After Breaking Up With the Scheming Bad Woman 19p2

Chapter 19: Then Can I Call You ‘Chu Chu’? p2

Forty minutes later, Chu Wantang came out of the bathroom, her hair dried and her face moisturized.

Huai Xing had returned to the sofa in advance and sat up straight. Seeing her come out, she turned her head. “Jiejie, shall we continue watching?”

Chu Wantang nodded lightly. “Okay.”

Although she said that, she walked straight to the spot next to Huai Xing and sat down. The moisture from the bathroom still lingered on her.

This moisture clung to Huai Xing’s exposed skin, making her feel sticky. She wanted to reach for the glasses on the coffee table, but her wrist was held down by Chu Wantang.

Chu Wantang’s voice also seemed to be soaked with moisture. “You’re only a few dozen degrees nearsighted. It’s okay not to wear them.” She looked puzzled. “Or did you stay up late playing on your phone when I wasn’t looking, and your prescription has gone up?”

“I didn’t stay up late,” Huai Xing quickly denied.

Chu Wantang: “Mm.”

The movie continued to play, and Chu Wantang’s hand didn’t let go. Huai Xing’s wrist was slender, and she could faintly feel the pulse on it, one beat after another.

Huai Xing didn’t pull away, but her body was a little stiff.

Chu Wantang was sitting very close to her, so she couldn’t see anything. When the movie’s soundtrack was playing, she seemed to have just remembered and asked, “Is your head still dizzy, Jiejie?”

Chu Wantang turned her head to look at her, her long lashes fluttering. She answered, “A little.”

“Then let me rub it for you,” Huai Xing offered a solution.

Chu Wantang pondered for two seconds, then slowly rested her head on Huai Xing’s shoulder and said softly, “Okay.”

There was almost no weight on her shoulder. Chu Wantang still didn’t let go of Huai Xing’s wrist, holding her left wrist firmly, as if she were afraid she would run away if she let go.

From a perspective that Chu Wantang couldn’t see, Huai Xing’s lips curled up helplessly. She reached out her right hand and rubbed Chu Wantang’s temples.

She turned her head to the side and asked while rubbing, “Is the pressure too hard?”

The movie became background noise, no one was watching.

Being so close, Chu Wantang’s answer covered the protagonist’s voice. She said, “No.”

She lifted her head a little, her breath slowly falling on Huai Xing’s face. Her brown eyes were half-open, her voice holding a hint of a smile. “Thank you, Xiao Xing.”

Huai Xing’s movements paused for a moment, and she shook her head. “You’re welcome.”

She brought out her self-brainwashing line again. “You said it, we are the closest…”

“Huai Xing…” Chu Wantang cut her off, her eyelids closing. Her face looked a little lonely in the dim light.

Huai Xing was stunned. “What’s wrong?”

Chu Wantang then used her left hand to press down on Huai Xing’s wrist, which was rubbing her temples. She didn’t answer, but her left hand slowly moved down until it held Huai Xing’s right hand.

No, this was not an ordinary hand-holding.

Chu Wantang’s five fingers were intertwined with hers, the base of their fingers pressed tightly together.

Chu Wantang moved closer, first rubbing the side of Huai Xing’s neck with the tip of her nose, and murmured, “Huai Xing…”

The breath on the side of her neck was scorching, but the tip of her nose that touched it was a little cool.

Huai Xing felt as if she had been cast under a spell. She was frozen in this position, not daring to move, feeling as if her body was not her own. She lowered her eyes and looked at their intertwined hands, then turned her head to look at Chu Wantang’s superior jawline.

Listening to this tender and restrained voice, she didn’t understand what Chu Wantang meant.

But her mind couldn’t help but produce some thoughts that had been suppressed several times before—

Chu Wantang liked her too.

The moment she thought of this possibility, Huai Xing’s breathing couldn’t help but slow down, and her mind couldn’t help but think of the words “care” and “miss” that Chu Wantang had been saying recently.

