Chapter 62
A smart rabbit should know how to escape.
So, when Shen Shiwu opened the door to get her things, Jiang Siyi seized the opportunity and dashed to the bedroom, quickly locking the door behind her.
Actually, Shen Shiwu could have easily stopped her.
But… seeing the girl’s panicked retreat, she found it amusing.
There was a knock on the door.
Jiang Siyi, still catching her breath, asked weakly, “What?”
Shen Shiwu’s reply was concise. “Open the door.”
I’m not stupid.
Jiang Siyi scoffed inwardly.
“I have to work tomorrow. What if you leave marks on me again? Should I wear a coat in the middle of summer to cover them up?”
Jiang Siyi looked at the locked door with satisfaction, lay back down on the bed, and rolled around, feeling relaxed and comfortable.
Shen Shiwu’s lips curved into a smile, as if she had thought of something amusing. Then she said calmly, “Really not opening the door?”
That tone…
She seemed to be angry.
Jiang Siyi sat up abruptly. After thinking for a moment, she decided to let Shen Shiwu be angry for now, she could always coax her later.
She touched her nose. “Yes.”
Footsteps sounded outside, then faded away.
Shen Shiwu seemed to have left.
Jiang Siyi sighed in relief and lay back down. She had been getting up early lately, and she slowly closed her eyes, wanting to rest for a while.
Bang—
A loud thud startled her awake. She frowned and called out tentatively, “Shen Shiwu?”
The woman didn’t reply, just continued what she was doing.
The lock was broken.
Smashed to pieces.
Jiang Siyi’s eyes widened in disbelief as she opened the door.
Shen Shiwu casually tossed her suitcase aside and dusted her hands, as if she hadn’t just broken the lock.
She threw the box of finger cots onto the bed, then pinched Jiang Siyi’s cheek, looking down at her. “Who allowed you to run?”
Jiang Siyi was speechless.
She instinctively tried to back away, but Shen Shiwu held her firmly in place. “Answer me,” she said, her voice cold.
Damn it, she had really pissed her off.
Jiang Siyi silently prayed for herself, then finally apologized, “I’m sorry.”
She made up an excuse. “I was sleepy, I wanted to sleep, so I rushed in.”
“I locked the door because I was afraid you would disturb me.”
Shen Shiwu actually chuckled, but the amusement was fleeting, her eyes darkening with a myriad of emotions.
“Jiang Siyi, you’ve become quite skilled at lying.”
“Was I too lenient with you before?”
The woman’s tone was heavy, almost a growl, and Jiang Siyi’s heart trembled, finally feeling scared.
She softened her voice. “I know I was wrong.”
Seeing that Shen Shiwu didn’t react, Jiang Siyi panicked, her voice laced with tears, her eyes slightly red. “I’ve already apologized. You, you can do whatever you want, is that okay?”
Shen Shiwu’s hand moved to her neck.
The woman gently caressed it, not replying, then her fingers tightened slightly.
A slight feeling of suffocation.
It wasn’t unbearable, so Jiang Siyi didn’t struggle.
“Jiang Siyi,” Shen Shiwu leaned closer, nibbling on her chin, “you’re mine.”
Only mine.
Jiang Siyi trembled. Her body was trapped, unable to move, only her heart racing, as if trying to escape her chest.
A tear rolled down her cheek, landing on Shen Shiwu’s eyelashes.
“I’m yours,” she repeated, “Shen Shiwu, I’ve always been yours.”
Before this, Jiang Siyi had only seen finger cots online. She had once read a comment saying that their girlfriend looked very attractive while tearing open a finger cot.
She hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time.
She had thought, Just tearing open a package, what’s so special about that?
Until now.
Shen Shiwu’s hands were beautiful, long and slender, her skin smooth and pale. They looked harmless, like delicate, pure white gardenia blossoms.
Only Jiang Siyi knew their true power.
“Grape-flavored, do you like it?”
Shen Shiwu held her chin with one hand, using the other to tear open the package, and asked.
At this point, how could Jiang Siyi say no?
She nodded. “Mm-hmm.”
The next second, the empty package was tossed onto her face.
Shen Shiwu put on a finger cot, rubbing her fingertips, then leaned down and commanded, “Hold this in your mouth.”
Jiang Siyi obediently opened her mouth, taking the small, square package.
“Don’t drop it, understand?”
“Mm-hmm… I understand.”
The faint grape scent, mingled with the steam from the shower, became even fainter. Shen Shiwu, finding it a waste, leaned down.
Soft and warm—intense and relentless.
The package in Jiang Siyi’s mouth, damp and slippery, slipped from her lips and landed on her cheek.
A soft moan escaped her lips as Shen Shiwu pulled her closer by her ankle.
“You dropped it,” she clicked her tongue, “you have to be punished.”
The water continued to run.
The blanket, the pillows, even her phone, were all on the floor.
As Jiang Siyi wrapped her arms around Shen Shiwu’s wrists, her chin held by Shen Shiwu’s hand, their lips meeting, she closed her eyes, her voice pleading, “Let’s stop here for tonight… okay?”
Seeing the rabbit almost delirious with pleasure,
Shen Shiwu was only slightly satisfied.
Not enough, this wasn’t enough.
She wanted to mark her, to leave her scent on her.
So that no one else would dare to approach her.
So she chuckled softly, feeling Jiang Siyi’s trembling grip on her arm, and whispered, “Baby.”
