Chapter 322 - 219: First Kiss

Chapter 322: Chapter 219: First Kiss

Shen Yu quietly climbed out of bed.

The conservative pajamas, or the silk slip nightgown?

That was the question...

But the hotel room was so warm. It wouldn’t be a good idea to wear something too thick, would it?

And she’d brought it all this way.

"Silly Dr. Jiang."

She whispered the words and finally chose the silk slip nightgown.

It was a creamy white slip nightgown with thin straps, the fabric incredibly soft.

The hemline barely covered the top third of her thighs, and the deep V-neckline was edged with a border of French lace.

It revealed her fair, slender neck, her delicate collarbones, and the suggestive curve of her chest...

The verdict: top-tier.

Shen Yu walked to the full-length mirror for a look, and her cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

’This is too... too revealing!’

’The clothes Liu Xiaotian gave me really are too daring to wear!’

But, the moment she thought about the person in the bathroom being Jiang He...

The Dr. Jiang who would patiently take care of her even when she was only pretending to be asleep.

She felt it was all worth it.

Shen Yu quickly burrowed back under the covers, her heart still in a tangle.

’It’s a shame I didn’t bring stockings. I should have brought a pair. Dr. Jiang obviously likes stockings!’

’But... if I wore stockings, it would be hard to explain. Who wears stockings to bed? Wouldn’t that just be pure seduction?’

’Right, right, right. It’s better not to wear them. Better not to. This is more natural.’

Having successfully convinced herself, Shen Yu now wondered if she could successfully seduce Jiang He.

About ten minutes later, the sound of water stopped.

Jiang He had also changed into his pajamas.

Fresh from a hot shower, Dr. Jiang looked incredibly handsome.

—Every guy thinks he looks his most handsome right after a shower.

He thought Shen Yu was fast asleep and planned to turn off the lights and go to bed.

As he casually turned his head, he happened to see Shen Yu watching him with her eyes open!

And when she was caught, she quickly squeezed them shut again!

Jiang He paused. "...You’re not asleep?"

Shen Yu: "I... I just woke up."

"Oh, I see. I’ll turn off the light then. Let’s get some sleep."

With that, Jiang He turned off the light.

"Um..."

The small lump on the bed suddenly shifted slightly.

Shen Yu said, "Actually... I’m still a little cold..."

Jiang He, that clueless guy, finally got the hint.

Translated, it meant: I want to be held. I want to sleep together.

Jiang He: "Alright, I’ll come over then."

Teacher Shen: "Mhm, mhm~"

Jiang He got ready to slip in.

The moment he lifted the blanket,

he caught a flash of creamy white.

He didn’t get a clear look.

But it was definitely not what she was wearing before!

Jiang He froze,

and Shen Yu quickly yanked the blanket back!

Jiang He said, "You..."

Shen Yu said, "You... Hurry up and get in, you’re letting the cold air in..."

Jiang He was silent for a moment.

Then he quickly slipped under the covers.

He smoothly pulled Teacher Shen into his arms.

His hands found her waist, and the thin straps looked as if they could slip off her shoulders at any moment.

Now he could see clearly.

—It was a little nightgown.

—Was she wearing anything underneath?

Jiang He didn’t dare let his thoughts run wild, so he defaulted to his clueless-guy persona, "Why are you wearing so little? This silk isn’t warm at all. What if you catch a cold?"

Shen Yu: "..."

’He really is a block of wood! Is this really the time to be worried about whether I’m cold or not?!’

Just then,

Jiang He suddenly used a bit of strength.

He pulled Shen Yu deeper into his embrace.

"Ngh?!"

Even though they had hugged this tightly at the airport just a few hours earlier,

in the privacy of the room, with only thin fabric between them, the feeling was completely different.

Jiang He held her very, very tightly.

Shen Yu was held so tightly she could barely breathe.

"Dr. Jiang, what’s wrong?"

"Nothing. I’m afraid you’ll get cold."

"You, you, you... You rascal! You’re being naughty!"

"I am being good."

"You are not!"

Shen Yu squirmed in his arms.

But how could she have known? Under the covers, every bit of friction between their bodies was a test of endurance.

Especially when she was wearing so little!

And nothing underneath!

’So soft...’

"I really am being good..."

"You still dare to say that!"

Shen Yu lightly pounded on Jiang He’s chest a few times.

This movement created some distance between them.

Shen Yu’s hair was slightly disheveled.

Strands of it clung to her cheeks.

The neckline of the creamy white silk nightgown was so low.

And her movements had caused it to shift to one side.

The delicate lines of her collarbone and shoulder were completely exposed.

Any lower... any lower and he didn’t dare to look.

The French lace at the edge of the deep V-neck rose and fell gently with her every breath...

"Where are you looking!"

Shen Yu caught where Jiang He’s gaze had landed and quickly reached out to cover his eyes. "Close them!"

"How can you blame me for this..."

Jiang He gave a wry smile as Teacher Shen covered his eyes.

’It was like being in the NBA,’ he thought. ’When you can’t stop Curry’s shot, you just have to cover his eyes.’

A moment later, Jiang He caught her hands.

Then he used a bit of strength and pulled her down.

"You... What are you doing..."

Shen Yu wasn’t stupid.

She could already feel the change in atmosphere.

At that moment, she finally remembered Liu Xiaotian’s warning.

—Never play with fire. When you’re dealing with a twenty-one-year-old guy, if you play with fire, you’re bound to get burned.

—Sister Tian, is it too late to regret this now?

—Is there any way to fix this, AHHHHHH!

Jiang He said, "Teacher Shen, wearing these kinds of clothes in bed and moving around like that is very dangerous, you know?"

"I... I wasn’t moving around." Shen Yu guiltily averted her gaze, not daring to meet Jiang He’s eyes.

But she was unwilling to be subdued so easily and kicked her legs a little.

With that kick, she accidentally hit Jiang He.

Jiang He had the build of an athlete, so he wasn’t hurt. Instead, it was Shen Yu who felt the sting of the impact.

"Hiss..." Shen Yu frowned. "That kind of hurts..."

"A cramp?"

Jiang He threw open the blanket.

Instantly revealing Shen Yu’s long, straight, and dazzlingly pale legs.