Agreeing to Be Her Girlfriend
She patted the snake tail through the quilt. Wherever her hand landed, the tail dodged. The height of the quilt’s bulge always allowed her to accurately grasp the hiding tail.
A night breeze picked up, slightly cool. After Xing Yue had played enough, she went to close the window. Returning from the balcony, she only then saw the extra box on the bed, instantly guessing what it was.
Opening it, it was indeed Bo Wuxue’s style. An oral toy, fully charged.
Under the manual was also a box of finger cots. From the image on the packaging, the index finger area was tipped with several little beads, and the shaft of the finger was textured with slightly raised tree-bark patterns.
She turned over the box. The materials listed on the back did not include latex.
Bo Wuxue really knew how to play. A strong desire stirred in Xing Yue’s heart.
The beauty was shy, fearful, but also anticipating something. Before long, the lights in the room went out. The quilt was abruptly yanked away. Bu Yao hadn’t even adjusted to the darkness before her mouth was captured in a biting kiss. Between breaths was Xing Yue’s freshly showered scent, a surge of warm rose fragrance.
She tried eagerly to kiss Xing Yue back. Lips brushed and sucked, snake tongues touched each other.
Mm… Xing Yue’s lips were truly soft. She kissed deeply, unable to resist climbing onto shoulders, deepening the kiss.
But at the height of passion, Xing Yue’s next move never came. Bu Yao’s eyes turned dazed. The woman on top of her rocked against her body. Initially a shallow motion, but as Xing Yue’s breathing turned urgent and chaotic, the movement became increasingly ungentle.
Realizing what Xing Yue was doing, Bu Yao’s entire body stiffened. Listening to Xing Yue’s relieved, provocative sighs by her ear, Bu Yao’s cheeks burned.
She didn’t know how long it lasted before Xing Yue finally stopped, collapsing onto Bu Yao to rest. She bit her ear, kissed her hair, rolled over to lie beside her, wrapped herself snugly in the quilt, and contentedly fell asleep.
Bu Yao: “…”
Sullenly, she turned on her side to face Xing Yue. Although the bedroom light was off, she could still faintly make out the contours of Xing Yue’s features.
Completely disregarding her feelings, satisfying herself and then going straight to sleep.
Bu Yao was so angry her chest hurt. She wanted to wake Xing Yue and not let her sleep, but then remembered Xing Yue had to go to the company tomorrow. Still, she couldn’t swallow this anger. What was the meaning of this?
Smack. Bu Yao slapped Xing Yue’s leg. The crisp, clear sound of the slap echoed in the room. Unsurprisingly, Xing Yue’s leg would be numb for a few seconds from that hit.
Caught off guard, Xing Yue sucked in a breath: “Hiss… what are you hitting me for out of nowhere?”
Bu Yao turned on the bedside lamp, fury shrouding her brow. She demanded: “You tell me? Who told you to sleep?”
She pulled Xing Yue up: “You can’t sleep!”
She even threw Xing Yue’s pillow on the floor. She was truly angry, feeling like she was no different to Xing Yue than those little toys Bo Wuxue had sent—both just provided relief for Xing Yue. Did Xing Yue even care about the little toy’s feelings?
Watching the Eldest Miss get truly serious, Xing Yue lay back on the bed, looking up at Bu Yao. Her voice came out lazy: “Can’t blame me. It takes at least fourteen hours for your snake species. I have to get up early tomorrow for work. There’s no time. Being left hanging is the worst.”
This was why the divorce rate in this world was so high. Many snake species required over ten hours for mating joy. Of course, you could pause in the middle, but without complete satisfaction, one might easily cuddle with another snake. Possibly during the pause, a partner might already go off with someone else.
Such was their snake nature. Infidelity and divorce were common.
Hearing this explanation, Bu Yao’s anger flared even higher: “Who are you trying to fool! Then why did you do that on me just now? What gives you the right?”
This wasn’t fair to her. If that was the case, don’t touch her at all!
What right did Xing Yue have to treat her like a tool and toss her aside after use?
She was so furious, especially because of Xing Yue’s attitude. Bu Yao’s heart went half cold. The tip of her nose stung sharply. If she blinked again, tears would come streaming down.
Seeing the Eldest Miss like this, Xing Yue’s drowsiness cleared considerably. She always intentionally or unintentionally said assholish things in revenge for the past humiliations Bu Yao had put her through.
