Seventeen Vine Moon

Jiang Li first met Liang Zhou Yue while she was uncomfortably dressed in a gown, hiding in his resting room to adjust her attire. 
Seeing him, she became so nervous that she couldn't pull up the zipper, her embarrassment palpable. 
That day, Jiang Li felt an unusual tug at his heartstrings and helped her with the zipper twice. 
Upon their next encounter, he was the campus prince, and she was everyone's darling. 
He played basketball on the field, while she, in her flowing dress, sat in her boyfriend's passenger seat. 
It was then that Jiang Li understood he had to see things through to the bitter end. 
To seize love forcefully, to take advantage of her vulnerability. 
After all, such a beautiful woman should naturally belong to him. 

Liang Zhou Yue never thought she would be liked by a man five years her junior. 
He was rebellious, cold, proud, and remote, but he always responded to her every request. 
On a hot summer day, Liang Zhou Yue was stopped by a downpour at the entrance of the teaching building, with swirling filthy water and sludge on the steps below. 
As she worried about how to return to her dorm, a man's rigid spine bent in front of her. 
Jiang Li's tone was always so languid, casually stirring distress: "Sister, I'm afraid you're scared. I especially came to carry you home today." 
In that moment, Jiang Li, who had never gotten close to a girl before, submitted to her before everyone.

Deliberate Infatuation

Liang Zhouyue staggered slightly, gripping his arm tightly with both hands as she looked up to endure.


This time, she didn't dodge or push away, she was trying to accept it.


And at this moment, she actually felt like crying.


It turned out that liking someone felt this pleasant. She didn't need to mentally prepare herself in advance for a kiss, nor did she need to comfort herself into taking the initiative. Everything happened so naturally.


All she needed to do was tell Jiang Li that she was willing.


Liang Zhouyue closed her eyes, letting go of her grip on his forearm and lifting her arms to embrace his neck.


For the first time in her life, she indulged without concern for the consequences, and she had no regrets.


When Liang Zhouyue regained her senses, she found herself being pressed against the living room wall by Jiang Li.


Their breathing was uneven, intertwining with each other's in pants.


Chapter 54: All Relatives