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Chapter 271 - 267 can I ask for a vote, right?

Chapter 271: 267 can I ask for a vote, right?

They did bring a change of clothes, but neither had prepared shoes.

After all, who could have foreseen this?

Li Shuru looked at her mother, whose embarrassed mimicry caused a blush to spread from her ears to her neck; she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Jiang Chen also paused, involuntarily glancing at Li Shuru.

"What are you looking at me for!"

Li Shuru walked away, nodding her head as she found it impossible to stay any longer.

"No worries, Jiang, I’ll put them on the balcony to air out, and they’ll be dry by tomorrow,"

Xue Mingqin said with a smile.

What could Jiang Chen say at that moment? His lips moved, and he could only express his thanks, "Thanks, Auntie."

"We’re family; there’s no need for politeness."

The person without shoes to wear had no choice but to stay.

All three of them took turns bathing.

"I’m going to sleep with my mom, you should rest early."

In her own home, and in her mother’s presence, of course Li Shuru couldn’t consider sharing a bed with Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded, watching Li Shuru leave the bedroom.

Though her mother might mean well for adults, it by no means implied he was bold enough to openly accept the implication.

If he were truly her husband-in-law, it would have been another matter, yet this was just his first visit.

How could he misbehave with her daughter on his very first visit?

Xue Mingqin had told no lie; the bed in Li Shuru’s room was indeed large enough for two adults and was very clean despite how infrequently she came back.

Jiang Chen was checking out the room’s layout when he faintly heard a calling voice outside.

"Knock knock knock... Mom..."

It was Li Shuru’s voice.

She seemed to be trying to speak quietly, perhaps so he wouldn’t hear.

"Mom, open the door..."

One could detect the urgency in Li Shuru’s voice.

Indeed.

Anyone would be anxious if someone else occupied their bed and their mother wouldn’t answer the door.

Jiang Chen went to the doorway and listened silently for a moment.

Xue Mingqin didn’t respond whether asleep or otherwise—no matter how much Li Shuru knocked and called, there was no reply.

After a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Chen pretended to go to the bathroom and walked out.

Li Shuru was standing at the master bedroom door, turning her head awkwardly as he came.

"Auntie Xue might be asleep. Let’s not disturb her,"

he suggested before entering the bathroom.

When Jiang Chen came back to the room, he discovered Li Shuru already sitting on the bed.

They locked eyes.

Neither of them spoke.

Jiang Chen quietly closed the door.

"Go ahead and laugh if you want,"

Li Shuru declared, and as if he could no longer restrain himself, Jiang Chen burst into laughter.

Considering Li Shuru had been calling out without getting any response, the soundproofing of the room must be quite good.

Although she had provoked the laughter, when Jiang Chen truly began to laugh heartily, Li Shuru suddenly turned sour and flung a pillow at him hard.

"Laugh! I dare you to laugh!"

But the pillow, with its limited lethality, bounced off Jiang Chen and fell to the floor, not causing any harm.

As he continued to laugh, the infuriated and embarrassed Li Shuru, seeing nothing else at hand to throw, got up, pulled open the bedside drawer, and threw whatever was inside without thinking.

"You can’t blame me—you saw it too; I was forced..."

Jiang Chen tried to control his laughter, grabbing something at random. When he felt the soft object and realized something was off, he looked down and his expression changed.

It turned out Li Shuru had thrown over some of her private intimates.

"This kind of stuff... better not to throw it around,"

he kindly suggested.

The flustered Li Shuru then realized what she had done. Her face flushed a deep red, and she collapsed onto the bed, burying her head into the blanket, too embarrassed to face anyone.

Jiang Chen picked up the pillow and some colorful knick-knacks from the ground and put them away.

Then he sat at the head of the bed and patted the firm bottom of the girl who had long trained in dance.

"What should we do?"

The almost too mortified to speak girl did not utter a sound.

"Should I make do and sleep on the couch?"

He asked in a gentlemanly way, but whether he forgot or what, his hand stayed resting on her butt without lifting.

"I’m talking to you."

He patted again.

Quite springy.

The girl twisted her alluring body like a mermaid.

"Are you going to speak?"

Finally, unable to bear it anymore, the girl sat up abruptly, breathing quickly, her face and ears crimson.

"You could just go! Why do you keep touching my butt? Does it feel good to you?!"

Jiang Chen felt a bit embarrassed, wanting to explain, but he found no good reason, and under her indignant gaze, he silently stood up.

However, as he nearly reached the door, the girl called out again.

"Stop right there!"

Jiang Chen turned back.

"If you sleep on the couch, my mom will blame me tomorrow!"

Li Shuru took a deep breath, her face the color of peach blossoms, bit her lip, and adjusted a strand of hair that had stuck to her cheek as if begrudgingly compromising.

"Just sleep here."

Without a word, Jiang Chen walked back.

Stripping down to just his boxer shorts, he got into bed.

A pure and supple leg kicked out from under the blanket.

"Turn off the light!"

Jiang Chen quickly found the bedside switch.

"Click."

The light went out.

"You better not touch me, got it?"

The warm breath beside him hit his ear like an electric shock, sending shivers through his nerves straight to his soul.

"You should understand me,"

she said before another kick came.

"Why did you kick me?"

