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After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 106


Chapter 106: So Clingy.

Yunqi Yuan’s night was not as dry and hot as the city’s. The mountains here were clear and the water was beautiful, and the night was wrapped in a clear coolness.

The mountain wind blew past, and wherever there was a gap, it would slip in, leaving a trace of its visit.

The curtains of a certain hotel suite were lifted by the evening wind, and the figures reflected on them swayed—

The entangled figures of two women pressed together.

It had been too long since she had experienced it. Huai Xing’s whole person was like a precisely tuned piano, and every inch of her skin was a trembling string.

Chu Wantang was plucking the strings.

Her lips lingered on Huai Xing’s body, sometimes kissing, sometimes licking, sometimes biting.

Her pearly fingers caressed Huai Xing, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes pressing, sometimes rubbing.

The fourth time, Huai Xing’s hands were on the head of the bed, and she was kneeling on the pillow with weak legs.

Her cheeks, under the warm light, had a clear honey-pink color.

She bit her lip, but a fine “wu” sound still escaped from her throat.

She lowered her head and could see the long curly hair that was no longer bound by a hair tie spread out on the pillow, and her eyes met the tender and enchanting gaze of the woman.

Chu Wantang’s forehead was as smooth as jade, and her beautiful eyes were staring at the Huai Xing above her.

She held Huai Xing’s legs with both hands, not letting her fall.

The more she drank, the thirstier she became.

The thirstier she became, the more she drank.

But she wanted a bigger reaction from Huai Xing, so she controlled herself, constantly hovering on the edge of the critical point.

She opened her mouth again, and her lips and chin were all over her.

Her hand slowly covered it.

And went in.

Huai Xing’s waist couldn’t help but sink back, and this way she also fell into Chu Wantang’s trap.

She couldn’t stand it and lay down, and she cried out in Chu Wantang’s ear with a hint of a sob, “Chu Chu…”

Her voice was broken, and her words were also intermittent. “I can’t… I can’t anymore…”

Chu Wantang turned her head, kissed her cheek, and said softly, “Just a little longer.”

“I can’t hold on anymore…” Huai Xing’s voice was very soft. She propped herself up on both sides with her arms, and looked up at Chu Wantang slightly. There was a thin layer of tears in her eyes, and she looked very pitiful.

Chu Wantang chuckled lightly. “Why don’t you just call me Chu Chu?”

“Hmm?”

“‘Chu Chu Ke Lian’ (pitifully moving),” Chu Wantang said with a serious face, her speed suddenly increasing. “What a little pitiful thing, baby.”

Hearing the ambiguous sound, Huai Xing lay down again and held her tightly, kissing her with short breaths.

Before long, Huai Xing was once again drained of her strength.

Chu Wantang threw the finger cot into the trash can and then took a wet wipe to gently wipe her.

She was like a boneless animal, still lying on Chu Wantang’s body, not having to do anything herself, just panting to recover her energy.

Chu Wantang rubbed her waist and asked, “Do you want to take a shower?”

“In a bit.”

Huai Xing said, her right hand moving down.

Chu Wantang held her wrist and said in a low voice, “What do you want to do?”

“Do you.”

Huai Xing broke free and stared at her eyes. “Teacher Chu has been waiting for me for a long time. How can I only care about myself?”

Hearing this form of address, Chu Wantang thought of what Huai Xing had said before, “But I won’t only have one teacher.”

Although she now knew that Huai Xing was lying, she still felt a little tightness in her chest.

She turned her face away and calmed her emotions.

Huai Xing turned her face over to look at her and asked as if she were very puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Really?”

“…It’s a lie,” Chu Wantang said, the sourness in her heart churning.

Huai Xing went to peck her lips, no longer beating around the bush, and said softly and directly, “You’re my only teacher.”

As she spoke, her fingertips hooked down the piece of cloth.

As soon as she touched it, her eyes widened, and she asked with a smile, “Chu Ruan Tang, do you miss me that much?”

“I do, I miss you very much…”

Huai Xing kicked the comforter to the side and propped herself up to slide down.

“I’m also thirsty.”

Even though they hadn’t done it in a long time.

But Huai Xing’s skills were more skilled than before.

She knew where to touch to see Chu Wantang lose control more easily, and she knew where to kiss to hear Chu Wantang call her name restlessly.

She liked Chu Wantang’s voice, liked Chu Wantang’s fingers that wrinkled the bedsheets.

She liked the red around Chu Wantang’s eyes, liked Chu Wantang looking at her with watery eyes.

One box of finger cots was not enough.

Huai Xing asked, “Are there any more?”

“In the suitcase,” Chu Wantang answered with no strength.

