After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 101

Chapter 101: Are You Sure It’s Just a Hug?

If the form of address “Chu Chu” was mostly used when they were in an ambiguous and flowing state, then the meaning endowed by the form of address “Jiejie” was unrestricted and also ran through their past.

No matter what the situation or place, Huai Xing could call her that. These two words had witnessed their six years, witnessed them from meeting, living together, to separating.

Chu Wantang thought she was hallucinating. There had been many such moments in the past five years, but when she looked up at the sound, there was no sign of Huai Xing.

And when she had finally reunited with Huai Xing, apart from the day of the Lu family’s old matriarch’s birthday banquet, she had never heard this form of address again. “Sister Wantang” was not “Jiejie.”

But now, the distance between them was very close, and her lips could still feel the slight airflow that Huai Xing had brought when she had said this.

It was not a hallucination. All her attention was on this form of address, which meant a further step.

“What did you just call me?” Chu Wantang still felt incredulous.

She moved her head back a little, looked directly at Huai Xing’s clear and moist almond eyes, and asked with some uncertainty, “Can you say it again, Xingxing?”

Her gaze was too scorching. Huai Xing turned her face away and said softly, “I won’t.”

She tried to break free from Chu Wantang’s embrace, but Chu Wantang held her waist tightly, clearly not willing to let her go.

She looked back again, met Chu Wantang’s hopeful gaze, her lips lightly pressed together, and did not speak.

Their gazes were like two fish swimming close, lingering under the surface of the water, and neither of them was the first to surface and break this transparent atmosphere.

Just as Huai Xing felt that she could even count the number of Chu Wantang’s eyelashes, the woman in front of her leaned closer, and the surface of the water was still rippled.

Chu Wantang pressed her forehead against her right shoulder, still holding her waist, and requested in a muffled voice, “…Say it again. I want to hear it.”

Huai Xing was silent for a few seconds, raised her hand, and gently turned her face.

The whole world shrank in front of them. Huai Xing’s fingertips caressed her face, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her tone also lifted as she asked, “Why does Jiejie want to hear it so much? She even forgot what the main point was just now.”

As soon as the end of her words fell, she saw Chu Wantang’s dimples appear. As she had wished, she heard this form of address again. Her lips moved, and she spat out two words, “I’m sorry.”

With that, she adjusted her posture, put the sketches on the desk to the side, cleared a little space, and then held Huai Xing and gently placed her on it to sit.

Huai Xing’s calves were hanging in the air, and her hands were on Chu Wantang’s shoulders. She closed her eyes, her head slightly lowered, and welcomed Chu Wantang’s not-so-late kiss.

Chu Wantang held her waist with one hand and propped her other hand on the desk, her five fingers spread open, her fingertips tapping the desk with a hint of nonchalance.

The still-dry and hot evening breeze slipped in through the crack in the window. The curtains were teased, and the top layer of the sketch swayed with them, and the hair of the two women in the room also swayed gently.

This was their fourth kiss since their reunion.

It was clearer than the night of the peach-flavored fruit wine, clearer than the night of the thunderstorm, and also more relaxed than the ten minutes in the car, because there was no longer a need for a countdown, and there was no need to worry about when the timer would ring.

The fresh minty taste of the toothpaste flowed in their mouths, and their breaths had long since become a messy, intertwined line. Their breaths were like the wind that brushed past the petals in spring, with a hint of a faint sweetness.

All their longing was poured into it, adding a richer fragrance to this constantly deepening kiss.

It couldn’t end so quickly. The moist lips would separate and then quickly press together again.

Huai Xing’s kissing skills had been taught by Chu Wantang bit by bit. They were too familiar with each other’s habits and knew when to suck, when to hook, when to entangle, and when to chase. The two tongues had left their taste and traces in each other’s mouths.

At the end, Huai Xing was panting slightly. She had been kissed so much that the area around her eyes was a little red, and a layer of mist had formed in her eyes.

She hooked her arms around Chu Wantang’s neck and buried her face in Chu Wantang’s shoulder and neck. The skin on this part of Chu Wantang’s body was transmitting body temperature to her cheek without any barrier.

Their upper bodies had been pressed together tightly at some point, feeling the curve and softness of the other’s body, and their resonating heartbeats.

