Lin Xinyuan didn’t even know when exactly she’d hung up the phone. Now, her mind was utterly blank as she lay dazed on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
“He… Did he just confess to me?”
“And I agreed…”
She murmured to herself, unable to put into words what she was feeling—everything was a complicated mess, but she supposed it was mostly joy…
Mm… mixed in with a sense of loss for her eighteen years as a man, now gone for good.
She’d thought she could hold on to that masculine mindset, but she hadn’t expected to fall so quickly; within just a few months, she’d ended up in a man’s arms—and it had to be that damn guy…
Although the two of them hadn’t formally established their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend, having said those kinds of words, they couldn’t be far from that stage, right?
That so-called stage of “more than friends but not quite lovers”?
Thinking of this, Lin Xinyuan felt like crying again, but she managed to hold it in. Even so, her eyes turned slightly moist.
Because she knew she wasn’t the only one; the budding feelings she’d just developed weren’t something she had to keep hidden from the world…
How wonderful…
All of Qin Nanfeng’s ambiguous behavior toward her suddenly seemed reasonable. She could finally feel justified in having him all to herself, couldn’t she?
The girl lay quietly, the only sound in her ears the ping of messages coming from her phone on the bedside table. She didn’t even need to think to know it was that smug guy sending them… She wanted to see what he’d say, but knowing she’d inevitably get teased by Qin Nanfeng, she got so embarrassed and annoyed that she didn’t want to look.
Caught in her dilemma, Lin Xinyuan lay there, hugging her quilt tighter without realizing it, her legs clamped together, and slowly, almost unconsciously, she began to gently rub them against each other.
She bit her pink lips, her cheeks flushed, breathing a bit erratically. With her eyes closed, her lashes quivered faintly.
“Mmm… Stupid blondie…”
Lin Xinyuan let out a soft whimper, her eyes tinged with rosy desire, her mind filled with only one person’s image. Her body began to feel feverish, her once pale, sickly skin now stained with a rosy hue.
Unable to help herself, she squeezed her thighs together, trying to alleviate the inexplicable discomfort that was building up inside her.
As time went on, her breathing grew even more rapid, her legs so tense from constant squeezing that now they’d gone all soft…
Some unknown pleasure seeped into her mind at some point, clinging to her like a bone-deep parasite, making her almost obsessed. For a while, she forgot all about time…
She had no idea how long it was before she was left limp all over, lying exhausted on the bed, burying her face in the quilt in remorse, unable to stop herself from rolling back and forth in embarrassment.
Ah… What on earth did I just do!
Feeling the cool dampness beneath her, shame swept over her.
This is absurd… just too absurd… It was one thing to have those spring dreams before, at least she could blame the uncontrollable nature of dreams…
But this time, while fully awake, she’d hugged her quilt and acted like some sort of pervert… doing unspeakable things, all because of that stupid blondie?
How could this happen—
How is this even possible?
Back when she was a guy, she never had such strong urges! Why was this body so… lewd now?
Lin Xinyuan’s heart refused to calm down. The aftershocks hadn’t fully faded, and every time she recalled that sensation, she couldn’t help but compare it to her days as a boy.
And depressingly enough, she realized that even just a bit of rubbing now seemed more pleasurable than when she was a guy…
It took her quite a while to finally calm herself down.
The sticky feeling down below made her little face flush red. Trembling, she got up and went to the wardrobe to grab a clean pair of underwear, just about to change.
But as soon as she started undressing, not even halfway through, a sudden knock at the door startled her out of her wits.
Flustered, she hastily straightened her clothes, shoved the underwear under the quilt, and stumbled toward the door, hair a mess from her panic. Like a thief, she crept up to the door, only letting out a sigh of relief when she heard her cousin’s voice—but couldn’t help feeling a little guilty inside.
She opened the door at once, and Tang Yayun walked in, giving the room a quick scan before turning to her cousin, a little doubt in her tone. “Sis, why’s your door closed in the middle of the day?”
Lin Xinyuan felt her scalp tingle under the scrutiny and stammered, “N-nothing, I was just playing PUBG, you know, the… the Sound Positioning thing! Yeah, Sound Positioning! I didn’t want to get distracted, that’s all, haha…”
She gave a couple of dry laughs, but the weakness and faint trembling in her legs, plus the dampness she could still feel, left her so anxious she was terrified her misdeeds might be discovered…
“Really?” Tang Yayun nodded, but soon her eyes sharpened as if she’d noticed something. She pointed at the girl’s face. “Wow! But your face is all red!”
