Chapter 220: Please Continue

Using the fingertips… the touch…

“Of course, this is just my personal way of learning. If you need it, I can give you a demonstration first.”

Meng Wange smiled and propped herself up from the bed. She sat opposite Su Wanli and then gently curved her index finger, placing it on the desk so that Su Wanli could see every detail more clearly —

“For example, the protrusion of the knuckles, the curve of the nails, and the hollow at the web of the thumb. It is actually quite difficult to understand their texture just by imagining it.”

“However, as long as you actually touch it, you can know where it appears smooth and where it appears rough. Smooth areas can be briefly passed over after drawing the outline, while the rough parts should be depicted with more detail.”

Meng Wange lightly brushed her right hand over her left index finger and gave Su Wanli a slight smile —

“Miss Su, would you like to try experiencing it?”

…To be honest, although Meng Wange explained it quite logically, Su Wanli did not hear a single word. After realizing the nature of this behavior, her brain suddenly became dizzy, as if she had fallen into a cloud of pink steam.

Meng Wange was her model. Now, in order to better depict the details, she could try to touch her body…

Looking into Meng Wange’s eyes, which were devoid of any impurities, Su Wanli’s right hand rose uncontrollably despite her reason constantly warning her that she should stay calm at this moment.

The right to touch Meng Wange’s knuckles, and… even more places.

Meng Wange did not speak further. She simply narrowed her eyes with a smile and gave Su Wanli a subtle nod, as if encouraging her to take a step forward.

‘Is it… really okay?’

Their past contacts had always been fleeting. This was the first time she had approached her with such purpose, wasn’t it?

‘I see. So this was how Meng Wange felt just now.’ Not rejecting her proposal might not have necessarily been out of curiosity; it could have been entirely out of some sort of instinct.

The desire to approach, to understand, and to touch an extremely beautiful existence. This thought did not carry any lust, nor did it contain any desecration; it was merely inscribed in human genes, surfacing suddenly at a time like this.

There was no reason to resist, and she was unable to resist anyway. Perhaps the ultimate human wish was to touch a beautiful existence like this.

She had misunderstood Meng Wange. Even as the Peerless Villainess, she herself could not resist this primitive desire, so how could she demand more from others…

While various messy thoughts constantly poured into Su Wanli’s mind, her fingertips had already climbed onto Meng Wange’s index finger resting on the desk.

…Gulp.

“How is it, Miss Su? Can you feel anything?”

Meng Wange’s soft whisper pulled Su Wanli’s soul back from her mental world to reality —

“You can try to touch it as a whole first. Try to memorize everything from the tip of the finger to the structure of the wrist.”

…From the tip of the finger, all the way to the wrist…

Su Wanli’s fingertips began to move slowly upward from Meng Wange’s fingernail, gliding over the smooth back of her hand, and finally, she gently held her wrist.

“That’s right, this is a person’s palm. Soft shadows can be added to the knuckles, and the nails can be appropriately brightened as reflections. You are doing a wonderful job.”

While encouraging Su Wanli without reservation, Meng Wange chuckled and leaned a bit closer to the desk, making it easier for her to reach her body.

“Next, Miss Su, try some other places. For example, the hair, the cheekbones, or the jawbone. If you can memorize these contours that are commonly used for positioning, your drawing skills will surely improve by leaps and bounds.”

As soon as she finished speaking, before Su Wanli could react, Meng Wange gently closed her eyes and propped her cheeks up with her hands, bringing herself close to her hand.

Not just the hands, but also the hair and the facial structure…

‘Wait, the cheekbones… does she mean the bone structure below the eyes? That is already the Heroine’s cheek, isn’t it? Is that something a Villainous Eldest Young Lady like me can touch freely?’

…But Meng Wange had also said that this was only to improve her drawing skills and to let her further understand the actual human body.

The previous movement could be said to have been driven by some mysterious force. However, this time, Su Wanli’s fingertips rose slowly out of her own will.

Meng Wange’s soft, light brown hair slid through her fingers like nothingness. The cool touch was transmitted through her palm, traveling all the way to her increasingly fluttering heart.

Next were her cheekbones — the center of that exquisite arc below her eyelashes.

Withdrawing her fingertips from the hair, Su Wanli cautiously pressed the pads of her fingers against Meng Wange’s cheek.

Perhaps a fingernail accidentally grazed the skin, causing Meng Wange to frown slightly. This made Su Wanli instinctively lift her hand.

“…It is fine, Miss Su. Please continue.”

Meng Wange gently grasped her wrist and pressed her cheek back against her palm — she gave a small smile with her eyes closed.

“This is the cheekbone. The part near the cheekbone is the malar fat pad. However, although it is called a ‘muscle’ in some contexts, it is actually fatty tissue, so it will be softer than muscle.”

“…Is that so?”

“That’s right.”

With a gentle force, Meng Wange guided Su Wanli’s fingertips across her cheek, pressing them against the outer edge of the jawbone below the ear, and slowly moved them toward the center of the cheek along the contour of the jaw —

“This is the jawbone, the part that determines the face shape.”

As she spoke, Meng Wange lightly lifted her head, allowing Su Wanli to see the path of her fingertips more clearly, as well as the slender blood vessels faintly visible on her fair neck.

“…Next, the connection between the head and the shoulders is also very important. If you are a beginner, it is very easy to draw the head and shoulders out of alignment.”

Whether it was because of the fever or simple thirst, Meng Wange’s voice sounded slightly raspy, but it added a faint, alluring quality to it —

“Miss Su, try to memorize the structure of the neck as well. Since it is a part that is usually hidden, you can be more careful.”

“Okay…”

“That’s it, just like that. Moving down from the neck is the trapezius muscle; it forms a hollow with the collarbone. The structure connecting the shoulder and the neck is quite complex here, so you need to remember it more seriously.”

Under Meng Wange’s guidance, Su Wanli’s fingertips slid gently down her neck —

The sunlight happened to pass through the gap in the curtain and through Meng Wange’s loose hair, casting a warm, scattered pale yellow glow on the hollow behind her collarbone.

“Kh… ngh.”

Just as Su Wanli’s fingertips brushed past the middle of her collarbone, Meng Wange suddenly gritted her teeth and let out a tiny gasp.

That soft sound was like lighting a fuse, causing a certain string deep within Su Wanli’s brain to snap with a sudden *pop*.