Chapter 163: What is a Lala?

“Alright, let’s go.”

Xie An walked out, her white coat lending her an air of exceptional elegance.

No wonder she came from a wealthy family that had struck it rich from demolitions—her poise was impeccable.

“Oh.”

Xu Qingzhou held a disposable paper cup in both hands, sipping warm water in small mouthfuls.

Two hours had already passed.

She could drink water now.

Xie An reached out and ruffled the top of Xu Qingzhou’s head.

She had wanted to do this for a long time.

Both she and Xu Qingzhou had long hair, and especially seeing Xu Qingzhou in such an adorable state…

It was hard to resist messing up her hair.

She looked just like a little otter.

Xu Qingzhou could be very obedient at times, but only sometimes.

“Where are we eating?”

“The hospital cafeteria. I have a meal card.”

The hospital cafeteria’s food was relatively bland, which suited Xu Qingzhou perfectly right after her dental implant surgery.

And this was just the first stage. In half a month, she’d need to have the stitches removed.

Only after installing the abutment and crown would it be fully done.

Xu Qingzhou followed behind her.

Like a little chick.

Mainly because Xie An was taller than her—about 5’8″.

She herself was only 5’5″.

Sometimes she wondered why all her friends around her were so tall.

Walking with any of them always made her feel short.

Whether it was Fu Yanxi, Lin Ruocheng, or even Lin Shuyi, she couldn’t measure up.

No wonder Xie An said she was frugal.

Eating all three meals a day at the hospital.

The hospital food was very bland and cheap—there really weren’t many places to spend money.

With a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, she could save over 20,000.

Aside from monthly car maintenance and a bit extra on gas, there was nothing else.

It was different from her own spending habits, which weren’t extravagant.

Xu Qingzhou found a seat and sat down.

Xie An bought two portions of bland food that looked easy on the teeth.

“Not only do you have to quit smoking and drinking, but you should also avoid cold, hard foods as much as possible, got it?”

Xie An’s words felt like they were stripping away all of Xu Qingzhou’s joys.

But she didn’t say it too harshly, forbidding her outright from those things.

Xu Qingzhou was different from her.

It was normal for her to like those foods; it was just better to eat them less.

“Oh.”

Xu Qingzhou poked at the bland food in front of her with her chopsticks. There wasn’t even a speck of oil to be seen.

She was definitely going to lose weight during this period.

It was no different from a fat-loss meal.

Xie An heard the grievance in her voice.

She knew Xu Qingzhou wasn’t satisfied, but there was no helping it—who told her teeth to be in such bad shape?

But you had to give a kid a slap and then a sweet date.

Even though Xu Qingzhou was already thirty, she was still a child in her eyes.

She let out a soft sigh.

She pulled out her phone and opened the shopping app.

Then handed it over directly.

“If you can stick to it, then in three months, I’ll proactively put on this outfit and wait for you in bed.”

Xu Qingzhou glanced over, and her face instantly flushed red.

She quietly closed the phone screen.

Did this woman even know how to write the word “shame”?

This was that maid outfit she’d eyed for so long—or rather, an extremely skimpy sexy lingerie.

The moment she saw it, she knew it would look perfect on Xie An.

She’d begged for ages before, but Xie An had refused with all sorts of excuses.

She hadn’t expected her to agree now?

But was it really okay to show a photo like this in the hospital cafeteria?

This innocent-looking face wasn’t innocent at all.

She was way too sly, using this trick!

Not to mention, Xu Qingzhou was completely pinned down by it.

“It’s not… there are so many people here… Xie An, aren’t you embarrassed?”

“I am. I was when I first met you, and I still am now.”

Even after ten years apart, seeing her photo still made her heart race.

Even if it wasn’t a photo—if she was sitting right in front of her, even looking disheveled.

It still stirred her heart.

Xu Qingzhou now felt like the plain, watery veggies in front of her weren’t so unacceptable after all.

Xie An’s refined chewing, combined with her black-framed glasses…

She really looked like a good girl.

Only she knew that this woman appeared to be a good girl, but in bed, she was anything but.

After finishing the meal.

The two walked back to the clinic. Xu Qingzhou sat on the stool, watching Xie An clean and disinfect the instruments.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

“Top scholar, I really want to ask you a question.”

“Ask away.”

Xie An set aside her work and looked at her earnestly.

Ready to answer the question her girlfriend posed properly.

Because this person’s questions were always so bizarre, catching her off guard.

“My belly button isn’t vertical; it’s round. My education isn’t top-tier—just an ordinary second-tier undergrad. My height is only 5’5″. Do you still love me?”

“Hm? I love you. What does that have to do with any of it?”

Xie An was a bit confused. What was she talking about?

She loved the person in front of her. What did education, height, or especially the shape of her belly button have to do with anything? She just liked her, loved her. Being with Xu Qingzhou was comfortable—like basking in the sun, warm and cozy.

She herself was a graduate student.

But without her wife by her side, she’d still feel lonely.

Education didn’t represent character.

It just meant higher IQ and better at studying, that’s all.

“Looks like there are still normal people out there. The other day, I got bored and wanted to join a lesbian group to chat with the young lesbians nowadays. But they kicked me out! Saying my belly button doesn’t grow vertically, my height doesn’t measure up, and something about me being from a private second-tier school—they didn’t want me.”

“Has the young generation of lesbians turned into this? Screening for everything? No second-tier schools, no hickeys, finger length checks, IP address checks, whether you have a mullet, nail bed shape, surnames, curly hair—even phone models.”

“And the funniest one—you know what? They even screen for pure cotton high-waisted panties. I’m done.”

“Can’t they screen for character instead? Someone like me has already been stripped of her lesbian citizenship.”

Xie An pushed up her glasses.

She didn’t control Xu Qingzhou’s friendships.

Because she trusted her completely.

“Lesbians have become a fashion accessory these days. Not the lesbians themselves, but the ‘le’ label. No matter if you’re straight or not, as long as you’re pretty and post videos online with that tag, it attracts a ton of girls.”

Xu Qingzhou nodded along beside her.

“Exactly, exactly. Let me tell you, I had a friend whose girlfriend was ttl. They broke up not long ago, and her ex married a guy and even got pregnant. This was someone who used to hate acting cute, and now she’s practically glued to her husband.”

“Oh, right—you’ve been stripped of lesbian citizenship too. Your nail bed isn’t rectangular.”

Xie An looked at her seriously.

She answered word by word.

“It’s fine. I’m not a lesbian anyway. I just happened to like a girl of the same sex, so I learned that the group is called lesbians. I only like you. That hasn’t changed in these eleven years.”