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

Aside from concern, there was even a hint of reproach and complaint.


The tone, bordering on coquettish, instantly took Liang Zhouyue back to the days before they were dating. Back then, Jiang Li, like a little green tea, would call her "sister" all day long.


After going round in circles, nearly three years had passed.


With deep affection, she called his name softly, her gaze earnest.


Jiang Li hummed in response, lifting his lashes to look at her.


"You haven't called me 'sister' for a long time," she said, her cheeks flushing a more noticeable red in the lamp-entwined night.


Jiang Li, seeing her shyness, not only did not play along but intentionally picked a topic she was embarrassed about, "That's a lie, I called you 'sister' in bed just yesterday."


Liang Zhouyue, caught off guard, blushed even more.


Indeed, she had been intimate with him far too often recently.


Chapter 124: She Satisfies Me