The inside of the carriage was terrifyingly quiet.
Gu Chengyin froze completely.
He felt as if something in his brain had just snapped.
What was he thinking about just now?
Obedience testing?
Rationality suppressing instinct?
Now, all these thoughts had vanished into thin air, leaving only the fleeting, slightly cool sensation on his lips.
On the other side, Shangguan Yunying was also stunned.
Her hand was still holding Gu Chengyin's hand, but she forgot to move it up.
She stared wide-eyed at Lin Qingyan, the smile frozen on her lips, looking as if she had been paralyzed by an acupoint strike.
"You..."
Shangguan Yunying opened her mouth, but only managed to utter a single word.
Her face grew even redder, but this time it wasn't just from shyness; there was also a hint of exasperation.
She never expected Lin Qingyan to pull such a move.
She was clearly the one who started teasing him first!
She was clearly the one who grabbed Gu Chengyin's hand first!
Yet Lin Qingyan, without saying a word, just went straight in for a kiss.
What was this?
What on earth was this!
Shangguan Yunying gritted her teeth in anger, but didn't know what to say.
She couldn't just pounce on him and kiss him too.
Wouldn't that just be a poor imitation?
Besides, Gu Chengyin's chin had already been lifted by Lin Qingyan; wouldn't it be embarrassing for her to do it again?
But if she didn't do something, wouldn't she be letting Lin Qingyan gain the upper hand?
Shangguan Yunying rolled her eyes slightly and suddenly smiled.
She let go of Gu Chengyin's hand and instead wrapped her arms around his, leaning her soft body against him.
Pressing against his arm, she tilted her head up and blinked at him:
"Master~ Lord Jingzhe is so mean. I was clearly here first, but she rushed to kiss you~"
Her voice was soft and delicate, carrying a hint of coquettishness.
Gu Chengyin turned his head to look at her.
Shangguan Yunying's eyes were sparkling, her cheeks flushed, and her lips slightly pouted, looking completely wronged.
Yet a hint of slyness hid in the depths of her eyes, clearly waiting to see his reaction.
On the other side, Lin Qingyan tilted her head slightly, watching Shangguan Yunying act spoiled, a faint smile flashing in her eyes.
The smile was very subtle, almost imperceptible, yet it inexplicably sent a chill down one's spine.
"You really know how to act spoiled, little sister."
Lin Qingyan withdrew her hand and smoothed her sleeves, her tone indifferent: "But Chengcheng hasn't spoken yet."
As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Gu Chengyin, the smile in her eyes deepening:
"Chengcheng, tell me, does sister Yunying care for you more, or do I care for you more?"
Gu Chengyin: "......"
Another lethal trap of a question.
One was acting cute and coquettish, the other was aloof yet seductive.
On the surface, these two women were fighting out of jealousy.
In reality...
They were torturing him to death.
Gu Chengyin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
His left arm was still wrapped around Lin Qingyan's waist, while his right arm was held by Shangguan Yunying.
With two women sitting beside him, two distinct fragrances intertwined and lingered at the tip of his nose.
The ambiguous atmosphere inside the carriage was so thick it could not be dispelled, while the patrol team outside remained completely oblivious.
If they knew what was happening inside this carriage.
Who knows how many people would throw themselves out the window in shock.
Moreover, Gu Chengyin realized that his body was reacting uncontrollably.
The temperature of his palms was rising, and his breathing grew heavier.
What was worse, Shangguan Yunying was not behaving.
Holding his arm, her fingers gently stroked the back of his hand, one stroke at a time, as if drawing circles.
The touch was feather-light, yet it made all of Gu Chengyin's blood rush to one place.
Although Lin Qingyan didn't move, her faint, cold fragrance constantly lingered at his nose.
The way she tilted her head slightly to look at him carried an indescribable meaning amidst the coldness, as if waiting to see what he would do.
Gu Chengyin closed his eyes briefly.
No.
If this continued, he truly wouldn't be able to control himself.
He had to...
"Master~"
Shangguan Yunying spoke again, her voice so soft it could drip water.
She raised her hand and gently tapped Gu Chengyin's lips with her fingertip, right where Lin Qingyan had just kissed:
"Lord Jingzhe kissed right here."
Her eyes curved into crescents, brimming with smiles:
"Then where should I kiss?"
Gu Chengyin's breath hitched as he met Shangguan Yunying's sly eyes.
Her hand was still tapping his lips, her fingertips warm and soft, carrying a faint fragrance.
Her sparkling eyes were filled with the clear intention of causing trouble.
On the other side, Lin Qingyan let out a soft "Oh," her voice cool:
"Where does sister Yunying want to kiss?"
As she spoke, she shifted her gaze from Shangguan Yunying's face to Gu Chengyin, the corners of her lips curling into a half-smile:
"Chengcheng, are you going to let her kiss you?"
Gu Chengyin: "....."
He felt like he was going crazy.
These two women were just at each other's throats.
And now they had formed a united front to mess with him together?
Gu Chengyin's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice a bit hoarse:
"You two..."
Before he could finish, Shangguan Yunying leaned in.
She didn't kiss Gu Chengyin's lips, but kissed his collarbone instead.
Lightly, softly, a fleeting touch.
Then she raised her head and winked triumphantly at Lin Qingyan:
"I kissed him~ Does Lord Jingzhe have anything to say?"
Lin Qingyan looked at Shangguan Yunying with an indifferent gaze.
Then she moved as well.
Leaning forward, she placed a light kiss on Gu Chengyin's other collarbone.
After kissing him, she raised her head, looked at Shangguan Yunying, and said calmly:
"I kissed him too."
Shangguan Yunying's eyes widened.
Gu Chengyin's eyes widened as well.
No, wait.
What kind of development was this?
But what shocked Gu Chengyin even more was the two women's subsequent reactions.
Shangguan Yunying looked at Lin Qingyan, froze for a good while, and suddenly laughed.
Her eyes curved into two crescents as she laughed so hard she trembled:
"Lord Jingzhe, you are so childish!"
Lin Qingyan raised an eyebrow, the corners of her lips curling up as well:
"The feeling is mutual."
The crisp, melodious laughter echoed inside the carriage.
It was as if their previous rivalry had been a mere illusion, as if they had always been the best of sisters who shared everything.
Gu Chengyin looked at the wildly laughing Shangguan Yunying, then at Lin Qingyan, who had a smile on her lips and gentle eyes.
He was completely dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Gu Chengyin suddenly felt as if he had been played.
No, not as if.
He had definitely been played.
These two women were just toying with him from the start.
The supposed rivalry, the taking turns kissing him—it was all an act put on just for him.
Gu Chengyin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
He smiled too.
His sudden smile caused the two women's laughter to stop simultaneously.
Shangguan Yunying looked up, met Gu Chengyin's eyes, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Lin Qingyan also straightened up slightly, the smile in her eyes fading a bit, replaced by a hint of vigilance.
"Gu Chengyin?" Shangguan Yunying called out tentatively.
Gu Chengyin did not answer.
He simply tightened his grip, pulling them closer into his embrace.
Then, in a low, slightly husky voice, he said:
"Have you had enough fun?"
"If you've had enough fun..."
Gu Chengyin paused, dark currents surging in his eyes:
"Then it's my turn."
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