Chapter 145: Yang Jing's Irresistible Temptation
Her nightgown was a one-piece, but she was clearly still wearing thermal underwear inside. Even so, her stunning figure was unmistakable, and the fresh scent from her recent bath stirred ripples in Zhang Yang's heart that had just calmed down.
Yang Jing and Lin Shanshan seemed to be the two major target figures in this Capture Star Mender Mission. Of course, he wasn't sure yet—there had been around ten beautiful women in front of him at that time. Either way, before completing the mission, he had to verify them one by one.
Clearly, this mission was several times more difficult than the previous two.
Fortunately, there was still enough time—about twenty-one months left to find four Star Menders within two years.
"Watched some TV." Zhang Yang's gaze fell on Yang Jing and lingered for a moment before he looked away. She had already pulled up the blanket and slipped into bed, leaving only her head exposed.
She looked at Zhang Yang and said with a smile, "Don't you dare have any naughty thoughts!"
"Huh?" Zhang Yang suddenly recalled what he had just seen—those towering breasts, those snow-white thighs, and that faintly visible dark forest. His throat went dry. What exactly did she mean by not having naughty thoughts?
"You should take a shower too, didn't you say you've been busy all day?" Yang Jing propped herself up a little, revealing more of her body. She casually ran her hand through her long hair and looked at Zhang Yang as she spoke.
"Yeah." Zhang Yang thought about it; he really had been running around all day. His whole body felt uncomfortable. But why did her words, "You should take a shower too," sound so damn seductive?
When he entered the bathroom, he instinctively checked the curtain again. Earlier, Yang Jing hadn't pulled it properly, which was how he'd accidentally seen her undressing. Though it wasn't a big deal for a man like him, if Yang Jing realized he'd seen her, things would definitely get awkward.
And that would indeed be awkward.
"Don't use the hotel's shower gel; I brought my own," Yang Jing suddenly called out from outside, reminding Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang smiled slightly. He knew most hotel shower gels were awful anyway.
Looking at the bottle of shower gel Yang Jing had used, Zhang Yang's imagination started to run wild again. Less than ten minutes ago, she had been standing right here, completely naked, bathing herself. Just the thought of her hands rubbing over that pair of white rabbits at least 34D in size made Zhang Yang's heart race.
When he glanced down, he noticed two curled black hairs stuck near the drain, mixed with soap bubbles. Those had clearly fallen from her most private place.
That shower lasted a long time…
So long that when he finally came out, Yang Jing was already sound asleep. Under the soft light of the bedside lamp, Zhang Yang looked at her and felt his heart skip a beat.
Her facial features were delicate and flawless. She had an oval-shaped face with soft contours, long curled lashes, tender lips as red as rose petals, and a sharp, elegant nose. Her breathing was even and rhythmic, and her chest rose and fell gently with each breath.
She looked like a princess who had been asleep for a thousand years, waiting for her prince's kiss to awaken her.
Zhang Yang couldn't resist moving closer. One hand rested on the bed, the other supporting his chin as he quietly admired her.
She was a mature beauty—so beautiful it made one's heart ache.
"Hmm?" Just as Zhang Yang was staring at her face in a daze, Yang Jing suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at him. Zhang Yang was startled, stumbled, and fell back onto his own bed—turns out, she had only been pretending to sleep.
Yang Jing chuckled softly, wrapped in her blanket. She climbed up and tilted her head at him. "Yangzi, were you thinking of doing something naughty… hmm?"
Before finishing her sentence, she quickly turned her face away—because she saw something she shouldn't have. Zhang Yang was only wearing a bathrobe with nothing underneath. He had planned to grab his pajamas to change inside, but now, with that sudden scare, his legs spread apart, and everything was fully exposed.
Zhang Yang blushed furiously, hastily covered his lower half, pulled a set of thermals from his bag, and rushed into the bathroom. After taking several deep breaths inside, he finally sneaked out quietly.
Only to be met by Yang Jing's teasing gaze.
"Oh my, our big boy can actually get shy?" Yang Jing said playfully. "Relax, you forgot what my profession is? I've seen everything before."
Zhang Yang pouted, rubbed his nose, and muttered, "You're an attending doctor in the Radiology Department, not in Urology."
"Haha, okay, fine! It's nothing. An older sister seeing her little brother is totally normal." As she said that, her own face flushed. She quickly changed the subject. "It's really late now, let's get some sleep. We have to head to school tomorrow afternoon."
Zhang Yang checked the time—it was already past three. Sleepiness began to wash over him in waves.
Once in bed, he still couldn't fall asleep. He turned his head toward Yang Jing, only to find her also turned toward him.
"Sister Jing, looks like you can't sleep either?"
"Heh, of course not. I have to make sure you fall asleep before I can rest easy."
Zhang Yang chuckled. "Hearing that reminds me of a joke."
"What joke?"
"The one about the beast and the one worse than a beast. Sister Jing, tell me—should I be a beast, or worse than a beast?"
Yang Jing shot him a fierce glare. "Stop with your dirty thoughts."
"But you saw me naked, didn't you? Isn't that unfair?"
"Unfair is unfair, so what, you want me to take responsibility?" Yang Jing glanced at him, tilted her head, thought for a second, and said with a teasing smile, "How about I let you see me back then?"
"Yes! Yes!" Zhang Yang clenched his fists eagerly, ready for action.
"Dream on. Go to sleep!" Yang Jing threw the blanket over her head.
Zhang Yang pouted, watching the graceful rise and fall of her long, slender body beneath the blanket. He thought to himself: I guess I'll have to settle for being worse than a beast for now. But Sister Jing… there's always next time, heh heh!
The next morning, both of them woke up late—it was already past ten. Outside, the sky was still gloomy, and a thick layer of snow covered the ground. Snowplows moved back and forth along the streets, clearing the snow.
"Come on, I'll take you to eat." Yang Jing stretched lazily, got out of bed, changed clothes in the bathroom, tidied up a bit, and got ready to head out. As a half-native of the capital, this was her turf.
After their meal, it was already past noon. Yang Jing contacted her advisor and the school, and things went smoothly. However, graduates from Peking Union Medical College were always in high demand. Though her advisor promised to recommend her, it ultimately depended on personal choice—most people preferred to stay in the capital rather than head far south.
2 p.m., at the school gate.
"This time, it all depends on you." Zhang Yang looked at Yang Jing, who was wrapped in a fluffy coat, beautiful and dazzling. He thought, with her in play, even a beast would be tempted!
"Depends on me? It should depend on you." Yang Jing carefully brushed the snow off Zhang Yang's shoulders and straightened his collar. She was so close he could smell the faint scent of her lip balm—sweet and inviting, making him want to take a bite.
"Uh…" Zhang Yang looked at her and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Uh, what?" Yang Jing retracted her hands, rubbed her gloved palms together, and exhaled a puff of white breath. "Before I left, Gao Qi gave me the Nuwa Company's recruitment criteria. They only hire beauties. So unless they're going for a lesbian angle… obviously, sending a handsome guy like you is better."
Zhang Yang's face darkened. Damn that Gao Qi—she screwed me over again!