Purely Accidental - Chapter 17
Chapter 17
The night breeze brushed against the window with a gentle whisper.
Pei Youshan lay on her back, feeling everything had happened too suddenly, too unreal.
Her mind slowly replayed the events of earlier and Xu Jingshu's words.
With her mouth.
Mouth...
—Was it what she thought?!
Before Xu Jingshu could move, she saw Pei Youshan suddenly bolt upright from the bed.
A flush spread like wildfire from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, her entire being resembling a delicate mimosa plant, reacting at the slightest touch.
"Let's not!"
Pei Youshan exclaimed, then abruptly lowered her voice when she met Xu Jingshu's puzzled gaze.
"I think we should skip it this time... next time, maybe."
This was their first time together, and using mouths right away... just thinking about it made her...
Heart racing, face burning, unbearably shy.
Meanwhile, Xu Jingshu remained as composed as ever.
And somewhat eager.
With others, she had no such interest.
But with Pei Youshan, this interest automatically multiplied, drawing her closer.
Leaning slightly forward, she gently took Pei Youshan's hand, her thumb stroking the palm, her voice carrying an inexplicable allure: "Miss Yue, don't you want to try?"
Pei Youshan pressed her lips together, her sparkling eyes fixed on Xu Jingshu.
As the ancients said: Appetites for food and sex are human nature.
Loving beautiful things is simply instinctive.
So facing Xu Jingshu's exquisite features, Pei Youshan couldn't bring herself to refuse.
But doing this on their first time felt too... intense.
The fingers in her palm continued their teasing circles, silently stirring an itch that seemed to scratch at her heart.
Without thinking, she grabbed that finger, suppressing her reaction as she whispered: "I didn't say we wouldn't try..."
"I mean, you should trim your nails first... then we can try."
"Anyway, no mouths for the first time!"
Under the warm yellow light, Xu Jingshu silently observed the bashful woman before her.
After a moment, she suddenly leaned in, kissing those soft, rosy lips, then those star-bright eyes, ultimately deciding to spare her this time.
Even teasing a cat has its limits, let alone teasing a person.
So she knew when to stop, maintaining sustainable patron-teasing principles for longer-term plans.
"Alright," she kissed the corner of Pei Youshan's mouth, "whatever Miss Yue says."
Pei Youshan's tense shoulders instantly relaxed as she sighed in relief.
Xu Jingshu then asked: "Should I still stay tonight?"
Pei Youshan kept hold of her fingers, showing no intention to let go. After a pause, she leaned forward and, unusually proactive, kissed Xu Jingshu: "Stay."
"Stay with me."
......
The large bed hosted two people sleeping at opposite ends, neither crossing the invisible midline boundary between them.
Yet on this gentle summer night, Pei Youshan was damned to suffer insomnia.
First time sleeping with a lover without intimacy, not even accomplishing what should've been done, and now insomnia.
Was there any patron more embarrassing than her in the patron world?
She thought not—she was the disgrace of all patrons.
The person behind her showed no movement, breathing softly as if already asleep.
Pei Youshan carefully turned over.
"Can't sleep, Miss Yue?"
A sudden voice broke the room's silence.
Pei Youshan froze momentarily.
"You're awake?" she asked, surprised.
Xu Jingshu turned slightly: "Thinking about something, so couldn't sleep."
Pei Youshan casually inquired: "About what?"
Xu Jingshu answered frankly: "How to make Miss Yue lie back and enjoy it better."
She'd never done this before.
But Xu Ge had said doing this well could create the most wonderful experience for both parties, a hundred times better than her stupid games.
So she was genuinely interested, without pretense.
Pei Youshan: "..."
She awkwardly touched her nose: "Instead of sleeping properly, why think about such things..."
Xu Jingshu stated matter-of-factly: "Because it's part of my job?"
After all, she had a canary's professional ethics.
Pei Youshan didn't want to continue this embarrassing topic. Her sensitive mind began wandering, suddenly wanting to discuss something else.
The quiet night was perfect for melancholy to take center stage.
Her current biggest worry was Pei Lanqing's marriage pressure.
Gazing at the ceiling, she softly asked: "Xu Ge, does your family... pressure you to marry?"
Xu Jingshu turned to look at her.
The room's lights were off, only the cold moonlight outside outlining her delicate, gentle curves with a soft glow, making her suddenly more dazzling.
She was more captivating than the moon itself.
Xu Jingshu unconsciously stared a while before considering the question.
Even now, she didn't consider her mother Xu Yingru suddenly assigning her a fiancée as marriage pressure.
Because Xu Yingru had never shown concern about her relationships or marriage. Pei Youshan's appearance as a fiancée seemed more like her mother encountering someone she deemed suitable and wanting to test the waters.
Afterwards, she never urgently inquired about their progress.
Her father was even less concerned, always indulging his daughters.
Overall, she hadn't reached the stage of being pressured at home.