Jiang Chen, who was typically very honorable on the bed, felt somewhat wronged.

"I’ll kick you if I want to!"

Li Shuru kicked again, not holding back this time, almost sending Jiang Chen flying off the bed.

"Don’t think just because we’re at your place I wouldn’t dare do anything to you,"

he threatened.

Even a whipped dog has its dignity.

Especially in bed.

As expected.

Li Shuru stopped showing off, but then Jiang Chen’s body suddenly stiffened.

A girl’s quiet laughter came from beside him, and under the infiltrating moonlight through the window, those eyes shone brightly.

"What can you do to me?"

Jiang Chen’s eyes twitched as he said in a low voice, "Let go."

"Aren’t you quite powerful?"

That delicate jade-like hand did not loosen, but instead, it gripped even tighter.

"I’m warning you again, let go."

The girl didn’t respond, replacing words with actions, and even pinched him lightly.

Jiang Chen almost lost his soul and finally couldn’t hold back; he suddenly flipped over, covering the girl’s mouth before she could let out a cry of alarm.

He pressed her down firmly beneath him, looking down at her eyes with an oppressive gaze, and just when it seemed he was about to flex his might, he said harshly,

"Apologize—to—me—now—"

The girl blinked her eyes and then made a whimpering sound.

Jiang Chen let go of her hand, magnanimously giving her the chance to apologize.

But as the goddess of Dongda and the flower of the Arts Institute, Li Shuru was hardly the type to soften so easily.

"If you dare to mess around, I’ll tell my mom!"

How powerful a threat!

This girl probably forgot.

How she came to be lying on this bed.

This was unbearable.

Uncle might bear it, but aunt won’t!

Seeing her stubborn opposition, Jiang Chen no longer held back, and suddenly reached out.

"You..."

Li Shuru’s eyes widened.

First were the pajama pants.

Then the pajama shirt,

removed at lightning speed.

Li Shuru’s underwear today was flesh-colored, and in the darkness, it was momentarily difficult to tell if she was wearing it or not.

Her breathing began to quicken.

The temperature gradually rose.

What started as a joke, but sometimes, the environment can change a person’s initial thoughts very easily.

Jiang Chen’s gaze grew increasingly heated.

Even though he had experienced similar scenes before.

"I’m giving you one last chance."

Li Shuru was also stubborn, seemingly certain that she was in her own house and that her mother was right next door, Jiang Chen surely wouldn’t have the nerve.

She kept her eyes open, showing fearless courage even though she was pinned down.

Seeing her unwavering resolve, Jiang Chen’s face revealed a ruthless streak, and his hand reached down once more.

With a soft rustling, Li Shuru felt something being pulled down to her thighs.

She finally seemed to feel a tinge of panic.

"If you mess around again, I’m really going to scream!"

Right after she finished speaking, a noise suddenly came from outside the room.

Clearly, Xue Mingqin had walked out of her room.

Both of their hearts stopped for a moment, and they immediately quieted down.

Li Shuru, who had just threatened to call out, even held her breath subconsciously, fearful of being heard by her mother outside.

The soundproofing of the room didn’t seem to be very good; in the silence, they could hear Xue Mingqin as if she was walking around the living room.

Probably checking if anyone was sleeping on the couch.

The older ginger is spicier after all.

After confirming no one was on the couch, the footsteps approached the outside of the room, then stopped in front of the door.

In that moment, Jiang Chen and Li Shuru felt their souls almost leap out of their bodies.

To know.

They hadn’t locked the door just now,

Which meant.

If Xue Mingqin outside wanted to, she could just turn the handle and push the door open.

If she saw this scene...

"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump..."

Their stopped hearts began to beat again, rapidly accelerating like a drum.

Fortunately, there was no movement at the door.

Xue Mingqin wasn’t the kind of uncultured parent; she probably just listened at the door for a while, then returned to her room.

"Bang."

The master bedroom door closed again.

"Phew..."

Li Shuru let out a long breath, sweating profusely and before she could muster her lingering fears to urgently tell Jiang Chen to get off her,

Suddenly.

A tearing pain struck her sharply.

Her brows were tightly knitted in an instant, and she subconsciously wanted to cry out.

This time she really couldn’t hold it back.

Thankfully, Jiang Chen was prepared and bent down to kiss her lips, blocking her cries of pain just in time.

"Mmm..."

Jiang Chen stopped for a while before looking up again.

"Don’t shout, you’ll be heard."

The soundproofing had just been proven.

Although she bore with it, Li Shuru’s beautiful brows were still tightly furrowed.

She really couldn’t believe he had dared to be so bold.

But playing with fire will eventually lead to self-immolation.

And some scenes are indeed unmatched in their thrill, capable of shattering one’s rationality.

Jiang Chen moved again.

"Wait for a second, don’t move!"

Li Shuru wrapped her arms around his waist, and the pain etched in her brows truly evoked pity.

"It’ll be okay in a moment."

Jiang Chen whispered hoarsely into her ear,

Li Shuru bit down hard on his shoulder.

Under the serene moonlight.

The down comforter rose and fell erratically.

The girl’s hair was disheveled, as she struggled to suppress the singing of her soul, her expression bewildered as if intoxicated.

"Don’t!"

"I don’t want to lie down!"

"No... standing here we can be seen... pull the curtains!"