On the way home, Jiang Yi was dizzy the entire time. But as someone who had undergone rigorous training, she didn’t immediately collapse into bed upon arriving. Afraid that her alcohol-laden breath would bother Jiang Sixian, she leaned against the wall while stripping off her clothes and stumbling into the bathroom.
Jiang Sixian followed closely behind, steadying her with concern. “Be careful,” she said gently.
Jiang Yi waved her off. “I’m fine.”
Worried she might slip in the shower, Jiang Sixian coaxed her, “Jiang Yi, it’s already so late. Why don’t we skip the bath tonight and just sleep?”
Jiang Yi shook her head, squinting with a tipsy smile. “No, I’m all dirty. I’ll stink up the bed.”
“I want to hold you tonight, so I can’t let you feel uncomfortable.”
With that, she staggered into the bathroom, stripped completely, turned on the faucet, and started washing.
Unable to dissuade her, Jiang Sixian had no choice but to join her in the shower. After painstakingly washing Jiang Yi’s hair, brushing her teeth, and settling her into the bathtub, Jiang Sixian finally cleaned herself.
Jiang Yi lay in the tub, gazing up at Jiang Sixian showering nearby. Softly, she called out, “Jiang Sixian…”
Jiang Sixian turned her head, revealing her delicate face glistening with water. “Hmm?”
Jiang Yi stared at her with glassy eyes, offering a dreamy smile. “Thank you…”
Jiang Sixian knew what she meant. She smiled back. “You’re welcome.”
After finishing in the bathroom, Jiang Sixian helped the still-dizzy Jiang Yi back to the bedroom, pushed her onto the bed, and blow-dried her hair.
Perhaps because she was drunk, Jiang Yi acted particularly childish. Once her hair was dry, she let out a playful “Awoo!” and flopped onto the bed, hugging the blankets and rolling around like an excited puppy. “I’m so happy…”
“Jiang Sixian, I’m so happy!”
Standing by the bed while drying her own hair, Jiang Sixian watched her antics with a tender smile. “I know you’re happy. Now lie still, or you’ll get dizzy.”
Jiang Yi obediently “Oh”-ed, rolled over once more, then sprawled on the mattress, watching Jiang Sixian with fascination.
The warm steam had intensified her drunken haze. Alcohol now coursed through her veins, muddling her thoughts completely.
Propping her chin on her hand, Jiang Yi tilted her head to admire the graceful woman in the silky nightgown standing by the bed. She blinked slowly and called out again, “Jiang Sixian…”
Jiang Sixian glanced up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes?”
Jiang Yi stared blankly for a moment before murmuring, “Why are you so good?”
Jiang Sixian paused, then set down the hairdryer and sat beside her. Cupping Jiang Yi’s cheek, she smiled. “Where am I good?”
Jiang Yi rolled closer, resting her head on Jiang Sixian’s lap and gazing up with wide eyes. “Everywhere.”
Jiang Sixian pulled her into her arms, chuckling. “Everywhere is too vague. If you don’t specify, how will I know?”
Most people, when drunk, easily let down their guard. Their mental age seems to regress, exposing vulnerabilities to their loved ones—making them easy targets for coaxing out secrets.
Knowing the person before her was Jiang Sixian, Jiang Yi unsurprisingly fell right into this trap.
She had no defenses against Jiang Sixian. Whatever Jiang Sixian asked, she pondered briefly before answering honestly. “It’s just… you’re beautiful, capable, considerate, and you’ve done so much for me…”
“I’m so grateful… You’re really such a good person.”
“Sometimes… sometimes…”
Jiang Yi hesitated, then buried her face against Jiang Sixian’s stomach, mumbling sheepishly, “I feel like you’re settling by being with me.”
Jiang Sixian stiffened slightly before stroking Jiang Yi’s ear. “Why would you think that?”
Jiang Yi lifted her head, blinking seriously. “Because I think no one in this world is good enough for you. Only Jiang Sixian deserves Jiang Sixian.”
A smile bloomed on Jiang Sixian’s lips. She leaned down, meeting Jiang Yi’s gaze. “But Jiang Sixian doesn’t want Jiang Sixian. She only wants Jiang Yi.”
“No matter how wonderful other people are, none compare to the Jiang Yi she wants.”
Jiang Yi tilted her head, eyes hazy. “Then… which Jiang Yi does Jiang Sixian want?”
Jiang Sixian pinched her cheek, eyes curving into crescents. “This one.”
Jiang Yi was overjoyed. She grabbed Jiang Sixian’s hand and declared, “Okay! Then this Jiang Yi is yours now.”
She brought Jiang Sixian’s hand to her lips, kissing it before gazing up with sparkling eyes. “This Jiang Yi belongs to you. Take good care of her—don’t ever abandon her.”
Jiang Sixian knew Jiang Yi wasn’t fully lucid. She might not even remember this conversation tomorrow. Yet, her heart still swelled at those words.
Looking down at the innocent expression on Jiang Yi’s face, Jiang Sixian felt the wild desires of her youth surging back tenfold.
