Chapter 88: 088 The Ginger Couple’s First Intimacy Chapter 88: 088 The Ginger Couple’s First Intimacy The night was deep, and the moonlight was cool.
Jiang Jinsang leaned halfway out, close to Tang Wan. The two had no other physical contact, but their faces were too close, their breaths entangled.
It seed as if even the chilly moonlight had taken on a hint of warmth.
“Wanwan—” his voice was low.
Every word seed to roll a hundred tis in his throat, casual yet as if he had drunk the strongest liquor. It felt thick and scalding in her ears.
It made one’s ears feel hot.
Tang Wan slept heavily, perhaps by instinct or a sixth sense, she felt a pair of eyes watching her.
Feeling extre danger, she curled up in the blanket, slightly adjusting her position.
Jiang Jinsang hadn’t drunk much tonight, and the cool breeze on his way back left him completely sober, but at that mont, his head felt heavy as if he were seven or eight parts drunk, and sohow, he drew closer.
Tang Wan wasn’t drunk or unconscious, and he didn’t dare to be too bold…
He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.
Very lightly, gently.
His heart pounded against his chest, like a drumbeat; it was, after all, a stolen kiss, a sensation that was both nerve-wracking and thrilling.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his little nephew sleeping to one side, who once again kicked off his blanket, revealing a section of his small belly, in an unsightly sleeping posture. He reached out and pulled the blanket up slightly…
Covering him from head to toe.
Out of sight, out of mind.
So things are like drinking poison to quench thirst, once you start, you want more, and Jiang Jinsang gazed at the person before him with an increasingly heavy gaze.
…
When Jiang Jinsang ca out, it was more than ten minutes later, Jiang Cuo was leaning against the wall, yawning with fatigue, and straightened up when he saw him co out.
He watched him go back to his room before nudging Jiang Jiu at his side, “What were you doing in there so long? You seem to be in a good mood when you ca out.”
After all, Tang Wan was only asleep, and Jiang Cuo thought that Jiang Jinsang wouldn’t dare to overstep.
Jiang Jiu turned his head to look at him, “When you’re with soone you like, even if you do nothing, just watching is joyful. You, a creature driven by your lower half without true love, wouldn’t understand.”
Jiang Cuo was a bit sleepy just now, but at this mont, he was fully awake, “Oh, co on, you talk as if you understand so much. Have you ever held a girl’s hand, kissed a girl’s lips?”
Jiang Jiu pushed his sunglasses with a hand, unaffected by soone’s ranting and remaining unmoved.
At this point, Jiang Jinsang had returned to his room, taken a shower, and lingered in the bathroom for a good half an hour before coming out.
His phone kept vibrating, it turned out to be Qi Zeyan spamming their group chat:
[I’ve made up my mind, I must win her over, I can’t believe soone as outstanding as can’t make her fall at the feet of my suit pants!]
[I’m so excited right now, I can’t sleep! Don’t you guys sleep either, get up and join the fun.]
[When I win her over, I’ll treat you all to a al and drinks.]
…
All voice ssages.
Everyone, quite in sync, hadn’t said a word, only his brother sent him a ssage:
[What’s up with Zeyan?]
Just like he hadn’t taken his dicine in the middle of the night.
Jiang Jinsang saw the ssage had been sent a few minutes ago, so he directly made a call, “Hello—brother, you’re still not sleeping this late?”
“Working.” Success never cos without a reason in this world, “Did Zeyan drink?”
“Heartbroken and drowned his sorrows in booze.”
“Miss Tang?” Qi Zeyan hadn’t ntioned in the group who he was pursuing, but he guessed it by putting the pieces together.
“Yeah.”
“Aren’t you feeling even a little bit of crisis?” Soone teased, after all being brothers, he could start to guess a thing or two about Jiang Jinsang’s thoughts.
“Feelings are reciprocal, why would I take one-sided self-entertainnt seriously?” Jiang Jinsang chuckled, “He’s drunk to the point of collapse, but Wanwan went to sleep early, she didn’t pay him any attention at all.”