“The gym or the floor-to-ceiling window?”
Too wild, too much.
Jiang Siyi thought this woman was truly insane.
Her legs went weak, and before she could even speak, she was lifted into Shen Shiwu’s arms.
Then she heard Shen Shiwu say, “I remember you used to hate multiple-choice questions.”
“So,” she smiled mischievously, like a true villain, “let’s make it a multiple-choice question.”
That night was incredibly long.
Shameful, pleasurable, and fulfilling.
As Jiang Siyi’s vision blurred again, she thought,
Crazy it is, then.
After all,
She wasn’t much better herself.
***
A night of indulgence.
The next day, after weeks of clear skies, it started raining in Beicheng.
Jiang Siyi was woken up by the sound of rain against the window.
As she slowly came to her senses and checked her phone, she realized it was past one in the afternoon.
Damn it, was this considered skipping work?
Ignoring her sleepiness, she threw off the covers and was about to get out of bed,
When the bedroom door opened. Shen Shiwu had already changed out of her pajamas and was wearing a long dress. She asked, “Awake?”
Then she added meaningfully, “Need me to carry you?”
Jiang Siyi’s face flushed, and she walked past her and into the bathroom, muttering, “No.”
Looking in the mirror, Jiang Siyi wanted to die. She looked down at the marks on her body, her neck a disaster zone, not to mention her arms and inner thighs.
Did she use her as a chew toy?
Jiang Siyi’s lips twitched into a wry smile. Then she realized her lips hadn’t escaped unscathed either, the slightest movement sending a jolt of pain through them.
A dog, she’s a dog.
She took a deep breath, her anger simmering, and the sounds of her washing up became more forceful.
When she went to the living room, Shen Shiwu was setting the table. Seeing her, she smiled. “Breakfast is ready.”
Heh, after turning me into a mess, she’s acting like nothing happened.
Jiang Siyi pulled out a chair, thinking she was being fierce, then sat down, her body stiffening.
How to describe it?
It hurt.
She maintained a neutral expression, wishing she could just die. Shen Shiwu, busy placing the dishes in front of her, didn’t notice.
Only when Jiang Siyi shifted uncomfortably after each bite did she finally realize something was wrong.
“Mosquitoes?”
Mosquitoes my ass.
Jiang Siyi poked at her food, ignoring her.
“Uncomfortable?”
Jiang Siyi took a bite of food, swallowed, and sniffed. “Thanks to you, I’ve also caught a cold.”
She still hadn’t mentioned that.
But Shen Shiwu kept asking.
“Does a cold affect your posture?”
“…”
Jiang Siyi suspected that Shen Shiwu already knew, but was waiting for her to confess.
Thinking about it made her angry, and she put down her chopsticks, starting to rant. “You didn’t let me sleep until four in the morning, not even giving me a chance to breathe, and every time I said I wanted to rest, you just went faster.”
“One moment on the bed, the next in the gym, not even sparing the, the floor-to-ceiling window.” Jiang Siyi fanned herself, her voice trailing off.
Then she continued, her voice rising again, “Were you trying to collect all the locations in the house?”
Shen Shiwu put a piece of meat on her plate. “Sorry.”
“…”
“But… wasn’t it good?”
Arguing with the current Shen Shiwu was a losing battle. Her words were too explicit, and Jiang Siyi was no match for her, admitting defeat.
“That’s… beside the point.” She picked up her chopsticks and continued eating, then mumbled after a while, “It was good, but it also hurt…”
Jiang Siyi’s competitiveness was truly strange.
She thought—Heh, who can’t talk dirty?
It was just that she wasn’t as shameless as Shen Shiwu…
Shen Shiwu admitted she had gone too far last night, perhaps because of her pent-up anger, her possessiveness towards Jiang Siyi had reached its peak.
“I can barely walk, how am I supposed to go to work?”
Speaking of work, Jiang Siyi suddenly remembered she hadn’t called in sick yet. Tsk, it was all Shen Shiwu’s fault.
“Didn’t you know?” The woman’s expression remained unchanged as she took a bite of lettuce, chewing slowly. “Your audio drama production has been suspended.”
Jiang Siyi’s reaction was dramatic. She frowned. “What?”
Shen Shiwu continued eating, then explained patiently, “There’s a problem with the copyright for the second script, the author seems to have breached the contract.”
The audio drama had two scripts.
The first one was written by Ah Yun, and the second one was by a well-known author.
Jiang Siyi put down her chopsticks and, ignoring her sore legs and other aches, rushed to the bedroom to get her phone.
Shen Shiwu also stood up and followed her.
“Ah Yun, what happened?”
The other end sounded anxious. “I don’t know, I’m trying to contact Ms. Yuan, but she’s not replying.”
“Did she pay the penalty for breaching the contract?”
“No.”
Ah Yun was busy, and after a brief exchange, Jiang Siyi hung up. She looked up and saw Shen Shiwu leaning against the doorframe, her eyes filled with concern.
Shen Shiwu walked over and hugged her.
“Don’t worry,” she said, holding Jiang Siyi tightly, “it’s just an audio drama, it’s not a big deal.”
Jiang Siyi tugged on the corner of her clothes.
She looked like a lost little bunny, her eyes blinking rapidly. It was clear that she was upset.
She said, “Shen Shiwu, can you help me?”
The woman looked at her teary eyes, her lips moving soundlessly
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