Union Of Enemies Chapter 25

Gu Jing mourned her leaked watermelons on the coffee table.

Gu Jing rubbed her sore little buns on her chest. She worried her flat chest became flatter.

‘What’s wrong, does it hurt?’ Zhen Lang asked.

Gu Jing glared at Zhen Lang who mocked her pain with a smile. She backed away from the jinx but her head bumped into a wall. She cried out, squatted and held her head.

‘What happened?’ Zhen Lang asked.

Zhen Lang carried Gu Jing to the sofa and he rubbed her head. She realised if her day started out unlucky then she would be unlucky for the whole day.

Since Gu Jing ran into the jinx in the morning, her whole day turned into turmoil. Her neck, back and head ached.

Gu Jing sat on Zhen Lang’s lap and her back rested on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her waist and he rubbed her head with his other hand. ‘Your head strength has declined.’

‘Huh?’ Gu Jing asked.

Gu Jing turned her head around to face Zhen Lang and her head spun.

Zhen Lang laughed and Gu Jing felt his laughter vibrated through her back from his chest.

‘My wall didn’t break,’ Zhen Lang said.

Gu Jing scoffed. ‘It’s your fault for putting your face too close to me before.’

‘I called you several times but you didn’t hear me,’ Zhen Lang said. He gently rubbed Gu Jing’s back. ‘You didn’t eat lunch so I made you quail meat and egg soup. I asked you if you wanted to eat.’

‘Um,’ Gu Jing said.

Gu Jing’s soul revived after the mention of food.

Gu Jing lifted her head to look for the soup in the four directions. Then she realised she sat on Zhen Lang’s lap, his hand rubbed her back and their faces were only two inches apart.

Gu Jing sniffed the after shave lotion on Zhen Lang’s face and the body lotion he used in the shower. Her eyes travelled from his chest to his neck, chin and soft lips but her eyes lingered on his neck. She wanted to bite his neck.

Zhen Lang hit Gu Jing’s bottom. ‘If you want to eat, first you need to shower. You ran around the whole day, you stink to death.’

Gu Jing couldn’t believe she sat on Zhen Lang’s lap for that long. She cursed on the inside – ‘Heavens, knock my head unconscious!’

Gu Jing shook her head to get rid of her desire to bite Zhen Lang’s head but it only made her dizzier.

Gu Jing got off Zhen Lang’s lap, she grabbed a large chunk of watermelon from the coffee table and she flew to the bathroom.

‘Little girl, why are you taking watermelon into the bathroom?’ Zhen Lang asked.

Gu Jing poked her head outside the bathroom door. ‘You instructed me that breasts can’t leave my chest and my chest can’t leave behind my breasts. I’m cleaning my breasts inside the bathroom.’

Gu Jing closed the bathroom door. She took off her clothes and she stood under the shower head. During her shower she couldn’t stop herself from daydreaming about Zhen Lang’s body. She blamed her crazy daydream on hunger.

Gu Jing patted her cheeks to forget about her daydream. Suddenly she saw a figure in front of the shower screen. ‘What is it?’

Zhen Lang pointed at the watermelon next to Gu Jing’s feet. ‘Are you done washing your breasts?’

‘Oh!’ Gu Jing said.

Gu Jing picked up the chunk of watermelon. She opened the shower screen enough to pass Zhen Lang the watermelon and he left the bathroom.

Gu Jing covered her embarrassed face with her hands and she sighed.

Gu Jing put on clothes and she wrapped a towel around her head. She walked to the living room and unexpectedly Zhen Lang didn’t mock her. He patted the spot on the sofa next to him and he pointed at the bowl of soup on the coffee table.

Gu Jing sat next to Zhen Lang and she grabbed the bowl of soup.

‘Hot!’ Zhen Lang said.

‘Ah!’ Gu Jing cried out.

Zhen Lang shook his head. He took off the towel wrapped around Gu Jing’s head and he dried her soft hair. ‘Why are you so lost today?’

Gu Jing didn’t know what made her so lost either.

Gu Jing grabbed a tissue from the coffee table and she wiped her mouth. She slurped two small sips of the soup broth.

‘Mr Vet, are you playing me? The more I think about it the more I feel your instructions are wrong. You instructed me to run around with two watermelons, but I don’t believe two breast implants are that heavy. Besides, breast implants are inserted inside the breasts so how can they swing back and forth against my chest?’ Gu Jing said.

