◎My mouth is quite soft when I kiss.◎
Heavy rain poured, and their lines of sight confronted each other.
Tuanzi seemed to see the blades and shadows of swords in the air.
Shen Ruoxi’s astonishment lasted only a fleeting moment; soon she reacted and instead retreated by half a step, completely standing under the sheltering eaves.
Just like this, facing Jian Jixing inside the car, yet not stepping forward by even half a step.
Tuanzi held her breath in concentration, feeling only a heavy pressure falling upon her body as the air nearly congealed.
Jian Jixing spoke no more, simply gazing steadily at Shen Ruoxi outside the rain curtain.
Her gaze gradually grew fierce, both cold and hard, her lips pressed into a straight line.
How much longer could this princess maintain her stubborn pretense? The tips of her high heels were already damp, and if she kept blowing in the cold wind out there for another ten minutes, she would definitely collapse by tomorrow.
The climate here couldn’t be compared to the plains; people who didn’t frequently stay here couldn’t adapt, not to mention this delicate little green bean.
“Your car will take at least half an hour at the fastest to arrive. If you want to keep freezing here, then suit yourself.”
Xia Lan wanted to get out of the car to hand over an umbrella, but Jian Jixing stopped her with a look.
Tuanzi was holding a gift box in her hand and was about to speak when she was similarly stopped by Shen Ruoxi.
Just when Tuanzi thought the two of them could really keep deadlocked like this, Shen Ruoxi pursed her lips, her gaze looking downward, and when she opened them again, her eyes were glistening as if raindrops had gotten inside.
“What are you being fierce for?” When Shen Ruoxi spoke, her hands moved up and down on her slender arms. There was a puddle right in front of her shoes, and amidst the sound of the rain, Shen Ruoxi’s face grew increasingly pale.
At the moment she raised her eyes, the slightly furrowed brow was no longer angry, transforming into a grievance of reproach, yet she stubbornly held it back without saying it aloud.
The faint exhaustion between her eyebrows and eyes made one’s heart tremble.
The outside world’s evaluation of her had never been false; she could perform ten million kinds of emotions, and make people believe them unconditionally.
Jian Jixing’s fingertips touched the handle of the umbrella again, stroking it slowly.
As long as Shen Ruoxi spoke nicely, she was a treasure, making people want to cherish her properly. Even knowing that this treasure had superb acting skills, at this moment Jian Jixing was still willing to wait for her to finish acting.
Shen Ruoxi blinked, her dense eyelashes looking like a fluttering eyeliner.
“Anyway, you came, yet you came to humiliate me. You started off by being fierce to me, and you still blame me? I don’t need you to pick me up, nor did I wait for you to pick me up.”
Jian Jixing remained silent. What would it cost if Shen Ruoxi just spoke a single sentence to her saying she didn’t have an umbrella? But she simply refused to say it.
She didn’t remember how many times it had been like this; no matter how fine Jian Jixing originally was, she would be angered to the point of forgetting everything.
Her self-claimed calmness and poise always easily shattered in front of Shen Ruoxi.
A chill struck, and Jian Jixing saw that goosebumps had already risen on Shen Ruoxi’s arms. Her body was delicate, and the damp rain air in this atmosphere easily made her catch a cold.
One of Jian Jixing’s hands was already quietly placed on the door handle when she heard Shen Ruoxi say:
“Without a single explanation, you wanted me to stand in the rain. Jian Jixing, what is your heart made of?” Shen Ruoxi lowered her gaze. “Everyone says Director Jian respects female actors the most, so how come she happens not to respect me?”
Jian Jixing seemed to see a piece of shattered light fall to the ground, scattering small ripples.
The nighttime lights were dim, and for a moment it was impossible to tell whether that was a tear or rain.
The car door was finally opened, the umbrella prepared early on was unfurled, and Jian Jixing stepped into the rain curtain.
It was merely two steps of distance.
Yet Shen Ruoxi simply refused to walk. When her stubborn gaze came over, Jian Jixing knew she couldn’t win.
She conceded defeat.
