“Wife, our daughter’s gone out.”
“So, do you think we should do something fun?”
Su Liumeng braced her arms on either side of me, trapping me in the corner of the sofa with a sense of overwhelming dominance—a different sort of kabe-don. When she spoke, her breath brushed right against my cheek.
Even though we’ve already done everything we should.
But last time was just going through the motions. It’s still not the same as just living our lives.
Awkwardly, I turned my head away. “Don’t, don’t mess around… What if Zhizhi comes back soon?”
“I just don’t want to.” Su Liumeng let go with her arms, stubbornly hugging me. The gentle tremor where our softness met left me frozen in place. There was none of the pressure I’d imagined—her body felt as light as cotton candy, almost as if there was no weight at all. My head was spinning.
White and pale pink skirt hems tangled together; ivory and porcelain skin pressed close. Her jet-black hair draped over us, and in my trembling gaze, a faint ambiguous mark blurred on the softness between us.
Numbing.
No strength to resist.
Not even sure how to resist.
These days, Su Liumeng’s shifted back into her normal form—the very image of the girl who lives in my heart, making my breathing quick and fragmented. This boneless, soft girl seems to weigh nothing at all, but her warmth atop me is steadily rising.
I fidgeted and turned my head, but still failed to resist the instinct within me. My small hand, which had been resting at my side, quietly crept up along the hem of her clothes.
So light, it was as if nothing had happened at all. I silently held on to her back, more still than before.
“Xiaoyan?” Su Liumeng seemed to notice, suddenly chuckling softly.
“And you said you don’t feel anything.”
“I—I really don’t…” My voice was as faint as a mosquito’s, lips bitten red. Under Su Liumeng’s gaze, I was acting out the bashfulness only a girl could have.
“What don’t you have?”
“That’s enough, I didn’t even say that.” At last, I mustered my courage and glared fiercely at Su Liumeng.
But my watery glare carried no threat at all; it probably looked more like I was pouting.
“Then why are you hugging me?” Su Liumeng asked knowingly.
I looked into her eyes, my confidence shrinking further, as if a thousand cracks had opened up for me to crawl into. In a tiny voice, I confessed, “Because… I want you to hold me…”
Those words drained all my courage.
Su Liumeng stared in surprise. I took a deep breath, my face burning even redder. “You keep asking and asking, even though you know the answer, and you still want me to say it out loud.”
“It’s not like you don’t know. I… I just want to be a little closer to you.”
With my head bowed, I didn’t dare meet Su Liumeng’s eyes anymore.
The hand clutching her back was slowly tightening.
Su Liumeng let out a knowing auntie’s laugh, reaching over to pinch my flushed cheek. “Baby, do you know you have a really special charm?”
“Some things—hearing them from you and just knowing them—feel completely different.”
I looked up at her, puzzled. “How are they different?”
“Well…” Su Liumeng paused deliberately, then suddenly leaned down close. “It makes me want to eat you up.”
“Have you ever had Choco Crunch? Super delicious, just like you,” Su Liumeng added.
What kind of strange metaphor is that?
My mind was still hazy, unable to process what Su Liumeng was really saying, when I suddenly felt a sharp pain on my lips.
Su Liumeng really has been lonely for a long time.
It was as if she wanted to swallow me whole.
A moment later, I reflexively poked out my tongue to lick away the tang of blood.
Su Liumeng watched my little tongue, now marked with a faint red trace—her exclusive mark.
All those implications made her breathing grow noticeably heavier.
The sounds coming from my throat grew softer and more lingering.
My small hand clung to her hem. “Why are you staring at me like that…”
“Because baby, you’re so cute,” Su Liumeng praised, not hiding it at all.
I’ve heard similar things so many times now that I’m not even that embarrassed anymore. I tugged on Su Liumeng’s hem, asking her to let go so I could climb onto her lap.
Su Liumeng obediently wrapped her arms around me.
Ever since I gave myself wholly to Su Liumeng, I’ve had these tangled, hard-to-describe feelings whenever I’m with her. Things I used to resist, I can now even take the initiative to hint at, just a little.
Maybe every girl feels something special for the person they first experience things with. Maybe it’s love, or maybe it’s hate…
But Su Liumeng is not only my first, she’s my everything.
“What are you thinking about?”
“You always zone out like this.”
Su Liumeng took my hand. Her French manicure was so pretty—not flashy, but those shiny tips always caught my eye. I watched her move, bolder and bolder, and since I didn’t resist, she slid her fingers between mine, squeezing gently. The webs of my fingers are the most sensitive part, especially when you interlace your fingers with someone’s—waves of tingling spread through my whole body. My gaze drifted to our entwined hands; my pale fingers twitched under her hold.
“Nothing,” I mumbled, suddenly sheepish for no reason.
How could I say it out loud?
I can’t possibly admit—I was thinking about our first time.
