If Sheng Shubai couldn’t guess what was on this kid’s mind, then she really would have lived those extra ten years in vain.
She unceremoniously raised her hand and lightly pinched Lu Jia’s soft cheek, her beautiful peach-blossom eyes narrowing slightly.
“Try thinking nonsense one more time?”
It might have been because Lu Jia had been busy with the exhibition lately.
Usually, when Sheng Shubai held her while sleeping, she hadn’t noticed any changes, but now that she touched her cheek, it felt quite a bit thinner.
Seeing Lu Jia obediently shaking her head in small motions while pinched, Sheng Shubai rubbed her fingertip against the fair and delicate skin, reluctant to let go for a moment, her thoughts drifting far away.
Back then, young and hot-blooded, after their extremely unpleasant fallout with Rong Yi, almost everyone in the academy knew they didn’t get along.
When they occasionally couldn’t avoid crossing paths, Rong Yi still treated her like air, and she naturally looked away, pretending it was just a cold, hard stone that had grown legs passing by.
Sheng Shubai had always been popular and knew many people.
Inevitably, some gossipy folks would go ask Rong Yi about it and relay the news back to her. But every time they asked what grudge was between them, Rong Yi never uttered a word.
At the time, Sheng Shubai thought the woman felt guilty and simply didn’t like the sight of her. But later, Rong Yi never targeted her again, as if it was just some inexplicable reason from the New Year Exhibition.
Sheng Shubai puzzled over it in private but could find no clues.
Anyway, not liking each other had become habit, especially since subsequent exhibitions still led to disagreements over themes and material choices.
Sheng Shubai just felt that this woman was truly incompatible with her, like their zodiac signs clashed.
If it weren’t for that twist of fate sleeping with Lu Jia, she never would have had any further dealings with Rong Yi in her lifetime.
What kind of luck did this woman have to take on such a great student like Lu Jia?
Her thoughts pulled back to the girl in front of her.
Sheng Shubai slowly moved her fingertip downward along the side of her neck, all the way to the pure white shoulder strap.
The girl had been holed up in the studio almost all day, and even when going out, it was mostly to indoor exhibitions.
After a stretch of winter, her already fair skin had become even whiter from being bundled up.
Lu Jia knew what they were doing tonight, so when she first came in, she had already taken off her outer clothes and knit sweater and hung them in the entryway.
From the start of their conversation, her upper body was left with only a pure white camisole, and now she was half-nestled into the sofa while being pressed down.
The two soft curves pressed together, forming a distinct cleavage that dazzled white in her vision, exceptionally tender.
Sheng Shubai’s gaze fixed on it for a few seconds before she stood up and moved aside. “Go take a shower. I’ll wait for you in the bedroom.”
Tonight they weren’t showering together, so Lu Jia felt a bit regretful.
Every time they did it in the bathroom, even though it lasted a long time… it was truly comfortable.
Especially under the warm shower stream, kissing and sucking on soft flesh—whether she was sucking on Sheng Shubai’s or being sucked by the woman—it felt so good.
Earlier, the woman had stared at that spot for quite a while, so Lu Jia had thought…
Her mind raced through a thousand thoughts, but Lu Jia’s actions were swift.
Her rest time each day was only so long.
If she dawdled, she’d either lose sleep time or that other kind of “sleep” time, and she couldn’t bear to give up either.
She just kept Sheng Shubai’s earlier words in mind, planning to visit her senior sister tomorrow and find a chance to ask her mentor about it.
Advisor Rong was strict on academics, but easy to get along with in daily life.
After all, they were mentor and apprentice; she wouldn’t actually beat her, right?
From bath towel to pajamas, Sheng Shubai leisurely came over from the master bedroom and handed them to Lu Jia.
Tonight, the woman was only urging her to hurry and shower, saying they were short on time.
Lu Jia didn’t think much of it—every part of her had been seen and touched countless times, so if Sheng Shubai really wanted to take the opportunity in the bathroom, it wasn’t impossible.
But she didn’t.
Not until Lu Jia changed into a proper long-sleeved pajama set.
When she pushed open the bathroom door, she found the beautiful woman who should have been in the bedroom holding a lightweight black satin ribbon in her hand, leaning against the wall with a meaningful look.
They had used it before.
Lu Jia knew what Sheng Shubai wanted and turned her back voluntarily, letting the satin blindfold her eyes, tied securely but comfortably behind her head.
Led by Sheng Shubai, she walked forward a few steps. Though she couldn’t see, Lu Jia’s steps didn’t hesitate.
The path from the bathroom to the edge of the master bed was familiar territory, especially with the woman’s hand already kneading her waist.
Teasing her lightly while guiding her over.
They stopped at the bed’s edge, and Lu Jia felt the position, lying down obediently as Sheng Shubai instructed.
Her freshly changed pajamas were quickly opened. With the air conditioning and heating on full, it wasn’t cold.
She had thought the woman’s kiss would come next, or perhaps the familiar soft curves pressing down.
Lu Jia waited quietly for a few seconds, but instead, from the bedside table, came the crisp sound of metal clinking.
It seemed like chains, but not quite.
More like several short segments—how could chains be that long?
As it turned out, they really were.
When Sheng Shubai brought it over, one of the metal edges brushed faintly over Lu Jia’s waist and abdomen, making her shiver.
It was cold; she was afraid of catching a chill.
Fortunately, it was just for an instant. Seeing Lu Jia’s reaction, Sheng Shubai chuckled lightly and spared her for now.
Then she leaned down.
Lu Jia’s earlobe was gently taken into her mouth, and she heard the woman ask, “New handcuffs—want to try them?”
