“Hey, Little Mouse Mu, I’m saying, it’s actually kind of boring.”
The girls lay face-to-face, their bodies pressed close, their red and pink hair intertwining until one could no longer be distinguished from the other.
This was what it meant to lie head-to-head.
“How interesting did you think it would be?”
Su Mu’s deep blue eyes were as calm as a lake, silently resting on the lovely girl reflected in her pupils.
The heat and entanglement were a thing of the past.
Now, it was replaced by two young sages discussing the meaning of life and philosophy.
“This kind of thing should be very complicated and intense. You’re supposed to be so nervous that you’re at a loss, unable to find the right direction…”
“You were the one who couldn’t find the right direction.”
Su Mu spoke irritably, clutching Ye Wanqing’s pale hand.
This girl had been messing around so much that Su Mu eventually lost her patience and turned the tables.
“But Su Mu, didn’t you also…”
Su Mu pinched Ye Wanqing’s soft cheek, pulling it like dough.
She felt both annoyed and amused.
“Isn’t it all because of you? My waist is sore, and my legs ache. If you don’t think that was enough, I can use my threads to hang you up and keep going.”
At the mention of those nimble, delicate threads, Ye Wanqing’s eyes lit up.
“Eh, what were those? I’ve never seen you use them before.”
“Those are the Threads of Adoration,” Su Mu replied with a slight smile, making it up on the spot.
Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes, looking at her suspiciously.
Su Mu summoned her gloves again.
The purple threads attached to the back of her hand traveled along Ye Wanqing’s slender fingers and across her fair skin, tickling her.
The latter couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Stop it, that tickles…”
Su Mu paid extra attention to the soles of Ye Wanqing’s feet, which had been kicking around restlessly.
She was determined to ruthlessly bully this girl who was a glutton for punishment despite her lack of skill.
“Don’t tickle my feet, I can’t take it — ” Ye Wanqing laughed until pearly tears nearly fell from her eyes, looking incredibly adorable.
Having finished her little game, Su Mu withdrew the threads.
She deliberately used Magic Power to clean them under Ye Wanqing’s watchful gaze, causing the latter to puff out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.
“I’m not smelly at all, Little Mouse Mu. Most people couldn’t smell me even if they wanted to. Don’t be so ungrateful.”
As she spoke, she flaunted her beautifully shaped feet in front of Su Mu, lifting them high.
Su Mu only gave them a brief glance before huffing and pushing them back down.
“Hmph, not as good as Lando’s.”
The moment those words left her mouth, Ye Wanqing’s face flushed scarlet, and a sense of competitiveness flared within her.
“What do you mean? Is my scent not as strong as hers? Believe it or not, I won’t take a bath anymore!”
“If you don’t bathe, I’ll kick you off the bed.” Su Mu nudged Ye Wanqing with her foot as if to kick her, but the latter suddenly grabbed her foot, sending Su Mu into a momentary panic.
“Heehee, I tricked you. Little Mouse Mu might find me annoying, but I don’t find her annoying at all.”
Su Mu’s small foot fit perfectly in her palm.
The pink sole was tinted with a layer of rose-red, and the fine texture looked as supple and smooth as a precious treasure.
It struggled with all its might, which only made one want to tease it more.
Su Mu was so startled that she became incoherent, repeatedly tapping Ye Wanqing’s head.
“Take it away, let go, I was wrong, Sister…”
The pulling sensation on her foot only grew stronger, making her even more worried.
At most, Luo Jialan would use massage techniques to make her meow and squirm, but Ye Wanqing…
Su Mu was truly afraid she might actually bite.
What was there that this girl wouldn’t do?
“Hahaha, I’m just teasing you, Little Mouse Mu. Look at how scared you are.”
Ye Wanqing doubled over in laughter and let go.
Only then did Su Mu indignantly pull her foot back.
“In the future… there will only be you.”
Su Mu sighed and stopped arguing, her voice softening.
Gradually, Ye Wanqing’s bell-like laughter faded as well.
“So, does that mean I receive special treatment from you?”
Ye Wanqing leaned in, staring into the pink-haired girl’s eyes again.
The shyness between them was no longer as heavy as before.
“Yeah. After all, you did so much for me…” Su Mu’s expression dimmed, her blue eyes losing focus for a moment.
However, Ye Wanqing tapped her forehead with her knuckle, producing a crisp sound.
“Can you please not bring that up? When you say it like that, it makes it sound like you only accepted me out of guilt. If that’s the case, I’d rather you just stay guilty by yourself.”
Ye Wanqing’s face was bright red.
It was hard to tell if she was angry, but it was clear she cared deeply about Su Mu’s answer.
“One thing is one thing,” Su Mu said helplessly, understanding the girl’s hidden insecurities.
“Although I’m very reluctant to admit it…” As Su Mu spoke, she quietly turned her head away, her voice becoming thinner and lighter, even carrying a slight, bashful tremble.
“Just like you said, I really am a fickle little mouse.”
She couldn’t choose between Luo Jialan and Ye Wanqing.
If she had to choose…
While Su Mu was lost in these thoughts, Ye Wanqing suddenly leaned in, causing Su Mu’s face to flush hot.
The moist, soft sensation seemed to linger in Su Mu’s consciousness, muddled her thoughts, and made it impossible for her to calm down.
Her body, which had already settled, seemed to be stirred once more.
She abruptly flipped over, pinning Ye Wanqing beneath her, and stared blankly into those eyes that were as clear as fine jade.
This wasn’t a prank.
The usually carefree girl was now so shy that she lowered her gaze, hiding her face behind her messy hair while occasionally stealing glances at Su Mu’s reaction.
“You actually didn’t want to kiss my cheek, did you?”
Su Mu called out her hidden intention directly.
If that wasn’t it, why would this girl react this way?
Ye Wanqing turned her face slightly away, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
“Don’t say it out loud…”
In the next moment, however, her mouth was blocked by a pair of full, soft lips.
Air no longer flowed smoothly into her lungs.
Instead, she was filled with the intoxicating scent lingering on the pink-haired girl — a scent like peaches mixed with a floral fragrance that flooded her heart.
Su Mu was no longer clumsy.
She lightly and gently guided the increasingly dazed, red-haired girl, allowing her to immerse herself in this kiss, this ritual-like courtship.
The petite, soft Su Mu seemed to have become a groom in a suit, while the usually more assertive and proactive Ye Wanqing was instead the blushing bride.
Do you take her to be…
She reached out her hand foolishly, at a loss.
Even when the ring had already encircled her slender finger, she still failed to react.
It wasn’t until the kiss ended that the thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
‘I do.’
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