So… was Chu Wantang just like her, always using their sisterly relationship to express her feelings?

Huai Xing’s lashes trembled. She didn’t know how to respond to Chu Wantang’s low call, her heart filled with a bittersweet feeling.

The seed had finally waited for the day the flower bloomed.

Even the darkest night could welcome the morning sun.

“Jiejie…” Huai Xing’s lashes trembled, her voice like a gentle breeze squeezing through the crack of a window, holding a hint of caution. “Is something wrong?”

Chu Wantang released the other hand that was holding her wrist and propped it on the back of the sofa, supporting her head.

Their gazes met, and no one spoke.

Chu Wantang’s eyes were like exquisite glazed glass, and there seemed to be some lingering tipsiness in them. As her long lashes trembled, Huai Xing’s heart skipped a beat.

Before Huai Xing could ask again, every word Chu Wantang said next was wrapped in a gentle stream of air.

She said, “Come a little closer.”

Huai Xing hesitated for a moment, then did as she was told.

The distance closed again. Huai Xing’s palm was open, her five fingers on the sofa. She supported her body and leaned towards Chu Wantang.

Chu Wantang was not satisfied with this distance. “Closer.”

Closer…

Their breaths were intertwined.

Their intertwined hands never separated. It was unclear who had started to sweat, but their palms were almost sticking together.

Huai Xing’s heart felt soft and tingly. She lowered her eyes, not daring to meet Chu Wantang’s gaze, and asked again, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s not enough,” Chu Wantang said, leaning against the sofa, her right hand on the girl’s shoulder.

Huai Xing was a little dazed. Her mind was dull now, and she couldn’t react. “What’s not enough?”

“It’s not enough…” Chu Wantang unhurriedly added the rest of the sentence, “intimate.”

A clap of thunder exploded in Huai Xing’s mind.

-We are the closest people in the world.

-It’s not intimate enough.

Then how can we be more intimate…

Huai Xing didn’t have time to think, because the person in front of her had already moved forward and captured her lips.

Not only that, the hand on her shoulder moved down her back, hooked her waist, and pulled her into her embrace.

Huai Xing felt as if her breath was not her own, controlled by Chu Wantang. Her mind was in a fog, unable to think of anything, only able to follow Chu Wantang’s rhythm.

Her lips were pried open by a soft, wet tongue. They lived together and used the same toothpaste, but Chu Wantang had just brushed her teeth, so the minty taste in her mouth was stronger. That taste forcefully invaded every corner of Huai Xing’s mouth.

Huai Xing’s eyes were tightly closed. She had no idea how to kiss, but she would passively respond based on instinct. But breathing was still a bit difficult for her. The woman seemed to have noticed this and let her go after a while. Seeing her dazed from being kissed, she slowly reached out and wiped her lower lip with her fingertip.

“So sweet…” Chu Wantang commented from the bottom of her heart.

Huai Xing’s cheeks were flushed red, a layer of moisture covering her eyes, which couldn’t be hidden even in the dim light.

Chu Wantang released her hand and reminded her softly, “Remember to breathe, Xiao Xing.”

With that, she pulled Huai Xing into her arms again and pressed her lips against hers, savoring them.

The second kiss lasted longer. Huai Xing’s heart was warm, and she gradually learned how to take the initiative.

Their intertwined hands still hadn’t separated, and their palms were even sweatier.

No one knew what was happening in the movie. They seemed to be unable to hear any sound.

Gradually, someone was not satisfied with this.

Chu Wantang released her lips, went to kiss the girl’s cheek, found her earlobe and pecked it lightly, sighing softly, “It’s still not intimate enough…” She sent out her bait. “Xiao Xing, I want to be the most intimate person with you… have you never thought of that? Kissing me, and then going further. I have…”

Being pointed out so directly, Huai Xing’s scalp tingled.