They were metal, but the inner cuffs were lined with velvet cloth, so no cold hardness.
With her two wrists linked by the metal chain, Lu Jia tugged experimentally.
The length was limited; she couldn’t grip the bedsheets on either side like usual when Sheng Shubai’s kisses trailed downward inch by inch.
But… she could still grab the woman’s shoulders.
Her knee bends were cradled in warm palms and slowly lifted. Then, her ankles were wrapped in the same velvet-lined material.
“Miss Sheng…”
Her vision was still completely blocked by the satin, but from the faint light seeping through the edges, Lu Jia knew the bedroom was brightly lit.
She could roughly imagine what her current position looked like in the woman’s eyes.
Lu Jia didn’t dare think further.
Even the imagined scene stimulated her so much that, with just her knee gently pressed against it, she was already… thoroughly wet.
A rare flush of shyness surged up—something that seldom appeared anymore. She tried to shift her knees to cover a bit, but in her current situation, she had no say.
Fine, the handcuffs connected in the middle; even the ankle cuffs connected in the middle.
But why were the handcuff chain and ankle cuff chain linked together too?
What kind of unscrupulous seller came up with this?
The satin was removed, but Lu Jia still didn’t open her eyes.
Not until Sheng Shubai gripped the cross buckle and gently pressed it down. Lu Jia’s limbs drew together as if pulled, presenting her soft waist… right in front of the woman.
A sensation similar yet different from usual.
Lu Jia was glad there was no mirror on the ceiling.
She didn’t know if it was because the woman’s strength was too much or something else, but bullied by the force into a daze, she unwittingly blurted it out.
Sheng Shubai didn’t slow her movements; her beautiful, warm curves leaned down, pressing against hers.
Soft breasts pressed and squeezed together; Lu Jia couldn’t help but arch her body, drawing even closer.
“Mm, that’s a good idea.”
She heard Sheng Shubai muse for a few seconds, her words drifting lazily amid the wet sounds, circling seductively before settling in her ear:
“That villa in the suburbs has several empty guest rooms. Pick one you like, and I’ll have someone renovate it later.”
Lu Jia opened her mouth to dissuade her, but as soon as her teeth parted, fragmented sounds spilled out uncontrollably.
Her words came in broken gasps: “Don’t… you…”
This woman was truly wicked.
Her mind scattered into wisps from the impacts, and though Lu Jia loved it like this, she couldn’t help feeling that tonight’s Sheng Shubai was bullying her too much.
All the while, she cooed softly about renovation plans, saying that since they were installing a mirror on the ceiling, should they redo the whole bedroom in a new style and add some soft furnishings suited for them?
Bar counter, dining table, shelves.
Those things Lu Jia had never even heard of sounded tempting in the woman’s sultry tone, and combined with the rhythm, her mind involuntarily pictured them in use.
Before she could respond, the movements in the woman’s hands grew far more intense than usual, leaving her unable to utter a word.
“If you don’t refuse, I’ll take that as agreement.”
The “discussion” ended with those words, but the night was far from over.
The chains were unlocked only after the fourth time.
Sheng Shubai’s pajamas had also slipped open on their own, sliding to the side.
Only then did Lu Jia realize why the woman hadn’t worn a nightgown tonight but a shirt-style pajama instead.
The lingerie underneath…
She took one glance and was stunned speechless.
How could there be so little fabric, just barely covering those two spots in a way that only drew more attention—and it was a tie-side style.
Guided by the woman, Lu Jia’s fingertip rested on the tie at her left shoulder, and with a gentle tug, it floated down lightly to the side.
Without Sheng Shubai saying a word, Lu Jia knelt up and leaned in.
She thought it was finally her turn, but before she could savor enough, she was lightly pulled by the waist.
Not facing the ceiling this time.
With her back to Sheng Shubai, Lu Jia was jolted by the little toy pressing up, her waist going soft as the newly fitted ball gag blocked her words.
Her waist softened again and again.
When Lu Jia finally found a gap and managed to shift forward an inch or two.
The woman gripped her ankle and yanked her back.
Until deep into the night, Sheng Shubai glanced at the collar on the bedside table that hadn’t been used yet, her gaze tinged with regret.
Oh well, next time.
Holding the warm little block of wood nestled into her embrace, Sheng Shubai couldn’t help curving her lips.
It was rare to feel so sated.
Of course she knew she’d gone overboard tonight, but she was especially satisfied with the girl’s obedient endurance. It was as if they were perfectly matched for this.
Lu Jia hadn’t had a single chance to take the initiative tonight; her stamina was nearly exhausted, and she was already drowsy.
Hearing the soft laugh by her ear, she mumbled a hazy “Hm?” but lacked the energy to ask what was up with Sheng Shubai.
Sheng Shubai’s hand rested on the girl’s slender soft waist. “Nothing. Go to sleep.”
Lu Jia let out a soft “Mm” and buried her head lower, burrowing deeper into her embrace.
The warm breaths fell on her chest, something Sheng Shubai had long grown accustomed to.
But recalling how the girl looked sucking and kissing every time—sometimes held and coaxed by her to take it, sometimes proactively leaning in with those soft, upward-gazing eyes.
When she teasingly asked what title she should use, Lu Jia would blush to her ears and dodge the topic.
If she pressed further, the girl would silence her with actions.
So straightforward in personality, yet so easily flustered.
Very cute.
As that thought crossed her mind, Sheng Shubai suddenly paused, even the fingertips that had been lightly rubbing Lu Jia’s lower back halting.
The word felt somewhat unfamiliar to Sheng Shubai.
Aside from casual polite compliments, in over thirty years of life, this seemed to be the first time she wanted to use it to describe someone else.