She studied Jiang Yi quietly, brushing aside her bangs before murmuring, “Jiang Yi, since you said you’re mine… can you grant me one wish?”
Jiang Yi nodded eagerly, thumping her chest. “Name it! As long as I can do it, anything!”
Jiang Sixian bent down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I want you.”
Drunk Jiang Yi had no shame. She frowned thoughtfully before bluntly asking, “By ‘want me,’ do you mean you want to sleep with me?”
Jiang Sixian squeezed her hand and nodded. “Yes.”
Without hesitation, Jiang Yi tugged off her pajamas, rolled naked into the center of the bed, and spread her arms like a sacrificial offering. “Then go ahead. I’m ready.”
Jiang Sixian’s gaze swept over her body, stirring something primal within her.
She nodded. “Okay.” Leaning down, she kissed Jiang Yi’s lips. “Wait for me.”
Jiang Yi was puzzled. Normally, Jiang Sixian would already be on top of her by now.
But tonight, she was too happy and too eager to obey. So she just nodded cheerfully. “Okay!”
Jiang Yi lay waiting for what felt like forever until a faint click sounded nearby.
Blearily opening her eyes, she turned her head to see Jiang Sixian sitting at the edge of the bed, back turned as she fiddled with something.
Curious, Jiang Yi asked, “Weren’t you going to take me? What are you doing? If not tonight, I’m going to sleep.”
Jiang Sixian glanced over her shoulder. “I am. Just preparing something first—I don’t want to hurt you.”
Jiang Yi was confused. Hurt her? How could Jiang Sixian possibly hurt her? After a moment, she said, “As long as you don’t squeeze me too tight, it should be fine.”
Jiang Sixian’s body heated instantly at those words. Setting down the nail clippers, she climbed onto the bed and pinned Jiang Yi down, voice husky. “That’s not guaranteed.”
As she spoke, she retrieved a tie from the wardrobe and bound Jiang Yi’s wrists.
Jiang Yi didn’t resist, just watched curiously. “Xianxian, what are you doing?”
Jiang Sixian secured the knot with a firm tug before kissing her deeply. “I’m afraid you might get too rough and hurt me, so I’m setting some limits.”
“Jiang Yi, tonight… just listen to me, okay?”
Jiang Yi couldn’t refuse even if she wanted to—Jiang Sixian’s mouth was already on hers.
A hazy desire awakened within her. Jiang Yi felt like a tiny boat tossed by turbulent waves, floating weightlessly.
She felt a bite—not painful, but oddly pleasant. The alcohol numbed her senses, dulling even the sting.
When the sharpness came, Jiang Yi only whimpered faintly before being dragged deeper into the abyss of pleasure.
Jiang Sixian teased her relentlessly, coaxing her to turn over. Jiang Yi obediently pressed her face into the pillow.
Something soft and warm pressed against her back, smooth as rose petals. But soon, the thorns came too.
Jiang Yi frowned, letting out a displeased grunt. If Jiang Sixian wanted to give her flowers, why prick her with thorns?
Hearing this, Jiang Sixian paused, whispering worriedly in her ear, “Does it hurt?”
Jiang Yi shook her head, burying her face deeper into the pillow, unwilling to speak.
Jiang Sixian watched her squirm uncomfortably, soothing her with gentle strokes. “Bear with it… just a little longer.”
“Endure a bit more, and it won’t hurt anymore.”
The night passed in a blur. At some point, Jiang Yi felt herself being flipped onto her back. The last thing she saw before darkness took her was Jiang Sixian’s beautiful face above her.
The next morning, Jiang Yi woke with a splitting headache.
She sat up groggily, only to wince as pain flared through her body.
Looking down, she froze at the sight of mottled bruises covering her skin—as if she’d been beaten up. She turned to Jiang Sixian beside her, fragments of last night resurfacing.
Jiang Yi sucked in a sharp breath. Wait—she, an Alpha, got topped by an Omega?!
No, that wasn’t quite right. Back when they first reunited, hadn’t Jiang Sixian done the same?
Clutching her head, Jiang Yi stared at the sleeping woman beside her, too stunned to face reality.
Under her burning gaze, Jiang Sixian stirred, rolling over with a sleepy blink.
She looked up at Jiang Yi, smiling softly. “Morning.”
Jiang Yi forced a pale smile. “Morning.”
Jiang Sixian shifted closer, resting a hand on Jiang Yi’s abdomen. Her voice was rough with sleep. “Does it still hurt? You kept crying last night, saying it did, but I don’t think you’re injured…”
She tilted her head, concerned. “I might have gone too far. Should I apply some medicine for you today?”
Jiang Yi’s smile twitched. “What do you think?”
She wasn’t an Omega. She didn’t have heats. Yet she’d been taken so many times—of course she wasn’t fine.
Jiang Sixian looked apologetic. “Sorry. Next time, I won’t go so long.”
Jiang Yi inhaled sharply. Damn it. It seemed she’d never escape being pinned under Jiang Sixian for the rest of her life.
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