Chapter 32
The grass grew and the orioles flew; the days were gradually growing humid and sultry.
In the dimly lit room, a small lump under the thin covers on the bed was trembling and wriggling lightly.
After a moment, a fluffy paw poked out from inside, the fur on its pad a little messy.
The next second, the paw suddenly tightened, clutching the bedsheet, its sharp tip tearing another small hole.
From under the thin covers came the soft, sobbing-like “ying-ying” sound of a red panda.
Not long after, that fluffy paw suddenly transformed into a woman’s hand—fingers slender and fair, her knuckles and fingertips stained with a magnificent pink. It clutched the bedsheet, unable to bear it, the forceful movement somewhat alluring.
“Ye Qingyu…”
Pei the Little Able Cat woke up from an overly scorching dream. She poked her head out of the covers, her peach blossom eyes hazy and brimming with tears. A stunning crimson flush spread from her cheeks all the way down to the full curve peeking out from the collar of her pajamas, and continued to spread downward.
She panted heavily, her hand frantically searching around the pillow, wanting to get her phone to send a message to her human—
No more rubbing the doll!
But halfway there, she suddenly lost her strength. She tilted her head back and let out a soft “ngh,” her peach blossom eyes half-closed, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
The young woman was far away in the living room, her attention lingering on the heart-shaped patch of white fur on the doll’s belly. It was an overly dangerous and fragile area, and so Pei Rong, now in human form, felt her mind go blank. She could only stand there in a daze with her red lips half-parted, her whole body limp as she endured it, an occasional whimper escaping her throat.
…
Ye Qingyu finally let go of the plush toy’s belly.
She raised a hand to pat its cute and lovable fluffy head, then pinched its paws, and finally rested her hand in front of the plush toy, preparing to hug it and drift off to sleep.
Her movement suddenly paused.
She opened her eyes, moved her hand up a little, and touched the spot on the red panda doll’s chest.
The entire patch of fur here was exceptionally soft to the touch, and it felt particularly comfortable to pet. She had never noticed it before.
She couldn’t help but feel it for a good while longer.
A gentle breeze blew by, and Ye Qingyu gradually felt a belated wave of sleepiness.
Her hand repeatedly and gently stroked the fur on the doll’s chest. She thought hazily, what material is this red panda plush toy made of?
How can its color be so beautiful, its feel so soft.
I love it so much. I have to pet it every day.
And on the bed in the bedroom, Pei Rong finally relaxed a little.
The human’s hand had moved from her belly, gently petting her head and then pinching her paws.
She panted with her lips parted, her peach blossom eyes reddened, as if they had been shattered by a sudden, dense spring rain, looking extremely pitiful.
Her back was also soaked in a thin layer of sweat. She slowly moved her legs under the covers, feeling a sticky dampness between them, which was very uncomfortable.
After a moment’s pause, she lifted her limp hand and tried again to find her phone to send a message to Ye Qingyu, to revoke the human’s plush toy petting rights.
But the next second, her heart trembled, and she quickly clutched her chest.
A strange and intense sensation had suddenly flared up there.
Ye… Ye Qingyu, she…
Pei Rong’s peach blossom eyes shimmered with an unbearable moisture. Her fingertips clutched the thin covers, trying to bear the heat and itch that was flaring up in the depths of her body, but it was all in vain.
In the dim room, there was only the rustling of the thin covers and the occasional fragile whimper that escaped her throat.
…
Ye Qingyu was about to fall asleep.
Her eyes were half-closed, and her movements as she rubbed the red panda doll had also gradually slowed down.
But just as she was about to fall into a dream, she suddenly heard the muffled sound of bare feet on the floor.
She instantly opened her eyes and turned her head to look.
She saw her beautiful boss, wearing the red panda pajamas, her long, reddish-brown curls messy, her peach blossom eyes red and filled with a pitiful, thin mist, the skin on her cheeks and neck also flushed an alluring pink.
