Our Love, A Public Service - Chapter 28
Chapter 28
"I miss you," or "I want to sleep with you," which was more likely? Chi Jia knew the answer. When they were together privately, apart from sex, there wasn't much else.
Even so, when Jing Rui said "I miss you" in that low, intimate tone, Chi Jia admitted she was slightly touched. It seemed everyone liked hearing sweet nothings, even if they were obviously insincere.
Chi Jia knew this all too well.
Jing Rui's lips gently brushed against Chi Jia's cheek, her skin soft and smooth. As she kissed her, she felt an unfamiliar longing for another woman. After last night, Chi Jia's initiative had left a lasting impression on her.
"Stay with me tonight." Jing Rui wrapped her arms around Chi Jia, looking into her eyes, repeating her request.
"Okay." Chi Jia met Jing Rui's gaze, her eyes filled with a burning desire that she couldn't hide. Even if she had considered leaving, the thought vanished at this moment.
Seeing her agreement, Jing Rui's mood brightened. "Do you miss me?"
They weren't a couple, why say such cheesy things? Chi Jia lowered her gaze. "No."
"No? Then why are you staying tonight?" Jing Rui continued to tease Chi Jia, her gaze fixed on Chi Jia's beautiful, clear eyes, sparkling with an alluring light.
Chi Jia gritted her teeth, realizing she had fallen for the vixen's trick again. If she had refused earlier, she wouldn't be so embarrassed now. She pushed Jing Rui away. "I'm leaving now! Give me the contract."
"I was wrong." Jing Rui immediately apologized, offering a kiss as appeasement. "Babe, don't leave tonight."
Perhaps Jing Rui didn't mean much by it, but Chi Jia's heart skipped a beat. She liked hearing the vixen call her such intimate names; her ex-boyfriend used to call her that too, but she never felt anything. But when Jing Rui called her "babe," she wanted to…
Chi Jia impulsively kissed Jing Rui; actions spoke louder than words.
As they kissed, they instinctively embraced, lost in each other's warmth and softness.
The body's instinctive reactions were often more honest than the heart. Just like Chi Jia, who always thought she should reject Jing Rui, but her body reacted involuntarily whenever they touched.
Whenever Jing Rui was close to her, she wanted her even closer, always wanting more.
In the past, with her ex-boyfriends, the most intimate they got was kissing. Whenever they tried to touch her, she would push them away in disgust. Now that she thought about it, it was understandable that they couldn't stand her.
Lost in the kiss, Chi Jia eagerly responded to Jing Rui, wondering how she had become like this, entangled with a woman.
Jing Rui and her exes were essentially the same, just wanting to sleep with her, but the difference was, the vixen was upfront about her intentions, not hiding behind a facade of love.
In comparison, Chi Jia actually preferred Jing Rui's approach; at least it wasn't hypocritical. From the beginning, there were no promises or expectations between them, so ending things would be easy.
That was why Chi Jia could be so unrestrained with Jing Rui.
Involving feelings often made things complicated.
Chi Jia, like Jing Rui, didn't like messy relationships.
But this time, neither of them expected that they would be entangled with each other for the rest of their lives, their relationship a complicated mess.
"You like kissing so much…"
“…”
"…It feels good." Miss Chi rarely spoke the truth, but that accidental first kiss with Jing Rui at the bar, that feeling, she would probably never forget.
"I like it too." Jing Rui gently traced Chi Jia's soft lips with her finger. "It's addictive."
Chi Jia didn't reply, but she agreed. She wrapped her arms around Jing Rui's neck and leaned in for another kiss, her actions a clear invitation to continue.
Their lips met, tongues tangling.
Whenever they were intimate, they seemed perfectly in tune with each other's desires.
Chi Jia occasionally opened her eyes, and for a moment, she thought Jing Rui's embrace and kiss were filled with affection. But such thoughts were normal in these situations.
Jing Rui cupped Chi Jia's face in her hands, becoming more and more lost in the kiss, Chi Jia responding with equal fervor. Although she knew they weren't meant to be, she still couldn't help but want to be entangled with her. She didn't want to force anything, yet she couldn't resist provoking this innocent girl.
Jing Rui didn't mention dating again. She felt it was better that way, to avoid an unpleasant ending. It was better to let their relationship develop organically, at least for now, they enjoyed being together, it was consensual and enjoyable, and that was enough.
Their lips were still locked together.
Chi Jia, kissing Jing Rui, pushed her onto the dining table… Jing Rui smiled, returning the kiss. Who was the one who refused so vehemently last time? Now she was being so proactive.
As her bare back touched the cold marble surface of the table, goosebumps rose on Jing Rui's skin. She playfully bit Chi Jia's cheek. "Silly, it's cold."
"Who told you to dress so lightly…"
"How else would I seduce you?" Jing Rui rolled over, kissing Chi Jia's soft lips. "Let's eat first, or you won't have any energy later."
Chi Jia blushed, but she knew tonight would be another long night with the vixen.
After a glass of warm water, Chi Jia calmed down slightly, sitting at the dining table, waiting to be fed by Miss Jing.
Jing Rui handed Chi Jia a bowl of porridge, saying considerately, "Be careful, it's hot."
Besides the seafood porridge, there were also a few small desserts. Chi Jia loved the shrimp dumplings, popping them into her mouth one after another.
"You eat like a pig." Jing Rui sat opposite Chi Jia, eating her porridge elegantly, her eyes fixed on Chi Jia, a smile playing on her lips despite her words.
"I call it enjoying my food." Chi Jia retorted, her cheeks puffed out. "Did you make all of this?" She wondered if there was anything Jing Rui couldn't cook.
"Who else would have made it?" Jing Rui wiped Chi Jia's mouth. "Don't you feel lucky?"
