novelraw Chapter 654 Ambiguity
Chapter 654 Ambiguity
The moment their lips touched, Jiang Yang understood why Tian Xiwei had rushed into the room in such a panic and locked the door behind her.
She must have been secretly applying lipstick behind the door, not wanting him to see her clumsy and shy appearance.
The sweet lychee flavor then spread along the lips.
The scent of Xiwei lipstick.
The scent was neither too strong nor too weak, but a subtle fruity fragrance that enveloped the softness of her lips.
A shy and clumsy kiss.
Tian Xiwei's eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembled, and her hands held Jiang Yang's cheeks tightly.
The force was still considerable, though it was a cautious test, as if she was afraid of hurting Jiang Yang.
She was also afraid of being too proactive and appearing unreserved.
Overthinking, conflicting feelings.
Jiang Yang didn't urge him, but responded gently.
His lips gently pressed against hers, allowing her to adjust little by little.
Gradually, Tian Xiwei's shyness faded, and she slowly became immersed in this tenderness.
Relax your tense body.
She slowly released her grip on Jiang Yang's cheek, her fingertips gently tracing his face before hooking her arms around his neck.
She leaned closer to him.
Their noses brushed against each other, their breaths mingling.
Ambiguity lingers.
Tian Xiwei clearly felt Jiang Yang's hand slowly sliding down her cheek.
The warm touch swept across her neck and shoulders, finally settling on her waist.
Gently stroking it.
He tried to slip his hand inside her clothes, but couldn't get it in. He rubbed against her waist repeatedly.
"You idiot! I'm wearing a skirt today, are you blind?" Tian Xi said nervously.
The coquettishness of a Chongqing native.
Her cheeks turned red again.
Having read so many online novels, how could I not know what Jiang Yang is up to?
This sudden intimacy still made her heart race, so she used a swear word to cover up her shyness.
Like a fluffy little kitten.
Jiang Yang opened his eyes and looked down at the white dress she was wearing. The hem of the dress just covered her thighs, and he belatedly realized what was going on.
He pinched her waist, then stopped trying.
He closed his eyes again and continued kissing her.
This time, Jiang Yang's movements were gentle, his lips lightly brushing against hers.
Tian Xiwei's body went slightly limp, and she leaned against him, her arms tightly around his neck, her breathing becoming more and more rapid.
I can't bear to let him go.
Jiang Yang's hand slowly moved down and landed on Tian Xiwei's thigh.
Through the thin hem of her skirt, I could feel the warmth of her skin through my fingertips.
He gently lifted her skirt, his movements careful not to frighten her. The skirt slowly slipped up, revealing her fair and delicate thighs.
The moment your palm touches it, you can feel its delicate smoothness.
Her fingertips gently caressed her, every inch revealing the tenderness of a young girl.
He slowly stroked upwards along the skin of her thigh.
Going up past her knees, her fingertips suddenly touched a thin layer of fabric, and she realized that Tian Xiwei was wearing leggings.
The texture was soft and clung to her skin. He didn't stop moving and continued upwards.
My fingers slipped past the edge of her leggings and touched her warm skin again, moving upwards until they reached her waist.
It traveled up her waist and landed on her back.
He gently stroked her back.
I could feel Tian Xiwei's delicate skin and her slightly taut back.
"Wait a moment."
Tian Xiwei suddenly called for a stop, her voice urgent.
Panic.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes darted away.
The room was so bright that you could clearly see each other's expressions.
This made her even more shy.
The feeling of being seen so clearly made me very uncomfortable: "It's too bright, I need to close the curtains."
Done.
She hurriedly pushed Jiang Yang away and ran quickly to the window.
Grasp the curtains with both hands and pull them forcefully to both sides.
The heavy curtains slowly closed, blocking out the light from the window, and the room instantly darkened, leaving only the faint glow of the bedside lamp.
She then casually pressed the light switch in the room, turning off even the bedside lamp.
The room was completely dark.
Only a sliver of light filtering in from the window was enough to make out each other's silhouettes.
Just then, she heard Jiang Yang's voice in the dim light: "How about we forget it? You've only just come of age."
