Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 80 A Night Destined to Be Tumultuous!
As Chen Yan was daydreaming in front of the full-length mirror, the sound of running water suddenly came from the bathroom.

Through the frosted glass sliding door of the bathroom, a graceful figure could be vaguely seen…

"Teacher Jiang, she should be taking a shower."

Chen Yan felt a little excited.

I never expected to be sharing a bed with Teacher Jiang so soon. If I hug and kiss her again in a bit, won't I be able to win her over tonight?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but roll around excitedly on the Simmons bed.

Only after the sound of water stopped did he stop smiling and sit on the edge of the bed, putting on a calm demeanor.

The moment Jiang Zhixin walked out, Chen Yan was immediately stunned.

She was wearing a light green nightgown, the skirt draped gracefully and the hem trimmed with delicate lace.

The delicate shoulder straps and lace intertwine to create an elegant V-shape, highlighting her exquisite collarbone lines and the faintly visible snow-white skin.

Seeing Chen Yan's undisguised and straightforward gaze, Jiang Zhixin subconsciously crossed her arms to cover up some of her charm: "Um, the new toothbrush is in the sink drawer, do you want to go wash up?"

"okay."

Chen Yan readily agreed, since the food he had just eaten was indeed a bit greasy, and it would be good to wash up first, so as not to spoil the mood when they kissed later.

Chen Yan rushed out after washing his face, brushing his teeth, taking a shower, and then taking off and putting on his clothes, all in less than 10 minutes.

However, since he didn't bring a change of clothes, he was still wearing the same clothes he wore during the day.

Jiang Zhixin was already lying on the 1.8-meter princess bed, with a beige silk quilt covering her up to her collarbone, emphasizing that "not a single part below the neck is exposed."

Seeing Chen Yan come out, she stretched her delicate, alabaster arm from under the covers and pointed to a towel placed at the foot of the bed, saying:

"Um... I turned on the underfloor heating, so you can just sleep on the floor tonight and make do."

What the hell!

Chen Yan felt a chill in his heart.

This is like crossing the river and then burning the bridge!
then.

He immediately snapped, shouting, "Jiang Zhixin, do you have any conscience? I've done you such a huge favor, and you're making me sleep on the floor in the dead of winter? If I catch a cold and get a fever, won't you feel guilty?"

"Shhh!!!"

Jiang Zhixin quickly raised her hand, put her index finger to her lips, and made a shushing gesture, "Keep your voice down! There are ears behind the walls!!!"

Chen Yan shrugged, unconcerned, and said, "Who told you to be so heartless and insane?"

"How could a counselor do such a thing as discarding a useful tool after it has served its purpose, betraying trust, killing the dog after the rabbit is caught, and being ungrateful?"

"Okay, stop, stop, stop!"

Jiang Zhixin was afraid that his voice would attract attention from the room across the street, so she had no choice but to back down and said with a pout, "If you don't want to sleep, then don't. Your mouth is like a machine gun."

Then she pulled a cushion from behind her, slammed it across the middle of the bed, straightened her back, and glared fiercely at Chen Yan, warning him:

"Then you better behave tonight and don't you dare step over this pillow, or else, or else you're dead!"

Looking at Jiang Zhixin's feigned fierceness, Chen Yan couldn't help but smile: "Yes, Teacher Jiang, I guarantee that this pillow will still be in the same place when I wake up tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Chen Yan couldn't wait to take off his clothes, and soon he was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhixin felt her cheeks burning and quickly looked away, complaining, "Are you crazy?! Why are you taking off your clothes in front of me?!"

"Damn it, don't go too far! If I don't take it off here, am I supposed to go outside to the living room?"

Chen Yan looked righteous and took it all for granted.

"Pah, you scoundrel."

Jiang Zhixin was speechless after being rebuked by him, and could only spit in resentment.

Since Chen Yan was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, he felt a bit cold even with the air conditioning on in the room, so he quickly walked to the other side of the bed and slipped into the covers.

"Ah, that feels so good~"

As Chen Yan entered the soft, cozy bed with its faint fragrance, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

However, the moment Chen Yan got into bed, Jiang Zhixin tensed up instantly.

Although she had prepared herself mentally, when the two of them actually lay down under the same blanket, she felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She stared straight at the wall, barely daring to breathe.

Chen Yan, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, breathing steadily, as if he were at home. He even crossed his legs and started playing on his phone.

"Stay calm, stay calm, don't let him see my embarrassment."

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath. This is your home, this is your room. No one else is nervous, so why are you?"

"Just pretend this person isn't here. Once tonight is over, just pretend nothing ever happened..."