“Spoiled brat.” Jian Jixing’s cold frost had not yet receded, but her tone softened. “Are you willing to leave now or not?”
Shen Ruoxi finally raised her head, the corners of her lips turning up slightly: “I’m freezing cold, and my shoes are very expensive; I don’t want to get them wet.”
Jian Jixing had just seen her stepping on water to play a moment ago, but at this time she didn’t expose her: “Tell me whatever reasons you have once you get in the car.”
However, her toe was nudged by Shen Ruoxi’s pointed shoe tip, and moisture welled up in those pretty eyes: “What reasons could I have? I’m just a spoiled brat.”
The umbrella surface tilted, and Jian Jixing’s shoulder was already soaked. She stared at Shen Ruoxi for a moment, then suddenly thrust the umbrella into Shen Ruoxi’s hands, slipped her arm beneath the bend of Shen Ruoxi’s knees, and easily scooped her up.
“Jian Jixing!” Shen Ruoxi exclaimed in surprise.
“Tuanzi, a car will come to send you back.” Ignoring Shen Ruoxi’s insignificant pounding blows, Jian Jixing placed the woman in her arms directly into the car.
Tuanzi nodded repeatedly, knowing she couldn’t go over to disturb them at this time. Xia Lan immediately got out of the car to hand over an umbrella, conveniently taking back the bulky gift box from Tuanzi’s hands.
The moment the partition rose, the back seat turned into an enclosed space.
The moment Jian Jixing sat in, the car door slammed shut.
Pheromones that could no longer be suppressed surged forth. Jian Jixing took off her wet outer garment, gazing at Shen Ruoxi with a heavy expression, her face devoid of a shred of a smile.
Shen Ruoxi wasn’t scared either, glaring angrily at her: “Don’t sit over here, who gave you permission to hold me.”
“Otherwise, do I need to roll out a red carpet for you?”
Shen Ruoxi: “You’d better do that.”
Jian Jixing indulged her pheromones in flowing, and the gland area was burning fiercely.
Shen Ruoxi suddenly grew even more annoyed: “Don’t use your pheromones to stimulate me, sit further away.”
They had just finished temporary marking; weren’t they afraid something would happen if there were more pheromones?
This wasn’t according to the rules; they only had twice a month, and both opportunities had already been used up.
“I told you long ago not to stimulate me.” When Jian Jixing spoke, she kept staring at her, her gaze slowly wandering around the edges of Shen Ruoxi’s eyes. “Since you’re going to be widowed anyway, you still won’t allow me to search for a sense of existence?”
Shen Ruoxi let out a laugh: “Jian Jixing, what on earth is your mouth made for?”
Originally, half of her anger from being held by Jian Jixing had dissipated, but now thinking that Jian Jixing still hadn’t given an explanation, she grew angry all over again.
Jian Jixing said calmly: “It’s just that honest advice is hard to the ear.”
There were no lights on inside the car, and the city’s light was cut into a kaleidoscope of colors by the raindrops outside the window. Wanting to confirm whether that was rain or… Jian Jixing reached out her hand intending to touch the corner of Shen Ruoxi’s eye, but was avoided as Shen Ruoxi turned her face away.
“Why are you so good at elevating yourself?”
Jian Jixing’s eye color was deep to begin with, and the bitter taste in her pheromones grew heavier. She withdrew her hand, her voice showing not a shred of fluctuation: “Shen Ruoxi, no one who lives with you won’t be angered to death.”
Shen Ruoxi: “I’m not living with you, no matter how angry you get it won’t anger you, may Director Jian live for a hundred years.”
The interior of the car instantly quieted down. Jian Jixing crumpled the tissue she had obtained early on into her palm, her fingertips resting on the umbrella handle placed by the door, saying not a word.
The vehicle was still moving, not knowing where it was driving to. Raindrops landed on the car like low-decibel firecrackers; this was a sign that the rain’s intensity showed no intention of weakening.
Shen Ruoxi didn’t like the bitter pheromone scent. This time, the bitterness in Jian Jixing’s pheromones was heavier than ever before—not choking, but piercing right into the gaps of her bones, making her feel very cold and not warm at all.