Jiang Yang could clearly sense Tian Xiwei's nervousness.
She is different from Meng Ziyi and Gulnazar.
Meng Jie and Nazha have been through so much, they are already very familiar with such intimacy, and it is only natural for them.
Xiwei is like a blank sheet of paper in this respect.
Naïve and innocent.
It was her first time.
Reservedness is ingrained in one's bones, and it's hard to avoid it no matter how proactive one is.
It made her tense all over, and every movement she made was filled with helplessness.
Just like Ruonan did back then, we need to take it slowly and not be impatient.
If he is too eager, he might scare Xiwei, which would be counterproductive.
Follow her pace and take it slow.
"It's like you've been an adult for ages. What are you shy about? Is it just your inferiority complex as a virgin? You loser." Tian Xi retorted as soon as she opened her mouth.
Upon hearing this...
Jiang Yang's lips twitched.
People can actually smile when they're speechless.
Xiwei was so guilty.
Is he shy? Is he a virgin?
Don't make your brother Yang laugh.
"Huoguanwei, do you know that what you're saying is ruining the atmosphere?"
"Fuck your cupping therapy."
Tian Xiwei imitated Hao Chun's swearing.
She quickly walked to Jiang Yang's side, reached out and hugged his waist, buried her face in his chest, and said in a muffled voice, feigning anger, "Are you chickening out?"
Jiang Yang smiled.
The vibration from his chest reached Tian Xiwei's cheek, carrying his warm breath: "Who's the coward here?"
"I'm not a coward!"
Tian Xi raised her head slightly and glared at him.
His tone was very stubborn.
Her cheeks were still flushed: "If you don't, I'll surpass you."
As she spoke, she reached out and awkwardly began to undo Jiang Yang's belt.
His fingers frantically searched for the belt buckle, his fingertips trembling, but he couldn't undo it.
The belt buckle slid repeatedly between her fingertips, making her so anxious that a fine layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Her cheeks turned even redder.
A look of helplessness crossed his eyes.
Finally, she could only tug at Jiang Yang's sleeve: "Hurry up and teach me, what kind of stupid belt is this?"
Jiang Yang took her hand and guided her step by step.
He gently fiddled with the belt buckle with his fingertips and patiently explained, "Tighten it like this, then pull it out, and it'll be unfastened, understand?"
"I know, I know!"
Jiang Yang's breath brushed past Tian Xiwei's ear, making her heart beat faster.
Her cheeks were burning hot, and her whole body felt weak. She let him hold her hand and slowly unbuckle her belt.
Tian Xiwei's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.
She took a deep breath, mustered all her courage, and tentatively reached into Jiang Yang's pants.
My head is buzzing.
She buried herself in Jiang Yang's arms, hugging his waist tightly with both hands, and repeatedly muttered, "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, what happened?"
He muttered to himself while inwardly cursing himself for being cowardly.
I'm angry at myself for being so clumsy.
There's a ton of theoretical knowledge, but when it comes to actually putting it into practice, even something as simple as this is handled so clumsily.
"It's okay, take your time, no rush."
As he spoke, Jiang Yang bent down and picked up Tian Xiwei.
The movements are gentle.
He walked step by step to the bedside, gently placed her on the bed, and then lay down himself and snuggled into the covers.
Tian Xiwei immediately turned around, wrapped her arms around Jiang Yang's neck, and leaned in to kiss his lips.
This time, she was less shy and more proactive.
Still clumsy.
Their lips gently met, her fingertips gripping his clothes tightly as if grasping a lifeline. A tender kiss spread through the dimly lit bed, carrying each other's scent.
It was both innocent and sweet.
Before long, Tian Xiwei gradually became engrossed.
Suddenly, she felt Jiang Yang's hand lift her skirt again, slowly moving upwards.
He traced his fingers down her thigh to her back, then tentatively slipped his hand inside her leggings.
The moment her fingertip slipped in a little, the unfamiliar sensation made Tian Xiwei stiffen.
Startled, she immediately shrank back, pressing herself tightly against Jiang Yang while holding down his hand to prevent him from reaching inside.
