Chapter 72: Krystal’s “special Reward”
Smack~
The room door lightly clicked shut.
After sending Jung Soo Yeon and Sulli and the others back, Lin Xiuyuan and Soo Jung also returned once more to the villa in 2025.
As soon as they entered the house, hurrying to the sofa, Soo Jung suddenly turned her head to gaze at Lin Xiuyuan and softly asked, “Are you going to sleep?”
“Ah?”
Lin Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment.
Then, looking at Soo Jung who seemed a bit off emotionally today, he half-jokingly and half-probing smiled, “What’s up? If not sleeping, what else? You won’t think that since I brought Sulli back to you, you’re so happy you’re going to offer yourself to me, right?”
He thought this would earn him a roll of the eyes from Soo Jung, but unexpectedly, she stopped in her tracks and stared straight at him.
That gaze carried a bit of seriousness, and also held some inexplicable emotion.
She gazed at this young boy who had solved her long-standing worries, sunny and frank, not bad-looking either, so the corners of her mouth slowly curved up.
“If you really want to, I won’t refuse.”
Lin Xiuyuan was stunned, staring blankly at her for a few seconds.
Then he waved his hand, pretending to be casual as he turned and headed upstairs.
“Forget it. You just suddenly saw Sulli, your head must be buzzing right now. I’m not planning to take advantage of someone vulnerable.”
Meanwhile, Soo Jung still stood in place, arms crossed over her chest, with a faint smile gazing at his back.
Ahead, Lin Xiuyuan had just stepped onto two stairs when his footsteps suddenly halted, and his right hand gripping the handrail unconsciously tightened.
Tsk~
With a soft sound, he turned back, and in a few steps, stood once more in front of Soo Jung. His gaze passed over her eyes that held a hint of provocation, unabashedly sizing her up.
Soo Jung didn’t dodge, standing calmly before him.
She wore a white shirt, which was Jung Soo Yeon’s clothes. The top two buttons were undone, revealing delicate collarbone lines and a soft hollow at the neck. Below, she paired it with high-waisted light blue jeans, outlining her slender waist and long legs.
Though without makeup, her skin was fair almost to transparency.
Her brows and eyes carried a natural cool aloofness, yet hid a trace of imperceptible softness.
Her hair naturally cascaded down, with slightly curled hair strands sliding over her shoulder as she tilted her head slightly, adding a touch of lazy sensuality.
Lin Xiuyuan withdrew his gaze, his throat a bit dry, and softly said, “Soo Jung, you won’t think I don’t dare, right? Don’t provoke me like that, or you’ll know you were wrong when something happens.”
Hearing this, Soo Jung’s lips hooked into a smile, her gaze slightly raised.
“As expected, young boys talk too much. Let me teach you another lesson: sometimes, no need to say too much—action is the best expression.”
Before her words finished, while Lin Xiuyuan hadn’t reacted yet, she kissed him.
Lin Xiuyuan’s pupils shook violently, his whole body like struck by electricity, nerves instantly tensing.
Soo Jung’s lips carried a bit of coolness, yet ignited flames the instant they touched Lin Xiuyuan’s lips, burning into the depths of his rationality like a prairie fire.
And her movements showed no hesitation, no probing as imagined, no girlish shyness.
Only that unrelenting, clear impulse and control.
Her hands directly clasped the back of his neck, her whole body tiptoeing, pressing closer and tighter.
As if to pour all the emotions suppressed in her heart unspoken over these years into this kiss.
At first, Lin Xiuyuan almost forgot to react, letting her take the lead.
He didn’t even dare close his eyes, just watching Soo Jung’s slightly trembling eyelashes up close.
A few seconds later, he finally lost restraint too.
His palm gently covered her waist, first probing with a grip, then as if some string snapped completely, his hand slid all the way to her back, pulling her tightly into his embrace.
His response was no longer mild, but fierce and scorching.
Like a wildfire spreading, no retreat.
Soo Jung panted softly, but instead of retreating, she pressed forward, her whole body almost crashing into his arms.
The white shirt on her body lifted at the corner with the movement, revealing a bit of soft line at her waist side, faintly visible, stirring the mind.
The next second, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly bent down and scooped her up entirely.
With Soo Jung’s slight startled gasp, she immediately wrapped around his neck, cheek against his ear as she softly laughed, “The third floor is hard to climb. Isn’t right here pretty good?”
Intertwined breathing surged in this moment, torn emotions completely losing control in this moment.
This night was destined not to be peaceful.
And Soo Jung’s long-suppressed emotions, softness, and longing were finally fully released tonight.
……
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The next early morning.
The sound of drizzling rain passed through the half-drawn curtains, sprinkling into the room.
The air still held the warm aura from last night, bedsheets messy, corner draped on the floor, as if not yet calmed from that storm of passion.
Lin Xiuyuan hazily opened his eyes, a flash of inexplicable tension in his mind, like suddenly remembering something.
Then he abruptly widened his eyes, turning his head to look beside him.
The empty side held only bedsheets with lingering warmth.
His brows instantly furrowed, but the next second he heard the sound of rushing water from nearby.
