NOVEL NEXT Chapter 56 - Come in with me
Jiang Zi handed one of the bath towels to Tang Yuan, motioning for her to take it.
Tang Yuan glanced at the bathroom, then at the towel in Jiang Zi’s outstretched hand. Hesitantly, she reached out and took it.
She hugged the towel to her chest, her head bowed, nervously clutching the fabric. “Sister, if I don’t shower, will you dislike me?”
Jiang Zi’s gaze fell on the little tuft of hair(Ahoge) sticking up from Tang Yuan’s head. Her eyes softened, an ethereal grace radiating from her lowered lashes. Her lips quirked slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smile forming.
Just as Tang Yuan was about to look up after receiving no response, Jiang Zi placed a hand on the tuft of hair, gently pressing it down. It kept Tang Yuan’s head lowered, ensuring she wouldn’t catch the emotions flickering in her gaze.
“I won’t dislike you, but…”
Tang Yuan perked up as if spotting a ray of hope. She clutched Jiang Zi’s hand, her eyes sparkling as she looked up. “But?”
Jiang Zi turned her eyes away. “Mm, the bed’s wide enough for two. Little Tang Yuan skipping a shower shouldn’t affect me much.”
The smile on Tang Yuan’s face froze. She turned to look at the bed—a galaxy seemed to divide the two pillows. With the sound of hissing snakes all around, how could she possibly sleep peacefully without getting closer?
The towel in Tang Yuan’s hands was wrinkled from her grip. Her spirits deflated.
“Fine…” Tang Yuan grumbled, climbing off the bed. She slipped on the disposable slippers, her peripheral vision catching sight of the snakes slithering beneath the floor. Her lips trembled, and she instinctively grabbed Jiang Zi’s hand, refusing to let go.
Jiang Zi gently squeezed her hand and offered calmly, “Want me to go in with you?”
“Yes, yes!” Tang Yuan forced a laugh. “How about you shower with me, too?”
Jiang Zi: “Sure.”
Tang Yuan was speechless. “Do I look like an idiot to you?”
Jiang Zi shrugged and offered another option. “Then go in by yourself?”
Tang Yuan: …
It was that feeling of knowing your wife was up to no good, but being unable to resist her anyway.
Tang Yuan gritted her teeth, finally letting go of Jiang Zi’s hand. With a determined stride, she marched toward the bathroom. It’s sealed up tight—what’s there to be afraid of?
She took one step into the bathroom, paused, and turned back.
Like a bullied kitten, she whimpered, “Sister, come in with me… I don’t dare go in alone.”
Jiang Zi raised a brow, taking her time as she strolled over. With a towel in her hand, she pulled Tang Yuan along and stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind them.
No wonder Tang Yuan was scared.
There wasn’t a shower area—only a glass bathtub, fully transparent.
A transparent bathtub, paired with transparent flooring, beneath which coils of snakes stared upward.
Jiang Zi clicked her tongue as she looked at the towel in her hand.
She had thought it was a shower—a casual opportunity to admire her wife’s figure.
She hadn’t expected a grand bathtub. Was fate granting her a chance to get closer to her wife?
Tang Yuan’s thoughts, on the other hand, were a chaotic mess of scared, scared, self-soothe, self-soothe. But her noisy internal turmoil couldn’t dampen Jiang Zi’s good mood.
Jiang Zi turned on the hot water, letting the tub fill. While waiting, she hung both their towels on the racks.
Looking back at Tang Yuan, who was still clutching her hand tightly, Jiang Zi’s eyes glimmered with mischief.
“Little Tang Yuan, time to take your clothes off.”
Tang Yuan blinked, finally realizing the situation she was in.
[This… this isn’t appropriate, right? We just got together, and now we’re already facing something so stimulating.]
Hearing Tang Yuan’s thoughts, Jiang Zi hesitated. Am I being too impatient? She sighed inwardly. She hadn’t planned on doing anything inappropriate in the first place.
