Chapter 52 : Intimate Postures

At noon, under the blazing sun, the heat was stifling and the wind didn’t blow, nor did any birds chirp. The fields remained dark and oppressive, with people bending over to work for the harvest of the second half of the year.

Fan Yanxing, having taken leave from the team leader, wiped the sweat from his brow and hurried back along the small path through the mountains. Sunlight filtered through the tree branches, casting stark black-and-white shadows on the ground. He kept his gaze fixed ahead and quickened his pace.

After finally crossing the fields and entering the village, he found the area between the houses to be eerily quiet. There wasn’t a soul in sight, except for a few elderly people and children lounging in the courtyards.

The gate was unlocked, so he easily slipped into the Liang family’s courtyard. He glanced at the partially open door, his eyes darkening as he was about to head in that direction. However, something made him pause. Compulsively, he reached up to tug at the collar of his shirt and sniffed it.

The scent of sweat wasn’t too strong.

But thinking about Liang Qingqing’s cleanliness and the activities planned for later, he decided to turn back to the room, find a fresh set of clothes, and quietly slip into the backyard to quickly wash up before pushing open the door.

With a “click,” the door was locked from the inside.

The person lying on the pillow reading a manuscript was startled, nearly dropping the book.

Fan Yanxing lifted his gaze, and his breath caught.

In the summer heat, Liang Qingqing, who was always a fan of staying cool, had rolled up her loose pants to her thighs, fully exposing her jade-like, slender legs. Her calves were propped up, her feet curled in a crescent shape, seemingly startled.

Her indigo blouse was undone a few buttons, revealing her long, graceful neck and delicate collarbone, leading down to her heaving fullness, with a hint of a snowy white cleft visible.

She looked relaxed, not noticing when her clothing had shifted to reveal a small, alluring section of her slender waist.

“You’re back?” Her voice trembled slightly, with an air of disbelief. It was still early in the workday Fan Yanxing should have still been in the mountains. How could he suddenly appear here?

Liang Qingqing, caught off guard, had a beautiful, confused expression on her face. Her long hair was pulled up with a rubber band, exposing her smooth forehead. Without makeup, her naturally beautiful features still made her look as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Only when she met Fan Yanxing’s deep, penetrating gaze did she realize what was happening. She glanced at the locked door and instinctively moved half an inch closer to the bed, unaware that this action seemed like a tentative rejection mixed with invitation in the eyes of the man watching her.

The obscurity in Fan Yanxing’s eyes deepened further. He hadn’t expected to stumble upon such a “sensual” scene, and his expression became awkward. His Adam’s apple bobbed once before he cleared his throat lightly.

“I’m back from leave.” Fan Yanxing shifted his gaze slightly, focusing on the table by the window, though his mind unavoidably flashed back to the recent, scandalous events that had taken place here. His ears turned a faint pink.

So he was on leave, but what he planned to do during his leave… no one knew better than her.

Liang Qingqing’s lips pressed together nervously. Just as she was about to speak, she noticed him absentmindedly staring at a certain spot. Curiously, she followed his gaze and saw the table. Her back flushed with heat and she instinctively tightened her grip on the bedspread.

The kiss marks from that day had taken four or five days to fade!

Fortunately, they were in a spot where others wouldn’t see them, otherwise, she would be utterly embarrassed.

Realizing this, Liang Qingqing shot him an angry look and snapped, “So why are you in my room? And locking the door! Get out now!”

This statement pulled Fan Yanxing out of his reverie. He clenched his fists against his lips and, having adjusted his thoughts, took a step forward. He approached her with a sense of helplessness, saying, “Qingqing, you’ve been avoiding me for so many days. Don’t you think I deserve a chance to make things right?”

She wasn’t willing to give in, so he had to be more assertive.

“Who’s avoiding you?” Liang Qingqing shrank back, feeling an inexplicable sense of danger as Fan Yanxing drew closer. She quickly said, “Just stay there. Don’t come any closer.”

Fan Yanxing obediently stopped in his track, but the room was so small that he was now only half a step away from her bed.

“Really not avoiding me?”

The faint smile on his lips looked more bitter than sweet. Liang Qingqing’s eyes darted around, her gaze shifting but she still remembered why she was avoiding him. She pretended to be angry and snorted, “Whether it’s real or fake doesn’t matter.”

“It matters. Anything related to you is important.”

Where did he learn these sweet words? Liang Qingqing felt her ears burning from the flattery! It was so cheesy it made her shiver.

However, everyone likes to hear kind words and she was no exception. Despite herself, the corners of her mouth lifted. Noticing this, he seized the opportunity and sat down by the bed. His large hand reached out and accurately grasped her fingers, holding them tightly in his palm.

Liang Qingqing widened her eyes in surprise. She hadn’t expected Fan Yanxing to push his advantage so shamelessly. Though she didn’t really want to break things off with him, she pretended to struggle for a moment before finally letting him hold her hand.

