CH 42

There was a thick blanket on the bottom of the bed, Jiang Yu was lying on the ground, her forehead hit the corner of the bedside table unexpectedly, she let out a wailing cry, and covered her belly.

"Hiss…"

She couldn't move for a moment.

The room was dark she couldn't see her fingers. Cheng Suran got up in shock, rolled out of bed, picked up the big and thick professional book at hand and threw it at it, and then heard the woman moaning in pain.

This voice—

Elder sister?

She froze for a moment, her mind suddenly came to her senses, she touched the wall, turned on the light, and the bedroom lit up.

The woman was lying on her side on the ground, her slightly curled body was wrapped in a loose purple silk nightgown, her hair covering her face, feeling very embarrassed.

"...sister?" Cheng Suran opened her eyes wide, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...sister, I didn't know it was you, I thought you wouldn't come tonight..."

Jiang Yu was helped to sit up, her stomach felt dull pain, and her forehead also felt a sharp stabbing pain. She covered her stomach with one hand, and touched her forehead with the other hand. Her originally smooth skin felt a little uneven, with a burning pain.

She suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Sister... are you okay? I, where did I kick you? Stomach..." Cheng Suran pressed her hand covering her stomach, panicked for a moment.

In the middle of the night, she was in a drowsy sleep, her mind was half awake, and the room was pitch black and she couldn't see clearly. At that moment, she thought it was some thug who broke in, but she didn't think much of it when she was in a hurry, she just relied on instinct. With all her strength, she kicked over.

Whoever knew she could kick people down?

She didn't know that she had such great strength, so it was conceivable that her sister must have been seriously injured. Maybe she...hurt the internal organs? Like something ruptured or heavy bleeding?

The more Cheng Suran thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her voice trembled slightly: "Sister, let's go to the hospital..." She put both hands under Jiang Yu's armpit, trying to lift her up, but now she lost her strength again, and felt that this person was as heavy as a weight.

However, Jiang Yu stood up by herself, pushed her away, walked into the bathroom shakily, turned on the light urgently, and leaned in front of the mirror.

A bloodstain as wide as a thumb appeared on her forehead.

The pattern on the edge of the bedside table is relatively sharp, probably because when she fell off the bed just now, she hit her head and scratched the skin, leaving bloodshot spots.

Although it is a minor injury and not serious, she had a commercial to be filmed the day after tomorrow, and she couldn't appear in this appearance at all, which will disrupt the original work schedule. Such a delay would cost a lot of time.

"Sister..." Cheng Suran stood at the door, wanting to enter but not daring to, her heart pounding.

Jiang Yu turned around.

Cheng Suran caught a glimpse of the scar on her forehead, and gasped, "On your head..." She retracted her fingers and press it against her lips, "I'm going to buy medicine!"

The girl turned and ran out.

"Go back here."

Jiang Yu walked over slowly, grabbed the girl's hand, "It's so late, where will you buy it?"

The toilet door was narrow, and they stood facing each other. Her height of nearly 1.8 meters crushed half of Cheng Suran's head, blocking a large area of ​​light and bringing a strong sense of oppression.

Cheng Suran took a step back, leaning her back against the door, and had to look up at her, like a chick being chased by an eagle and hiding in a corner.

"There should be a pharmacy open..."

"What if there's none?"

"..."

The girl bit her lower lip, looked at her forehead worriedly, her eyes were confused and blamed herself.

With her back to the light, Jiang Yu's expression was dark and unclear. She looked at the girl quietly for a while, and felt the worry in those eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

Mm?

Is the kid worried that she will blame her?

Still…

The vague thoughts flashed away, too faint to be detected, too late to catch.

Jiang Yu put away her thoughts, let go of the girl's hand, turned around and walked to the living room, picked up the landline and dialed the room service number. Cheng Suran followed her out and suddenly realized that she was so stupid.

Then, someone brought the medicine.

"Go and wash your hands." Jiang Yu looked at the girl standing dumbfounded, and went back to the bed and sat down.

Cheng Suran came back to her senses, obediently went to the bathroom to wash her hands, took the ointment from Jiang Yu, unpacked it, and roughly read the instructions.

She knelt on the sofa with one leg and stood on the other leg, lowered her head and squeezed out a little white paste on her fingertips, raised her hand carefully, and gently applied it to the bloodstain on Jiang Yu's forehead.

When they got close, the pink flesh oozed dark red blood, which was shocking.