How could she not have thought of it? From the moment she had fallen for Chu Wantang, she had fantasized about it on countless nights.

Now, she didn’t dare to look at Chu Wantang’s eyes, only able to move her lips numbly. “I have…”

Chu Wantang got a satisfactory answer, a dimple appearing by her lips. “Then shall we go to the bedroom?”

“Okay.”

Chu Wantang finally let go of her intertwined hand with Huai Xing and propped herself up. But she had to admit that her legs were weak, and she almost couldn’t stand steadily.

Chu Wantang: …

They had only kissed twice.

Fortunately, this little episode was not discovered by the disoriented Huai Xing. Chu Wantang casually picked up the remote control and turned it off.

The floor lamp was still standing lonely in its original spot, watching them abandon it.

They went into the bathroom first.

Their hands were sweaty and needed to be washed.

Huai Xing was at the bathroom door and pulled on Chu Wantang’s nightgown. “Can we not turn on the light first, Jiejie?”

“Why?”

“I…”

Before Huai Xing could finish, Chu Wantang leaned over and touched her scorching cheek with her own.

This intimate action made Huai Xing pause for a moment. Then she heard Chu Wantang say in a knowing tone, “Okay, I won’t turn on the bathroom light.”

Because some light from the living room came in, it wasn’t particularly dark inside.

They stood side by side at the sink. Chu Wantang squeezed out two pumps of foam hand soap. She first applied it to Huai Xing’s hands, her tone rising with a hint of teasing. “Do you need me to wash them for you?”

“I can do it myself,” Huai Xing answered shyly.

The dense foam clung to every inch of her hands, and the water flowed down.

Huai Xing looked up and still looked at the mirror. She seemed to be able to see Chu Wantang’s face even in this environment.

It was hard to describe the joy in her heart at this moment…

It was as if the foam she was touching was named happiness, and she was holding it tightly at this moment.

Was this what it felt like to be in a mutual love? Like falling into the clouds, even if she didn’t have wings, she would be held up by Chu Wantang.

After rinsing off the foam, Chu Wantang pulled a face towel and wiped her hands, her back, her palm, her fingers, wiping them extremely meticulously and cleanly.

After wiping hers, she took another one to wipe her own hands.

Before long, the bathroom door was kicked shut by Chu Wantang with a “bang.”

She held Huai Xing and kissed her as they entered the master bedroom.

This was not the first time Huai Xing had come to the master bedroom, but it was the first time she had come in this way.

A familiar fragrance floated in the master bedroom. In the interval between kisses, she noticed that a scented candle had been lit on the desk at some point.

Was it when Chu Wantang had gone to the bedroom to get her nightgown?

Before she could find the answer to this question, the buttons of her own pajamas were being unbuttoned by the woman on top of her.

Chu Wantang knelt on both sides of her, her waist sinking down, and kissed her intently.

The beautiful hands that were usually used for design drafts, like jade porcelain, were now propped on the pillow with one hand, and easily unbuttoning her clothes with the other.

After changing into their pajamas, neither of them had the habit of wearing underwear.

Huai Xing’s chin was lifted from being kissed, and she kept swallowing. Her tongue seemed to have turned into the straw that Chu Wantang had held in her mouth at night, deeply intertwined and sucked with Chu Wantang’s.

One by one, the buttons were unbuttoned.

Huai Xing’s lips were also released at the same time. Chu Wantang straightened up, her eyes lowered.

The scented candle was burning on the desk not far away, the light and shadow floating and dancing on the wall, and then into their pupils.

Huai Xing’s eyes were filled with moisture, her lips two shades redder than usual, and also fuller.

She didn’t dare to look at Chu Wantang’s eyes, because she knew where Chu Wantang was looking at this moment. She turned her head, her long hair spreading out on the pillow in a slightly messy way.

But, this way, she couldn’t ignore Chu Wantang’s gaze at all.

