Chapter 70: Flirting Tricks.
Yan Jiarou stood there stunned for a long time, until Xiao Che called her from not far away, "Little Rabbit,"
Yan Jiarou then realized what was happening. She looked up at the sound and saw that Xiao Che had opened the door at some point and was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed. His figure was slender and upright, somewhere between a boy and a young man.
Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and captivating, almost like something out of a painting; her face was indescribably beautiful.
He extended his hand to her, smiled slightly, and said something that was enough to make one lose their composure: "Come here."
Yan Jiarou seemed to be drawn by something, and walked towards him step by step.
When she reached him, he took her hand and, with a little force, pulled her into his arms.
He wrapped his arms around her soft waist, leaned down slightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and gently nuzzled her cheek: "Baby, we're going to sleep together tonight."
The word "share a room" is ambiguous, and the first meaning that came to Yan Jiarou's mind immediately made her earlobes turn bright red.
She frowned, about to speak, but when she met Xiao Che's gaze, she noticed a fleeting hint of mockery in his eyes. Only then did she realize that "sharing a room" had another meaning. Xiao Che was deliberately leading her to think the wrong way, so that when she questioned him, he could turn the tables on her.
So what came out of my mouth was: "Yes, this is the first time I'm sharing a room with my brother. Please take care of me."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised. He flicked his finger against the tip of her nose and chuckled, "Little rabbit, you're not so easily fooled anymore."
Yan Jiarou looked extremely smug upon hearing this, like a cat with its tail wagging: "I've become smarter!"
“Baby, a smart person wouldn’t say that.”
"Never mind, I've just gotten smarter!"
Xiao Che smiled indulgently: "Whatever the baby says goes."
"That's more like it." Yan Jiarou hugged his waist back.
She nestled in his arms, feeling his breath and warmth, as if she were soaking in warm honey water, her whole body feeling soft and pliable, her heart bubbling with sweet delight.
She nuzzled her cheek against his chest, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the door frame so close to her. She vaguely realized that behind this door, in a sense, was the first room that belonged to her and Xiao Che.
There were no worries, no questions, and no people or affairs in the capital.
It was so beautiful, like a dream.
It allows people to temporarily forget all their worries and indulge themselves to the fullest.
If only she could stay here forever, with only Xiao Che and a series of beautiful dreams.
There were no difficult choices, no moral condemnations, and no heavy promises.
There was no... Xiao Jue whom I had to face.
——
After returning to his room, Xiao Yan initially didn't think anything of it, but after drinking a cup of tea, he suddenly realized what was going on!
Wait a minute, what right does Xiao Che have to reprimand him?
The person in the world least qualified to reprimand him is Xiao Che!
Even though he lost his temper and offended his younger sister with his words, he didn't lay a finger on her!
As for Xiao Che, he simply slept with her!
It's fortunate that Yan Jiarou isn't related to these brothers by blood; otherwise, his actions would be no different from those of a beast. Well, of course, things aren't much better now. This little dumpling I've watched grow up is more like a sister than a blood sister.
Based on his actions, how dare he reprimand him? What gives him the right to do so?
Just because Xiao Jiarou likes him? He… Xiao Yan choked, reached out and touched his nose. No matter how unconvinced he was, he had to admit that the most unreasonable thing in the world was love.
He really couldn't ask Xiao Che a question: What gave him the right?
Because Xiao Jiarou liked him, she willingly went to his bed.
However, she might not tolerate verbal offenses from others, even if that person is her second brother.
Tsk, forget it, if that's the case, why should he bother making a fool of himself?
Xiao Jiarou is just naive and innocent, unaware of the ways of the world. Just now, outside the door, he teased her about her and Xiao Che's bedroom affair. Not only did she not get angry, but she also said some wild words. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid she didn't understand the meaning at all.
So inexperienced, how could he withstand Xiao Che's methods?
I'm afraid it's like a little white rabbit falling into a wolf's den; sooner or later, it will be eaten up by Xiao Che, that big bad wolf, leaving not even a trace.
At first, there was pleasure, but later he didn't believe she could satisfy Xiao Che's appetite; being bedridden would be the least of his worries.
Hey, let her be all lovey-dovey with him now, she'd better not come crying to him later.
Tsk, if that day really comes, even Second Brother can't help.
——
Exhausted, Jia Rou fell asleep as soon as she entered the room. Xiao Che coaxed and forced her to eat some white fungus porridge and venison soup, which filled her stomach before she fell into a deep sleep again.
I slept soundly until the world was dark, and when I woke up, I had no idea what day it was.
The night was deep and all was quiet outside; it seemed that it was already very late.
She was alone on the bed; Xiao Che had left sometime earlier.