Cheng Suran frowned unconsciously, and her heart twitched, as if she is the one who got scratched, her forehead also felt a dull pain.

She injured her sister.

If she had been calmer and less flustered just now, she wouldn't have hurt her sister. How could she be so careless... Any anger, any grievances, have long been left behind, leaving only a heartache and self-blame.

The night is deep and silent, light and shadow are sparse, and the bedroom is filled with the sound of each other's breathing.

The ointment relieved some of the stinging pain in the wound. Jiang Yu looked up at the girl's open nightgown collar, her collarbone was looming, and her neckline was white.

Further up, there is a small pointed chin, thin pink lips, and a straight nose, and finally falls into those clear and sparkling eyes.

Jiang Yu's eyes were dim, and she put hee hands around her waist, and with a little force, she sat her down in her arms.

"Sister——" Cheng Suran exclaimed, stopped her hands, and her eyes touched the undisguised desire in her eyes, and she couldn't help but blush.  "The medicine hasn't been applied yet."

"How much longer?"

"Soon."

Jiang Yu hummed, signaling to continue, Cheng Suran squeezed some ointment on her fingers, wiped it again, and then whispered: "Okay, sister, I'm going to wash my hands."

When she came back after washing her hands, she took the initiative to sit on Jiang Yu's lap, one hand was grabbed and pulled to cover the woman's lower abdomen.

"It hurts." Jiang Yu closed her eyes, brushed her lips against her ears, and said in a hoarse voice, "Rub it for sister."

Feeling the temperature through the silk material in her palm, Cheng Suran blushed to the base of her ears in an instant, and wanted to shrink back, but felt distressed by Jiang Yu's words, so she rubbed clumsily.

"Let's go to the hospital, I, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"It would be bad if there is an internal injury."

Jiang Yu laughed lowly and said, "If I have internal injuries, can I still stand up? Little fool."

"But on your head..." Cheng Suran looked at the scar guiltily.

Before she finished speaking, her body suddenly leaned back, and fell into the soft bedding unexpectedly. A large shadow was cast over her head, blocking the light.

Jiang Yu kissed her lips.

"Mm--"

The scorching breath flowed between the lips, like a spark falling from dry wood, it quickly burned up.

Cheng Suran closed her eyes, softly clasped Jiang Yu's shoulders with both hands, and took the initiative to meet her, gradually feeling a little familiar heat.

She seemed to hear her soul clamoring, missing crazily.

She missed the fresh fragrance of iris on her body, missed her passionate kiss, missed her straightforward eyes when looking at her, and missed her the whole person.  Even if she is a dangerous fire, that can burn her to ashes at any time...

The nightgown fell to the floor.

The rest, likewise, flew away from Jiang Yu's hands.

"Sister..." She looked at her eagerly.

Jiang Yu brushed away the broken hair from the girl's cheeks, breathing heavily, but she was not in a hurry, and deliberately teased her slowly.

The slender fingers are as light as feathers, and they pass by but do not enter, bringing a burst of itching.

The bedroom seemed to have sunk into a dark and silent deep sea, without any light at all, Cheng Suran drooped her eyelids, dazed, clenching her teeth, trembling and throbbing, it became more and more unbearable.

"Why didn't you say good night yesterday?" Jiang Yu whispered in her ear.

"You didn't say good morning today."

Cheng Suran tried her best to restrain her voice, and said with difficulty: "I... I was afraid that you would be angry, and I want to wait until you calm down."

"Aren't you just lying?"

"…no."

Jiang Yu raised her fingertips.

Cheng Suran sobbed, and the corners of her eyes glistened with joy.

"Be good."

….

When she was exhausted, Jiang Yu hugged the kid and fell asleep. There were no more nightmares that night, and she slept peacefully and soundly.

The next morning, Cheng Suran was woken up by the seven o'clock alarm clock.

The place next to her was empty, and the warmth had long since disappeared. She sat on the head of the bed in a daze for a while, and when she saw the ointment on the table, she was sure that last night was not a dream.

Her sister left again.

Clothes were scattered on the floor, along with wet wipes, tissues and used finger cots...

Cheng Suran got out of bed with a blushing face, put on her clothes and went to wash up. Just as she stepped out of the room, she heard voices coming from the living room—Tian Lin came, but her sister didn't leave.

Holding a big paper bag in her hand, she stood in front of Jiang Yu, parted her hair and looked carefully, "What happened to your head? It wasn't there yesterday."

"Accidentally bumped it, it's okay." Jiang Yu tilted her head to dodge.