[But this kind of situation… how could someone in love resist? Isn’t this just setting me up to sin?]
Jiang Zi swallowed back the words on the tip of her tongue, her dark eyes narrowing slightly.
Tang Yuan’s face turned red from the rising steam and the sight of the filling bathtub.
[But taking advantage goes both ways, doesn’t it? Doesn’t that mean I can use this as a chance to touch, to kiss, to get closer…]
[No, no! What am I even thinking? Sister, why aren’t you undressing yet? Should I help? Would that make me a pervert?]
So, little Tang Yuan had desires too—just like her.
Today might have marked their official relationship status, but their feelings hadn’t just started today.
Jiang Zi’s heart stirred at the thought of mutual honesty, of doing what they both wanted, of bringing her dreams to life. Her gaze deepened, drawing Tang Yuan into her endless abyss.
Jiang Zi grabbed Tang Yuan’s hand and guided it to her shirt hem. “Little Tang Yuan, help sister undress.”
Tang Yuan’s heart leapt into her throat. She hadn’t expected Jiang Zi to be this direct—maybe it was her emotions running high. Following her impulsive thoughts, Tang Yuan’s fingers brushed the hem of Jiang Zi’s shirt, and she hesitantly lifted it, revealing the black bra underneath.
Her figure was impeccable.
The toned, powerful lines of her waist showed off well-defined abs. Moving upward, her chest, wrapped snugly, wasn’t overly large—a modest B-cup.
Jiang Zi guided her hand further, bending forward as she swiftly and decisively pulled off her shirt.
Her skin was a cold porcelain white, glowing with a delicate sheen in the steam-filled room. It was smoother than fine jade, and her arms bore beautiful triangular deltoid muscles. When her arms rested naturally, faint muscle definition could still be seen, giving her an aura of strength.
No wonder Jiang Zi could lift her so effortlessly every time.
Once again, Jiang Zi took her hand, guiding it to her waist. She hooked Tang Yuan’s fingers around the waistband of her pants, then released her hand, her sly fox-like eyes locking onto Tang Yuan with silent encouragement.
The bathtub filled to the brim, water spilling over its edges and dripping onto the floor, the sound as clear and serene as a flowing stream.
The gentle noise jolted Tang Yuan back to reality. Her fingertips burned with heat.
She… She’s going to pull it down.
Her free hand joined the other, and she clenched her eyes shut as she tugged down with all her might.
The dull thud of fabric hitting the floor was quickly followed by a searing grip on her hand—Jiang Zi’s hot fingers wrapped tightly around hers, pulling her close until they were face to face.
Tang Yuan felt her other hand brush against the smooth skin of Jiang Zi’s waist. Jiang Zi’s voice, low and tinged with an unmistakable desire, was devastatingly alluring.
“My turn, little Tang Yuan.”
Tang Yuan didn’t dare open her eyes. She knew all too well how breathtaking Jiang Zi looked at this moment. Even though the remaining lingerie provided some cover, her imagination alone was enough to overwhelm her.
She cowarded.
Jiang Zi watched Tang Yuan, who stood stiffly like a defendant awaiting sentencing, her cheeks flushed red and steam practically rising from her head.
A faint smile danced across Jiang Zi’s lips. She released her hold on Tang Yuan’s shirt and slid her hand inside, fingers brushing over her back as they found their target.
With a soft click, the clasp came undone.
The sudden release sent a tingling sensation down Tang Yuan’s spine, snapping her eyes open.
Jiang Zi, with practiced ease, grabbed the hem of Tang Yuan’s shirt and smoothly removed it.
The view she’d dreamed of day and night now unfolded before her.
Jiang Zi cupped Tang Yuan’s nape, pulling her in for a deep, searing kiss.
In the steamy, quiet space, the intoxicating swirl of hormones ran rampant, unchecked and unstoppable.