Jiang Lijin did not pull her hand back. She watched Chiron take off his glasses and casually toss them onto the table.
Without the lenses to obscure them, the aggression and possessiveness in those gray eyes poured out unreservedly, so intense that they could not be dissolved.
"The Dean's calculations are even louder than Graven's," Jiang Lijin smiled, leaning back with her spine against the hard edge of the table. "Planning to catch a white wolf empty-handed?"
Chiron took a step forward, his tall body completely trapping her between the table and himself.
He lowered his head, his nose almost brushing against her cheek.
"Tinia is young, and Baal is impulsive. You need a steadier blade. Not only can I kill, but I can also help you clean up the aftermath, and even present the Empire's core secrets right in front of you."
Jiang Lijin smiled. "A blade that is too sharp easily cuts the hand."
"With the blade in your hand, how could it cut you?" Chiron took her hand and pressed it against the position of his heart. Mental energy pulled back and forth between them, and the aura of a 3S-grade male pressed down overwhelmingly.
"Chiron." Jiang Lijin looked up at him. "Your heart is beating very fast."
Chiron didn't answer, still looking at her with that drowning gaze.
The air in the room remained silent for a few seconds before he spoke.
"My rage value has gone up."
Jiang Lijin raised an eyebrow, unable to hold back a smile. This was Baal's usual rhetoric; when did he hear it? Was it that time in the living room?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Chiron lowered his head, his lips pressed to her ear, even his breathing becoming erratic. "May I?"
This was very interesting. The usually aloof Dean of the Empire Central Hospital actually had to properly ask for permission at a time like this.
Jiang Lijin reached out, grabbed the collar of his shirt, and pulled down hard. "You may."
The moment her words fell, the world spun, and Jiang Lijin was lifted and placed onto the table. The tea set on the table was swept off, celadon shattering all over the floor, but no one cared.
Chiron's kiss fell, no longer the probing restraint from before, but carrying an intense possessiveness.
He gripped Jiang Lijin's waist. The buttons of his usually tightly fastened shirt had long burst off, revealing a sturdy chest.
Jiang Lijin's fingers unconsciously gripped the shirt on his back, the fabric kneaded into messy wrinkles.
The black eagle that had been circling all along finally found its prey, folded its wings, and plummeted straight down.
Before it was a freezing glacier, vast, cold, and keeping people at a distance.
The black eagle did not retreat. Carrying its boiling body temperature and twenty-four years of suppressed desire, it crashed headlong into the glacier.
Under the continuous impact, the glacier finally began to melt, completely submerging this untamed bird of prey.
The wooden desk let out an overwhelmed creak.
Jiang Lijin closed her eyes, swallowing the broken syllables. She finally understood why this man could become the Dean of the Empire Central Hospital. His understanding of the human anatomy had simply reached an outrageous level!
...
Outside the courtyard. The night wind blew through the huge ginkgo tree, its leaves rustling.
Holding a stack of paper documents, Tianyan stopped outside the courtyard gate. As a 3S-grade male, his five senses far exceeded those of ordinary people. Even though the room's soundproofing was excellent, he still caught the movements coming from inside.
The creaking of the shaking wooden table, the soft rustle of clothing friction, and the irrepressible...
Tianyan stood rooted to the spot, the smile on his face slowly disappearing. His green eyes darkened in the night, like a pool of bottomless stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.
He looked down at the documents in his hand, the edges of the pages crumpled deeply by his grip.
From the first time he saw Jiang Lijin, he knew this female was extraordinary. She could calmly counter-kill while heavily surrounded, and she could smoothly shift the blame.
She was a born superior. And they were all chess pieces on her board, or rather, her intimate guests.
Tianyan leaned against the courtyard wall, looking up at the purple night sky unique to the Jiyang Galaxy. A burst of unprovoked irritability welled up in his heart. He was used to controlling the overall situation, used to playing everyone in the palm of his hand. But now, he found himself developing an extremely unfamiliar, uncontrollable possessiveness toward this nominal wife.
Fortunately. He tilted his head back and let out a long breath of stale air. Fortunately, Tianque didn't follow him here. If that stubborn brother heard this, he would probably draw his blade and cleave this courtyard in two.
He stood outside for a long time, until the movements inside completely subsided, and the pheromone scent of another male in the air gradually faded.
Inside the room.
Jiang Lijin had finished showering, was fully dressed, and leaning against the headboard. Her whole body felt sore and weak; she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand. This man looked like a refined gentleman, but once he took off his clothes, he was an absolute madman.
Chiron sat on the edge of the bed, slowly putting his clothes back on. He had restored his usual impeccably dressed appearance, but the satiation between his brows could not be hidden. He poured a glass of warm water, tested the temperature, and brought it to Jiang Lijin's lips.
Jiang Lijin drank half the glass from his hand, her dry throat finally feeling a bit better.
"Tianyan is outside," Chiron put down the glass, his tone flat. He had long sensed Tianyan's aura, but not only did he not stop, he became even more unbridled. This was the territorial instinct between males.
"Let him in," Jiang Lijin leaned against the pillow, running her fingers through her half-dry hair.
Chiron turned to open the door.
Outside the door, Tianyan had restored his smiling fox-like demeanor. He looked at Chiron's slightly messy collar, an extremely dark light flashing in his green eyes, and then handed over the documents in his hand.
"What the boss wanted." Tianyan's gaze bypassed Chiron and looked straight at Jiang Lijin on the bed. "Graven's capital flows and communication records have all been investigated clearly. Behind him are not only nobles but also military high-ups, even involving several fringe galaxies. The list is all here."
Jiang Lijin ignored the undercurrents surging between the two men, directly took the document, and opened the first page.
"Good job." She glanced at the string of prominent names on the list and let out a cold laugh. "The roots of this great tree of the Empire have long rotted through. Graven is nothing but a front put forward."
"They are currently frantically erasing their tracks." Tianyan stepped forward and stood by the bed. "The main star has issued the highest-level wanted poster, pinning all the charges of live experiments on the black market, saying that you are a puppet brainwashed and controlled by us."
"Let them bark all they want." Jiang Lijin closed the document and casually tossed it onto the table. "Tianyan, dig up everyone on this list, their dirty accounts, and the black money they've received."
She looked up, her gaze clear and sharp. "I want to let them know what happens when they mess with someone they shouldn't."
Tianyan looked at her, the dark color in his green eyes fading, replaced by pure admiration.
"As you wish, boss."