Zhen Lang stopped drying Gu Jing’s hair. He draped the towel over a sofa arm and he coughed. ‘The truth is the two watermelons weigh five kilograms together. I instructed you according to your request to have two watermelon breasts.’

Gu Jing turned her head to the side and she looked at Zhen Lang. ‘Is it truly that heavy?’

Gu Jing thought about the two hateful watermelons and she felt her shoulders ached more.

Zhen Lang saw Gu Jing finished eating her soup and he patted his lap. ‘Come here, I’ll massage your shoulders.’

Gu Jing put her empty bowl of soup on the coffee table and she wiped her mouth. She crawled onto Zhen Lang’s lap. She let his hands massage her shoulders, because she wanted to cast away her suspicions.

Gu Jing buried her head between Zhen Lang’s neck and shoulder. She sniffed the familiar scent of his body and she rubbed her cheek against his neck. She berated her desire to bite his neck. She didn’t know why she wanted to bite his neck even though she ate a whole bowl of soup so she reasoned she was still hungry.

Gu Jing grabbed the chunk of watermelon on the coffee table. She broke it half and she bit off a big piece of watermelon to satisfy her hunger.

‘What did you say about breasts can’t swing back and forth? Think about it, when you’re older your breasts will sag. I only wanted you to experience what your new body will be like when you’re older,’ Zhen Lang said.

Zhen Lang massaged Gu Jing’s shoulder to the point she felt like she floated on top of clouds.

‘Also if you want big breasts in the future you’ll feel uncomfortable if you run fast. You can’t do other recreational activities like Judo either. If someone throws you over their shoulder, you’ll feel uncomfortable when they grab your collar and touch you inappropriately… and usually you wear a thin shirt under a thin jacket and you run around outside but no one else knows you’re not wearing a bra underneath. If you have big breasts you’ll need to wear a bra, but you hate humidity and you’ll attract perverts too,’ Zhen Lang said.

Gu Jing frowned, not about breast implants but because she couldn’t believe her suspicions were wrong about her hunger.

Zhen Lang held Gu Jing’s face close to his face. ‘Little girl, you don’t need big breasts. You’re good the way you are.’

‘It’s your fault. You were the one that said… you said-’ Gu Jing said.

‘What did I say?’ Zhen Lang asked.

Gu Jing bit another big piece of watermelon and she spoke softly. ‘Don’t men all like big breasts? I don’t know what I ate in the past but now my chest is flat. I don’t want someone to say my flat chest is a runway.’

Zhen Lang stroked Gu Jing’s hair. ‘Not all men like big breasts.’

‘What about you?’ Gu Jing asked. She swallowed the watermelon down her throat and she glared at Zhen Lang. ‘Do you like big or small?’

‘Me?’ Zhen Lang asked. He laughed. ‘I like men.’

Gu Jing laughed. ‘You’re still holding onto an old grudge? Don’t think during college I didn’t know how sought after you were.’

Zhen Lang held Gu Jing’s face and he inched his face closer to her face. ‘Is it sweet?’

Gu Jing put a hand on Zhen Lang’s chest and she pushed him away from her a bit. ‘I put the other half on the table, you can eat that half.’

‘I can’t eat it all. Give me a piece to taste,’ Zhen Lang said.

Gu Jing looked down at her half and she saw only watermelon rind. She wiggled her bottom and she stretched her arm to grab the other half on the coffee table for Zhen Lang.

Zhen Lang gripped Gu Jing’s waist and he pulled her upper body against his chest. She didn’t know what happened so she turned her head around… his lips kissed her lips.

Gu Jing didn’t expect Zhen Lang would kiss her roughly, because in her daydreams he kissed her softly. She felt his hot tongue licked her teeth. His tongue parted her two rows of teeth and his tongue wrestled her tongue.

Gu Jing felt a strange sensation in her heart. Zhen Lang’s kiss overpowered her senses and she felt breathless. But she didn’t resist, she let him pull her into the trance he weaved.

Zhen Lang gripped Gu Jing’s neck and he kissed her harder. She felt light headed so she pulled her lips away from his lips and she gasped.

Zhen Lang didn’t know how long he kissed Gu Jing. He reluctantly let go of her lips, but he couldn’t resist to gently kiss the corners of her lips. ‘It’s sweet.’

Gu Jing’s body sat still on Zhen Lang’s lap and she held a watermelon rind in one hand but her soul floated on top of clouds.

End of Chapter Twenty-Five

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