Ye Wanqing was as red as an apple, her words lightly teasing Su Mu, whose heartstrings were taut with shyness.
Su Mu gently wiped the corner of her mouth, looking at Ye Wanqing with a half-smile.
This brief moment of pleasure surpassed a thousand previous encounters.
Not quite satisfied, a touch of crystal accompanied the vermilion.
“I really didn’t expect you to be this type.”
“What… what type?” Ye Wanqing stammered, her earlobes turning a deep shade of crimson.
Su Mu mysteriously held up a slender finger to the girl’s cherry lips, then leaned in to whisper something against her ear.
The words made Ye Wanqing’s entire face flush even harder.
“You — you — you’re the perverted one!”
Su Mu didn’t answer.
Instead, she let her fingertips trace slow circles around Ye Wanqing’s small, delicate navel.
This teasing sensation was almost unbearable for Ye Wanqing.
“Don’t you have your own tummy to play with?” Ye Wanqing pressed down on Su Mu’s hand in frustration, but the latter only giggled.
“I don’t have one like yours. Who else is like you, craving milk tea every single day…”
At those words, Ye Wanqing’s beautiful eyes widened.
“You’re lying! Everyone knows you eat and drink the best stuff over at Lando’s place every day.”
Su Mu shrugged.
“That’s exactly why I don’t crave it. I’m not like a certain greedy girl who pesters me to bring her some every day. Besides, I exercise every day, while you just stay cooped up at home, playing games…”
“My hand isn’t letting go… besides, isn’t this also exercise?”
“Whatever.” Ye Wanqing pouted, squeezing Su Mu’s small hand as she snuggled close for a moment.
Her body seemed to grow warm again.
“Is Su Mu going to exercise?” She propped herself up, her flawless white body silvered by the faint moonlight, though that silver seemed to melt into the pink of her skin.
She leaned into Su Mu’s lips and asked, “One more round?”
“Mm,” Ye Wanqing murmured almost imperceptibly, only to be pressed down by Su Mu once more.
There was no need for anyone to take the lead now.
Everything followed a natural, inevitable course.
***
Sometime after midnight, Su Mu woke up in a daze, feeling the pressure in her bladder.
It was likely because she had lost too much fluid and compensated by gulping down several large glasses of water before bed.
She gently untangled herself from Ye Wanqing, who was wrapped around her like an octopus, and wobbled toward the door to find the bathroom.
Because the hallway was so dark, she stumbled a bit, relying on her familiarity with the house to feel her way along the wall.
Suddenly, she bumped into a petite body and nearly fell backward.
In an instant, the figure reached out with lightning speed, grabbing Su Mu’s wrist to steady her.
The strength in that small hand felt so familiar that Su Mu recognized her immediately.
Su Mu rubbed her eyes, finally making out the girl’s blurry silhouette in the darkness.
Her water-blue hair was pulled neatly behind her back, and the thin fabric of her clothes clung to her slender frame.
That lovable size had hardly changed even after several years.
“Ugh, Jialan? You go first.”
As soon as Su Mu finished speaking, her exhaustion returned.
She walked over to the sofa and, under Luo Jialan’s stunned gaze, flopped face-down.
Within seconds, she seemed to be sound asleep again.
But what shocked Luo Jialan even more was Su Mu’s nearly bare, smooth legs.
Her graceful, slender figure was cast in a hazy silhouette by the shadows.
On one side in the darkness, a beautiful white sock was faintly visible; further up was a tight, peach-like buttock.
On the right was a mysterious and seductive black silk stocking.
The sight made Luo Jialan’s face turn hot.
‘Gosh… even if this is her own home, isn’t this a bit too casual? Are there any outsiders here? Or does she not consider those of us in this house to be outsiders? We are all… her wings…’
Luo Jialan’s mind was a mess.
She locked herself in the bathroom, unsure if she should even come back out.
‘If she wakes up and realizes I saw her in such an embarrassing state… something terrible might happen, like her coercing me or trying to silence me.’
However, the thought of Su Mu lying there in such thin clothing made her worry.
Su Mu would surely catch a cold if she stayed there all night.
It would be better to move her back to the bedroom first.
With that thought, she stepped out, only to bump into Su Mu again.
To be precise, she walked right into her.
Luo Jialan’s heart, which had just barely calmed down, ignited once more.
She was like a startled kitten, jumping back, but Su Mu simply patted her shoulder and held her in place.
“What’s there to be so surprised about? It’s not like it’s the first or second time.”
Su Mu mumbled groggily as she pushed the catatonic, blue-haired girl out the door.
Hearing the sound of water from inside, Luo Jialan was left in a state of total confusion.
‘What does she mean it’s not the first or second time? Did she mistake me for someone else?’
A moment later, Su Mu exited the bathroom, still looking half-asleep.
She followed closely behind Luo Jialan, making the latter feel extremely self-conscious.
A faint blush spread across Luo Jialan’s delicate skin.
She could clearly feel a weight on her shoulder — a soft, elastic weight.
She didn’t even need to think to know what that meant.
For a moment, she was in total disarray, her hands trembling.
She could barely suppress the restless heat rising within her.
Su Mu rested her weight on Luo Jialan’s fragrant shoulder, burying her nose in the girl’s long, water-blue hair to take a deep sniff.
She was trying to find that milky scent from her memory, but all she could smell now was a faint aroma of tea, mixed with the scent of shampoo.
It felt a bit unfamiliar and green.
Su Mu murmured in confusion, “Did you change your shampoo?”
At this point, Luo Jialan still hadn’t recovered from her shock, so she naturally didn’t have the familiar “scent” Su Mu was looking for.
“Su Mu, you… you have the wrong person…” Luo Jialan stammered.
Her usually strong arms felt weak, and she could only let Su Mu lean against her back and play around.
“Ah, yes, yes, you’re Magical Girl Lando. So, Lando, can we go to sleep together now?”
Luo Jialan’s pale purple pupils trembled.
She couldn’t understand why this pink-haired girl, who was so elegant and gentle during the day, became as clingy as a Succubus at night.
It wasn’t entirely Su Mu’s fault.
A girl’s excitement comes slowly and leaves slowly, and a short separation only makes the heart grow fonder.
Right now, she just wanted to fall asleep in Luo Jialan’s arms…
No, that would be neglecting the Big Yellow Duck.
They should all just sleep together…
Then, amid Luo Jialan’s soft cries of surprise, Su Mu gently picked her up and carried her toward the bedroom.
The blue-haired girl’s struggles were negligible, and she was easily brought to the bed.
Soon, flanked by the two beauties, Su Mu drifted off to sleep.
She left behind a startled Ye Wanqing and a bewildered Luo Jialan to stare at each other in silence.
‘You are all my wings.’