It felt like the only way to see a Bu Yao who wouldn’t leave no matter how Xing Yue pushed her away. A Bu Yao who stuck to her no matter what she said or did now. Her psyche was so twisted that she sought pleasure in this—the smug satisfaction of watching the Eldest Miss cry and rage over her casual words, of gripping the Eldest Miss’s emotions tightly in her hand.
Xing Yue couldn’t help thinking how dark her own heart was. Even now, in this situation, she still didn’t want to apologize. Her tone was even vicious: “The Eldest Miss can do the same thing on me. I’m not stopping you.”
Bu Yao, whose emotions had been taut all along, saw Xing Yue’s complete indifference. It was like night and day compared to her warm, soft demeanor during the day. Bu Yao wasn’t a fool. How could she not sense Xing Yue’s complex feelings for her…
Forced by her mother into a job she hated, forced to eat humble pie, enduring humiliation to earn money, with no outlet for release. Xing Yue treated her well one moment, poorly the next, oscillating back and forth. Wanted revenge on her, yet also kind of liked her. Would coax her if she felt like it, but when she didn’t, Xing Yue ignored her.
Bu Yao wiped her eyes. She said nothing, turning her back to Xing Yue and lying down in silence.
The room fell into cold stillness and silence. Though two people lay on the same bed, it felt as if several mountains lay between them.
Just as Xing Yue thought the Eldest Miss was secretly crying and started to feel a pang of guilt, she hugged Bu Yao from behind, feeling utterly remorseful. Damn it, she shouldn’t have taken it so far.
Bu Yao’s voice suddenly rang out clearly in the night—
“Xing Yue, you cheap bastard.”
She makes a move, Xing Yue acts dismissive. She stops making moves, Xing Yue comes clinging right up.
“…”
Having been scolded, Xing Yue awkwardly let go, forcibly salvaging some dignity.
Bu Yao turned around, fiercely kissing Xing Yue’s lips. The thin silk nightgown was ripped open with a ripping sound.
Perhaps driven by anger, the little Fire Snake who knew nothing about topping muddled through purely by instinct—clumsy and urgent.
Strength poorly controlled, explorations in unknown directions, hands trembling with nervousness…
Xing Yue gently wiped the sweat flowing down Bu Yao’s forehead for her sake. Her eyes shimmered, stirring with spring ripples. Her heartbeat was unusually fast.
The Eldest Miss’s appearance like this really made one’s heart fall.
The scorching sun hung high. Cicadas in the greenery of the residential complex chirped incessantly. It wasn’t noisy, but hearing the sound while staying in an air-conditioned room was enough to make anyone feel the summer heat.
Xing Yue said she’d get up early. Her alarm rang eight times and she still didn’t wake. Her nightgown lay discarded on the floor, along with finger cots scattered everywhere—clear evidence that sleep had been impossible last night.
Her phone rang. Its owner was still deep in slumber, showing no signs of waking.
The moment the call connected, Qiao Rui launched into a blistering tirade: “What time is it?! Just what time is it, I’m asking you, Xing Yue!”
“Twelve thirty in the afternoon,” a cold, measured voice responded unhurriedly. The woman sounded displeased.
Qiao Rui paused for a second, then instantly switched her tone: “Oh my, Miss Bu is there too? My sincere apologies. I was just thinking, with weather this hot, maybe I should order a tub of ice cream for Xing Yue to cool off. Summer and ice cream—the best match.”
Bu Yao didn’t give her any face: “No need.”
“Right away! Sorry for disturbing you then. Take a good rest. It’s my fault, so clumsy, how could I pick this time to call? I must have woken Miss Bu from her nap. I’m guilty. So guilty.”
She rambled on endlessly. Bu Yao hung up the phone directly.
She put down the phone and propped herself up halfway, looking down at Xing Yue. She was probably truly exhausted. Even answering a phone call hadn’t disturbed Xing Yue’s sleep. Her breathing was even. She was in a deep sleep.
Bu Yao used her index finger to gently touch Xing Yue’s slightly swollen red lips. Looking closely, she could still see the bite marks left on them. Still echoing in her ears were the words Xing Yue had said last night, agreeing to be her girlfriend—
“Please… I beg you… hnn… I agree. I agree, okay…”
