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26: Chapter 26: Another chance to win a prize.
"Laughing at how cute you are." Jiang Jing put away his phone and pinched her cheek.
The last stop was the night market on the old street of Rong City, and the two walked into the bustling night market.
"Oh my god! Stinky tofu! Grilled squid! Candied hawthorn!" Xinxin's eyes lit up as she pulled Jiang Jing's hand, weaving between the various stalls.
Whenever she saw something delicious, she would buy two skewers, one for Jiang Jing and one for herself.
Jiang Jing followed behind her with a smile.
Watching Xinxin hold a candied hawthorn in one hand and milk tea in the other, with sauce on the corner of her mouth, a strange sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.
"Brother Jiang, you have a taste too!" Xinxin held the half-eaten candied hawthorn to his lips, her eyes curving into crescents.
Jiang Jing took a bite of a hawthorn from her hand, the sweet and sour taste melting in his mouth.
As the night deepened, a tired Xinxin leaned on Jiang Jing's shoulder and yawned.
"Shall we go back?" Jiang Jing asked softly.
"Mm..." Xinxin nodded groggily, her small hand tightly gripping the corner of his clothes, as if afraid he would run away.
Jiang Jing drove the car, taking Xinxin towards Shanshui Manor.
At night, the ferrari sf90 drove into the most top-tier luxury residential area in Rong City—Shanshui Manor.
Xinxin leaned against the car window, her eyes wide, watching the increasingly luxurious villa complex along the way.
She, who had been sleepy, immediately became wide awake.
"Brother... you live here?" Her voice trembled slightly with surprise.
Jiang Jing nodded with a smile.
The car drove past the meticulously manicured gardens and entered the massive underground garage.
"We're home," Jiang Jing said nonchalantly, bringing Xinxin to the door, which opened after successful facial recognition.
"Why aren't you coming in?" Jiang Jing turned back to see Xinxin still standing in place, her little face looking conflicted.
"My... my shoes are dirty..." Xinxin looked down at her white sneakers, which were stained with a bit of dust, her voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz.
Jiang Jing walked back and swept her up into a princess carry: "Then don't wear them."
"Ah!" Xinxin exclaimed, her arms instinctively wrapping around Jiang Jing's neck.
Her face turned bright red instantly, like a ripe apple.
Jiang Jing carried her with large strides across the living room, the automatic sensor glass doors sliding open silently.
Xinxin gasped—in the center of the living room, which had a ceiling nearly ten meters high, hung a massive crystal chandelier, its refracted light pouring down like a galaxy.
Beside the imported Italian leather sofa stood a Steinway grand piano.
"Do you like it?" Jiang Jing placed her on the sofa and casually pressed the smart panel on the wall.
Soft jazz music began to play, and the hidden lighting system automatically adjusted to a warm tone perfect for the evening.
Xinxin's lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't speak.
She came from an ordinary background; where would she have seen such a spectacle?
The luxury before her eyes far exceeded her imagination, even more exaggerated than the wealthy families she had seen on TV shows.
"Mr. Jiang, you're back."
A cool, detached female voice came from the direction of the stairs.
Xinxin turned her head and saw a tall, young woman walking down the stairs.
The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a sharp, tailored black professional suit.
Under her pinned-up black hair was a face as delicate as porcelain, and she exuded an air of cold, professional elegance.
"Jiang Yan, this is Miss Lin Yuxin, she will be staying at home for a few days," Jiang Jing introduced, his hand resting naturally on Xinxin's shoulder.
Jiang Yan nodded slightly, her eyes quickly sizing up Xinxin: "Hello, Miss Lin. Your shopping packages from today have arrived, and I have organized them by category. Would you like to look them over now?"
Xinxin opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond to such professionally appalling service.
She looked at Jiang Jing for help.
"We'll talk about it later," Jiang Jing waved his hand, pulling Xinxin up, "Let's go change into some comfortable clothes first."
Jiang Yan bowed slightly, and before turning to leave, Xinxin clearly saw the beautiful housekeeper's gaze linger on her for an extra second, a complex and indecipherable look that made her shiver for no reason.
