Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 143 Intimate Encounters, Legacy of Cao Cao? Caught in the Act? (Part 2)

Because it was late autumn, the outdoor ski resort at Yuyang International was not yet open, so people could only ski indoors.

Inside the indoor ski resort, the frigid air, carrying tiny ice crystals, shimmered faintly under the lights.

Beneath the enormous dome, the artificial snow slope meanders down like a silver dragon, the snow surface pressed flat and smooth, gleaming with a cold, hard bluish-white hue.

The air was filled with the unique chill of ice and snow, and each breath was slightly stinging.

Su Nianhe seemed to have been skiing for a long time, so she was quite excited and kept taking selfies after changing into her ski suit.

After Yan Jin finished changing and came out, Su Nianhe pulled her aside and asked Jiang Xun to take pictures of them. After seeing a few of the photos Jiang Xun took, the two women were pleasantly surprised.

Even Yan Jin, who is usually serious and unsmiling, praised Jiang Xun's photography skills for the first time, which shows that Jiang Xun really took very good pictures of them.

So the three people who originally came to ski ended up taking photos for almost an hour.

However, Jiang Xun was quite happy to do so, after all, Yan Jin in the camera was really pleasing to the eye.

Needless to say, her aloof and goddess-like face is stunning, but what's even more captivating is her devilish figure encased in a black bodysuit beneath her ski attire.

Her long, slender neck had smooth lines, her collarbones were deep like butterfly wings, the curve of her chest was breathtaking, and her waist was so slender that it seemed as if it would break with the slightest force.

Her stunningly beautiful, perfectly rounded legs were flawless, with not an ounce of excess fat. They were just the right amount of shape, and encased in tight black leggings, they were more alluring than any black, white, or flesh-colored stockings.

Her perfect S-shaped figure, coupled with her flawless skin and stunningly beautiful face, makes her incredibly alluring to men.

It has to be said that photography skills are really useful. As long as you learn photography well, you can pose your goddess in any way you want.

Few women don't enjoy taking photos, and Yan Jin is no exception.

So even though she felt a little ashamed, she still did as Jiang Xun instructed her to pose in various ways.

But Jiang Xun, in order to get revenge on Yan Jin for making him a research target, didn't hold back at all in his words and became increasingly audacious.

"Professor Yan, don't look so stiff, soften your expression."

"Don't purse your lips too tightly; it's best to leave them slightly open."

"Long legs together, chest out, beautiful, just like that."

……

After taking a few sets of photos, Yan Jin resolutely refused to take any more. She felt that if she continued, Jiang Xun, that bastard, would definitely make her pose in even more shameful positions.

It wasn't the kind of seductive or flamboyant kind, but rather childish and cute. She felt that Jiang Xun deliberately wanted to see her make those kinds of gestures and expressions, trying to ruin her image as a cool and aloof professor.

It was already quite unprecedented for her to cooperate with Jiang Xun in taking a few sets of photos, which even surprised Su Nianhe who was standing next to her.

You should know that when they usually get together, even when taking selfies, Yan Jin always maintains a faint smile and doesn't make any extra movements.

Although Su Nianhe admitted that Jiang Xun's photography skills were very good, getting Yan Jin to make some gestures was much more difficult than taking a good photo.

A strange feeling arose in Su Nianhe's heart. Based on her understanding of Yan Jin, this was very abnormal. In the past, if any man dared to speak to Yan Jin like this, she would have left without saying a word, her face turning sour.

Although she looked rather grumpy after taking the photos, Su Nianhe knew very well that she wasn't really angry; in fact, she might even be in a pretty good mood.

After taking photos, the three of them finally started skiing. Jiang Xun, who was skiing for the first time, moved his skis clumsily, like a giant emperor penguin, which made Su Nianhe laugh.

"Xiao Xun, you've really never tried skiing before?" Su Nianhe reached out to support Jiang Xun, who almost fell, and asked with a smile.

"Sister, my family is from a small mountainous county in Guizhou Province. How could we have the opportunity to ski? When we were kids, we would just sit on a wooden board in the snow and ski," Jiang Xun said helplessly.

Su Nianhe suppressed a laugh and said, "Then I'll arrange a coach for you, and he'll teach you until you can do it."

