The atmosphere at the scene was strange. Just moments before, everything had been perfectly normal, but after they met each other’s eyes, Su Yao felt the strangeness intensify. This feeling reminded her of last night—it had been much the same then.
She looked at the bottle of red wine on the table and walked over to it.
Under Mu Nanqiu’s gaze, she picked up the bottle, trying to take a swig to bolster her courage, but it seemed there was barely any left. Su Yao managed only five or six drops at most, which was far from enough to boost her nerves.
She quietly set the bottle down, making sure not to make a sound, and looked over at Mu Nanqiu sitting there.
At that moment, Mu Nanqiu was wearing a slightly thick set of pajamas printed with a cute pattern. For someone like Mu Nanqiu to wear something so adorable at home, it felt like she was doing a disservice to her proud curves.
Though the effect of those few drops of wine was negligible, they did serve as a kind of psychological hint, giving Su Yao an inexplicable surge of courage.
Clutching her skirt, she walked over to Mu Nanqiu.
Su Yao opened her legs and sat down on Mu Nanqiu’s lap. The moment she sat, she felt a twinge of pain from behind—still sore—like she’d been smacked again, and her face flushed with embarrassment.
She tried pushing Mu Nanqiu’s shoulders, but she couldn’t move her at all. Su Yao’s hands felt weak, with hardly any strength, and besides, Mu Nanqiu didn’t seem intent on cooperating. Su Yao knew what she was doing was a bit too bold—sitting down, pushing, lying on top of her, kissing her… If she went through the whole sequence, she had no idea how much mental energy it would take.
But it ended at the second step. Su Yao thought Mu Nanqiu didn’t want to be on the bottom and tried to get up, but a pair of hands suddenly wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her in even closer.
There was a difference in their heights. Even as Su Yao sat on Mu Nanqiu’s lap, their eyes and lips were at the same level. In this position, their faces were close enough to feel each other’s breath.
After staring at Su Yao for a second or two, Mu Nanqiu leaned in, intending to steal a kiss from those endlessly enticing pink lips. But Su Yao dodged, leaning back with her hands on Mu Nanqiu’s shoulders to avoid the kiss.
Though her cheeks remained flushed, she spoke in a tone full of grievance.
“Why did you hit me………………”
Mu Nanqiu paused for a moment, and once she realized Su Yao was asking about those slap marks, she grinned smugly and teased Su Yao.
“Who told Yao Yao to deliberately get drunk last night?”
“Well………………but you didn’t have to………………hit that hard!”
“If I didn’t hit hard, how would Yao Yao remember the lesson? Otherwise, next time it’ll be the same, and it’s exhausting for me to handle things all by myself.
…Do I really have to do all the work alone?”
Mu Nanqiu discussed the matter so openly that Su Yao was initially uncomfortable, but she gradually realized it wasn’t so shameful after all. The intimacy between the two of them should bring happiness.
Suddenly, Su Yao felt Mu Nanqiu bury her face into her chest, so she reached out and stroked her hair.
If you asked Mu Nanqiu how she felt right now, there’d be only two words: truly comfortable. That pair of soft, fragrant white rabbits was impossible to let go of last night, and compared to her own, someone else’s was much more fun—especially when Yao Yao was even softer than she’d imagined.
“Ah!”
Su Yao yelped, feeling a hand up to no good, but all she could do was glare at the culprit in playful reproach. Other than that, she simply endured it in silence. Su Yao suddenly realized it didn’t feel bad at all—different from when she was alone. It was even more pleasurable. As for why… she figured it was because she had a real partner this time.
So if you can duo queue, you really should—it’s much better than solo!
“What are we doing later? Going home?”
“It’s Weekend, we don’t have class. Yao Yao, are you in a hurry to leave? Did you leave the gas on at home, or maybe a faucet?”
Mu Nanqiu’s muffled voice sounded from Su Yao’s chest. Hearing that, Su Yao realized there was really no need to rush back. But if she stayed here… glancing at the messy scene on the floor, she wondered, were they going to do it here again?
Just as this thought crossed her mind, she suddenly felt her butt lifted by a pair of hands, her whole body being hoisted up. Her field of vision rose sharply, and then she found herself being tipped backward, falling onto the soft bed.
The sudden embrace and drop left Su Yao stunned. Before she could react, Mu Nanqiu was already astride her, cutting off any chance of getting up.
Mu Nanqiu tossed her hair with flair, looking down at the thoroughly pinned Su Yao, admiring her panicked, flustered expression.
“Nanqu, don’t, I just took a shower!”
“I want to!”
Mu Nanqiu gave a cold chuckle, her look saying, “Go ahead, resist me. The more you struggle, the more excited I’ll get.” She had the perfect bad girl look, but with her beautiful face and womanly charm, it came across as more teasing than anything else.
Really now?
Su Yao puffed her cheeks, trying to escape, but Mu Nanqiu held her down with both hands, pinning her lower body with her own weight. How could Su Yao possibly get away?
If she couldn’t win by strength, then she’d just have to play cute!
She knew Nanqiu couldn’t resist soft, sweet pleading. As long as she played the part well enough, Nanqiu definitely wouldn’t give her a hard time!
Thinking this, Su Yao put it into action.
“Sis, don’t do this, okay? I’ll be good next time, I’ll do whatever you tell me to do, I promise not to talk back, I won’t even frown… Ah, Sis, don’t knead so hard, I’m scared……………
“Relax, I’ll be gentle.”
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After a few minutes, Su Yao realized that Mu Nanqiu didn’t actually intend to go all out—she’d only been trying to scare her just now.
Woman, you’re so mean!
A bit disappointed inside, to be honest, Su Yao had nearly shouted herself hoarse a moment ago, but in the end, Mu Nanqiu surprisingly didn’t go after her newly donned clothes. But she didn’t let Su Yao off that easily, either—having such a fragrant, soft, and sweet-voiced “pillow” who’d make lovely sounds with the slightest effort, how could she ever let go?
Leaning against the headboard, Su Yao looked at the clothes scattered on the floor, wondering if she should tidy up a bit.
After lazing around together for most of the morning, they finally made their way to the dining floor a little after one in the afternoon, found a seat, and ordered some food. This time, Mu Nanqiu made sure Su Yao got enough to eat.
Once Su Yao was full, it was Mu Nanqiu’s turn to feel satisfied.
“Isn’t this a bit strange? If we were a regular… I mean, a normal couple, would we act like this?”
“Why care about others? A thousand people, a thousand faces. We’ll do whatever we want.”
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Su Yao felt like she was seeing a different side of Mu Nanqiu today. She seemed so excited.