My heart was pounding, and my breathing became rapid.
Once her panic subsided, Tian Xiwei lay down next to Jiang Yang, feeling angry again.
I'm angry at myself for being so cowardly. I'm even afraid of the slightest intimate touch. What's wrong with me?
She kicked the blanket a few times: "Give me some time to calm down, you go about your business."
"I'm not busy right now." He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "What do you want?"
"Hey, you're busy, don't look at me."
Tian Xiwei quickly turned around, her back to Jiang Yang.
She gripped her phone tightly with both hands, her cheeks still flushed, and her heart pounding.
On the phone screen, a sexually explicit online novel for female readers is displayed.
It described the entire process of doing it in detail, but she didn't understand anything about it and could only learn as she watched.
She was afraid of embarrassing herself again and being laughed at by Jiang Yang.
"Reading a novel? Which one?"
"I'm reading a novel written by Chao Yue," Tian Xiwei replied casually.
"Chaoyue writes novels? I had no idea."
Jiang Yang thought about it and realized that it was true.
Last year, I took Yang Chaoyue on his first airplane ride and mentioned writing a novel to him briefly.
What was the "Leap Forward Plan" written back then?
I remembered.
The domineering CEO type,
"She had been writing it for a while, but she was too embarrassed to let you see it, afraid that you would laugh at her to her face."
"Then why should I tell you?" Jiang Yang asked.
"I wouldn't laugh at her to her face, I'd only laugh at him behind her back... Hey, don't look at my phone."
Seeing that Jiang Yang was still staring at her, she suddenly turned around.
They snatched Jiang Yang's phone and made him unlock it.
After a series of actions, the phone was returned to Jiang Yang, and the image on the screen surprised him.
Tian Xiwei had just used his phone to tag all members of the [Beautiful Girl Battle 4] group and sent a message: [“Sexy Xiao Jiang, flirting online, everyone come out.”]
"You've ruined my reputation, Xiwei."
"Now you're going to get busy, aren't you?"
Tian Xiwei ignored Jiang Yang, turned her back, and pulled the blanket over her head.
I stared intently at the erotic female-oriented online novel on her phone screen.
Detailed steps.
You should learn and apply what you learn immediately.
She couldn't let Jiang Yang find out that she actually knew nothing and was all talk and no action.
Liu Haochun was the first to chime in: [“Who’s playing with my boss’s phone? Rumoring about my boss, go to hell, take it back!”]
Zhang Ruonan cursed, "Damn it, ruining his reputation, take it back!"
Liu Haochun tagged Bai Lu: [“Paparazzi sister, is that you?”]
Bai Lu was snuggled in bed, searching for gossip trending on social media. Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston's relationship had been exposed.
There was also the scandal involving Edison Chen and Qin Shupei's passionate romance.
She scrolled through the related entries one by one, only to find that they were all the same old, familiar topics.
The more I watch it, the less interesting it becomes.
Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston just had photos of them kissing and dating released, and netizens are saying they've never seen anything like it.
The photos kept revolving around the couple's vacation in Rhode Island.
There's also the controversy surrounding Taylor Swift's quick move on to a new relationship right after breaking up with her ex-boyfriend Kevin Harris.
There's nothing new here.
The same applies to the scandal involving Edison Chen and Qin Shupei.
Qin Shupei's husband, Zhao Lei, criticized the two for having no moral bottom line. Qin Shupei clarified that she had already signed a divorce agreement. Edison Chen responded defiantly while wearing a T-shirt with profanity. The argument has been a back-and-forth between the two sides, with no new developments.
It's either endless Reuters photos flooding the screen, or pointless mudslinging.
Boring and dull.
The main problem is that there aren't any currently popular celebrities whose scandals are more exciting.
I'm not interested in the gossip about Wu Yifan and Xiao G Na anymore.
It wasn't until I saw Jiang Yang's message that I finally laughed.
The gossip has now spread to the boss.
Having spent so much time with Jiang Yang, I know his personality inside and out.
He's secretly very passionate.
Despite being a lecherous old man, he still maintains the appearance of a virtuous gentleman and would never say such a thing.