Before Jiang Xun could speak, Yan Jin, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up.

"Sister Nianhe, I'll teach him. I just promised him."

Yan Jin remained unsmiling, and his voice showed no emotion whatsoever, but his words startled Su Nianhe slightly.

"Xiao Jin, are you... sure you can do it?" Su Nianhe looked at Yan Jin with some surprise, her tone filled with doubt and confusion.

"No problem." Yan Jin nodded. "Nianhe, you go skate."

"Alright then." Seeing that Yan Jin's tone was firm, Su Nianhe didn't say anything more, but she told Jiang Xun, "Be careful," which made Jiang Xun feel a little confused.

Su Nianhe took the lead and slid down to the bottom of the snow slope. Her skills were only average, so she slid very carefully and kept looking back at Jiang Xun and Yan Jin.

Now that Yan Jin had regained her identity as a teacher, she looked at Jiang Xun calmly and said in a cold voice:
"First, stand firmly and find your center of gravity, then try to move your feet slowly."

She had her arms crossed over her chest, her feet on a snowboard, and she was wearing goggles, looking cool.

Jiang Xun obediently moved forward slowly. He was learning to ski, and the skis were quite heavy. When he moved, he felt like his feet were welded to the ground, and he fell forward headfirst into the mud.

"Pah!" Jiang Xun pushed himself up with his hands, spat out the snowflakes in his mouth, and glanced at Yan Jin, who turned his head with a slight upturn of his lips, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

He had reason to suspect that the woman was deliberately trying to make a fool of him, and was definitely retaliating for his verbal 'flirting' when he took the photo earlier.

Jiang Xun wasn't annoyed. He got up and continued trying. Yan Jin, standing beside him, resumed his expressionless demeanor and used a cold voice to guide him on some basic techniques.

To Yan Jin's surprise, Jiang Xun, whose learning ability was considered abnormal in her mind, was unusually clumsy when learning to ski, falling at least seven or eight times in ten minutes.

When had Yan Jin ever taught such a stupid student? She almost lost her patience and simply slid down a section of the slide, standing below and watching Jiang Xun.

"Slide down." She gave Jiang Xun the order succinctly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

"Okay, Teacher Yan, if I can't stop, please remember to pull me back," Jiang Xun said nervously, then began to slide forward shakily.

Yan Jin did not answer, neither agreeing nor refusing.

But anyone who knows her well knows that she definitely won't pull him; at most, she'll use her skis to trip Jiang Xun so he doesn't slide all the way down.

Jiang Xun adjusted his direction, and his skis gradually accelerated on the snow, looking quite professional.

However, as he increased his speed, he seemed to panic, pawing wildly at the snow with his ski poles, trying to slow down or stop.

However, this caused them to deviate from their course and rush directly towards Yan Jin below.

Yan Jin was standing calmly on the snowboard with her arms crossed, feeling that Jiang Xun was finally learning to ski properly. But she didn't expect that the other party would suddenly turn around and rush straight at her when she was only a dozen meters away.

At such a short distance, she couldn't dodge even if she wanted to. She could only stare wide-eyed as Jiang Xun rushed up to her and tackled her to the ground.

His tall figure pressed down on her, his masculine scent filling her senses, leaving her mind blank and her body stiff and completely unable to move, as if she had lost all ability to act.

At this moment, Jiang Xun, who was tightly embracing the delicate body in his arms, felt a faint, cool fragrance lingering around his nose, like a broken plum branch after a snowfall, its crispness carrying a subtle sweetness.

Despite wearing a thick snowsuit, Jiang Xun's strong arms could still feel the amazingly smooth texture beneath it.

Especially their cheeks, almost touching, with their noses hovering two fingers apart, they could even feel each other's hot breath and faint body temperature.

Driven by inertia, the two overlapping figures slid a long distance across the snow before coming to a stop.

Jiang Xun and Yan Jin didn't make any move, just lay quietly in the snow, as if time had stopped at that moment.

Su Nianhe, who had been watching them from afar, was completely stunned by what she saw, as if she had witnessed something unbelievable.

But strangely, she didn't turn around and came back. Instead, she just watched them from a distance with a strange expression on her face.

At this moment, Yan Jin, who was pinned down by Jiang Xun, spoke calmly:
"Don't move!"