Even though I quickly passed out that day, I still remember: Su Liumeng carefully kept that bedsheet.
Just like her wedding night’s red bridal veil.
“You’re lying.”
“Huh?” This time I was really shocked. “How did you know?”
“I know you. Every time you lie, you never dare look someone in the eyes.”
“Especially…” Su Liumeng paused, pinching my still-soft cheek. “When your face gets this red, there’s no way you weren’t thinking about something.”
She smiled slyly, leaning to whisper in my ear, her voice teasing, “Baby, you wouldn’t happen to be thinking of those kinds of scenes you can’t say out loud, let alone show on TV, right?”
“Who—who would think about that!!” I almost jumped up in place, my face flushing deeper.
Then, even more embarrassed, I muttered, “I… I’ve never even watched that kind of thing.”
“How would I even have material to imagine?”
“Then, how about we make up for it right now?” Su Liumeng refused to let me look away. Annoyed, I just bit her arm.
That’s what you get for always pinching my face.
I never said you couldn’t, but that doesn’t mean you can do it forever.
And you just have to make me face you and face my own shame…
When she saw she’d been bitten, Su Liumeng froze.
The bite mark on her arm—even a little point stood out clearly…
I put away my little fang and snorted. “Don’t think you can bully me just because our daughter’s not home.”
“I’m not bullying you.” Su Liumeng didn’t even look at the mark, instead holding me even tighter around the waist. “Who could bully our Xinxin? With a daughter who’s an invincible Origin-rank powerhouse, and a Dao partner with True Dragon bloodline at the True Self realm, anyone who tries would get squished by a single finger.”
She brought the topic back, “So, baby, are you interested in seriously studying the content with me?”
“Although, it’s still daytime… broad daylight… it’s not exactly proper.”
“But it has been a long time.”
“And baby, your body’s mostly recovered.”
Su Liumeng kept tempting me at my ear.
I pinched my skirt hem, not wanting to kill the mood by refusing. “It’s possible, but… our daughter really will be back soon.”
“Next time, next time, let’s wait till night…”
“I’ll send our daughter out, then we can…”
“Really?” Su Liumeng sounded too excited, her mind stuck on the word “possible” and not hearing the rest at all. She just scooped me right up. “Xiaoyan, I love you.”
That’s a promise.
To study together with her…
Su Liumeng was already grinning foolishly inside.
“……”
It’s nice to be happy, but you really don’t have to pick me up.
You’re making me look like a little kid.
Dong dong dong—
For the first time, someone knocked at the front door from outside the living room.
Chunqiao hurried to open it and saw a cute little dumpling, face expressionless, floating in the air. The little hand that had just knocked slowly tucked behind her back.
“Little Miss.”
Si Zhiruo nodded—that was her answer—then calmly floated into the big living room.
I straightened my clothes and quickly slipped away from Su Liumeng, but the lingering blush didn’t escape my daughter’s notice.
“Mama.”
“What were you two doing just now?”
“Su Liumeng… didn’t bully you, did she?”
Si Zhiruo eyed us suspiciously, glancing back and forth.
“No way, how could she bully me? It’s already good enough if I don’t bully her.”
“Really?” Si Zhiruo still sounded skeptical.
“If she… If she didn’t bully you, then why are your clothes all messy, and your face looks just like you had a fight?”
“Ah, that…” I grew even more awkward.
“All right, let’s drop it.” Seeing Si Zhiruo still hovering in midair, I scooped her down without caring what she was doing.
Si Zhiruo didn’t really want to be picked up, but when she remembered how soft and nice her mama’s arms were, she stopped asking about the flushed face and thick neck that always came after a fight.
I finally got through it. I looked at Su Liumeng with innocent eyes.
Su Liumeng looked even more innocent, hands spread wide.
It was like she was saying, You gave birth to her, when it comes to teaching her about this stuff, it’s gotta be you.
I took my daughter’s soft little hand and watched the finance channel with her on TV. But even as I listened to the TV, my mind was wandering elsewhere.
Didn’t Zhizhi see those melodramatic novels I bought?
How can she be so clueless about these things?
Could it be…
She’s always only half-understood?
If so, there’s really no rush.
After all, there’s still a long time before our daughter grows up. There’s no need to hurry her education on this.
“Zhizhi, what were you doing outside just now?”
Si Zhiruo was yawning, curling herself up.
A baby’s body is just so frail, always getting tired.
She just went out for a fight and now she’s dozing off again.
“It was nothing big. There was just a bad guy scheming around. I’ve already dealt with it.”
She sounded so casual.
But I wasn’t so calm.
For someone to force Si Zhiruo to act, even if they were weak compared to her, they had to be at least an Origin-rank powerhouse. Was someone like that lurking in the dark, coveting me and Zhizhi?
The thought made my heart race, until my daughter’s little hand gripped mine, bringing her unique sense of security back to me. My anxious heart finally settled into peace.
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