Yan Jiarou tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
She couldn't see Xiao Che anywhere, which made her feel a slight sense of separation anxiety and disorientation in a completely unfamiliar environment.
Xiao Che must be in the next room; she heard the sound of pages turning.
It was called the next room, but it was actually just a small space separated by a screen. Inside, there was a wooden couch that looked very narrow and was only for one person to rest on.
It was supposed to be a room that was set aside for two people to squeeze into. If Xiao Che went there, would he sleep there at night too?
What will she do...? She's afraid to sleep here alone...
——
Xiao Che leaned back on the couch, holding a copy of the Huaizhou County Gazetteer in his hand. He was slowly turning a page, and the candlelight on one side flickered, illuminating his face and outlining his sculpted features.
Hearing the rustling noises coming from behind the screen, Xiao Che frowned slightly. Looking up, he saw the graceful silhouette on the screen, hesitating whether to come in. A smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said lazily, "What, is there a rat infestation?"
As he spoke, he casually put the book in his hand aside and made a move to get up: "It seems I need to send someone in to see what kind of mouse is disturbing the peace and quiet."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Jiarou finally appeared anxiously from behind the screen: "Don't let anyone else in!"
"Brother," she said hesitantly, biting her lip, "it's me..."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, a playful smile spreading across his lips: "Oh? So it's not a mouse, it's a rabbit."
He glanced at her from head to toe and saw that she was only wearing a nightgown and was holding a quilt and a square pillow in her arms. Her intentions were all too obvious.
The playful glint in his eyes deepened, and he asked, feigning ignorance, "You...have something to say?"
"I..." Meeting Xiao Che's amused gaze, Jia Rou steeled herself and finally reluctantly walked to his side: "Back in the palace, Ying Xue would always keep me company outside the bed curtains. Xiao Che, I'm not used to it..."
"What are you not used to?" Xiao Che asked with a half-smile. "Yan Yan, tell me what you want."
Yan Jiarou bit her lip, not understanding why Xiao Che insisted on forcing her to say it. Her eyes welled up with tears, her nose turned red, and she simply closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she said, "I...I want to sleep with you..."
The room was eerily silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Yan Jiarou slowly opened her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "Is...is it okay?"
"What do you think?" Xiao Che asked with a slight smile, clearly intrigued.
Jia Rou puffed out her cheeks and simply sat down: "I think it's okay!"
Xiao Che didn't agree directly, which made her a little unhappy.
But no matter what, she felt that Xiao Che would never refuse her!
To her surprise, Xiao Che chuckled lightly, tapping his fingers idly on the edge of the bed, and asked her simply, "Would you like to sleep in my arms all night?"
"Wh...what?"
"This wooden bed is only big enough for one person to rest on. If you insist on squeezing in here with me, won't we have to sleep face to face and hug each other all night?"
Yan Jiarou was taken aback, then belatedly realized that it seemed... to be true.
From the moment she entered, her gaze was fixed on Xiao Che, and she didn't notice him at all.
Xiao Che's meaning was already clear: if that was the case, she could not sleep with him.
Although the reason given for refusing her was due to objective factors—the wooden bed was too narrow and indeed could not accommodate two people, leaving no other choice—Yan Jiarou was still very unhappy, and even a little sad.
For some reason, she felt that Xiao Che didn't want to sleep with her at all. He rejected her, and since he had a ready-made excuse, he used it.
The wooden couch was so narrow; he must have been overjoyed. It certainly suited his taste.
Yan Jiarou's eyes were red, and she suddenly felt very sad.
She quickly lowered her head, trying not to reveal her emotions, and said in a muffled voice, "Then...then I'll go, I won't bother Third Brother anymore."
After saying that, she got up and went back with her quilt and pillow still in her arms. But after taking only a few steps, Xiao Che's voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Royal sister, wait."
Yan Jiarou was taken aback, somewhat stunned, thinking that Xiao Che had changed his mind and wanted to keep her. Although she knew that the wooden bed couldn't fit two people, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed. She immediately turned around, her smug expression impossible to hide: "Hmph, do you have something to say?"
Xiao Che chuckled lightly and said calmly, "You left something behind."
As he spoke, his gaze swept downwards.
Yan Jiarou followed his gaze and noticed a jade pendant shaped like a green leaf beside the wooden bed. It was the one she always wore close to her body, which she must have accidentally dropped when she sat down earlier.
Yan Jiarou paused, her expression visibly turning forlorn. So that was why they had called her back...
She gave a listless "oh" and walked back to the wooden couch.
Xiao Che had already picked up the jade pendant for her. She took it and held it in her palm, slowly lowering her eyes. Just as she was about to walk back, her arm was suddenly pulled back. She lost her balance and fell backward into the man's arms.
She was startled: "You..."
