to retrieve it. Otherwise, if her shawl was left in such a secluded place as the artificial cave and was discovered by others, it might cause trouble for no reason.
After taking the piece of cloth off the branch, she didn't think much of it and bent down to pick up the piece that had fallen to the ground. But she didn't expect that something would fall from her chest the moment she bent down.
She froze for a moment, and when she realized what it was, her small face was filled with panic and fear. She felt that death was nothing more than this, and she hurriedly reached out to pick up the fallen object, fearing that Xiao Che would discover her secret.
If he finds out... she might as well die.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
A hand with distinct knuckles snatched the item from her grasp, taking it with it.
He's just taking advantage of the fact that her arms aren't as long as his! Even when picking things up, the one with the longer arms reaches first, so it's really not her fault.
She closed her eyes resignedly.
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