For a pure-hearted girl with wife vibes who’s ready to dote on you endlessly? Jot down Song An’an’s name quick—don’t hesitate!
For some reason, Liang Sheng’s mind kept replaying the image of Song An’an curled up in her arms, crying her heart out. It was utterly heartbreaking.
She pictured the girl lifting her head, eyes brimming with tears as she clutched the hem of her skirt. Then out came the freshest treats: strawberry shortbread, durian mille-feuille, matcha chocolate bars, peach gummies bursting with sweetness, vanilla smoothies, mango-stuffed molten cakes, mint candies… (Okay, we see where your priorities are, jeez!)
It was just too much to bear! How could anyone pass up food right in front of them (scratch that)—how could they reject such pure, innocent affection from a girl (scratch that)? Liang Sheng just couldn’t stand seeing a cute girl in tears, period! She clenched her fist.
For the sake of future feeding sessions (scratch that again), to spare this adorable girl from crying alone in some corner, she’d have no choice but to devote herself fully. With a dramatic sigh (not really), Liang Sheng wrote down “Song An’an.”
Just imagine: coming home to a cute, pink-haired loli giant wearing an apron—maybe with a cartoon cat print—rushing over with steaming, mouthwatering dishes. She’d drag Liang Sheng to the table for a proper meal… and then some not-so-proper dessert after (?).
Liang Sheng swallowed hard, slurping her saliva. She couldn’t wait for that blissful life anymore!
Off she went, heading straight to her little wife’s place.
“Ding-dong~”
“Who is it?”
The moment she saw Liang Sheng, a faint pink blush rippled across Song An’an’s face.
Whenever she spotted the one she loved, her cheeks would heat up like crazy. Song An’an rubbed her face vigorously.
Faced with a killer move like that—liking someone so openly written on her face—Liang Sheng had no interest in playing coy or wasting words.
She grabbed Song An’an’s hand and pressed it against her chest. “An’an, I like you. Be with me!”
No warning, straight to the point, and it worked like a charm.
Boom!
It was like an explosion of words.
Smoke practically rose from Song An’an’s head. Her brain short-circuited, her mouth wobbling like a wavy line, her pupils shaking like in an earthquake—like a startled kitten.
“L-L-Liang… Liangliang? Liang Sheng!?”
Thud.
Her brain overloaded completely, her body maxed out. She tumbled right into Liang Sheng’s arms, rolling with the momentum.
Pillow-soft and heavy against Liang Sheng’s chest, Song An’an felt like she was dreaming.
Ahh, so warm, so soft… This had to be a dream, right?
The world spun around her.
How had she gotten a confession out of nowhere? Was this a random daydream during the day? And why had it suddenly come true?
“An’an? Song An’an?” Liang Sheng shook the little crybaby’s shoulders in her arms and leaned down, pressing her forehead to the girl’s. “What’s wrong? You feeling okay?”
“Eek!?” So close! Song An’an’s brain exploded all over again.
This kid was way too easy to tease. Liang Sheng couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Oh, An’an,” the mischievous side of Liang Sheng emerged. “Don’t tell me… you want to turn me down? I get it. You don’t like me, do you?”
No! She’d been totally misunderstood!
Song An’an panicked and clutched the green-haired girl’s arm. “N-No, that’s not it! I-I like A-Sheng the most! I just… I just couldn’t believe it… that A-Sheng would confess to me! Is this real? Am I dreaming? A-Sheng, is this for real? Tell me it is!”
Liang Sheng put on a pitiful pout. “Well, what else? So that’s what you think of me? That I’d trick you? I’m really hurt… Guess I’ll just go, then.”
With that, she lifted one foot over the threshold.
“No, don’t go! Please don’t go!” Song An’an yanked her by the clothes, her small body surging with surprising strength. She literally dragged Liang Sheng back inside.
Those lines sounded just like…
“Don’t go! Don’t go, Yan! I seriously can’t live without you!”
Right, not the time for old memes. Liang Sheng shook her head.
Song An’an hugged her from behind, wrapping her arms around Liang Sheng’s waist. “Wah… Don’t go, A-Sheng. Let’s be together. Can we be together?”
Hook, line, and sinker.
Liang Sheng’s pitiful expression was like a perfect cup of Longjing tea. She turned slowly, gazing at the little crybaby behind her with wide, pleading eyes. “So, An’an does like me, right?”
“Yes, yes, yes!!” Song An’an nodded like a pecking chick.
“I want to be with A-Sheng!” Song An’an clung tightly to the green-haired girl, refusing to let go.
As expected, this pure-hearted girl was too easy to fool.
“Okay~” Liang Sheng turned fully and pulled Song An’an into a gentle embrace.
She was in for some serious mouthwatering bliss from now on.
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“A-Sheng, I made cola chicken wings for you today!”
“A-Sheng, today’s special is my signature char siu!”
“A-Sheng, you’ve been eating too much greasy stuff lately, so I made fruit salad with glutinous rice balls and watermelon instead.”
“A-Sheng, you mentioned wanting spicy hot pot yesterday, right? The street stuff’s not clean, so I made some myself. Come try it!”
“A-Sheng, these are homemade popsicles. Super tasty—ahh, open up. Let me feed you.”
Liang Sheng was starting to feel like a pampered little piggy, drowning in happiness.
Tears in her eyes, she opened her mouth and accepted the popsicle from Song An’an.
But this position, this scene… why did it feel so off? It looked just like…
No way! It had to be her own dirty mind! Liang Sheng shook her head furiously. Out with those filthy thoughts!
In just a month with Song An’an, Liang Sheng had gained a full five pounds.
“Wahhh…” No more gaining weight. Time to start her diet plan.
“A-Sheng, I made cola cakes. Want some…?”
“I’m coming!” Liang Sheng bolted toward Song An’an.
Diets could wait until after this meal! Besides, some people just packed it all onto their chests anyway.
As for Song An’an herself, she harbored some feelings deep in her heart. During class, at the door to Liang Sheng’s classroom in the grade above, Class Monitor A-Sheng voiced her dissatisfaction to her classmates. She didn’t understand why, but catching sight of that bold, unrelenting girl made her vaguely irritated, though she couldn’t pinpoint the reason. All she could do was watch from afar.
She felt an inexplicable fondness for Liang Sheng too, but for some reason, she just couldn’t bring herself to strike up a conversation.
Liang Sheng was much like a dead fish these days, lying low. She just wanted high school to end soon so she could dive into college life.
As for her current situation, there was plenty of gossip flying around. She’d come out of the closet and was dating Song An’an. And yeah, it was all true.