Like an innocent spring cherry blossom that had been crushed on its branch.
The woman approached with bare feet, her steps soft, stumbling every few steps.
“Ye Qingyu…”
Her voice was hoarse and hot, filled with an annoyed frustration, and she stumbled straight toward her.
Ye Qingyu’s pupils trembled. “Boss Pei…”
The moment the words left her mouth, the woman tripped and fell completely onto her.
Ye Qingyu quickly raised her arms to protect her, catching a full armful.
A soft, warm weight fell into her embrace, and her nose was instantly filled with a fragrance—
Boss Pei’s clear and sweet bamboo leaf scent was particularly rich at this moment, with a damp and hidden sweetness, as if it contained a kind of primal, vivid feminine scent. Smelling it made her feel a little hot in the chest.
Ye Qingyu’s mind went blank for a moment, and she stared with wide eyes, but then she felt a sharp pain in her neck.
Bitten without any warning, she couldn’t help but let out a hiss.
Pei the Little Able Cat’s red lips parted. The tips of her sharp canines left small, round indentations in the human’s delicate skin, and she was still not satisfied.
She moved her head, switched to the other side, and took another fierce bite.
As she had wished, the human let out a muffled grunt from the bite, her whole body trembling slightly.
Only then did Pei the Little Able Cat feel a little of her anger dissipate.
This disobedient human, to have rubbed her so hard during her, a little panda’s, mating season.
Pei the Little Able Cat had been an adult for a long time and had gone through many mating seasons, but she had never experienced a feeling like today—
—being rubbed until it was both uncomfortable and pleasurable, trembling all over in a daze. She had desperately wanted to push away, but a strong desire had been quietly boiling in her blood, as if she actually needed more, much more.
And the human’s hands were nimble and persistent, not stopping for a full half hour. She had almost been unable to bear it every second.
A little panda had never been so wronged.
Now, with the afterglow still on her, she had come over with weak steps to settle the score, but had stumbled halfway, falling into the human’s arms without any prestige.
This detestable human, she doesn’t even know to rub her sore waist.
Weren’t you rubbing so happily just now?
The more Pei the Little Able Cat thought about it, the unhappier she became. She pressed down on Ye Qingyu and struggled to prop up her limp body, thinking about where else she could bite.
Her gaze inadvertently swept past Ye Qingyu’s chest and suddenly stopped.
Just now, when the human was petting the red panda plush toy’s chest, she had felt an intense sensation there. Is this spot on the human also very fragile?
As Pei the Little Able Cat pondered, a dangerous light appeared in her misty peach blossom eyes. Seeing it, a chill ran down Ye Qingyu’s spine.
Her throat tightened. She tentatively placed a hand on the woman’s head and asked gently:
“Boss Pei, did you have a nightmare?”
As she asked, she slowly smoothed her hair from the top of her fluffy head to the back, as if she naturally knew this was the best way to comfort her.
Pei the Little Able Cat’s thick lashes trembled slightly. Her breathing was still rapid, and for a moment, she didn’t speak.
The gentle and fitting petting on her head seemed to be able to touch her soul, making the embarrassed and bristling inner self gradually retract its claws and soften.
In that instant, she suddenly realized that she had come over in a rage, perhaps not to settle a score, but in essence, to have Ye Qingyu dote on her—
—Just now, under the covers, that subtle and pleasurable feeling had been accumulating in her body. In the end, the pleasure had reached its peak, and a moment of splendor, like a firework, had exploded in her mind, leaving only an empty, satiated blankness.
She had panted with unfocused eyes, experiencing this unspeakable sensation for the first time, yet lying alone under the covers, a lonely grievance had suddenly welled up in her heart.
At a time like this, it seemed she particularly needed to be loved.
At this thought, she unconsciously puffed out her cheeks and bit her lip. Her expression was still proud, but she allowed the human to gently pet her head.
“Don’t be afraid. The nightmare is over. Look, the spring day outside is bright and beautiful now.”