"What's the rush?" The man wrapped his arms around her from behind. His body temperature was much higher than hers. His hard, burning chest pressed tightly against her slender back, and the heat forcefully traveled along the point where the two were joined, invading her senses inch by inch, making her face uncontrollably flush. "You've forgotten something."
"Wh...what is it?" She subconsciously looked down, not remembering leaving anything behind: "Nothing's left..."
"Why didn't you leave anything behind?" Xiao Che's voice was low and husky as he sucked on her fair earlobe. "Your future husband left it here."
Yan Jiarou turned her head to look at him blankly: "You..."
"Didn't you want to sleep with me?" He chuckled. "How can I sleep if I'm left here?"
Yan Jiarou blinked in confusion, finally realizing what was happening. A fleeting glimmer of light crossed her face, but it quickly faded. She lowered her head, twisting her fingers, her voice slightly nasal, soft yet clearly tinged with grievance and dejection: "Didn't you say the wooden bed was too narrow, only big enough for you...?"
"Baby, do we really have to sleep on that wooden couch?" Xiao Che chuckled softly, gently nuzzling her cheek. "Why do you insist on squeezing onto this narrow couch with me when you have a bed? Can't we go to your place together, hmm?"
Yan Jiarou slowly turned her head around, then her eyes lit up and she exclaimed excitedly, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that!"
"Xiao Che, you're so smart, I like you so much!"
Xiao Che was clearly suppressing a laugh: "It's all thanks to my imperial sister's contrast."
"Hmph, don't think I can't tell you're indirectly calling me stupid. I'm not stupid at all! I just haven't quite figured it out yet!"
"Hiss, is it just a temporary situation? It feels like at least fifteen years have passed."
"Ugh, I'm only fifteen!"
"Oh, really? Then it's innate..."
"Xiao Wenqi, say that again!"
Seeing the little girl glaring at him angrily, looking like she was about to explode, Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, wisely stopping himself in time. He raised his hand to scratch her chin and stroke her fur: "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Are you sleepy? Go to sleep."
After hearing what Xiao Che said, she did feel sleepy. She raised her hand to rub her eyes and mumbled, "Ugh, sleepy, I don't want to walk anymore. Carry me."
As she spoke, she skillfully wrapped her arms around his neck, and Xiao Che smiled and readily picked her up.
But after walking only a few steps, Yan Jiarou, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly remembered something. A series of thoughts flashed through her mind, and belatedly, she realized the crux of the matter and finally understood:
"No, Xiao Wenqi, you did it on purpose, didn't you? You were deliberately teasing me before, weren't you!"
Since he never intended to refuse her from the beginning, why didn't he say so earlier, instead of making her think that he couldn't sleep with her?
He caused her emotions to fluctuate wildly, with many twists and turns. He was clearly deliberately luring her and toying with her!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Che merely chuckled and retorted, "Isn't this better?"
Yan Jiarou was taken aback: "Wh...what?"
"If I had agreed directly, you probably wouldn't be happier than you are now. You thought it was hopeless, but then things took an unexpected turn. Wouldn't that be a pleasant surprise, like getting something back after something you've lost?"
Yan Jiarou looked at him with innocent and clear eyes, almost fooled by him. Fortunately, she quickly realized what he meant and ruthlessly exposed his thoughts: "Don't lie to me! You just think it's funny to tease me, that's why you did this on purpose!"
Xiao Che: "...Indeed, we cannot rule out that this is also a possible reason."
"Xiao! Wen! Qi!"
"Alright, Yan Yan, don't be angry," he said. "Why take the tricks of the trade so seriously? Things that are easily obtained are not cherished. I think it's wrong for you to value me a little more?"
"Wh...what..." Yan Jiarou looked at him blankly, not understanding why he had suddenly become the one in the right: "You're the best at arguing, I can't argue with you, is that alright?"
Even so, she couldn't help but mutter, "It's clearly you who bullied me, you love bullying people the most..."
"How can this be called bullying?" Xiao Che smiled and said, "It's just a flirting tactic, a way to play hard to get. You're always curious whether people from Lanling are born with this skill. We're both human, so why can't you do it? I suppose you have some desire to learn. Now, instead of asking you to call me 'teacher,' wouldn't it be better for me to teach you myself?"
Yan Jiarou was stunned for a moment, staring at him dumbfounded, not understanding how he had come to the right again in just a few words: "I...I...who asked you to teach me? I was just curious and asked casually. Who said that asking means you have to learn!"
She was unwilling to be constantly manipulated by Xiao Che and wanted to teach him a lesson. So she racked her brains for a long time and actually came up with a way to retort to him: "Who said I have to learn? I don't need to learn at all, okay? You already like me a lot without me doing anything. Why would I need to learn these flirting and pleasing techniques?"