Huai Xing went to open her suitcase. In addition to the finger cots, she also saw the sensual nightgown from before.

She came back, tore open the packaging, and put it on again. She lay on Chu Wantang’s body and asked with a grin, “Why didn’t you wear that nightgown tonight, Jiejie?”

“I was afraid you didn’t mean it…” Chu Wantang said, feeling Huai Xing’s fingers. She wrapped her arms around Huai Xing’s neck. “What if you were just hot in the city?”

Huai Xing kissed her. “We’ll go to the guest room after we take a shower.”

“I also brought finger cots in my suitcase.”

And this time, Huai Xing was very excessive. It wasn’t just Chu Wantang who could tease people. She could too.

After controlling her several times, Chu Wantang was so tormented that her eyes were full of tears, and she begged her in a soft voice, “Xingxing…”

“Jiejie,” Huai Xing said, licking her lips and replying very gently. “Just a little longer.”

Chu Wantang really couldn’t hold on.

In the end, she trembled and held Huai Xing, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again.

Her undulating waistline was graceful and delicate, like a slender branch blown by the spring wind.

The slight tipsiness had long since disappeared, but the two of them were still a little drunk.

Huai Xing meticulously wiped her with a wet wipe. “Is it cold?”

“No.”

“Why are you still trembling?” she said, pressing her fingertips on it and feeling it.

Chu Wantang: “…”

Huai Xing looked at her speechless appearance and laughed. “Alright, go take a shower.”

At around four in the morning, the two of them were preparing to sleep in the guest room.

Huai Xing was so sleepy that she curled up in Chu Wantang’s arms and closed her eyes first.

Her mouth moved a few times. “Remember to turn off the table lamp, Jiejie.”

Chu Wantang looked at Huai Xing’s features and replied, “Mm.”

But listening to Huai Xing’s increasingly even breathing, she did not move for a long time and just kept looking.

They were clearly so close at this moment, and their body temperatures were still in a shared mode, and they were doing such intimate things…

But she still felt that Huai Xing was very far away from her.

And, getting further and further away.

The feeling she had tonight was exactly the same as the night at the hotel in Nancheng five years ago.

She was so afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would hear Huai Xing say “the wind is rising.”

“Is it my illusion, right, Huai Xing?” Chu Wantang said, pressing her forehead against Huai Xing’s and asking in a whisper.

No one answered her, and the tightly closed window also blocked out the wind.

She stretched out her arm to turn off the table lamp, and then held Huai Xing tighter, not wanting to let go for a moment. In a daze, she was still muttering, “Huai Xing…”

Huai Xing’s long lashes trembled slightly, and she buried her face deeper in her shoulder and neck.

…

When Chu Wantang woke up, her arms were already empty and cold.

She noticed that the suitcase in the guest room was still there, but she was still not at ease. She quickly got up and came to the living room, and at a glance, she saw Huai Xing basking in the morning sun on the viewing balcony. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Huai Xing turned her head to look over and asked with a smile, “You’re finally awake? It’s almost noon now, Jiejie.”

Chu Wantang’s tightly clenched heart relaxed, and she nodded. “I’ll go and wash up first.”

Huai Xing stood up and followed. “I’ll watch over you.”

“Do you have to watch over this too?” Chu Wantang’s eyes curved, and she asked with a long tone.

Huai Xing took her hand and lifted her chin. “What? Do you have a problem?”

“No.”

After washing up and applying her skincare products, Huai Xing sat on the sink again.

After a deep and shallow kiss, Chu Wantang stroked Huai Xing’s waist, and then raised her hand to pull down the collar of Huai Xing’s pajamas, and saw the hidden hickey, and the corners of her lips curled up.

Huai Xing lifted her pajamas, revealing her firm waist and abdomen. “You have one too.”

She then asked her, “Have you thought of a ringtone yet?”

“I can’t think of one for the time being. Give me some more time,” Chu Wantang said, unable to help but ask. “But, can I hear you play the violin after we go back to the city, Xingxing? With my mother’s violin.”

“Of course you can,” Huai Xing said, standing on the ground and staring at her, and smiled helplessly. “Chu Wantang, don’t you think that sometimes you don’t have to consult me? You can just tell me you want to hear it, instead of asking me if I can or if it’s okay. Actually, as long as you want, I’ll do it if I can.”

Chu Wantang’s posture was very low, but she used to be such a commanding person.

“I know,” Chu Wantang said, whispering in her ear. “I want to have sex with you.”

Huai Xing’s ears immediately turned crimson, and she took her hand. “The food is almost here. Let’s go and eat.”

Just like last night, after they had finished eating and rested for a while, they drew the curtains.