She answered truthfully: "No."
Pei Youshan immediately felt envious—mothers really differed.
"Then you definitely don't get set up on blind dates either."
"So lucky."
Xu Jingshu deduced something from her reaction: "Miss Yue was set up?"
Pei Youshan absentmindedly hummed in agreement.
Xu Jingshu: "I suppose the person wasn't to Miss Yue's aesthetic liking."
Otherwise, someone appearance-focused wouldn't have this attitude.
Hearing this, Pei Youshan's eyes suddenly curved like crescent moons, finding it amusing.
Because she cared about looks, people often misunderstood she'd unconditionally tolerate attractive people, even regarding principles.
But even if that Xu Jingshu were stunning, she wouldn't have gone.
No matter how beautiful, she wouldn't have met.
Because it wasn't about her and Xu Jingshu—it was about her and Pei Lanqing.
Having been controlled by Pei Lanqing since childhood, despite her mother's kindness, she refused to let her dictate major life decisions as an adult.
Yield once, and it would continue—she couldn't allow that "once."
Children shouldn't have to surrender everything to their parents.
But she saw no need to seriously explain this to a lover, so she joked lightly: "Right, she wasn't my type."
Then deliberately grimaced: "I heard she's some promiscuous pervert too!"
Xu Jingshu: "..."
She suddenly recalled a certain blue-named individual.
Thus venturing a guess.
"Miss Yue isn't referring to... the one with the secretary?"
Pei Youshan appeared pleasantly surprised: "You remember? Good!"
This showed her words were taken seriously—she felt gratified.
Xu Jingshu: "...I remember."
How could anyone forget something so shameless?
Having her answer, Xu Jingshu's gaze filled with pity.
How could any parents arrange such a vile marriage partner for their lovely daughter?
After chatting, Pei Youshan relaxed, sleepiness finally arriving.
She yawned, pulling the blanket up, patting it: "Sleepy now. Goodnight, Xu Ge."
As she spoke, rustling sounds came from beside her. In a blink, someone gently kissed the corner of her mouth.
"Goodnight, Miss Yue."
Pei Youshan paused, then laughed: "Didn't you already kiss me at home?"
Xu Jingshu: "That was protocol."
"This one's from me."
She kissed her again, stroking her hair.
"Everything will be fine."
"Goodnight, sweet dreams."
Pei Youshan was baffled.
—Did she just look at me with pity???
......
When Pei Youshan awoke, Xu Jingshu was long gone.
The stillness made last night's shared bed seem like a dream.
Only the painkillers on the nightstand confirmed its reality.
First time sleeping with a lover... actually felt nice?
Nevertheless, she'd begin staggered schedules with her lover.
Otherwise, if some deity suddenly called her "President Pei" upon meeting, wouldn't that be humanity's most embarrassing moment?
So she planned to breakfast later, texting Ye Qin to eat first.
Xu Jingshu thought similarly.
She had Zhang Jingjing breakfast first, then meticulously trimmed and filed every nail in her room. After handling work to kill time, she finally left.
—Only for them to meet in the restaurant.
Unpredictable, unavoidable.
Pei Youshan: "..."
Xu Jingshu: "..."
Pei Youshan realized meeting Xu Jingshu at Lakeside Glaze wasn't coincidental.
With fate like this, smacking you in the face, escape was impossible.
An awkward silence ensued.
Pei Youshan spoke first: "You just came down for breakfast too?"
Even she found her words dry.
Xu Jingshu, equally at a loss, simply nodded: "Mm."
Pei Youshan's gaze inadvertently landed on Xu Jingshu's fingertips—noticeably shorter nails than yesterday—instantly fixating on them.
"You already trimmed your nails..."
Xu Jingshu examined her own hand seriously: "Mm. In a day or two when they're smoother, they should be ready."
Pei Youshan's ears secretly reddened: "..."
Miss, do you realize you're publicly making innuendos right now?!
"Ahem, enjoy your meal. I'll order takeout to eat upstairs while working on my novel outline, so I won't join you."
The outside world was too dangerous—she needed to retreat!
"Alright."
Xu Jingshu had no objections—in fact, she appreciated her patron's initiative.
Just then, Zhang Jingjing hurried down for work matters. Spotting Xu Jingshu at the restaurant entrance, she instinctively called out: "Xu—"
Both Xu Jingshu and Pei Youshan turned.
Pei Youshan puzzled: "Xu?"
Xu Jingshu: "..."
Zhang Jingjing immediately sensed "boss" murderous intent and year-end bonus cancellation risks.
Survival instincts made her swallow the "President" and hastily correct: "—Xu Ge!"
Approaching, she cleverly added: "Sorry, my tongue slipped just now. My mistake."
Pei Youshan showed sudden understanding, voicing no suspicions: "You two carry on. I'll head out first."
Xu Jingshu nodded, internally sighing in relief.
—Close call.
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