The human was coaxing her in a soft, quiet voice.
Pei the Little Able Cat’s gaze shifted, and she saw the two conspicuous, dark red bite marks on the young woman’s neck.
…Actually, from Ye Qingyu’s perspective, she had only petted the Pei the Little Panda doll and was very innocent.
And, she hadn’t resisted at all when she was bitten twice for no reason, choosing to endure the pain in silence.
She, a little panda, a ferocious beast like her, must have a very painful bite.
At this thought, the bristling Pei the Little Able Cat’s resolve began to waver, and her heart softened.
Moreover, she didn’t have any strength right now.
She let out a soft huff, wanting to express a righteous and confident prestige, but her damp, soft voice only showed a hint of coquettishness.
Then her whole body went limp again, and she fell back into Ye Qingyu’s arms.
Actually, she, a little panda, was also very innocent. She had suddenly entered her mating season while lying in bed and had been rua-ed into a mess in a half-dreaming state, without even a chance to call a stop.
A soft weight once again landed in her arms. Ye Qingyu unconsciously tilted her head back, her heart unable to bear it.
Boss Pei was nestled against her, wearing her cute red panda pajamas, the whole person like a little beast that had thrown a tantrum, biting anyone in sight, and was now belatedly realizing it had done something wrong.
Becoming well-behaved and soft.
Her breathing tightened, and she tried hard not to pay attention to their overly intimate posture and distance.
Her right hand continued to pet Boss Pei’s fluffy head, carefully smoothing out the messy, long, reddish-brown curls.
Coaxing her in a soft, quiet voice, her fingers felt that the woman’s hair was a little damp. She must have been sweating a lot during her intense dream.
With this thought, her hand paused, and she couldn’t help but worry. “Boss Pei, do you need to take a shower? You’ll catch a cold if you sweat.”
Pei the Little Able Cat was lying on Ye the Little Tree, her peach blossom eyes half-closed, gradually growing drowsy with comfort.
After what had just happened, the satiation in her body had given rise to a weary sleepiness. Now, being petted on the head with a regular rhythm, it was particularly comfortable.
The petting hand suddenly stopped, and she unhappily nuzzled her head against her human’s palm.
She hadn’t heard what Ye Qingyu was saying and only commanded lazily, “Keep petting my head.”
“…Okay.”
Ye Qingyu was so charmed by the woman’s head-nuzzling that for a moment, she was dazed, mistaking the person lying on her for a little red panda asking for pets.
Worried that she would catch a cold from the sweat, she continued to smooth her fur while unfolding a blanket and carefully draping it over Pei Rong’s back.
And since Pei Rong was lying on her, the blanket softly enveloped them both, preserving the heat between them into a kind of warmth.
“Mmm…”
Pei the Little Able Cat was very comfortable being soothed.
Her peach blossom eyes were lazily half-open, her lashes still soaked with a glistening moisture.
The brief refractory period gave her a false sense of security and peace; raising a human for the first time also meant she had little awareness of the need for propriety.
And so, at this moment, she lay on her human, her body and mind relaxed, unaware of the even more turbulent undercurrent that was silently sweeping toward them.
She only felt her breathing gradually quicken, and she began to be unable to bear even the touch of Ye Qingyu’s petting.
Then, she was helpless in the human’s arms, her whole body limp, a heat spreading from her chest to her limbs, and her tailbone was also inexplicably itchy.
Before she had even realized it, her large, fluffy tail had uncontrollably slipped out from behind her.
Ye Qingyu had been diligently soothing her beautiful boss’s fur when she suddenly felt something brush past her side, about to slip down.
Her hand under the blanket reacted quickly and caught it, and then she froze.
How did I catch a soft, fluffy ball?
Puzzled, she unconsciously rubbed it, unable to put it down. “What’s this?”
Pei the Little Able Cat’s peach blossom eyes immediately widened. Her whole body trembled, and a light pant almost escaped her throat.
Ooh, my large, fluffy tail…