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Chapter 771 - 378: Xiao Lingqiu’s Bottom Line

Chapter 771: Chapter 378: Xiao Lingqiu’s Bottom Line

It turned out Jiang Shouzhong was overthinking.

He initially assumed that even if Xiao Lingqiu wasn’t up for consummating their union, she’d at least have some other methods to comfort Comrade Jiang. However, she instead suggested he find some books to alleviate things.

What kind of books?

Obviously, illustrated erotic books.

Jiang Shouzhong was speechless.

Wouldn’t this only make matters worse? How was this supposed to provide relief?

But Xiao Lingqiu offered a very logical explanation:

"You’re feeling uncomfortable hugging me because of lust. If you transfer that desire to the books and take care of it yourself, you’ll feel less troubled when you see me in the future."

At first, Jiang Shouzhong thought she was playing dumb. But the more he got to know her, the more convinced he became... this woman’s understanding of intimacy was woefully inadequate and thoroughly misguided.

How should one describe it? She wasn’t exactly a blank slate, but not far off either.

This gave Jiang Shouzhong a peculiar sense of novelty.

In the past, whether it was Qu Hongling or Xia He, although inexperienced, they were still youthful and in that delicate, unripe stage, so their naivety felt natural.

But Xiao Lingqiu exuded the aura of a married woman, brimming with the charm of a matron.

Yet she was utterly clueless about the matters between men and women, which was... rather fascinating.

Considering she was a Ghost Guard who had likely endured grueling training from a young age, it made sense that she hadn’t been exposed to such romantic concepts.

"Reading books isn’t going to help. Unless... you’re willing to help me yourself."

Jiang Shouzhong came clean, laying it all out.

On this journey, the two of them were like a married couple in everything but name.

Other than the more intimate marital activities, they had shared everything else, so the ever-flirtatious and easygoing Jiang Shouzhong wouldn’t mind adding another woman to his life.

Since she didn’t quite understand, he could certainly teach her.

"Help you? How?"

Xiao Lingqiu was momentarily taken aback. Then, she warily eyed him, her voice sharp: "Jiang Mo, don’t even think about consummating anything with me. That’s never going to happen."

Jiang Shouzhong chuckled and shook his head. "You’ve misunderstood me. I meant you could help in other ways."

"Other ways?" Xiao Lingqiu furrowed her brow slightly.

"Turn around first," Jiang Shouzhong said gently.

Although skeptical, Xiao Lingqiu complied, turning on her side to face away from him.

Her figure, with its graceful curves, had an alluring quality. Backlit by the morning sunlight filtering through the window, her body under the taut fabric seemed like a tempting work of art.

Jiang Shouzhong pulled a thin blanket over and placed it between them, then gently wrapped an arm around her.

The blanket was thin, so even through it, their warmth transferred to each other.

Xiao Lingqiu frowned slightly but didn’t resist.

She was more puzzled about what Jiang Shouzhong intended. Why place a blanket between them? Usually, they embraced directly, so this level of distance seemed unnecessary.

But in the next moment, her lithe body suddenly stiffened.

Because Jiang Shouzhong, like a restless fish, began to move subtly and sensually.

Still, Xiao Lingqiu didn’t fully grasp what he was doing. Her heartbeat inexplicably sped up, and her delicately beautiful face flushed with a rosy hue.

It felt as though the room’s temperature had risen significantly.

A faint sense of resistance emerged in her heart, urging her to pull away, but she resisted the urge.

In that moment, she came to understand the true importance of the thin blanket between them.

Not only could it create a tolerable balance without eliciting revulsion or fright, but it also allowed her to experience a... novel kind of intimacy.

Xiao Lingqiu’s watery eyes narrowed slightly.

Right now, she felt as though she was sitting in a small boat gently drifting on a tranquil lake, swaying softly.

Her mind wandered aimlessly.

Sometimes, she thought of their first meeting. Other times, she recalled moments of their fleeing together... These memories were like little ornaments, decorating the new ’chambers’ of her mind.

After a while, Jiang Shouzhong tightened his hold on her slightly.

Despite the layers of clothing and the blanket, he could distinctly sense the silky softness of her skin, smooth and supple like fine satin.

Jiang Shouzhong’s thoughts were likewise adrift like formless smoke.

He began comparing the women in his life.

Setting aside young ones like Qu Hongling and Xia He, the more mature women each had their own unique allure and charm.

There was Mengniang, seductive and bewitching; Jiang Yi, flirtatious and provocative; Xie, overbearing and domineering; Master Luoxue, graceful and delicate; Li Guanshi, reserved and proud; and finally, this seemingly untouchable yet commanding Jingjing.

Each of these beauties was unparalleled.

And he’d already shared intimate moments with three of them.

Sometimes, Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but marvel at how favored he was by God, though tinged with a sense of regret.

Whether it was Mengniang or Xie, they each had a strikingly independent spirit and wouldn’t cling to a man just because intimacy had occurred.

Jiang Shouzhong was confident that these women would carry on living freely, whether he was in their lives or not.

So he hadn’t dared to hope to make any of them his own.

Likewise, the same applied to the strong-willed Jingjing woman in his arms.

Even though she and others might show a reliance on him, she was fiercely independent to her core—far more than anyone else.

Jiang Shouzhong had a strong hunch that once they left Nanjin Country, their paths would inevitably diverge.

After a long while, he let out a deep sigh.

The warm breath brushed against the nape of Xiao Lingqiu’s neck, making her instinctively shrink back slightly.

"It’s done?"

Noticing the stillness behind her, Xiao Lingqiu asked softly.

Jiang Shouzhong merely hummed in confirmation, removing the thin blanket from between them. The room was now heavy with a lingering, intense scent.

Xiao Lingqiu glanced briefly at the traces left on the blanket. Sitting up, she adjusted her disheveled hair, feeling the dampness of her sweat-soaked garments. In a low voice, she asked, "Does this really work?"