At first glance, I thought she posted it.
This infuriated the two Jiang Yang lackeys in the group.
[“Chunbao, you’re wronging me! It really wasn’t me. I’m in my hometown of Changzhou. There’s no Jiangyang in my bed.”] Bai Lu sent a message.
After a few seconds of silence in the group, Yang Chaoyue was the first to pop up: [“It wasn’t me either. I was recording a dance video to hand in as homework for Haochun.”]
Immediately afterwards, Yang Chaoyue filmed her practicing dance in her room and posted it in the group chat.
Jiang Yang clicked to read it.
When I first arrived at Yang Chaoyue's house, I remember that her room was very simple.
The white walls, some peeling and mottled, were covered with stains.
Even the posters won't stick properly.
The edges were curled and yellowed, and old clothes and miscellaneous items were piled up in the corner.
The old wooden desk, its paint peeling and its surface pitted, held several old exercise books with curled pages.
The cosmetics consisted of only one or two cheap lipsticks and face creams, which were casually tossed on the corner of the table.
There were no curtains on the windows; a tattered cloth was used to barely block out the light.
As evening fell, dim light shone through the gaps in the curtains, making the room dark and stuffy; one could easily bump into the corner of the table if not careful.
Later, Chaoyue acted in movies and appeared on variety shows, earning acting fees and appearance fees, as well as a fixed salary, so he no longer had to live frugally.
When I returned to my hometown, I completely renovated my room.
The room in the video now is very different from before.
Refreshed.
The mottled walls were repainted to a clean, milky white, smooth and even. Her posters were pasted on the walls, and Jiang Yang recognized them.
Each one was carefully selected and specially customized by Yang Chaoyue.
All of them were photos she and her friends had taken before, which she enlarged and turned into posters, neatly pasted up, full of her heartfelt wishes.
The first one is about surpassing oneself.
It was filmed when they were shooting a movie in Beiping.
In the photo, she is wearing a simple theatrical costume, with a neat ponytail, standing in an old alley in Beiping. The photo was taken by Jiang Yang. She has a faint smile on her face, and her eyes are bright and firm, full of vitality.
The second one is Liu Haochun's.
It was taken when a few of us had a meal together.
In the photo, Liu Haochun is wearing a white shirt, sitting at a dining table, holding a glass of juice.
A faint smile played at the corners of her lips.
His expression was gentle and composed, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
The background is a bustling restaurant.
After Yang Chaoyue enlarged it and made it into a poster, he pasted it next to his own poster, making it very eye-catching.
The third picture is of Tian Xiwei.
This photo was taken while I was filming in Hengdian.
In the photo, Tian Xiwei is wearing a light-colored ancient costume, her hair is tied into a simple bun, and there are wisps of hair hanging down by her temples.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were bright and lively.
She lowered her head and fiddled with her sleeves, looking charming and natural.
It's clear that Yang Chaoyue cherishes this photo.
The last picture was taken by Zhao Jinmai during the Chinese New Year last year.
The little girl in the photo has a childlike appearance.
Wearing a red New Year's coat, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, she held a small red envelope in her hand and had a bright smile on her face.
Eyebrows crooked.
Childlike innocence and cuteness.
The background is the house in the girl's hometown, with Spring Festival couplets pasted on it.
The old clutter in the corner has been cleaned up.
Unopened snacks and storage cabinets were placed on the shelves.
Her cosmetics and some small items were neatly arranged inside.
The old wooden desk was replaced with a white one, the surface of which was clean and tidy, with cosmetics scattered in a messy yet orderly fashion.
There is also a desk lamp.
The windows were fitted with light gray blackout curtains.
If you pull the curtains down again in the evening, the room will have soft lighting without feeling dark.
In the video, Yang Chaoyue is wearing a simple T-shirt and sweatpants.
Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her clean face showed the weariness of handing in homework to Teacher Haochun. She was clumsily practicing her dance to the music, muttering, "Why can Xiwei not have to teach Haochun homework? Is it just because Xiwei has a solid foundation in dance? It's not fair."