Her voice was devoid of any emotion, neither ashamed nor angry, but a slight blush appeared on the half of her pretty face behind her goggles, which could also be due to the cold.

Jiang Xun obediently rolled off Yan Jin, suppressing the inexplicable restlessness in her heart, and looked at Yan Jin, who had sat up beside her, asking with concern:
"Teacher Yan, are you alright?"

Yan Jin shook her head slightly and said expressionlessly, "Get up and continue learning."

Jiang Xun didn't say much. After getting up, he began to study seriously, but the brief intimate contact just now made him a little restless. His gaze occasionally fell on Yan Jin's slender figure, and his heart inexplicably began to race.

Realizing that Professor Yan was not only his teacher but also a married woman, he quickly forced himself to put aside those messy thoughts.

But the more he thought about it, the less he could calm down. It was as if that figure had a kind of magic that made him always want to look at her.

Damn it! Could it be that I've inherited the legacy of Cao Cao?
Questioning Mengde, understanding Mengde, becoming Mengde?

No, no, no, Jiang Xun quickly dismissed this dangerous idea.

He was surrounded by beautiful women, though few could compare to Yan Jin, but there were none. He would never compromise his moral principles for the sake of a woman.

……

When Jiang Xun and his two companions finished skiing, it was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon. After Professor Yan's 'careful instruction,' he finally mastered the basic skiing skills.

After the two of them fell down together, Jiang Xun fell several more times. Perhaps Yan Jin couldn't bear to watch his clumsy movements any longer, so she took the initiative to reach out and grab his arm, and began to teach him step by step.

Although Jiang Xun still appeared very clumsy, and almost fell down with Yan Jin every now and then, she made significant progress and was eventually able to glide slowly on her own.

This progress is certainly not fast; many ordinary people learn better than Jiang Xun. However, considering his height and unstable center of gravity, Yan Jin expressed her understanding.

Besides, how could anyone learn everything so quickly? It's normal for Jiang Xun to have things he doesn't know. Yan Jin also realized that he had exaggerated his abilities.

However, Yan Jin certainly didn't expect that Jiang Xun had already collected beginner skiing techniques online on his way here, and now he had already upgraded to intermediate level.

After skiing, they soaked in a hot spring at the ski resort. Of course, Jiang Xun didn't have a chance to be with Yan Jin and Su Nianhe.

In the hot spring pool, Yan Jin wore a white tube top and short skirt underneath, covered by a cool white gauze dress. After entering the water, the gauze dress clung tightly to her body, outlining her breathtaking curves.

Su Nianhe and Yan Jin chatted idly, but the latter seemed somewhat distracted. This behavior aroused more questions in Su Nianhe's mind.

After a moment's hesitation, Su Nianhe finally asked, "Xiao Jin, your illness... is it cured?"

Yan Jin was scooping water and pouring it over her neck. The water flowed down her swan-like neck to her snow-white mound, passing through the snow-capped mountains.

Hearing Su Nianhe's question, she paused slightly, then shook her head and said:

"I don't know, probably not."

"Should be?" Su Nianhe asked, somewhat puzzled. "You yourself don't know?"

Yan Jin pondered for a moment, but in the end, he could only shake his head slightly.

Su Nianhe didn't ask any more questions, but her intuition told her that Yan Jin seemed a little different.

After soaking in the hot springs, the three of them had lunch at the ski resort's restaurant before driving back to the city.

Jiang Xun first took Su Nianhe back to her residence before driving Yan Jin home.

The car was quiet and somewhat oppressive with only the two of them left, but neither of them intended to speak.

Yan Jin was taciturn by nature, so he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to speak. Jiang Xun, who was usually quite eloquent, also didn't know what to say for a moment.

The car drove straight to Yan Jin's building. Jiang Xun parked the car and was about to get out to say goodbye to Yan Jin when she noticed a man holding flowers getting out of a white BMW X5 next to her.

Jiang Xun and the man both seemed to be stunned for a moment. The latter obviously did not expect that a young man would get out of Yan Jin's driver's seat.

Jiang Xun couldn't figure out the man's identity for a moment, but a thought popped into his mind subconsciously—Damn, I've been caught cheating?
Although the idea was somewhat absurd, Jiang Xun still carefully examined the man opposite him, who looked to be in his early thirties. He found that the man's height and build were not inferior to his own, and even his appearance was not much different.