Chu Wantang’s chin rubbed against her hair, and the temperature of the young woman’s waist was very real in her palm.

She smiled deeply and asked in a low voice, “Are you still going to kiss me?”

“No,” Huai Xing said, lifting her head and releasing her arms, and was about to get off the desk from the side. “I’m going to rest.”

Chu Wantang blinked and replied, “Okay.”

She really wanted to let Huai Xing sleep here with her, but she also knew that it was not realistic for her to say that now. She didn’t know what their relationship was now, but she knew that Huai Xing had just come back from a business trip and was still in a very tired state.

Mm…

It wasn’t that something had to happen if she slept here.

It was just that her longing had not been completely released, and she wanted to spend a little more time with Huai Xing.

That was all.

“I’ll walk you out,” she said. Her arms were empty, and her palm also touched the air. The taste in her mouth was also disappearing.

Chu Wantang suppressed her reluctance and revealed a bitter smile.

Huai Xing looked at her like this and cleared her throat. “Alright.”

One in front and one behind, they came out of the study. To the right was the direction of the entryway.

Huai Xing walked slowly in this direction, and Chu Wantang followed her unhurriedly, looking at the ends of her jumping hair, and a dimple still appeared on her lips uncontrollably.

Who knew that Huai Xing had not changed her shoes at the door, but had turned around to look at her and said, “I left something in the living room.”

“What is it?” Chu Wantang raised an eyebrow.

Huai Xing cleared her throat. “I’ll go and find it.”

She passed by Chu Wantang again, and a light fragrance entered Chu Wantang’s nasal cavity.

Chu Wantang stood in place quietly, her vision a little restricted. She could only see the reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window.

She followed again and saw Huai Xing flipping through the things on the sofa, muttering, “Hey, where did that thing go?”

“Could it have been left in the master bedroom last time?” Chu Wantang walked closer and asked very seriously.

Huai Xing nodded. “It’s very possible.”

Chu Wantang: “Mm.”

Huai Xing stared at her. “What are you smiling about?”

“I’m not smiling,” she said, but her tone was very pleasant.

“I just saw it.”

Chu Wantang brought her face closer and asked, “Do you want to check?”

Huai Xing: “Okay.”

She picked up the bookmark of the serious literature on the sofa and, as if she were carefully, she held the bookmark horizontally to compare the curve of Chu Wantang’s lips, and then hummed lightly. “The corners of your mouth are just lifted, Chu Wantang.”

“I was born with a smiling lip. I can’t help it,” Chu Wantang said, staring at Huai Xing’s face, her features relaxing, her gaze gentle.

Huai Xing: “…”

She put down the bookmark and did not continue to argue with Chu Wantang. She lifted her chin. “I’m going upstairs to find something.”

Chu Wantang: “Okay.”

She followed behind Huai Xing unhurriedly again, watching Huai Xing step onto the stairs.

After she reached the second floor and saw Huai Xing open the door to the master bedroom, she casually turned off the lights on the first floor and also entered the master bedroom.

The clumsy excuse made her overjoyed.

Huai Xing was too lazy to continue to act. She lifted her comforter and lay down, put on her eye mask, and her exposed lips parted and closed. “I can’t find it. Let’s just leave it at that. Good night.”

“Good night.”

The smile on Chu Wantang’s lips became more and more intense, and the spring letter on the desk seemed to have returned to its original blooming appearance at this moment.

She “mm”-ed and echoed, and then also lifted the comforter and got in.

It was very hot, and the air conditioner in the room was running. The comforter they were under was also a relatively cool thin one.

The two of them were a little distance apart and were not too close.

Chu Wantang’s hands were clasped together on her body. She turned her head to the side and, by the warm light of the small night light, she looked at Huai Xing.

Her gaze was not at all subtle, and it slid hotly over Huai Xing’s nose, and then past Huai Xing’s full and moist lips, her chin, which was a little sharper than before her business trip, and her neck, which would rise and fall slightly when she breathed…

“Where’s the jade comb?” Huai Xing suddenly moved her lips, turned her head to face her, and asked.

Chu Wantang came back to her senses. “In the drawer.”

She pulled open the drawer, took out the jade comb she had bought, and placed it in Huai Xing’s open hand. “Can’t you sleep?”

