Chapter 715 - 480: The Divine Greatness of Ning

"Good grief, do I really have to teach you something so simple? You’re so pure it’s almost scary."

"What else do you expect? I’ve never undone another girl’s strap before," Chen Yuan retorted. "It’s normal to be a little rusty."

"That’s exactly why you need to practice and get better."

"What’s the point of learning this? So I can go around harassing girls on the street?"

Chen Yuan was speechless.

He was indignant at Jiangg Yao’s baseless accusation.

’For a couple, isn’t being inexperienced and a little awkward something to be happy about? It at least proves you’re a blank slate, and that’s important to romance purists.’

"I never said you should go harass other people. When the little details of how you interact become more practiced and natural, it shows your relationship is progressing."

"What kind of twisted logic is that? We can still make progress even if I’m not some kind of expert."

"That’s not necessarily true. I’ve seen couples who don’t get along, but I’ve never seen a couple that isn’t... intimate. You’ve been dating for over a year and you don’t even know how to undo your girlfriend’s strap. If word got out, your friends would laugh you out of the room."

"Why would I ever tell anyone about something like that?!" Chen Yuan’s face flushed.

"Forget it. Just get some practice in your spare time. Don’t take half a minute just to scratch an itch, you’re so slow."

Clearly, Jiangg Yao was saying this on purpose.

She was getting her revenge on Chen Yuan.

Because Chen Yuan had made fun of her "tummy-wummy," Yaoyao was holding a grudge and deliberately poking fun at him for being a "little virgin boy," something she knew he was sensitive about.

Sure enough, as soon as she said it, Chen Yuan’s expression became... complicated.

"Fine. I’ll be sure to practice when I get the chance," he said with a smile, already plotting his revenge.

"Hah."

In the softly lit room, seeing the look on Chen Yuan’s face, Jiangg Yao felt no fear at all. In fact, she found his defiant expression hilarious.

She was a world-class trash-talker herself, but Chen Yuan couldn’t even take a little verbal sparring.

’Is that all he’s got?’

’And he’s still defiant?’

"You don’t have to wait for a chance. You can practice right now."

"Now?" he stammered, taken aback.

"That’s right. You’re a man who’s going to get married soon, after all. You should be more diligent and hardworking," Jiangg Yao said, flashing her trademark, deceptively innocent smile.

She pointed at Jiangg Ning, who was watching from the sidelines.

"Why not practice on my dear older sister? What do you say?" Her eyes gleamed.

"On me?"

Jiangg Ning froze. The color drained from her face as she looked from Jiangg Yao to Chen Yuan.

She quickly adopted a defensive posture.

"Stop messing around." The way Jiangg Ning turned her face away was exceptionally cute. Her eyes, widening in alarm, made her look like a startled, adorable bunny.

"Aren’t you the Young Master’s girlfriend?"

"I am..."

"Then you have an obligation to help him practice, to help him grow. It’s called... exploring the world, understanding each other, and building a more intimate relationship."

"Don’t give me any of your convoluted theories. I’m not listening," Jiangg Ning said with a frown.

"Tsk, what a shame. See, Young Master? My sister isn’t willing to make a sacrifice for your personal growth. It’s such a tiny thing, too. And here I thought you two were soulmates. I guess you’re just—"

Jiangg Yao did her best to fan the flames, sighing dramatically.

She was making such a tiny issue sound like a huge deal.

Even though Chen Yuan hadn’t cared about it at all, her instigation made him unable to resist glancing at Jiangg Ning.

’Man, Yaoyao was really playing the ’green tea’ part to the hilt.’

"Who said I’m not willing?" Jiangg Ning quickly backpedaled. "I just..."

"Just what?"

"It’s just that I don’t want to do it just because you told me to. A small thing like this is nothing for a couple. I’ll act according to my own will."

"So your ’will’ is to be selfish and unwilling to contribute."

"I am not!"

Probably provoked by Jiangg Yao, Ningning’s beautiful eyes widened in defiance. The next moment, she boldly turned her back.

She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and pretended to be unfazed.