Fortunately, he had recently acquired a lot of martial arts and fighting skills, and Jiang Xun felt that if they were to fight, his opponent would definitely be no match for him.

Wait, why did they start fighting? I'm not a mistress!

Jiang Xun almost laughed at his own jumbled thoughts. He figured it was because he had never been alone with a married woman before and was feeling a little nervous, and it definitely wasn't because he had something to hide.

At this moment, Yan Jin, who was sitting in the back seat, also got out of the car. Seeing Jiang Xun and the BMW man sizing each other up, her eyes flickered almost imperceptibly, and then she said to the BMW man:

"When did you come back?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xun instantly confirmed the other person's identity. Goodness, he really was her husband. This was a bit awkward.

The BMW driver smiled slightly and handed the flowers to Yan Jin. "You just arrived this afternoon. Did you just come back from school?"

Yan Jin accepted the flowers, nodded without saying anything, then turned to Jiang Xun and said:

"You can go back first. You can make your own arrangements for the next few days."

"Okay, you should get some rest." Jiang Xun nodded, then swallowed the "Professor Yan" that was on the tip of his tongue and turned to leave.

As Jiang Xun walked out of the residential area, he sighed slightly. What was going on? He hadn't done anything, yet he had been someone's driver for a whole day for free. Why did he still feel guilty?
The thought that Yan Jin might be hugging and kissing her husband at this moment made him feel inexplicably irritated.

No, I need to stay away from that woman Yan Jin from now on. She already has a husband, yet she still wants me to be her driver. It's outrageous! Isn't that harming an innocent young man?

……

That evening, Jiang Xun chatted with Yang Huimin, and the older sister sent him some photos that revealed her little secrets. His heart immediately flew to the older sister.

As for Professor Yan Jin, he was naturally forgotten.

The two chatted until after 2 a.m. Yang Huimin shared many interesting stories about her and He Lingling in the Western Regions with Jiang Xun, and also said that He Lingling often subtly expressed her affection for Jiang Xun in front of her.

Big Sister: [You little brat, do you want your sister Ling'er to team up with me to deal with you? (Evil grin)]

Upon seeing this sentence, Jiang Xun's heart skipped a beat, and his heart instantly burned with excitement; a scene was already forming in his mind.

But I dare not admit it so easily, who knows if my older sister is testing me.

Jiang Xun quickly and confidently stated—

Ling'er and I have a purely platonic sibling relationship. She's your best friend, and I would never have any romantic feelings for her.

Big Sister: [Sigh, I was thinking that having Ling'er help me would make things easier, but you have no idea how nice Ling'er's little bottom feels. Since you have no interest, then I guess I'll have to give up on that idea.]

Jiang Xun was so aroused by his older sister's words that he felt hot all over and wished he could fly to the Western Regions overnight and put his older sister and Ling'er side by side on the bed.

The next day, Jiang Xun slept until noon. After waking up, he had a meal with Chen Dapeng and the other two, and then went back to his dormitory to write a manuscript all afternoon.

Now that Lord of Mysteries is a huge hit, he needs to ensure updates, which costs a lot of money.

I received a message from Song Ziyan in the afternoon, asking him to go to the night market together in the evening.

After agonizing over it for two days, Song Ziyan finally couldn't hold back any longer.

She had been holding back from messaging Jiang Xun for the past two days, and the inner turmoil made her realize that she had truly fallen for this mischievous junior.

She knew that Jiang Xun must like her too, even if it was just lust for her body, that was still a kind of liking.

Since that's the case, she didn't want to dwell on it anymore. She just wanted to act impulsively for love, even if it left her battered and bruised.

Jiang Xun was truly amazed when he saw Song Ziyan at the night market.

Song Ziyan, dressed up carefully, had her slightly wavy long hair casually draped over her chest and back, and her soft features made her look gentle and pretty.

She wore a printed long dress underneath a dark blue cardigan, which made her look even more charming and attractive.

When she saw Jiang Xun from afar, a joyful smile bloomed in her eyes and brows.

Although she didn't rush towards him, her gentle, watery eyes had already merged with his.

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