Very bitter tangerine peel, soaked by heavy rain, unable to catch fire no matter what. From the inside out, Jian Jixing’s body radiated a sense of oppressive force that made one feel oppressed.
Shen Ruoxi wasn’t stupid either.
In such heavy rain, her private car was originally scheduled to arrive half an hour before the end of the public appearance, but it was blocked on the road by the rain—yet Jian Jixing had appeared.
So she might have been waiting here for a very long time in advance.
Shen Ruoxi didn’t want to delve into why Jian Jixing had appeared here, nor did she care.
She had to admit that the starting point of this care was good. But the two of them argued and neither would yield to the other, and in the heat of the moment they forgot all about it.
After figuring it out, she pouted her lips slightly, somewhat hesitating whether to speak. It seemed her words just now had been a bit extreme after all; at least Jian Jixing had come to look for her.
The person wasn’t speaking, yet her pheromones were pressing down on her. This bitter-offending pheromone had no intention of flirting, possessing only heavy oppression.
What on earth did Jian Jixing want? Just remaining silent like this—did she never want to speak with her again?
The Jian Jixing when she wasn’t fighting with her was even worse than the one arguing.
The original grievance and pitifulness had been fake, but now it genuinely became a bit real; Shen Ruoxi’s tears came as soon as they were summoned, and her throat felt blocked. But this time she didn’t let Jian Jixing see, turning her head to look out the window on the other side.
“When you sent me messages, I was on the plane, and the only messages I received were three.”
Suddenly, Jian Jixing spoke: “A picture, asking me for loyalty, and telling me to think it through carefully. I thought you wanted to eat at that restaurant again.”
“What?”
Shen Ruoxi turned her head back to look at the person by the window. Jian Jixing wasn’t looking at her; in profile, her brows and eyes were as cold and clear as this night rain.
Only then did she notice that Jian Jixing was wearing a soft dark cotton shirt underneath. This wasn’t the style Jian Jixing usually wore when going out; it looked like what she wore at home.
“What are you saying, I clearly sent you a lot of messages…” Shen Ruoxi suspected, her voice honestly shrinking down. “Are you talking nonsense, don’t trick me.”
Jian Jixing finally turned to look at her: “We can take out our phones and check.”
Shen Ruoxi took out her phone as a conditioned reflex, and upon sensing Jian Jixing turning toward her, she quickly shifted half a width away, brandishing her phone.
Playing games, are we?
This time Jian Jixing laughed out loud, seeming to resume her nonchalant and lazy demeanor. Shen Ruoxi finally faintly sensed the temperature inside the car rising.
Shen Ruoxi also sluggishly felt the change in the alpha:
“Sit further away first, don’t move over to my side.”
Before she knew it, Jian Jixing also shifted half a width toward her side directly, pressing close to Shen Ruoxi again.
“Stop coming over here!” Shen Ruoxi shifted toward the edge again. This model of car had a spacious back seat, and she had originally been placed by Jian Jixing right in the middle, but now she kept leaning toward the side.
Yet as she moved, Jian Jixing followed right along, as if her talking back to stimulate her had caused a reaction.
The moment she grew fierce, Jian Jixing wasn’t fierce anymore; leaning close and sitting over, making it clear she was going to go head-to-head with her.
“Why on earth are you so capable, Jian Jixing?” Shen Ruoxi couldn’t bear the person pushing right in front of her, nor could she endure the pheromones continuously transmitting heat.
“Still not sitting further away!!”
Shen Ruoxi was about to throw a tantrum.
Unhurriedly, Jian Jixing looked at the two pink flushes blooming on her face and curved the corners of her lips: “Why should I sit further away? This is my car.”
This feeling was the best; she liked the look of Shen Ruoxi biting her teeth in frustration in front of her.
Shen Ruoxi glared at her: “I am your wife, this car has half my share too, understand?”
“You treat me like I’m dead when you don’t need me, and you only know I’m your wife when you do.” Jian Jixing laughed angrily, marveling at Shen Ruoxi’s categorical assertions.