With Fan Yanxing’s proximity, their distance grew even smaller. At that moment, Liang Qingqing caught a pleasant scent of soap. She sniffed and glanced at him.

Fan Yanxing continued explaining the events from that day, his sensual lips moving with each word, but Liang Qingqing didn’t catch a single one.

He must have just finished showering the short hair at the back of his neck was still damp, and a couple of water droplets slid down the wide collar and into the space between his shoulder blades, leaving trails of moisture on his honey-colored skin, creating an ambiguous impression.

The sleeveless jacket clearly displayed his strong and muscular arms. As he pulled her closer, the contours of his muscles became more pronounced. With just a slight adjustment in her position, she could see through the gaps between the buttons his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles.

She remembered that he wasn’t wearing this outfit before he left for work at noon!

Fan Yanxing wasn’t here to apologize, he was clearly here to seduce her! With such a handsome man right in front of her, no matter how big the mistake, it could easily be forgiven with closed eyes.

Lianf Qingqing gritted her teeth, realizing he had pulled out all the stops! Changing clothes, taking a shower, and putting on a submissive act…

“Qingqing, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have given you the cold shoulder. I promise I won’t do it again. Please stop avoiding me, okay?” His voice, always somewhat cold, sounded especially gentle when softened. He even deliberately lowered it, with a tone rising that added a touch of lingering affection.

No one could refuse him.

She barely listened to the long speech, focusing only on his last sentence. Her fingertips clutched the frayed edge of the bedsheet, her lips still turned up in a pout. She neither agreed nor refused, leaving him hanging until he could no longer bear it.

“Hmph, I just looked at him a few more times out of curiosity. It wasn’t like I was flirting with Su Jinchuan. Is it really worth getting angry over?”

As soon as she spoke,Fan Yanxing’s expression froze, and he tightened his grip on her hand.

Flirting with Su Jinchuan? If it were true, he would have dared to gouge out Su Jinchuan’s eyes.

Taking a deep breath,Fan Yanxing was about to speak when he felt her hand on his neck. Her soft, fragrant body pressed against him, her chin resting on his chest. Her voice, sweet and coquettish said, “You promised, you can’t give me the cold shoulder anymore.”

Having reached her goal, she naturally had to accept his apology gracefully.

A slap on the face and a sugar-coated promise, Liang Qingqing usual trick.

He sighed softly, wrapping his arm around her waist to keep her from slipping down. His expression was inscrutable as he finally said with a tone of resignation, “I promise I won’t break my word. This was my mistake.”

After a brief pause, he continued, “But don’t say things that hurt me.”

“I’m just making an analogy. Don’t worry, I’m only flirting with you.”Liang Qingqing lifted her head and planted a kiss on his lips. Perhaps because the atmosphere was too tense, she frowned after the kiss and waved her hand around her nose, saying, “Brother Yanxing, do you smell something?”

Hearing this,Fan Yanxing’s body stiffened slightly. He had just showered…

“No, no,” he answered, trying to distance himself subtly, his panic causing him to overlook her address.

“There definitely is a strong sour smell. Did someone knock over the vinegar jar at home?Liang Qingqing’s eyes sparkled with playful laughter as she watchedFan Yanxing face change from pale to a deep red.

“Qingqing!”

Seeing the flustered look on Fan Yanxing face was a rare sight, and Liang Qingqing laughed uncontrollably, covering her stomach. Seizing the opportunity while he relaxed his grip, she quickly rolled back into bed. But the next moment, he caught her by the ankle with his warm hand, pulling her back into his embrace. This time, the position was even more intimate, with her straddling his thigh.

Feeling the hard muscle contours under her, Liang Qingqing laughter faded, but she didn’t forget her purpose. Ignoring the close contact between them, she pouted and said, “You’re just jealous. You’re definitely thinking about how I was with Su Jinchuan…”

Being touched on a sensitive topic, Fan Yanxing’s eyes flashed with discomfort. His brows furrowed, and he didn’t want to hear her mention another man’s name. He interrupted her sharply, “That’s all in the past.”

It’s in the past, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t care or isn’t affected.

But he didn’t want to hear it. Liang Qingqing, however, was determined to bring it up.

“I did have some feelings for Su Jinchuan before.” As soon as she spoke, she made a cut into Fan Yanxing’s heart, letting cold wind seep through the gap and making his expression turn cold. His eyelids lowered, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

His pale lips were tightly pressed together, his breathing growing heavier as he struggled to contain his surging jealousy.

Liang Qingqing who was sitting right in front of him, could naturally see his troubled emotions. She shrank back, licked her lips, and continued despite her fear, “He’s quite good-looking, a young intellectual and quite refined. It’s only natural that young girls would like him…”

“I said, that’s all in the past. I don’t want to hear about it.”

This was the second time that day that Fan Yanxing had interruptedLiang Qingqing and it was quite rude, completely unlike his usual manner and behavior toward her.

But he did it.

This clearly showed how unwilling he was to hear her talk about Su Jinchuan.