This weekend was spent in the room, and they had not gone downstairs once.

In the middle of it, Chu Wantang had a video conference with the “Lan Ling” people with her laptop. The screen was from her shoulders up. Huai Xing was out of the camera’s blind spot, lying on her lap, not in the shot, and not disturbing her. She was just playing on her phone, but she couldn’t help but touch Huai Xing’s cheek. As she touched, her fingertips would go into Huai Xing’s mouth and stir her tongue.

When the meeting was over, she would take off Huai Xing’s clothes and taste her exclusive delicacy.

The return car was still driven by Chu Wantang. Perhaps because she was thinking of the last night five years ago, she was even more reluctant to let go of Huai Xing these two days. The number of times she was the top was more than Huai Xing, and the degree was also deeper.

As a result, Huai Xing’s waist was a little sore and her legs were weak. She stuffed the car keys into her hand and sat obediently in the passenger seat.

At seven in the evening, the two of them returned to Chengshan Mansion.

Huai Xing had an appointment with Lu Xianyue to go and see Lu Xuerong, which also meant that she and Chu Wantang had to be separated for a short time.

Chu Wantang held her, her emotions clearly a little low, and asked in a muffled voice, “When are you coming back?”

“I’ll be back after the visit,” Huai Xing said, patting her on the back. “Why are you so clingy?”

“Can’t I?”

“You can.”

The doorbell rang. It was Lu Xianyue who had pressed it. She had received a notification from Huai Xing that she had changed the password and no longer entered the password without a care as before.

What if she ran into something she shouldn’t see? That would be so awkward.

Chu Wantang had no choice but to release the hug and pinched Huai Xing’s cheek. “I’ll wait for you to come back.”

“Okay.”

The reluctant gaze was cut off by a door. Huai Xing and Lu Xianyue stood side by side, waiting for the elevator.

The scrutinizing gaze at her side was hard to ignore. Huai Xing turned her head to look at Lu Xianyue and couldn’t help but ask, “What are you looking at, Xianyue?”

“You had a very happy weekend, huh?” The elevator doors opened, and Lu Xianyue lifted her leg. “You didn’t even post on your Moments this time.”

Huai Xing also walked in and “mm”-ed. “It was very happy.”

She said, “I was at the hotel the whole time. I didn’t go out to look around, so I couldn’t take any pictures.”

On the way down, only the two of them were in the car. Lu Xianyue heard her say this and ran her hands through her hair, her pupils shaking. “Is this what you mean by not falling into the same pit, Xiao Xing?”

A dozen or so seconds passed quickly, and the two doors opened to the sides.

Huai Xing took a breath and said lightly, “The big show hasn’t started yet, has it?” She hid her sadness. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine.”

Lu Xianyue parted her lips, but she didn’t say anything more. How could she not worry? She didn’t know what Huai Xing was thinking, but she was afraid that Huai Xing would fall deeper and deeper and would not be able to pull herself out.

After a long while, she sighed lightly.

Forget it. As Huai Xing’s friend, she just needed to support Huai Xing’s decision.

But after thinking for a moment, she still asked, “Are you really more of a 1? I can’t really tell.”

“…”

More than half an hour later, the two of them arrived at Lu Xuerong’s residence.

Lu Zhenyue was still at the theater and hadn’t come back. Lu Xuerong’s complexion was not very good, and the wrinkles on her face looked a little deeper than before. She greeted the two juniors and said, “I’m fine.” She smiled. “But I’m happy that you’ve come to talk to me for a while.”

“Auntie,” Lu Xianyue said, leaning against Lu Xuerong’s shoulder. “Now that you’ve said that, it’s going to be troublesome. I’ll have to come and pester you every day in the future.”

Huai Xing was sitting on the single sofa at the side. There was an insurmountable blood relationship between her and the Lu family.

She also couldn’t cross this distance and be as intimate as them.

Lu Xuerong patted Lu Xianyue’s back and looked at Huai Xing, and for a rare moment, she brought up work in front of them. “How’s the progress of the big show, Xiao Huai?”

“Everything has been settled. The models are about to have their positioning rehearsal.”

“There’s less than three weeks left.”

“Yes,” Huai Xing nodded and revealed a smile. “Auntie Lu, don’t worry. The name of ‘Silk Season’ will be even more well-known because of this show.”

Lu Xianyue at the side said, “Success is waving to us!”

Lu Xuerong smiled and then asked, “Is the temporary design director Miss Chu?”

“She is,” Huai Xing nodded.

“Putting aside everything else, at least her work ability is very outstanding. We have to thank her properly. Even if she’s getting paid to do her job, not everyone can have such a striking effect.”

“I know.”