She seemed to be able to sense everything.

Just now, it was still on her shoulder, then her collarbone, and then down…

Chu Wantang’s gaze was indeed moving down inch by inch.

Huai Xing had only come to Jingcheng after she had become an adult. They had lived together in this residence for four and a half years.

In the past, she had never thought about this aspect, nor had she thought about how delicate and fair a girl’s skin was.

How… it made her want to possess it bit by bit, to leave a mark on it that belonged only to Chu Wantang.

“Jiejie…” an extremely shy voice sounded in the space. “Don’t look…”

The corners of Chu Wantang’s lips curled up. She reached out her hand, her eyes flowing with endless gentleness. “Be good. Help me take off my hair tie.”

Huai Xing still didn’t dare to look at her, but she did as she was told.

The hair tie was taken off by the girl with trembling hands. Chu Wantang first tied up her own hair, then took a wet wipe from the side and wiped her hands.

She looked at Huai Xing’s red ears, the smile on her lips deepening.

She asked slowly, “Do you want me to take mine off too? Don’t you want to see me?”

Huai Xing didn’t answer. She thought for a moment, then propped herself up and sat up. Her gaze still didn’t know where to land. She reached out her hand and lifted Chu Wantang’s nightgown up until she took it off.

The silhouette that could only be seen through clothes in the past became clear at this moment.

Chu Wantang also took off her pajamas at this time.

Their figures were cast on the quiet curtains by the candlelight.

The girl’s hair was down, the woman’s hair was up. Slowly, the woman leaned over again, and the two kissed.

This time, there was no fabric at all.

They were pressed together without any barrier.

Huai Xing hooked her arms around Chu Wantang’s neck, her eyelashes trembling violently.

She only felt that the place where they were pressed together was extremely hot.

Her waist was held by Chu Wantang, and her soft fingertips gently caressed it, sending an unusual signal.

Before long, her fingertips moved up, climbing up.

She was also pressed down on the pillow again.

Her long hair spread out again.

The kiss continued, but it was not limited to the lips. It moved along the jaw to the earlobe, her lips parting, covering it with her scorching breath.

Chu Wantang’s five fingers also found a new place and stopped.

She patiently gathered them, and held them.

Then she rubbed them with her palm.

Her fingertips slowly twisted.

“Huai Xing…” Chu Wantang released Huai Xing’s earlobe, her breath like an orchid.

She was almost addicted to the feel of it.

Huai Xing’s voice was soft, like a wisp of green smoke in spring.

She asked, “What’s wrong, Jiejie?”

“Why are you still calling me Jiejie at a time like this?” Chu Wantang’s free hand turned Huai Xing’s face, and she chuckled softly. “Call me something else.”

Although it hadn’t reached an uncontrollable point yet, Huai Xing was about to drown in Chu Wantang’s soft gaze.

She replied softly, “Then can I call you ‘Chu Chu’?”

She didn’t want to call her “Wantang” like everyone else. She wanted to be the most special.

“‘Chu Chu’ as in ‘Chu Chu Dong Ren’ (pitifully moving)?” Chu Wantang tilted her head, still in the mood to say, her eyes filled with a smile. “Mm, I’m ‘moving’ you right now.”

Hearing this, Huai Xing’s neck was about to turn red enough to drip blood.

She just wanted to call her that, she hadn’t thought of this idiom, let alone that it would be used by Chu Wantang in this way.

But she didn’t have any more time to think about these things.

Because Chu Wantang’s tied-up long hair was brushing against the skin on her chest as she lowered her head.

That hand was replaced by lips and tongue.

She was taken into her mouth.

The tongue was soft.

The mouth was moist.

Huai Xing’s consciousness was also being stirred bit by bit, until it disappeared.

She raised one arm and placed it on her forehead, closing her eyes and biting her lip.

It had just begun, and she was already surrounded by a strange feeling, unable to bear it—

What was she going to do next.