Xiao Che's expression froze for a moment, speechless for the first time in front of Yan Jiarou.
His reaction made Yan Jiarou extremely pleased. She swung her legs, which were draped over his arm, slightly tilted her chin up, poked his chest with her slender white fingers, and said with a soft snort, "It's you who needs to work harder and think about how to make me like you even more, otherwise, I'll..."
"Otherwise what?" Xiao Che suddenly asked in a low voice.
Yan Jiarou giggled, completely unaware of the seriousness of the situation: "Otherwise, I'll... not choose you..."
She opened her beautiful eyes wide and watched as Xiao Che kissed her without warning.
It also silenced the half-sentence she was about to say.
This kiss from Xiao Che was not as leisurely and affectionate as usual; instead, it carried a hint of punishment, domineering, forceful, and possessive.
Yan Jiarou was forced to endure this suffocatingly deep kiss, and her resistance gradually weakened as she struggled to breathe.
After the kiss ended, Yan Jiarou could only lean on Xiao Che's shoulder, panting heavily.
She suffered a loss at this point, and only then did she finally remember that the phrase "choose Xiao Jue instead of you" was a great taboo for Xiao Che.
Her red lips were slightly swollen, and her eyes reflected dappled, shimmering water. She looked up at him with a resentful gaze, naturally no longer daring to say those words, but she also had no intention of letting him off easily.
“Hey, Xiao Che,” she still reached out and tapped his chest, acting like a spoiled young lady, “What are you doing? Did I say something wrong? Shouldn’t you be trying to make me like you more?”
"You Lanling people can't be that bad, can you?" She glanced at him and said coquettishly, "If you have any tricks up your sleeve, why don't you use them all?"
Xiao Che's eyes darkened for a moment. He turned his head and looked at her with a complicated expression. He hesitated, then carried her around the screen.
Yan Jiarou wrapped her arms around his neck, being carried by him the whole way, her little mouth still chattering non-stop: "I'm telling you, you'd better hurry up and think of some other ways to please me and make me like you even more! I don't need you to teach me, I don't need to know those things, you're the one who needs to improve!"
"Hey, Xiao Che, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me—"
"I heard you."
Finally reaching the bedside, he threw her onto it, then braced himself on either side of her and pressed down on her.
The two were now very close. Yan Jiarou lay beneath him, Xiao Che's expression indifferent. He simply looked at her without speaking, and she felt a strange unease, a vague sense of danger creeping in: "Xiao...Xiao Che..."
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, reached out and pinched her chin, lifting it slightly upwards, and said with a half-smile, "Weren't you very good at talking? Why did you stop?"
Yan Jiarou swallowed hard, instinctively sensing the tense atmosphere between her and Xiao Che, the danger seemingly intensifying. She dared not provoke him further, but refused to verbally back down, whispering:
"Well... well, I didn't... I didn't say anything wrong... Shouldn't you be trying to make me like you more...? The month is almost up..."
Xiao Che suddenly chuckled, his slender fingers lightly tracing her fair cheek, and said casually, "I have a way."
Yan Jiarou was taken aback. She had only said it casually, but she didn't expect Xiao Che to come up with a solution so quickly. She couldn't help but ask, "Wh...what solution?"
Xiao Che laughed, leaned close to her ear, and gently blew a breath, saying, "You'd better let me have a good time."
"What...what are you saying!" Yan Jiarou's cheeks flushed, and she glared at him in embarrassment and anger, completely unexpected how Xiao Che could connect these two things together.
Xiao Che laughed casually and unrestrainedly: "Didn't you ask me to think of a way to make you like me more? You even specifically reminded me that as a Lanling native, I might have some tricks up my sleeve?"
"After thinking it over, that's the only thing I can think of. How about we give it a try? People from Lanling know best how to make people happy. There is no greater joy in this world than this. I want to try it once. I think you'll like me even more then."
Yan Jiarou's earlobes turned so red they were almost bleeding. She turned her face away in embarrassment, saying, "This...this is no legitimate method...it definitely won't work..."
"How do you know it won't work if you haven't even tried it?"
"You just said something like that, if you don't choose me, then who do you want to choose? Ha, I think you're clearly asking for trouble."
Yan Jiarou knew that her words had touched a nerve, and she couldn't help feeling a little guilty: "Okay, I won't say it again..." She looked up at him and said cautiously, "Then, can we turn the page on this?"
She wanted Xiao Che to get off her; his support on top of her was making her feel very pressured.
Xiao Che replied, "No."
"Didn't you say you were asking me how to make me like you more?"
"What, now that I've brought it up, you're trying to renege on your debt?"
“Royal sister,” he reached out and brushed aside her stray hairs, a half-smile on his face, “you’re not afraid, are you?”
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