While Chen Yan was engrossed in playing on his phone, Jiang Zhixin kept giving herself a pep talk.

Of course, the effect is also very obvious.

Ten minutes later, the redness that had spread to the back of her ears gradually faded, but her heart was still beating a little fast.

Jiang Zhixin glanced at the time; it was only a little past nine, still a long time before bedtime. So, she followed Chen Yan's example and calmly started playing on her phone.

The room was dimly lit with soft yellow light, and a comfortable warm breeze blew gently from the central air conditioning vents.

On the exquisite princess bed, a man and a woman leaned against the headboard, each playing on their phones, neither saying a word. The room was eerily quiet.

It wasn't that Chen Yan had suddenly turned into a gentleman; it was just that his past experience with dating told him that the closer he got to the point, the less he should rush things. He and Jiang Zhixin were currently in a stage that was more than friends but less than lovers.

If someone is clumsy or rough at this point, there's a 99% chance they'll be kicked off the bed.

He didn't want to come all the way to Shanghai only to return with a bag of cigarettes on his back.

His past life experience told him that for a man and a woman to achieve a home run at this stage, there must be a suitable setting or atmosphere as a catalyst.

What is there to say?

Men need reason, women need feeling.

Where does that feeling come from?

Just wait a little longer, until the lights are turned off and the room is pitch black.

The two lay on the bed, only able to hear each other's breathing.

At this moment, the boy gently puts his arm around the girl's waist from behind and whispers in her ear, "Baby, it's so cold, let me hug you for a while."

Skin to skin, whispering sweet nothings.

In this situation, a girl's psychological defenses are easily broken down, and then many things follow naturally.

Even a fierce tiger needs to lie low for several days before pouncing on its prey.

Therefore, Chen Yan was not in a hurry at this time. He leisurely finished a game and, seeing that it was still early, started browsing his WeChat Moments.

He had only scrolled through two pages when he saw a post on Ruan Yusang's WeChat Moments—

Don't come looking for me the moment I give up on you. It's pointless to offer an umbrella after the rain has stopped.

The accompanying picture is a close-up selfie.

Ruan Yusang's face actually resembles the faces of many internet celebrities in later generations, except that hers is the original, while more than 90% of the internet celebrity faces in later generations have been modified.

Chen Yan opened the selfie and took a look. She was still beautiful in the photo, but she looked noticeably tired, and you could still vaguely see some dark circles under her eyes.

Chen Yan paused for a moment after seeing this post on his WeChat Moments.

Ok?
Why does it feel like a veiled attack?
So he typed a comment below, but deleted it after only a few words.

At this critical juncture, it's best not to provoke her. What if she sends a voice or video call?
After scrolling through my WeChat Moments for a while, it was exactly 10 p.m.

Chen Yan felt it was about time, so he said, "Ahem, well, Teacher Jiang, it's getting late, let's go to sleep. I have to go back to Hangzhou early tomorrow morning."

"OK, all right."

Jiang Zhixin had the same idea. She couldn't concentrate on her phone, so she might as well go to bed early. Anyway, as long as she could get through tonight, everything would be fine.

As she spoke, she reached out and turned off the bedroom light.

then.

The once bright room instantly turned dark, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering in through the gaps in the curtains.

At this moment, the room was so quiet that only the two people's soft breathing could be heard.

Jiang Zhixin lay on the bed with her back to Chen Yan, her body taut like a fully drawn bow.

She could clearly feel the warm breath coming from behind her; each breath felt like a tickle on her heart.

Time passed slowly, and Jiang Zhixin's drowsiness gradually overcame her tension. Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, she suddenly heard Chen Yan groan.

She snapped to attention and asked alertly, "What's wrong?"

"My leg... my leg seems to be cramping."

Chen Yan's voice carried a hint of "pain".

Jiang Zhixin hesitated for a moment, then turned around. In the dim light, she saw Chen Yan curled up, pressing his calves hard with both hands.

Feeling reluctant to let go, she quietly sat down next to Chen Yan. "Let me take a look."

Then, she took Chen Yan's leg in her warm little hands and gently massaged it.

At such close range, their breaths almost mingled, making the atmosphere even more enchanting.

Chen Yan gazed at her lowered eyes, suppressing the flutter in his heart.

"Do you feel better?"

Jiang Zhixin looked up and found herself face to face with Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became a little hoarse: "I'm much better now."

In the darkness of night, the two stared at each other, the air seeming to freeze.

Someone moved closer first, and by the time Jiang Zhixin realized what was happening, their lips were already pressed together.

"No, no, that won't do..."

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　My 4000-word chapter was almost cut in half due to the review process being skipped.

　　
　
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