“No,” Huai Xing said, holding the translucent and cool jade comb. The feel was a little different from the one she owned. “I just didn’t see it last time, so I remembered to ask.”

Chu Wantang propped herself up on her side. “Is there anything else you want to ask?”

“No.”

“Xingxing…” Chu Wantang said in a low voice, calling her softly.

It turned out that bitterness and sweetness could coexist in her heart, at this very moment.

A month ago, they couldn’t even be friends, and tonight, Huai Xing was lying by her side. She didn’t know what Huai Xing had been thinking during this period, but it didn’t stop her heart from being filled with positive emotions.

Had her tears worked? Or had Huai Xing felt her sincerity?

Huai Xing asked back, “Can’t you sleep?”

“A little.”

“How can I fall asleep?”

“By hugging you.”

“Are you sure it’s just a hug?”

Hearing this, Chu Wantang chuckled lightly. “I’m sure.”

Huai Xing placed the jade comb under her pillow and did not speak, her attitude a tacit agreement.

Chu Wantang leaned over, her right arm passing under her neck, and her left arm hooking her waist. The two of them were pressed together again, their waists, abdomens, and legs.

It was an extremely familiar sleeping position. Even if it would change in the middle and would not be maintained all the time, before they had separated, she had held Huai Xing to sleep like this on many nights.

Huai Xing was her A-bei-bei.

It seemed that she had finally found her A-bei-bei.

Different fragrances lingered on their bodies, mixed together, and were difficult to separate.

Huai Xing was wearing an eye mask, and her other senses were more acute.

She sensed Chu Wantang’s gaze on her cheek, smelled Chu Wantang’s breath on her cheek, and also heard the faint sound of her breath coming in and out, and also the sound of Chu Wantang’s throat moving slightly just now.

The quiet atmosphere continued for a few minutes. Huai Xing’s long lashes fanned the eye mask, and the stinging fingertip had already healed.

At this moment, the small wound seemed to be itching again, and it spread from her fingertips to all parts of her body.

“…Chu Wantang,” Huai Xing called out in a low voice.

Chu Wantang: “Hmm?”

“You don’t have to be so sure.”

The last word fell, and she was once again held by Chu Wantang’s lips.

It was an extremely long and gentle kiss, without any more movements. The longing of five years was slowly melting into this kiss.

The faint sound of kissing echoed in her ear.

Time once again lost its concept here. In the end, Chu Wantang licked Huai Xing’s watery lips and said softly, “Good night.”

“I have to go to the restroom,” Huai Xing said in a hoarse voice. “I drank too much water at the dinner party.”

Chu Wantang slowly curled her lips. “What a coincidence. Me too.”

“…” What was so coincidental?

“Go on,” Chu Wantang said, propping up her soft body. “I’ll go to the one downstairs.”

Huai Xing: “Okay.”

Before she could take off her eye mask, she heard the sound of the closet drawer opening, and her body immediately stiffened, her breath held.

A few seconds later, a soft small bag was stuffed into her hand.

Chu Wantang’s smiling voice sounded in the room. She scratched Huai Xing’s palm. “I bought it and washed it, but I haven’t worn it yet.”

“…I don’t have any,” she said, the three words dry.

Chu Wantang bent down, pecked her on the lips again, and slowly spat out two words, “I do.”

The sound of footsteps faded away, and Huai Xing’s silence filled the entire space.

She took off her eye mask, looked at the bag in her hand, and was silent for a few seconds. She even regretted staying here tonight.

So terrible, so terrible…

Why did hugging and kissing have such a big physiological reaction?

More than ten minutes later, they were lying in bed again. Both of them were honest and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

When Huai Xing opened her eyes again, it was already eleven-thirty in the morning.

Waking up in an unfamiliar room, she was in a daze for a while before she took out her phone and saw the message Chu Wantang had sent her.

9:00: [Xingxing, I’ve squeezed the toothpaste for you. It’s in the bathroom.]

10:00: [I’m in a video conference in the study.]

10:30: [I’m slacking off in the meeting, waiting for you to wake up.]

11:00: [Why isn’t the meeting over yet?]

Huai Xing couldn’t help but laugh at the message.

No matter what, she would cherish the time she would spend with Chu Wantang in the future.