They were practicing basic jazz moves.
Raise your hand, kick your leg, turn around.
Stiff and clumsy, with uncoordinated hands and feet, he made mistakes from time to time.
Either you're a beat too slow in raising your hand, or you're kicking at the wrong angle, and you end up sweating profusely from practicing.
The stray hairs on her forehead were stuck to her brow.
What puzzled Jiang Yang was that in the video, Yang Chaoyue would shout "Ha!" every ten seconds or so.
The sound was very loud.
"Is 'Chaoyue' about counting beats while dancing?"
Jiang Yang muttered.
That shouldn't be the case; there's no way you count the beats every ten seconds or so.
It's more like venting emotions.
Jiang Yang only understood what had happened when he saw the end of the video.
Because Yang Chaoyue complained to the camera: "It's all Bai Lu's fault. She sent me that Pinduoduo red envelope link. I wanted to get 100 yuan back. My dad is a new user, so I sent it to him. As a result, my dad placed an order on Pinduoduo and bought a lamp."
She paused, then pointed to the light on the ceiling behind her, even more helplessly: "It's a voice-activated light. They say it's very energy-efficient. My light bulb broke, so my dad installed it. Now I have to breathe out every ten seconds or so, otherwise the light will turn off. It's so annoying! I've been breathing out all night!"
[“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter.”] Bai Lu sent a message.
Zhao Jinmai chimed in: ["It wasn't me, I was doing my homework."]
As she spoke, she took a picture of herself doing her homework in her room and posted it in the group chat.
In the photo, Zhao Jinmai is sitting at a neat desk.
I'm in the third year of junior high school, and my desk is piled high with all sorts of review materials and workbooks.
At the very front is an open math final exam review sheet.
The page was covered with densely written calculation steps, and a few questions were left blank.
A black pen and an eraser were placed next to it.
On the left side are piled up textbooks for Chinese, English, and physics.
Her delicate name was written on the cover.
There is a small desk lamp with soft light that just illuminates a corner of the desk.
Zhao Jinmai was wearing pink pajamas, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she was facing the camera with her brows slightly furrowed and her expression serious. However, the corners of her mouth were slightly turned down, revealing a hint of reluctance.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jinmai sent another message: [“I’m so fed up. What a lousy school! The final exams are tomorrow, and they’re still assigning homework. I just want to learn from Chaoyue and drop out.”]
[“Don’t drop out of school, MaiMai, study hard.”] Yang Chaoyue replied instantly.
Immediately afterwards, he sent Zhao Jinmai three exclusive red envelopes.
The first red envelope had a note that read, "May Mai grow taller quickly."
The second note reads, "Grow up quickly, Mai Mai."
The third note reads, "MaiMai, study hard."
Zhao Jinmai quickly accepted the first two red envelopes.
The third one, however, has remained silent for a long time.
A few seconds later, Zhao Jinmai sent a message: ["Thank you, Chaoyue. I won't accept money that I shouldn't have."]
Upon seeing this message, Yang Chaoyue immediately sent a 60-second voice message.
Upon opening the voice message, Yang Chaoyue's voice came through, speaking rapidly and without pause, blurting out: "Zhao Jinmai, have I been too lenient with you? What will you do if you don't study hard? Become an actress with only a junior high school diploma like me? I had no choice back then; my family wasn't well-off, so I had to drop out of school to work. Does your family lack that little bit of money? All you talk about is studying, studying, studying. I wanted to study but couldn't, and you, on the other hand, have the opportunity to study but don't cherish it! Look at the photos of your room; socks are piled up and you don't tidy up. What kid is like you? If the media took pictures of you like that, you'd be trending on social media for all the wrong reasons. And you don't even study? What right do you have not to study? Let me tell you, you must study hard, or you'll regret it later, I..."
Yang Chaoyue speaks at an absurdly fast pace.
Tian Xiwei had never heard Yang Chaoyue say such fierce words before, so she quickly said to Jiang Yang, "Don't listen to it, don't listen to it, Chaoyue is overreacting, it's terrifying."
Jiang Yang didn't listen any further.
