Chapter 118 - Woman

Jiang Yingyue had not expected to see a naked body like this, in the middle of the house, but when she thought about it, it was reasonable. Han Qingshan had rushed straight into the bathroom when he came back, not bringing clean clothes with him, and those that he had been wearing ended up completely soaked.

Han Qingshan's hair was still wet. Drops of water were trailing down his neck, leaving unrest within Jiang Yingyue as she watched. She couldn't take it anymore, and rushed past Han Qingshan, into the bathroom, found a towel and stood on her tiptoes to dry his hair.

Han Qingshan could feel the fire in his body, which had been subdued more than once, start moving as Jiang Yingyue stood in front of him. Her soft and lithe body was almost plastered against his to be able to reach his head.

She was so focused on drying his hair that she did not notice that Han Qingshan's eyes turned much deeper. A slight smile flitted across his lips as he raised his arms and dragged Jiang Yingyue closer to him, so close that their bodies were stuck together.

"Han Qingshan!" she exclaimed in shock, but Han Qingshan completely ignored her as he buried his head in the nape of her neck.

His hot breath caressed her skin, and a shiver ran through her body. "What are you doing?" she asked, exasperated, unable to contain her shock.

Han Qingshan's hands were roaming up and down her back, and he could feel the bandages that were underneath the clothes. His mind was completely clear, and he knew instantly that this person in his arms was a woman.

His eyes were filled with shock, his heart restless, and he was feeling very confused. He would never have guessed that Jiang Yingyue was a woman, had it not been for the many clues left behind by both his parents, and Jiang Yingyue herself.

However, Han Qingshan said nothing. Since Jiang Yingyue had decided to live as a man, then he would respect her choice and support her. So what if the world thought he was gay? Now that he knew he wasn't, he felt a lot of relief.

The arms that hugged Jiang Yingyue held her even closer as if he wanted to merge their bodies together.

Jiang Yingyue was squirming in his grip, trying to avoid too much contact between their bodies, but she quickly felt helpless.

"Han Qingshan, what are you doing?" she asked, trying to suppress the tremble in her voice.

"Hugging you," Han Qingshan answered honestly, as he tightened the grip around her waist, his head buried even deeper into the nape of her neck, his lips touching her skin now.

"This is not very suitable, is it?" she could not help but ask, feeling nervous and slightly giddy.

"It is just you and me here," Han Qingshan answered, "so who cares if it is suitable or not? Also, you already kissed me in front of Yu Xiulan and her manager, but you can't even handle that I am hugging you now?"

The more he spoke, the weaker Jiang Yingyue's knees became. She felt his lips tracing over her skin with each word, and a shudder went through her body.

Jiang Yingyue was aware that Han Qingshan was quite likely to know of her real gender by now. They were so close, and her body, although bundled up, was still the body of a female.

She was trembling all over, and although she was scared, she also felt a strange relief in her heart. The psychological stress of having to hide her gender from Han Qingshan would soon be over, but would she be able to continue living her life as she had so far?

Han Qingshan's hands continued to touch her back, tracing down her spine and feeling her body, touching her hips, circling her waist; everywhere she was touched she was feeling as if it was electrified and she almost turned into a puddle in his arms.

"Han... Han Qingshan…" She gasped out his name and was feeling addled again.

Han Qingshan was in a great mood when he heard her gasp his name. When he saw her dazed and confused eyes his heart melted completely. Unable to control it anymore, he bent over and kissed her lips softly.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Han Qingshan asked, completely ignoring the fact that he was actually naked, holding the woman in his arms. The frustrating fire from before had vanished and instead was replaced by sweetness and gentleness towards Jiang Yingyue.

Hearing Han Qingshan's question, Jiang Yingyue sobered up, and her eyes flashed in a complicated light.

"You already know, don't you?" She asked, her face pale, and she could not help but bite her lip slightly because she was far too nervous.

"I want to hear you say it," he insisted, his hot breath spraying over her face, the minty scent startling Jiang Yingyue.

Looking down, her hands were wringing the large sweater she was wearing, and she hesitated before muttering with a low voice, "My real name is Jiang Yingyue, I am a woman."

Han Qingshan had already guessed that she was a woman, but hearing her say it to him, and the fact that she even introduced her real name, made him feel so warm and fluffy inside. She trusted him!

"Okay, enough," She said with her face so red that Han Qingshan thought blood would drop from it.. "You're naked, please don't stick this close to me."