Shen Ruoxi once again felt Jian Jixing’s mischievousness.
She had already pressed completely against the car door on this side, reaching the point of no retreat.
The door lock on this side was still engaged, yet Jian Jixing was still coming over—not to force her out of the car, but purely and genuinely teasing her.
Shen Ruoxi suddenly turned her head: “You’re still coming over, aren’t you?”
“So what if I come over?” The curve of Jian Jixing’s lips deepened further. She had already leaped for joy in advance for the impending victory, and the deep wood scent in the back seat grew increasingly distinct, like a giant timber collapsing, hanging precariously over Shen Ruoxi’s head.
Shen Ruoxi took two deep sniffs, her chest rising and falling slowly. Her hand pressed against the car door, the hardness colliding with softness, and she felt the pulse beating beneath her skin.
Thump after thump, linking with the nerves at her gland area, growing increasingly distinct.
Her consciousness was too clear, watching her own body fall into a place of sinking.
For a moment, she couldn’t tell whether she was doing this out of a desire to win an argument or because she genuinely wanted to.
Finally, as Jian Jixing leaned in once more, Shen Ruoxi called out to Jian Jixing again, released her hand resting on the car door, and abruptly lifted her leg, flipping over to sit right on top of Jian Jixing.
This time, she finally saw the expression of astonishment on Jian Jixing’s face as she had wished.
“You keep pushing me, I had no choice but to sit like this.” Shen Ruoxi raised her chin, squinting her eyes to look like a proud little fox. “Satisfied?”
Jian Jixing’s gaze finally stopped lingering only around Shen Ruoxi’s eyes and dropped to her lips.
She let out a soft scoff, and when she spoke again, her voice was low and hoarse: “Shen Ruoxi… you’ve got some nerve.”
Her hand instinctively pinched Shen Ruoxi’s waist, and her pheromones were on the verge of burning up.
Shen Ruoxi must have already perceived this change, which was why she smiled triumphantly.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, Director Jian?” Shen Ruoxi leaned forward, the upturned corners of her eyes tinged with red, unsure whether from emotional stirring or from crying just now. Jian Jixing’s breathing grew slightly heavy, the pressure of her hand tightening. Yet Shen Ruoxi still wasn’t scared; instead, she tilted her head, innocence written plainly on her face, and leaned closer, stopping at a distance of just half an inch from Jian Jixing’s lips.
The hot, slight panting carrying the omega’s fragrance washed over her, and the sweet-sour berries rushed like moths to a flame into the raging, burning timber.
This was the first time Shen Ruoxi had sat on top of Jian Jixing in such an ambiguous posture, yet it was purely out of spite.
Shen Ruoxi reached out her hand, but was tightly gripped right as she was about to touch Jian Jixing’s gland.
Jian Jixing remained silent, her gaze sweeping past Shen Ruoxi’s lips, shoulders, body, and dress hem. At the time she had thought Shen Ruoxi was dressed too thinly, but now she found the garments overly cumbersome instead.
With their mingled, lingering breaths, they were clearly about to kiss any second now, yet they were stubbornly opposing each other without yielding an inch.
“Watch your mouth; that sentence applies to you too.” Shen Ruoxi easily pulled out her wrist, raising an eyebrow slightly, smiling craftily. “Coming to pick me up means coming to pick me up, explanations are explanations—why did you have to snap at me?”
“When will you ever be able to soften that mouth of yours?”
Shen Ruoxi reclaimed the teasing ground, and just as she was about to stand up and leave, a palm covered her lower back, pressing her down fiercely and returning her precisely and accurately back to her previous position.
“My mouth is quite soft when I kiss,” Jian Jixing chuckled softly, “Big Miss Shen, but you wouldn’t dare test it.”
[Author’s Notes]
Big Miss: You snapped at me? (Wide-eyed)
Shrew: Stop pretending.
Big Miss: You snapped at me… (Aggrieved)
Shrew: ……
Shrew: . Damn it, she totally pulled it off.