Thinking of her mission, Jiang You’s gaze subconsciously fell upon the large hand Long Yu had resting lightly on the desk.
The hand on the desk was elegant, with long fingers and distinct knuckles. Veins stood out in sharp relief, leading to a lean, strong wrist that radiated power.
Jiang You’s pink eyes glinted faintly.
’That’s a nice-looking hand.’
’As expected of the male lead. Every part of him is sexy.’
Long Yu noticed her stare, and his fingers seemed to grow warm. Without realizing it, the pads of his fingers tensed against the desktop, his knuckles flexing attractively.
Just then, the girl’s hand suddenly covered his. The soft palm of her slender, fair hand caressed the back of his. It felt like the brush of something soft and supple, like the gentle prod of a kitten’s paw pad.
Even though Long Yu knew what Jiang You was about to do, the moment that soft little hand landed on his, his heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.
A jolt of electricity seemed to sweep through his entire body from the back of his hand.
Long Yu’s gaze fell on Jiang You’s hand, then moved to her face. His gaze turned deep and inscrutable, his tone unreadable. "What are you doing?"
His tone was accusatory, carrying a warning not to mess with him, but he made no move to pull her hand away.
Jiang You met his gaze and stroked the back of his hand again. "With a hand this beautiful, you must be tempting me on purpose, right?" she said haughtily.
Though her expression was proud and haughty, inwardly she was so embarrassed she wanted the earth to swallow her whole.
[Mission Twenty complete.]
Once Jiang You heard the mission was complete, she moved to pull her hand back.
But to her surprise, Long Yu caught her wrist and pinned her hand to the table. He looked at her, an enigmatic smile playing on his lips, his eyes dark and inscrutable. "You don’t even know how to touch a hand properly."
Before Jiang You could react, Long Yu’s palm was covering the back of her hand. His fingers slid assertively between hers, interlocking perfectly to hold her hand snug and press it down.
The skin of their hands pressed together, an incredibly intimate contact.
Her composure was starting to crack.
’He didn’t pull my hand away; instead, he held it tightly.’
’Forget not following the plot, he’s actually trying to seduce me!’
"You like my hand?" Long Yu’s tone was languid as he held her hand, their fingers laced together and pressed onto the desk.
Jiang You furtively tried to pull her hand back, but she couldn’t. It remained trapped, her fingers curled stiffly.
"It’s passable, I suppose. Barely worthy of my notice," Jiang You said, her lips thinning for a moment before she replied with feigned scorn.
"Just my hand? You don’t want to touch anything else?" Long Yu’s voice remained slow and deliberate. He began toying with the hand he held, gently kneading her soft pinky. The calloused pads of his own fingers rubbed firmly against her slightly curled index finger.
Her slender, fair fingers were so delicate that the skin reddened slightly from the firm brush of his calloused fingertips.
Jiang You felt her own fingers growing hot where he touched them, and she curled them instinctively. She tried to stealthily pull away again, but he held her fast, easily negating the minuscule, almost unnoticeable distance she had gained.
And besides, she couldn’t back down!
"Anything else?" Jiang You’s eyelid twitched.
The next moment, Long Yu guided her hand under the hem of his shirt and pressed it against his abdomen. "My abs, for instance."
He then added, his tone full of insinuation, "After all, why work on abs if not for you to touch?"
His words were a clear reference to what Jiang You herself had said when she’d touched his abs during swim class.
A faint flush of heat crept up Jiang You’s cheeks.
Up at the podium, the teacher was still lecturing.
This guy was brazenly holding her hand against his stomach, slowly guiding it up and down over his well-defined abs.
"So," Long Yu’s voice had grown husky, "do you want to move your hand up... or down?"
’Jiang You was really at her limit. She was supposed to be the one harassing him, so how did the tables turn so completely?’
’I’m the villainess! I can’t back down!’
Jiang You’s soft palm suddenly slid downward, tracing the lines of his abs.
Long Yu hadn’t expected her to suddenly take the initiative. The feel of her soft palm made his breath hitch, and the muscles of his lower abdomen clenched tight.
His golden eyes instantly locked onto her.
She grabbed his belt and gave it a tug. Her pink eyes met his, full of arrogance. "Are you sure you want me to go lower?"
Long Yu’s golden eyes stared at her intently, the corners tinged with scarlet. He was silent for a long moment.
Just as Jiang You was feeling smug, certain that she’d outplayed him and that he wouldn’t dare continue, he spoke in that same low tone. "Not going to be a little bolder? Grab something... else?"
Jiang You’s slender fingers, still clutching his belt, couldn’t help but tighten and curl.
A faint blush crept up to the tips of her ears.
’This guy.’
’He... He definitely said that on purpose.’
In the end, Jiang You was the one to back down.
"I have other things to do. I’m leaving," Jiang You said, pulling her hand back and trying to get away.
’According to the original plot, I was supposed to touch his hand, he was supposed to throw it off and humiliate me, and I was supposed to fly into a rage, accuse him of playing hard to get, and storm off.’
’Things weren’t supposed to get this complicated.’
But Long Yu grabbed her hand, leaned in, and said in a low voice, "Jiang You, what do you take me for? You think you can just reel me in and throw me back whenever you feel like it?"
’She comes to find me when she has a mission, and acts like I don’t exist when she doesn’t?’
Jiang You’s lips tightened for a second, but her arrogant mask quickly slipped back into place. When all was said and done, she could only fall back on her usual line. "It’s your good fortune that I’m even giving you the time of day."
"Then let me give you a warning as well." Long Yu leaned close to her ear, his sharp brows lowering as he murmured, "If you try to string me along again, I won’t let you off so easily."
’Whether it was for a mission or not, she had touched and teased him. He wouldn’t be a man if he could just take it.’
Long Yu released Jiang You’s hand.
"Hah. Men. Getting angry over a little hand-touching?" Jiang You snatched her hand back, forcing herself to sound calm. "I’m sure countless women have touched that hand of yours already!"
Long Yu’s eyelid twitched. "What did you say?"
Jiang You didn’t dare linger. "I have things to do, I’m leaving!"
She made a haughty exit.
As Long Yu watched her retreating figure, he let out a short laugh, torn between anger and amusement.
’Next time, I won’t hold back.’
’If she dares to touch me again, she better be prepared for me to kiss her senseless.’
A fire ignited in his lower belly.
His forehead began to itch and throb, as if his dragon horns were about to emerge.
Long Yu cursed under his breath. He couldn’t believe his self-control had become so poor.
’I feel like I’m losing control.’
Unable to focus on the lecture, Long Yu left.
Wei Xu, however, did not leave. He had to stay, take notes, and summarize all the core concepts of the lecture for Long Yu.
Meanwhile, Long Yu returned to his dorm room. He could no longer suppress his bestial features, and they began to emerge.
A pair of golden dragon horns sprouted from his forehead. A massive golden dragon tail emerged from the base of his spine, its layered, golden scales glowing with a faint red hue as it swayed restlessly.