"Is it that much trouble to take off?"

"It's not so bad. Girls have tons of clothes that are a pain to put on. For the sake of looking good, it's all acceptable."

"Now that you mention it, it does look really good."

Chen Yuan rarely saw girls around him dressed like this.

In fact, you could say he'd seen very few well-dressed girls.

Most guys don't know anything about fashion. They tend to wear black, white, and gray all year round, switching to T-shirts in the summer and down jackets in the winter.

And they can't understand why a woman would buy a dozen different undershirts that all look pretty much the same.

Besides, Chen Yuan's family was from a small county town, and the more remote a place is, the more simple and conservative the people are. It's better now, but a decade or so ago, a female student walking down the street in a short skirt would have been called promiscuous.

So it wasn't until he got to college that he realized there were so many well-dressed girls around him.

Like his senior, Liu Tingyue, from Lanjing University!

While she couldn't be called a great beauty, she had a great sense of style, which definitely added to her charm.

But the one who looked best in clothes was still Ningning.

Even Jiangg Yao had to admit defeat; she was slightly inferior to Jiangg Ning.

...

"I used to dress like this in the winter. You should have seen me in high school. My legs were much thinner back then, and really straight."

Jiangg Yao rested her legs across Chen Yuan's lap and gestured with her hands to show him.

She continued, "Now that I'm older, I've put on a little weight. Go on, squeeze the flesh on my thigh... See how much there is?"

"Mmm... It's soft."

Being squeezed tickled a little.

Jiangg Yao suppressed the ticklish feeling, her face flushing as she said, "It's so hard to lose any more weight."

"Lose what? Your body is perfect right now!"

Chen Yuan was a bit puzzled.

He didn't think being too skinny looked good at all. As for Jiangg Yao's current figure, if not perfect, it was certainly flawless.

'Why isn't she satisfied?'

"Sigh, Young Master, you don't understand my worries."

'Yaoyao sighed to herself.'

'My figure *is* good, my butt *is* perky, and I don't have much fat, but I'm just not as good as Jiangg Ning!'

'That darn sister of mine does yoga every day and barely eats anything fatty or oily. Just vegetables and fruit all day. If I tried to follow her diet, I'd be so hungry by midnight my eyes would turn green.'

'Women aren't afraid of anything... except being compared to others.'

'The most crucial part is that they're twin sisters with identical faces, so of course they're especially sensitive to the subtle differences between them.'

"Forget it, let's not talk about this."

The topic had gone astray, and Jiangg Yao quickly tried to get it back on track.

'Her time was limited. Ningning was back, which meant she had to humiliatingly cede the position of the main consort!'

She'd better hurry up and cherish every second she had now.

"Right, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry. I ate on the plane."

"Then let's take a nap later. We can rest for a bit first. It's so hot in here, I should help you take your socks off."

Chen Yuan's intentions were perfectly clear, and they both knew it. There was just a thin veil of gauze between them.

A single word could tear it.

But they exchanged a look and, with a tacit understanding, both turned their faces away.

"Aren't you so kind~" Jiangg Yao gave him a soft, gentle push.

"Indeed I am."

"Then I should thank you..."

"No need to be polite. It's what a boyfriend should do."

"That's not right, is it..."

They moved closer, so close they could feel each other's warm breath. Their noses were almost touching; with the slightest effort, their lips would meet.

The girlish scent on Jiangg Yao became more distinct as he drew near.

Chen Yuan felt his heart race, a heat flaring up inside him as if a fire had been lit.

"I missed you so much. It's been so many days."

Such a simple sentence, yet it was filled with sincere emotion. Often, it's these most basic words that are the hardest to say.

Chen Yuan never used to say things like this, but now he was taking the initiative.

The longing day and night, being in different places, the sleepless nights spent tossing and turning, the words he wanted to pour out but held back during their video calls.

A thousand things to say, but in the end, it all came down to a simple "I missed you so much," and their foreheads pressed tightly together.

He saw Yaoyao's trembling eyelashes, her pupils reflecting his own expression.

"Little Young Master... you're very different today. I don't know what to say." Jiangg Yao swallowed, speaking hesitantly as she exhaled a warm breath.

The afternoon sun shone timidly into the room, and a gentle breeze rustled the curtains by the window.

The two kissed softly. The scene was beautiful and sweet.

Chen Yuan reached out and brushed aside the long hair that was tickling his ear. Her hand rested on his chest. Their eyes were full of affection, and even the air grew still.

Lovers will always experience things together, face things together. Life treats everyone equally.

Now, with great difficulty, they were gradually coming to understand each other's feelings. It was no longer about deliberate pleasing or one-sided initiative, no longer filled with ignorance and confusion. Through this scene, their relationship was naturally entering its most passionate stage.

It felt as if everything wonderful was waving at them.

After more than half a year of struggle and anxiety, Jiangg Yao felt it all calm down. She could feel that Chen Yuan liked her, and this gave her an incomparable sense of security amidst her panic.

Her fragile heart felt like it was being held as it leaped.

Suddenly, a hand landed on her waist, fumbling for something.

Jiangg Yao subconsciously reached out to push it away!

'This was completely different from what I had imagined. This was clearly what I wanted to see happen, yet when the moment came, I actually refused.'

'Jiangg Yao regretted it instantly. I can't let an opportunity like this slip away!'

Her hand relaxed again.

With the resistance gone, Chen Yuan felt he'd been given tacit permission, so his fingers pinched something and gently pulled it down.

The next second, Jiangg Yao's hand came over again, batting at his a couple of times.

"Mmm..." Yaoyao hummed.

Chen Yuan didn't quite understand what that meant. Was she telling him to let go, or what?

Just as he was about to make another move, Jiangg Yao's whole body trembled, and she suddenly pulled back. Chen Yuan lost his balance and nearly fell flat on the sofa.

A moment later.

Yaoyao pulled the soft blanket from the sofa and wrapped herself completely in it. She stared at him with wide, moist eyes, but the cheeks hidden beneath the blanket were flushed so red they were impossible to look at.

She even tucked her feet, which had been outside, back in.

As if she were spinning a cocoon to envelop herself.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuan asked.

"N-nothing... I don't know what I'm doing."

Jiangg Yao came to her senses, tossed the blanket aside, and composed herself.

She took a deep breath. "It's nothing. Let's continue."

"Alright then."

Chen Yuan gently cupped her cheeks, and the two were once again lost in a sweet, tender moment.

One minute later.

"AHH—"

Along with a miserable shriek.

Chen Yuan rubbed his shoulder, which was aching from being kicked, a dumbfounded look on his face.

Jiangg Yao rushed over to rub it for him, her face full of worry as she apologized in a small voice, "Little Young Master, I'm so sorry. I don't know why that happened. I didn't mean to kick you."

Jiangg Yao still didn't understand why she was acting this way.

In the end, a girl will always have a certain sense of modesty, especially in broad daylight.

"It's fine. Getting kicked once or twice isn't a total loss..."

Forcing himself to endure the pain, Chen Yuan waved his hand.

'Good thing I pulled back quickly, or it wouldn't have been my shoulder she kicked.'