“Asleep…” Soone frowned, how do you know that?
“I just ca out of her room.”
“…”
When it ca to being cheeky, Qi Zeyan definitely couldn’t match his own younger brother.
And recalling the intimacy from earlier, Jiang Jinsang still felt breathless.
He touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously; the warm, soft touch seed impossible to dispel, making him wish he could draw a circle around her and possess her completely.
“How’s Jiangjiang doing today? How did he behave?” The person asked, his voice softening.
“Pretty well behaved…”
“That’s good.”
The person had no idea that his son, with his head covered by the blanket, was struggling to breathe, uncomfortably kicking his little legs until he woke Tang Wan from her sleep, her eyes bleary as she fished him out from under the blanket.
anwhile, back at the hotel, Qi Zeyan was still pondering whether Tang Wan was deliberately keeping him in suspense, an unsuccessful flirtation that must have left him frustrated and unwilling to accept it. Little did he know, soone had already taken advantage of the situation, entering the room and taking liberties, fueled by a little alcohol.
**
The next morning,
Jiang Jinsang, despite having gone to bed late due to his biological clock reasons, woke up early. As he descended the stairs, Tang Wan just happened to return from outside, carrying breakfast she had bought.
“Master Jiang, good morning.” Tang Wan, after much contemplation, decided to revert to her previous way of addressing him.
Jiang Jinsang’s eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers fidgeting, as he casually responded.
“Jiangjiang is still sleeping; I didn’t wake him.” Tang Wan said as she walked into the kitchen with the breakfast, planning to place the food on plates to serve. Catching a glimpse of Jiang Jinsang following her in, she continued, “I have to visit the police station later, and I won’t have ti to make breakfast, so I went out to buy sothing.”
“Because of the Zhang Family’s matter?” Jiang Jinsang approached her.
“Um, they wanted to get so information from .”
“How is it that after one night’s sleep, you seem more distant from again?”
Tang Wan paused in her task, giving a forced laugh, “Do I?”
“Why didn’t you call like you did yesterday?” Jiang Jinsang leaned in close, a faint mint scent emanating from him, refreshing and invigorating.
“Yesterday…” Tang Wan pursed her lips, her face showing difficulty.
Jiang Jinsang, being very clever, caught on to her hesitation. It seed she was uncomfortable with the sudden change in how she addressed him, “Actually…”
“I really like it when you call ‘Brother Five’.”
“It feels intimate.”
He always spoke with a bit of restraint, keeping a certain distance, yet his words sent a tingling sensation through the listener.
Tang Wan nodded, grasping at a random excuse to placate him, “Maybe it’s a bit difficult to switch how I address you all of a sudden.”
“No rush; take your ti.”
After all… I have plenty of ti to wait for you to get used to it.
Tang Wan had to visit the police station early, so she ate breakfast ahead of ti. Jiang Jinsang said he would wait for Jiangjiang to wake up before eating, so he didn’t eat himself, but his gaze lightly and seemingly unintentionally followed Tang Wan.
She felt sohow flustered under his gaze, feeling that after one night, the way he looked at her had changed.
It seed…
Even more fervent!
**
Pingjiang Airport
Qi Zeyan’s flight back to Beijing was scheduled for the morning; both Tang Yunxian and Jiang Jinsang had co to see him off. He was still dressed sharply in a suit and with a well-oiled hair parting, looking even more refined today.
He thought about leaving, wanting to give Tang Wan a deep, lasting impression.
However, his phone vibrated. Tang Wan hadn’t co; she had only sent him a text ssage:
[Mr. Qi, I had sothing co up unexpectedly and can’t see you off. I’ve already asked Manager Chen to go on my behalf. Have a safe trip.]
Qi Zeyan: Could it be that she’s purposely avoiding because of yesterday’s confession?
Jiang Jinsang glanced at him:
Could this guy be conjuring up so muddled thoughts, needlessly making up drama for himself?
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