"It’s just undoing a strap, right? What’s the big deal? What’s it supposed to prove? Don’t tell me you think I wouldn’t dare?"

Stubbornly, she fired off a series of rhetorical questions.

Even Chen Yuan could tell that Yaoyao was up to no good, deliberately provoking her.

"Maybe we should just forget it. There’s no need for this. We have important things to discuss..."

"No. You do it," Jiangg Ning said, turning to look Chen Yuan in the eye. "It’s okay, Chen," she said earnestly. "Having no experience isn’t anything to be ashamed of. Being a little awkward in a first relationship is something to be cherished and remembered. Every moment is like that for us. I won’t call you clumsy like Yaoyao. I’ll patiently and carefully teach you, step by step. I’m proud that I can be the one to do this."

"Ningning..." In that instant, Chen Yuan was so moved he almost burst into tears.

’This is what you call a perfect wife.’

’Ningning is such a gentle, understanding, wonderful woman. Nothing like that little green-tea schemer.’

’Hmph.’

Chen Yuan shot a sideways glance at Jiangg Yao, a smirk playing on his lips, before turning back to face Jiangg Ning’s back.

She was wearing a short, tight-fitting white t-shirt that perfectly accentuated her lovely figure. Her skin was as fair as snow, the curve of her waist was incredibly sleek, and her waterfall of long hair was swept over to the opposite shoulder.

Chen Yuan slowly reached out, as if approaching a work of art.

"That’s right. Don’t be nervous. Just place your fingers on it first," Jiangg Ning said softly.

Even though she said that, Chen Yuan clearly felt Ningning give a slight tremble the instant his fingertips touched her waist.

This sensitivity was one of Ningning’s characteristic traits.

"Mm, now apply a little pressure toward the middle. Slowly."

"Okay."

Chen Yuan followed her instructions, copying her step-by-step. His movements were gentle. While he met a bit of resistance when applying pressure toward the center, once the clasp was successfully released, the strap came undone with surprising ease.

Jiangg Ning’s expression tightened for a moment, likely feeling the sudden release as that particular sense of constriction vanished.

She fought back the blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"See? That was great. It’s a simple thing, and you learned it right away. Don’t listen to what Yaoyao says... We’re a couple, so if there’s anything you’re curious about or don’t know how to do, we can always talk about it together..." Jiangg Ning looked at Chen Yuan, then turned away after a moment. "I’m just going to... fasten this back."

Jiangg Yao, who was watching from the side, scoffed.

"It’s boiling in here. I’m not putting mine back on."

Without a doubt, Chen Yuan was moved beyond words. The love in his eyes was almost tangible. This look, however, made Jiangg Yao a little jealous.

She hadn’t expected her little scheme to backfire so spectacularly.

"Hey, are we going to talk about the wedding dress or not? Would you mind turning around and facing me," she demanded, her brow furrowed.

"Why don’t we go with that one from Italy? It is a formal gown, after all. There’s nothing wrong with it being a bit more stately and serious. It would also suit our parents’ tastes," Jiangg Ning said, considering it seriously.

"Fine, then it’s decided... Ugh, I can’t take it, I’m burning up. I need to take a shower," Jiangg Yao said, sitting up. "I was sweating buckets while I was asleep. If I don’t get clean, I’ll never be able to sleep tonight."

"So go wash..."

Chen Yuan seemed to still be savoring the moment, lost in thought as he stared at the hand that had just undone the strap.

His hand, of course, was now imbued with a sweet fragrance.

A dizzying, enchanting scent.

’It felt... pretty damn good.’

"Wash? How am I supposed to wash by myself? Have the nurse help? That would be too weird..." Jiangg Yao said with a troubled expression. After a moment, she looked at Chen Yuan. "Young Master, why don’t you do it?"

"Do what?" he asked, his reaction delayed.

"Help me bathe. Scrub my back. How else am I supposed to wash?" she said, pointing at her leg. "I can’t even move."

’She had a point. Even Jiangg Ning was injured.’

In the past, the sisters would always bathe together and scrub each other’s backs.

For someone who’s a bit of a neat freak, only the casual touch of your own sister is something you wouldn’t mind.