The black ribbon did not fall to the ground.

Cheng Liu was a little distracted: it turned out that the heartbeat she had been hearing just now was not hers.

Ji Chaozhou bit Cheng Liu angrily, but from biting to holding, the nature of the thing gradually changed.

The two of them began breathing faster, and the air around them seemed to become sticky and ambiguous.

Ji Chaozhou was too inexperienced at kissing, yet unwilling to show his shyness, so after gently nipping her, he pulled back and put some distance between them.

At this time, Cheng Liu finally reacted: he kissed her!

As soon as Ji Chaozhou moved away, the soft and warm touch on Cheng Liu’s lips disappeared. When she raised her head, she met his eyes, which were still somewhat cold, but there was an indescribable hazy mist in his beautiful amber eyes.

Cheng Liu subconsciously chased after him. She tilted her head slightly and the tip of her nose lightly touched his. Ji Chaozhou slowly moved back and she followed him, but he once again pulled away a slight distance.

With this speed and distance of retreat, it would be more accurate to say that Ji Chaozhou was luring Cheng Liu to get closer again and again rather than increasing the distance between them.

She simply lifted up her arms around Ji Chaozhou’s neck, not allowing him to retreat, and kissed him straight away.

No biting, just intimate touching.

Cheng Liu had always been an excellent student and good at studying. She didn’t care about showing her awkwardness and just boldly sought practice.

When she felt she couldn’t breathe, she simply let go of Ji Chaozhou a little, gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek, kissed his chin, and then continued to kiss him.

Ji Chaozhou’s eyelashes drooped as he leaned back against the inside of the sofa. His knuckles were faintly pink, his slender fingers were slightly bent, veins were visible, and his fingertips were pressed into the sofa.

He didn’t understand these, he just felt that Cheng Liu was more skilled than himself.

Thinking that Cheng Liu and Wang Hongyang had done this same thing before, Ji Chaozhou’s brows were once again filled with anger and he bit her lower lip hard.

Cheng Liu felt a sting of pain and whimpered, letting go of his lips, aggrieved, “Why did you bite me again?”

Ji Chaozhou lifted his eyelashes and looked coldly at Cheng Liu opposite him, “You don’t like it?”

“… I like it.” Cheng Liu felt that she had just answered a fatal question. She pondered for a moment and tried to negotiate, “But can you bite a different place next time?”

He bit the same spot twice, which was not too bad, but she had to go to work tomorrow.

Ji Chaozhou turned his face away from her, bent down to pick up the black ribbon on the ground, and threw it to Cheng Liu beside him, “You should go back.”

Young President Cheng sighed in her heart. Why did you turn against me when we just kissed?

“Chaozhou,” Cheng Liu suddenly called him and said seriously, “I like— huh?”

She had wanted to take the opportunity to confess her feelings and establish a relationship with him as soon as possible, but before she could finish her words, Ji Chaozhou covered her mouth.

The thin, red blush on the tip of Ji Chaozhou’s ear disappeared, and his expression was even calmer than usual. He loosened his hold on Cheng Liu and said, “I don’t want to listen.”

He didn’t want such a simple liking.

“Oh.” Cheng Liu didn’t ask why, and instead asked directly, “Then can I still kiss you in the future?”

Ji Chaozhou was silent for a moment. His heart beat a little, and then he felt a little sad. He looked up at Cheng Liu and asked coldly, “Did you say the same thing to Wang Hongyang before?”

Cheng Liu was surprised, “Why are you bringing up Wang Hongyang?”

He couldn’t even mention it?

The faint jealousy in Ji Chaozhou’s heart seemed to have sprouted and continued to grow.

Cheng Liu finally understood what Ji Chaozhou meant, and she swore, “I have never kissed Wang Hongyang before, really!”

For some reason, Young President Cheng kept feeling that she has sworn more and more frequently recently.

“Actually, before I saw you at the airport, Wang Hongyang and I hadn’t seen each other for three months,” Cheng Liu tried to distance herself from Wang Hongyang, “I was too busy with work, and after we started dating, we didn’t even hold hands.”

The ambiguity in the living room had long disappeared.

After hearing Cheng Liu’s explanation, Ji Chaozhou slowly said, “You liked Wang Hongyang.”

She liked Wang Hongyang before; she likes him now; and she will like other people in the future.

He didn’t want this kind of love.

Cheng Liu was silent. She fell in love with Wang Hongyang at first sight at the banquet she attended half a year ago. Even though the impulse disappeared the next day, she did like Wang Hongyang that night. This could not be denied.

“I’m sorry.” Cheng Liu stood up and looked at Ji Chaozhou who was sitting on the sofa, and said seriously, “I used to like Wang Hongyang—“

Ji Chaozhou suddenly raised his head and looked at Cheng Liu, interrupting again, “I don’t want to listen.”

He stood up, avoided Cheng Liu, and turned to walk towards the master bedroom.

“Chaozhou,” Cheng Liu subconsciously grabbed Ji Chaozhou’s wrist and pulled him back, “Don’t be angry.”

“… I’m not angry,” Ji Chaozhou said this without looking into Cheng Liu’s eyes, but he was clearly emotional.

Cheng Liu suddenly leaned forward and moved towards Ji Chaozhou, leaving a light kiss on his cheek.

She paused before the kiss, and the man in front of her did not reject her closeness.

“Good night.”

Cheng Liu slowly let go of Ji Chaozhou and said something to him before leaving.

Ji Chaozhou stared at her leaving back.

Just now he didn’t listen to Cheng Liu’s confession because he was afraid that he would agree to be with her. He was even more afraid that after exchanging sincere feelings with her, the result would be decay and withering.

These emotions were like invisible shackles around his neck. Once he chose to be with someone, it meant that he was willing to hand over to her the other end of the rope that controlled the shackles around him.

From then on, she controlled his life and death.

He instinctively sensed the danger and was unwilling to take the risk.

But Ji Chaozhou was unable to resist the approach of Cheng Liu.

Every time she approached, he was like a dying tree that suddenly encountered the first dew, defenseless and delighted, stretching out all his leaves to welcome her.

But as she got closer to him, he began to worry that everything would disappear in the end.

Ji Chaozhou returned to the master bedroom, tilted his head slightly and leaned against the door. He felt a bitter feeling in his heart and his eyes turned red. He turned his face to the side, slid his fingertips across his left cheek, and then onto his lips, pressing hard, trying to erase the feeling left by his lover. 

After a long while, a suppressed and vague sound suddenly came out of his throat.

If It’s Wrong, Then It’s Wrong translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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