Not long after, Zhao Jinmai posted a message in the group: ["Chaoyue, you scared me. What you said is exactly what my mom said. There's a mom living in this group."]
[“So, are you still going to study hard?”] Yang Chaoyue immediately followed up with a message.
"I won't learn!" Zhao Jinmai replied instantly.
Yang Chaoyue stopped typing and sent a 60-second voice message.
This time, Zhao Jinmai didn't hesitate: ["Okay, okay, I'll learn, I'll learn. Just don't nag me like this when we meet in the future, I'll go crazy, I can't stand it."]
Seeing the messages about the two bickering, Liu Haochun finally couldn't help but bring up the main topic: ["@Jiang Yang, who exactly are you? Give the phone back to Jiang Yang."]
Zhang Ruonan followed closely behind: ["Give it to Jiang Yang."]
Liu Haochun then sent another message: [“Tian Xiwei, did you do this?”]
Tian Xiwei looked at the messages in the group and laughed out loud.
Jiang Yang was about to type: [“It’s Xiwei…”].
Before the message could be sent, it was discovered that Tian Xiwei had already sent a message first.
It's a photograph.
The photo is a selfie of Tian Xiwei.
She lay on the king-size bed in the hotel room, with a landscape painting hanging above the bed, a lamp on the bedside table, and a charging mobile phone.
The curtains were light gray and half-open, letting in some light from outside.
Tian Xiwei was wearing pajamas with lace trim at the neckline.
The soft fabric clung to her body, outlining her slender waist.
She lay on her side on the bed, her hair scattered on the pillow, her cheeks flushed, her eyes curved into crescents, and she made a small peace sign at the camera.
She has a lovely expression.
She was the only one lying on the bed.
Jiang Yang stared at the photo, stunned.
Yang Chaoyue and Zhao Jinmai in the group were posting live photos, but he could tell at a glance that Xiwei's photo wasn't taken recently.
It was filmed at the hotel where they stayed while filming in Hengdian.
Tian Xiwei sent another message: ["It wasn't me. I'm alone in the hotel room. Jiang Yang isn't with me; he's in his room."]
Jiang Yang raised his hand and gently poked Tian Xiwei's waist: "Xiwei, aren't you ashamed to say this in the group chat? You're clearly in the same room as me, yet you're pretending."
"I'm blushing, my face is really red right now," came Tian Xi's slightly muffled voice from under the covers.
Jiang Yang smiled and lifted the blanket slightly.
The room was dimly lit, with only the faint light from Tian Xiwei's phone screen illuminating her face.
You can clearly see that her cheeks are very red.
My ears felt hot.
She avoided his gaze, not daring to look at him.
I glanced at Tian Xiwei's phone screen.
The screen is displaying a sexually explicit online novel for female readers.
Jiang Yang could see a few lines of text on the page that stood out: ["His fingertips, warm to the touch, traced her lips, then slowly slipped inside. Her body stiffened, then relaxed, slumped down, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. She slowly descended into the man's embrace..."]
Jiang Yang understood.
Xiwei wanted to learn by following the content of the novel.
Her inherent shyness prevented her from taking any action.
He has a wealth of theoretical knowledge, remembering even the details in novels perfectly, but when it comes to actual practice, he's terrible.
The same is probably true for White Dew.
She always talks a big game, always telling him to surpass her.
He has more theoretical knowledge than anyone else.
In actual practice, he might be even more clumsy than Tian Xiwei.
Tian Xiwei noticed Jiang Yang's gaze on her phone screen and panicked instantly. She covered the screen with her hand and hurriedly said, "Don't look! You're not allowed to look!"
Her cheeks turned even redder.
But then I thought, since neither of them knows how to do it, there's no harm in watching.
He decided to lay his cards on the table, letting go of Jiang Yang's hand and handing the phone to him: "Look, look, let's watch together and learn together, since neither of us knows how to do it anyway."
He paused for a moment.
She raised her chin: "I'm definitely better than you. I've seen so many like this, I know way more than you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Tian Xiwei felt Jiang Yang hug her waist, his body pressing against hers. (End of Chapter)