"The skin is broken and swollen like this. How could it be accidental? You..." Tian Lin was about to say something when she suddenly noticed Cheng Suran coming towards her, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yu followed her gaze.

Cheng Suran stepped forward slowly, twisting her sleeves with both hands, like a child who made a mistake, "I was careless yesterday..."

"Aren't you going to class today?" Jiang Yu coughed lightly, her expression unnatural.

It's better for the embarrassing matter of being kicked out of bed by the little lover, to stay between them.

Cheng Suran shut her mouth obediently.

Tian Lin looked at the two of them suspiciously, feeling something was wrong.

Early this morning, Jiang Yu asked her to bring clothes over. She was wondering why a person who was resting at home yesterday suddenly came to the hotel in the middle of the night. Thinking about what happened in the past two days, she seemed to understand something.

"I'll change first." Jiang Yu carried the paper bag to the master bedroom.

The octagonal window screened in a ray of morning sunlight, and only Tian Lin and Cheng Suran were left in the huge living room. The two stood facing each other, one serious and the other anxious.

Like a confrontation.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes..

"Miss Cheng, are you taking revenge?" Tian Lin took a step closer and looked at the girl solemnly.

Cheng Suran was taken aback, "What?"

Tian Lin's expression was slightly cold, and she held back her anger and said, "Boss Jiang is going to shoot an advertisement tomorrow, and she has already agreed on a time with the brand. Now that it's like this, how wil we shoot? All subsequent work plans have been disrupted. Do you know how valuable her time is? How much this will cost her?

She didn't know exactly what happened last night, but it must have something to do with this girl, especially since the incident happened in the car the day before yesterday, it was hard not to think of revenge.

"I…"

Cheng Suran's eyes widened, her lips trembled, and her hands tightly clutched her sleeves, "Revenge? If you're talking about the incident in the car... I never thought of revenge on my sister. Last night was just an accident. We..."

"Tian Lin—" Jiang Yu came out of the bedroom.

The two turned their faces away.

She changed into a navy blue coarse woven jacket, her long hair was draped softly over her shoulders, she had light makeup and red lips, elegant and capable, but her eyes contained reproach.

Cheng Suran felt guilty, and didn't dare to meet her eyes, so she lowered her head again, avoiding her gaze.

Jiang Yu patted Tian Lin on the shoulder, and said softly, "Go to the car and wait for me first."

"Okay." Tian Lin looked at the scar on her forehead, sighed, turned and left.

The girl stood in front of the window with her head drooping. Her light and slender body was wrapped in a loose nightgown. Her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, like a fragile piece of paper or a stubborn grass.

Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, and stepped forward to hug her.

"Elder sister…"

"Mm?"

"If the commercial fails to shoot, will I have to pay liquidated damages?" Cheng Suran mustered up the courage to look up and meet Jiang Yu's eyes.

Jiang Yu suddenly thought of teasing her again, and nodded seriously: "Um, more than 20 million."

"..."

More than 20 million.

She can't afford to pay even if she sells herself 

Cheng Suran was a little frustrated, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "I will pay."

puff.

Jiang Yu suppressed a smile, "How will you pay?"

Cheng Suran said seriously: "I will work for you."

"Really?" Jiang Yu raised her brows, "Then you will have to work for me for a lifetime."

"..."

The woman's smiling eyes were extremely gentle, Cheng Suran stared at her blankly, her heart skipped a beat. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she could hear some romance from this sentence.

Lifetime?

Can she be by her sister's side for the rest of her life?

Thinking about it, the thoughts went deep into her mind, Cheng Suran smiled, and the two small dimples sank deeply, "Okay."

Her eyes turned clear and her tone was sincere, as if she took it seriously.

Jiang Yu restrained her teasing expression, reached out and scratched her nose, "Just kidding, little fool."

"?"

"I can shoot, no need for compensation."

"..."

Cheng Suran pouted.

Jiang Yu put her arms around her waist, lowered her head and pecked her soft lips, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, sister will take care of it, and besides, the responsibility is not yours in the first place, so don't take it to heart. Good girl——"

Every time she gets angry with the kid, she'll want to coax her even more afterwards, as if she sees her former self in her.

She coaxes herself.

"Mm, okay." Cheng Suran nodded obediently, buried her face in her neck, and rubbed it lightly, wanting to be coquettish, but she didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

A wonderful feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, a little sour and a little sweet.

Still a little flustered.

She wouldn't really be tempted by her sister, would she?