They chatted idly, and Huai Xing’s phone screen would light up from time to time at the side.

She didn’t play on her phone much in front of Lu Xuerong, so she simply put her phone face down. It wasn’t until Lu Xuerong said that she was going to rest that she unlocked it to check her messages.

Most of them were from Chu Ruan Tang.

She had eaten, drunk water, and had watched a video of a foreign designer…

There was still no direct expression of missing her.

But the longing was everywhere.

Huai Xing pressed her lips together: [I’m coming back now.]

She switched out and then replied to Lu Zhenyue’s message. Lu Zhenyue had asked a few minutes ago if they were going back.

Huai Xing: [We’re coming back now, Sister Suisui.]

Lu Zhenyue: [Okay, see you next time.]

To this, Huai Xing’s heart was calm. She respected Lu Zhenyue’s thoughts. If it was better for Lu Zhenyue to interact with her like this, she would cooperate.

In fact, she felt that Lu Zhenyue’s thinking was not wrong.

If you wanted to block a relationship, not seeing each other was a very effective way. And in three weeks, she would also do this.


At ten-thirty, Huai Xing and Lu Xianyue separated on the eighth floor.

Before she could enter the password, the door was opened.

Lu Xianyue hadn’t even entered the door. She heard the sound and turned around to see her friend’s waist being held by a pair of slender, fair arms.

From her perspective, she couldn’t see Chu Wantang’s face, which was blocked by Huai Xing, but she could see that Huai Xing’s legs were so weak that she was almost leaning on Chu Wantang in the next second.

In just a few seconds, Huai Xing was pulled into the room by the person, and the door was kicked shut by Chu Wantang with her back to it.

The whole scene was very impactful.

Especially since Lu Xianyue had never seen Huai Xing like this.

She was stunned on the spot. By the time she had reacted, the door in front of her had also opened.

Wen Shiwei was leaning against the door, wearing a somewhat revealing pajama, her bright face full of confusion. “I was still waiting for you to open the door, Xiao Xian. Why did you stay here for so long?”

Lu Xianyue looked at her girlfriend like this and “hehe”-ed. “So sensual, Xiao Shi.”

She wrapped her arms around Wen Shiwei’s waist, took a breath, and couldn’t help but say, “I just went to see Huai Xing.”

“Hmm?” Wen Shiwei rubbed her head.

“Did she teach me all the experience of being a 0 back then…?”

Wen Shiwei laughed out loud. “Is that so?”

“I thought you were exceptionally talented in this aspect.”

“…”


After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman

After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman

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When Huai Xing was sixteen, her mother was preparing to start a new family with an old classmate. But before their names could be joined on the same household register, both of their parents passed away in an accident.

The rain poured down in sheets. As Huai Xing knelt before the gravestone, her vision blurred. It was then that the uncle’s daughter came to her side.

Chu Wantang held an umbrella and bent down, meticulously wiping the rain and tears from her face. She asked softly, “Do you want to let me be your family? I don’t have a family anymore, either.”

Huai Xing didn’t refuse.

She went to university in the city where Chu Wantang lived and moved into her house. To the outside world, they were known as sisters with a six-year age gap.

As they spent more and more time together, Huai Xing inevitably developed feelings for the gentle Chu Wantang. But Chu Wantang did not feel the same way about her.

The shift in their relationship came one night.

Slightly drunk after a social engagement, Chu Wantang held Huai Xing, calling her name over and over, tender and restrained, like a lover’s whisper.

After a night of debauchery, Huai Xing opened her eyes to find a fully dressed Chu Wantang, her gaze frosty, questioning her coolly, “Are you a lesbian?”

“…No, I’m not, Sister.” Huai Xing’s lips were pale as she shook her head in denial.

“Good that you’re not. From now on, we’ll just satisfy each other’s physical needs.” Chu Wantang’s lowered eyes returned to their usual gentleness, a dimple appearing by her lips. She ruffled Huai Xing’s hair. “I’ve raised you for so long. Don’t make things difficult for me, Xiao Xing.”

This ambiguous atmosphere continued for many nights. Huai Xing didn’t make things difficult for Chu Wantang. She never mentioned feelings and continued to play the role of the little sister in front of others.

Until she overheard Chu Wantang say to a friend, “Little sister? More like a little pet. Comes when called, goes when shooed.”

When Chu Wantang returned from her business trip, the little pet had vanished without a trace.

Only a bank card was left on the table.

—

Later, Huai Xing would say, “Miss Chu, I just don’t love you. What have I done wrong?”

Content Tags: Modern Romance, Devoted Love, Broken Mirror Mended, A Match Made in Heaven, Chasing Love (Crematorium)

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