Jiang Jing took Xinxin up the elevator to the master bedroom on the third floor.
"The bathroom is over there, and the walk-in closet is here."
Jiang Jing pushed open a door to reveal a walk-in closet of at least fifty square meters.
One side was filled with the luxury brand clothing bought today, and on the other side, bags and shoes were neatly displayed in glass cabinets.
"Wear whatever you like." Jiang Jing wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"I'm going to go take a shower first."
When Jiang Jing came out wrapped in a bathrobe, Xinxin had already changed into a white Chanel chiffon dress.
Xinxin turned around, looking up with her little face: "Brother Jiang, I still feel like I'm dreaming... All of this is too unreal."
Jiang Jing didn't answer, but instead lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Xinxin responded passionately.
When Jiang Jing's hand slid toward her waist, her phone suddenly rang.
"Ah!" Xinxin jumped away like a startled fawn, frantically pulling out her phone.
"It's... it's my friend..."
Jiang Jing made a gesture to go ahead and walked to the balcony to light a cigarette.
The night breeze blew by, and he heard Xinxin talking in a low voice in the room:
"Mm, I met him... he's even more handsome than his photos... No, no, no, he's not a scammer... He really bought me so many things... I'm staying at Shanshui Manor! It's that one... I know! ... Oh, we'll talk about it when I get back..."
After the call ended, Xinxin walked out with a blushing face: "Sorry, Brother, they were worried about me..."
"I understand." Jiang Jing put out his cigarette.
"Want to go swimming?" Jiang Jing asked suddenly.
"Now? But I didn't bring a swimsuit..."
"Do you need one?" Jiang Jing smiled meaningfully and had already started taking off his shirt.
Xinxin's face turned red again, but she didn't refuse.
When Jiang Jing jumped into the water wearing only swimming trunks, she also shyly took off her outer clothes and slid into the pool in her underwear.
The water temperature was just right, and the surrounding landscape lights created a dreamlike atmosphere.
"Come here." Jiang Jing opened his arms in the water.
Xinxin swam over and was pulled into his embrace.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together in the water, the sound of their heartbeats seemingly clearer than the sound of the pool's water flow.
"Are you scared?" Jiang Jing asked in a low voice, his fingers gently combing through her wet hair.
Xinxin shook her head and took the initiative to kiss his lips.
This kiss was more intense than the previous one, carrying the coolness of the pool water and the passion of youth.
Jiang Jing's hand slid to her back, easily undoing the cumbersome clasp.
"Brother... not here..." Xinxin gasped, but didn't truly push him away.
"Then where? The cinema? Or..." Jiang Jing bit her earlobe, his voice low, "My bed?"
In the end, they chose the private cinema.
When Xinxin was placed on the adjustable leather sofa, she was already completely lost in Jiang Jing's caresses.
A million-dollar 4K laser projector was playing a classic romance film, but neither of them glanced at the screen.
Jiang Jing was surprised to discover that this pure and lovely girl from the Livestream room displayed surprising passion and talent during intimate moments.
Every reaction of hers was real and intense, like a rose blooming in the night.
"Brother... I like you... I really like you so much..." When their passion reached its peak, Xinxin whispered in his ear, her voice tinged with a sob.
[Lin Yuxin Favorability +1] (Currently 91)
Jiang Jing didn't answer, only responding to her confession with action.
Amidst the movie soundtrack playing from the hundreds-of-thousands-value sound system, their love reached its peak.
Xinxin was even less capable than Li Xue; although she was quite enthusiastic, her combat ability was too weak.
Afterward, Jiang Jing carried the exhausted Xinxin back to the master bedroom.
Xinxin curled up in his arms and quickly fell asleep, a satisfied smile still on her face.
Jiang Jing looked at Xinxin's favorability reaching 91 and having gained another lucky draw chance, nodding with satisfaction.
Regardless of his current state, he decided to start the draw immediately!
(Everyone, if you have any beauties you want to see, you can tell me the name, image, and background of the beauty, and I will arrange it if I have the chance!)