Chi Jia, not quite comfortable with this level of intimacy, changed the subject, muttering, "Didn't you say you just got back today?"
Jing Rui smiled without answering, getting up to refill Chi Jia's bowl.
Chi Jia stared at Jing Rui's back, their earlier conversation making them seem like an old married couple. She shook her head; what was she even thinking?
What she and Jing Rui had wasn't that beautiful. They didn't contact each other usually, only meeting up when they wanted to… do that.
All the tenderness and consideration were just preludes to sex.
Besides, even if they had reached this stage, Chi Jia had no intention of being with a woman in the future. So Jing Rui was perfect for her; their relationship, even with sex involved, was uncomplicated.
But having such a beautiful woman cook for her and constantly seduce her, she must be the envy of many… Chi Jia suddenly understood why her romantic prospects had been so good lately.
Indeed, her romantic luck was booming; after all, the vixen alone was worth ten other romantic prospects.
Staring at Jing Rui's slender waist and the smooth, white skin of her neck, Chi Jia couldn't resist. She stood up, walked behind Jing Rui, wrapped her arms around her, and nuzzled her face against Jing Rui's neck, inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.
This should have been a sweet, intimate embrace between lovers. But between her and Jing Rui, it was, at most, comfortable, Chi Jia thought as she pressed her lips against Jing Rui's cool neck, closing her eyes and kissing her softly.
In the past, Chi Jia would only dare to do this to Jing Rui when she was drunk, but now, completely sober, she was drawn to the feeling.
Jing Rui paused, feeling the sudden warmth behind her, a pair of slender arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She tilted her head back, feeling Chi Jia's breath against her neck.
Chi Jia was kissing her again.
Her heart skipped a beat, a fleeting moment, but the feeling was intense.
"Not hungry anymore?" Jing Rui asked.
Chi Jia leaned in from behind, kissing the corner of Jing Rui's lips, her voice soft. "Not hungry anymore, I want to do it."
That "I want to do it" sounded just like the vixen.
Jing Rui turned around, kissed the bridge of Chi Jia's nose, and lifted her chin. "Little vixen."
"Vixen…" Chi Jia kissed Jing Rui's lips softly, lingering. "I learned it from you."
Chi Jia also realized she was becoming more and more like Jing Rui in some ways.
"We just ate, let's rest for a bit." Jing Rui held Chi Jia close, their eyes locked. She playfully bit Chi Jia's lip. "What's the rush? The night is still young, you can't escape."
Jing Rui was too seductive. Chi Jia had completely forgotten her initial purpose for coming here; her mind was filled with the vixen.
After resting for a while, Jing Rui gave Chi Jia her nightgown and told her to take a shower. Chi Jia felt a slight pang of disappointment, her plans thwarted.
Half an hour later, Chi Jia came out of the bathroom in a sexy red nightgown, her hair still slightly damp, her chest practically flat without a bra.
"Come here." Jing Rui was sitting on the sofa, watching TV and eating fruit. Seeing Chi Jia come out, she smiled and beckoned her over.
As Chi Jia approached, Jing Rui pulled her down onto her lap.
Their legs intertwined, long, fair, and slender.
As Jing Rui tilted her head back, Chi Jia leaned in and kissed her, wrapping her arms around Jing Rui's neck, a silent understanding between them.
"Watch some TV with me." Jing Rui played with Chi Jia's hair, then suddenly smiled. "Want some fruit? I'll feed you."
Not hand-feeding, but mouth-to-mouth.
Chi Jia readily accepted, their lips meeting as Jing Rui fed her the fruit. They finished the plate of fruit mostly through kissing, leaving them both breathless.
On the sofa in the living room, their skin touching, breaths mingling, occasional laughter filling the air.
Chi Jia wondered if Jing Rui had studied this art; she always came up with new ways to be intimate.
"So, if I don't contact you, you won't contact me? If you miss me… call me, understand?" Jing Rui said, as if assigning an important task.
For Chi Jia to admit to missing Jing Rui was more difficult than climbing Mount Everest, although she had indeed missed her these past few days. She leaned her head against Jing Rui's shoulder and muttered, "Who would miss you..."
"Still being stubborn." Jing Rui smiled, then captured Chi Jia's lips with another kiss.
Time ticked by.
On the sofa, Jing Rui held Chi Jia close, a warm embrace. She tilted her head down and gently brushed Chi Jia's face with the back of her hand. "Let's go to bed."
"Okay." Chi Jia replied softly, still slightly dazed.
In the bedroom, as soon as they were on the bed, Chi Jia quickly took the dominant position, looking at Jing Rui with a mischievous smile.
Jing Rui closed her eyes, slightly tired. "Chi Jia, being on top makes you this happy…?"
Chi Jia sensed the blatant mockery in her tone. Actions spoke louder than words, and she didn't stop until Jing Rui was too breathless to speak, finally satisfied.
After their passionate lovemaking, Jing Rui, seemingly having seen through Chi Jia's thoughts, rewarded Miss Chi with a "Mandarin Duck Bath," a romantic bath together. But they were both too exhausted for any further activities, only sharing a few chaste kisses.
Midnight again.
"Want one?" Lying in bed, Jing Rui suddenly produced a chocolate bar and offered it to Chi Jia.
Chi Jia didn't know where Jing Rui got it from, then she remembered the package from a few days ago. "Why did you send me a hundred chocolate bars? So random…"
Jing Rui turned and embraced Chi Jia, gently caressing her face, a seductive smile playing on her lips. "Have one after sex. I have plenty more if you want."
Seeing the same chocolate bars in Jing Rui's house, also a whole box, Chi Jia couldn't help but feel disgusted. A CEO like her, with such lowbrow taste? What a strange hobby.
Chi Jia didn't hold back. "Jing Rui, are you a pervert or something…?"
Hmm
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