Xu Qingzhou didn’t know exactly when it ended.
She had passed out in a daze from being done in.
Xie An held her and wiped her down in the bathroom before the two of them finally lay down on the bed and fell asleep together.
The next morning.
Xie An woke up.
She sat up, still a bit dazed.
Glancing at Xu Qingzhou lying naked beside her, she recalled the bits and pieces from the night before.
She had probably really taken her.
Facing the sleeping Xu Qingzhou, who hadn’t woken up yet, there were still teardrops clinging to her eyelashes.
Her eye sockets were red.
It seemed like she hadn’t held back her strength again and had made the other cry.
Just like many years ago, but last night she had already been very careful. She just hadn’t expected… that she had become so sensitive now, unable to hold back after just a casual tease, unleashing her overwhelming affection.
She quietly slipped out of bed.
Planning to make something delicious for her to replenish her energy.
Not long after, Xu Qingzhou woke up too.
She was the only one left in the room. To be honest, she was so sore all over that even moving hurt.
If she could control time, she wanted to go back to last night.
And give herself a big slap.
Couldn’t she resist when the other casually teased her body? Did she have to take the bait?
Couldn’t she endure it a bit longer?
What was she supposed to do now?
Could she just tell Xie An straight up that it didn’t count?
Or treat last night like a dream?
What exactly had she said last night?
How did a hazy kiss turn into this?
And with her ex-girlfriend, no less?
She regretted it a little, but people were like that—afraid of things coming to pass.
What was done was done, so she might as well enjoy it.
It had been a decade since she’d last enjoyed the other’s service, and she really liked it.
Though it was still a bit unrestrained.
But they were both thirty now—what was the point of holding back?
At thirty, like a wolf or tiger in heat—even if it got a bit excessive, she could accept it.
Back when they were young, sure, but at her age now, having this kind of stamina was rare.
Especially since her body reacted to the other’s touch just as it had years ago.
But she still felt like maybe she’d agreed to reconcile too easily?
Could she wait for her to come back and just say no?
Or deny it?
Xu Qingzhou slowly sat up. No, her waist wasn’t hers anymore.
So sore, so tired, and a bit painful.
She wrapped the little blanket tightly around herself. Aside from a few visible spots that were exposed, everywhere else that shouldn’t be seen was covered in the other’s exclusive marks.
All hickeys.
Xie An was really fierce.
Thinking carefully now, there was one thing that felt off.
Last night, she had clearly seen Xie An drink a glass of Long Island Iced Tea.
She’d passed out dead to the world not long after drinking hers.
But Xie An had kept going strong for hours. Had she drunk fake alcohol?
Or was she faking it last night!
Damn! Hadn’t she promised not to deceive her anymore?
Where was her face? Where had it gone!
“Qingzhou, drink some water first.”
Xie An walked in, holding a glass of warm water.
“Oh, thanks.”
Xu Qingzhou took it with both hands, her earlier urge to scold her completely forgotten.
After downing the whole glass.
She finally felt like she’d come back to life.
“You drank Long Island Iced Tea last night and you’re fine? You could even… even… do me again?”
Don’t mind her words being a bit crude.
As long as the reasoning wasn’t.
Xu Qingzhou was genuinely curious. Ten years ago, this woman was a total lightweight with alcohol.
One drink and her face turned red like a monkey’s butt.
Back then, she’d loved teasing her.
The other would say seriously not to fool around.
While blushing like crazy, she’d cling to her begging for “one last time.”
And it was always the emperor’s exclusive “last time.”
Every time was the last time.
Xie An pulled a small bottle of white pills from her pocket.
The label was in English, which she couldn’t read.
Her English was average.
She’d given it all back to her teacher after the college entrance exam.
She took it and sniffed—no special smell.
“This is sobering medicine. I took it after dinner last night because I knew you’d try to get me drunk. I also knew I might not hold my liquor and you might leave me there, so just in case, I took two pills. It’s a foreign brand—pretty effective.”
“Damn! You tricked me again!”
“How can it be a trick between spouses, right? At most, it’s just some fun.”
“Spouses? Who’s your spouse?”
How could she say it so righteously?
Utterly unreasonable. Last night she was still an ex-girlfriend.
After one night, she became a spouse?
Who was spouses with her?
Ex-girlfriend… couldn’t an ex just hook up?
“But… last night you started it first, you were about to pull off my pants—”
“Wait, what do you mean I started it? I was just helping you get ready for bed. I’d already tossed your pajamas on the sofa, and you fell asleep on it without changing. I was just trying to help you…”
Forget it—the more she explained, the messier it got.
No, why was she, the one who’d been bullied, the one explaining?
She was the one pinned down last night.
Shouldn’t she be the one explaining to her?
“Besides, even if I forced you, couldn’t you just push me away? Aren’t you pretty strong?”
Xu Qingzhou excelled at shameless quibbling.
“Why would I push you away? I like you—why would I push you away?”
Beautiful! That logic, that phrasing—flawless, pure banditry!
Xu Qingzhou wanted to say something but stopped, completely speechless at herself.
She didn’t know what to say.
“So? What do you want to say?”
“Reconcile. I’ll reconcile with you. Xu Qingzhou, I’ve spent eleven years loving you. Time’s too long, so you might not believe me, but I can use every minute and second from now on to prove it. I’ve never just been saying it to you.”
“No way. I haven’t agreed to reconcile with you. Besides, who says exes hooking up once means getting back together? Can’t it just be…”
“Here, almost forgot to tell you—this whole block of apartments is under my family’s rental properties too. It brings in one or two million a month. Here, password is your birthday—buy whatever you want. This is my salary card, thirty thousand a month. I don’t spend much, no big expenses.”
“Plus bonuses and year-end, there’s three or four million in here.”
“Damn damn damn… Look at you saying it like that. Isn’t it just reconciliation? Fine, we’re reconciling right away.”
Xu Qingzhou had learned over these ten years that sometimes it was best to follow the money. No need to be stubborn like when she was young—stubbornness got you nowhere. Holding the bank cards, she felt like endless little moneys were waving at her, but…
“If the apartments are under your family’s rentals too, then you knew where I lived all along?”
“Want the truth?”
“Nonsense.”
“I knew, from the very start. The day I got drenched in the rain… that was on purpose…”
Xu Qingzhou: ……
How was she supposed to deal with suddenly feeling like a total clown?