Moments later, the sound stopped, followed by light footsteps approaching from afar.
Lin Xiuyuan followed the sound with his gaze, and the next second, Soo Jung’s figure appeared in his sight.
She wore only a light gray bathrobe, her hair wet and draped over her shoulder, water droplets sliding down, outlining the graceful lines of her collarbone.
As she walked in, she casually wiped her hair with a towel, her steps lazy, yet carrying an undisguised charm.
Then she reached the bedside, fluidly loosening the bathrobe tie at her waist, letting the soft fabric slide from her shoulders. She didn’t avoid Lin Xiuyuan’s gaze, displaying the poise and laziness of an adult woman as if it were natural.
Then she bent down to casually pick up the white shirt from the floor, calmly and naturally putting it on.
The oversized shirt covered up to her thigh roots, revealing long fair legs, the hem swaying to appear even more sensual.
The cuffs covered her knuckles, only showing a few slender white fingers.
“You’re awake.”
Standing by the bed, Soo Jung lifted her hand to brush her wet hair, raising her brows at him, “Hey hey, don’t look at me like that. I’m not planning to take responsibility. Yesterday was because of Sulli’s issue—just consider it a reward. Don’t overthink the rest.”
Lin Xiuyuan’s throat bobbed, propping himself up to lean against the headboard, his voice a bit hoarse, “That’s the older sister vibe, huh? It really opened my eyes.”
Soo Jung chuckled lightly, as if amused.
Then she sauntered over to Lin Xiuyuan, her gaze lazily sweeping him, “Opened your eyes? Xiuyuan, black silk stockings, T-back, big waves—you haven’t seen any of that. What older sister vibe is that, right?”
Looking at Soo Jung’s damp hair tips and that shirt barely containing her allure, Lin Xiuyuan’s breathing paused slightly, “So what are you trying to say?”
“So I’m saying, I have to go. Don’t get too excited, haha.”
After teasing the young boy before her a bit, Soo Jung bent down to pick up her clothes, waved at him, then turned and left.
But just before disappearing from his sight, she paused, hesitated a moment, then looked at Lin Xiuyuan.
Or rather, at a certain spot on him, “By the way, your talent… is great. Remember to exercise more in the future.”
With that, she left smiling, free-spirited like the wind.
Leaving Lin Xiuyuan sitting on the bed, still a bit dazed, the heat of last night contrasting sharply with her casualness this morning.
But one thing was undeniable: he had been completely toyed with by Soo Jung.
On the other side.
Soo Jung, returning to the second floor room, spent some time fixing her appearance. When she came downstairs, Lin Xiuyuan was already waiting for her on the first floor.
But not out of anger, rather caringly asking, “Didn’t you say you’re resting today? Where are you rushing off to so early? It’s still raining outside.”
Soo Jung, having dried her hair, brushed her hair tips, checked her clothes for any issues, then answered Lin Xiuyuan.
“Are you still sleepy-headed? It’s already past 11 a.m. Didn’t I talk with Yoona older sister last night and set up lunch today? Any later and we’ll be late.”
“Oh, right.”
Reminded, Lin Xiuyuan then remembered, it seemed last night was too intoxicating, blurring some memories.
Seeing this, Soo Jung didn’t tease him, just instructed, “Order food and eat by yourself. I scheduled an auntie to come clean. Remember to open the door for her later. Same for the small tavern side.”
“Got it, go ahead.”
Lin Xiuyuan waved at her, and after watching her leave, returned to the living room sofa to rest a bit.
But before he could sit, he remembered last night’s first scene was right on this sofa.
Looking at the messy cushions and wrinkles, Lin Xiuyuan finally felt a sense of reality—he really slept with Soo Jung, the goddess idolized by countless fans.
No, it should be said Soo Jung slept with him.
Half an hour later, the housekeeping arrived, quickly cleaning the few spots Lin Xiuyuan specified, and changing to new bedsheets.
Then they went out to the small tavern, cleaning up some dust and clutter.
After the housekeepers left, Lin Xiuyuan opened the room door and returned to the 2013 side.
The matter promised to Sulli needed to be handled as soon as possible.
Plus, last night he received extra reward from Soo Jung—couldn’t act like nothing happened.
Meanwhile, in the 2025 time-space side.
Soo Jung, who had gone out earlier, was now sitting face-to-face with Im Yoon Ah in a restaurant, chatting and laughing.
But suddenly, Im Yoon Ah’s topic turned to the small tavern’s members, “Right, Soo Jung, I heard from Ji-yeon and them that for the opening, you took them to that solve worries small tavern, right?”
“Mm, what’s up, older sister.” Soo Jung, eating fish, lightly lifted her gaze, some words from last night flashing in her mind.
Im Yoon Ah’s voice continued, “Can I ask how you met that young boy?”
Soo Jung pretended to be stunned, blinking, “Older sister, what’s this?”
Seeing Soo Jung look at her with some ‘surprise’, Im Yoon Ah didn’t mince words, laughed openly a couple times, and answered candidly.
“I’m pretty curious about him.”