“Uh… I just got really tense at the end of the game, it was super intense…”
“Alright then…”
Tang Yayun reluctantly accepted it. She wasn’t going to dig into it anyway—after all, she never would have imagined that her cousin, always as pure and delicate as a white orchid, would do something as indecent as that.
In her eyes, Lin Xinyuan was still way too innocent and fragile…
“Oh right, Yuan-jie, wanna go out for a walk? I’m so bored at home.” Tang Yayun remembered her reason for coming.
The sticky discomfort below made Lin Xinyuan hurriedly refuse, “That might not be a good idea. Didn’t you hear about the Virus recently? It’s best if we don’t go out too much…”
“Ehh~ That’s so unfair! Yesterday you went on a date with your boyfriend, but you won’t go out with your own cousin~”
Tang Yayun pouted and clung to Lin Xinyuan’s arm, swaying it back and forth. “It’s fine, all those big cities are locked down anyway. Zhan’nan is so remote, we don’t need to worry, and we’ll just go out for a bit and come right back!”
Clearly, Tang Yayun wasn’t concerned at all. Honestly, even Lin Xinyuan felt the Virus was a distant issue.
Being suddenly grabbed by Tang Yayun, Lin Xinyuan’s body shivered slightly, afraid her cousin might catch some strange scent…
Thankfully, Qin Tang Yayun didn’t notice anything wrong. Seeing her cousin dazed, she shook her hand again. “What’s wrong?”
“N-nothing…”
“Jie, you’re acting weird today?”
“You’re just overthinking it…” Lin Xinyuan turned her head away, her mind a fog, but inside, she was relieved.
How humiliating it would be to get found out…
Thank goodness nothing happened…
As for Tang Yayun’s suggestion, Lin Xinyuan still wanted to struggle a bit more: “Um… There really isn’t much fun outside, why don’t we just play games at home instead…”
“Oh, come on! Playing games all the time gets boring too! Let’s just go out for a bit, maybe buy some new clothes to celebrate the New Year!”
In the end, under her cousin’s persistent coaxing, Lin Xinyuan had no choice but to agree, though she tried to find an excuse to send Tang Yayun out first so she could change her clothes.
Uncomfortably shifting her inner thighs, she resisted the urge to tug at her underwear, forcing a stiff smile at Tang Yayun. “Cousin… can you step out for a minute? I want to change clothes…”
“I told you to call me Xiaoyun~ Yuan-jie, you forgot again! You’re not being affectionate at all!”
Tang Yayun puffed up her cheeks in mock anger, looking very cute.
Lin Xinyuan could only reply helplessly, “Alright… Xiaoyun, can you please step out for a bit?”
“Mhm! I like Yuan-jie the best!” Tang Yayun nodded vigorously, grinning, and skipped out happily. “Hurry up, okay!”
Still such a child…
Watching the girl leave, Lin Xinyuan quickly closed the door behind her, but deep down, she couldn’t help thinking so, her gaze tinged with a trace of envy.
But that guy often said such things to her too…
But she wasn’t that childish, was she? So what did stupid blondie mean by that…
Thinking about it, Lin Xinyuan had already started taking off her clothes.
Lowering her gaze, she stared intently at her snow-white body, not feeling very confident.
She really had gotten thinner…
But sizing herself up according to her own standards, even being extra picky, she still felt she looked pretty good.
Slender and shapely, with well-proportioned curves—where she should have flesh, she had flesh. Even her chest seemed to have grown recently; by her estimate, it was almost as big as when she used the jade bracelet…
And she was still “childish”?
So that jerk likes slightly chubby types? Scumbag…
Thinking of this, Lin Xinyuan felt a little disappointed, but also somewhat happy.
Disappointed that she didn’t seem to be Qin Nanfeng’s ideal body type, but happy that even so, he still liked her, didn’t he?
Whenever she thought of Qin Nanfeng, Lin Xinyuan’s face flushed red all over again. Looking at herself down below, the unspeakable feelings surged back, her thighs once again growing restless and twitching.
Shy, guilty, and a little indignant—her heart was a tangled mess of bitterness and sweetness…