Chapter 83: Extra 5
Ignoring her just now, and now coming to be attentive; too late. Wen Yu reached out and pushed away Ye Qizhen, who was leaning in. “Don’t come clinging to me.”
Ye Qizhen glanced at Soda lying obediently on the carpet, then looked at Wen Yu.
Is this…
Being jealous of a kitten?
Ye Qizhen smiled. “Why are you competing with Soda?”
Wen Yu threw her a cold look and said lightly, “You sleep on the sofa with Soda tonight.”
Sleep on the sofa?
Ye Qizhen pursed her lips, realizing she said the wrong thing.
Beside them, Soda seemed to understand his name, twisting his little body and rolling happily, even letting out a cute “meow” as if joining their chat. Quite funny.
Probably realizing the dialogue was too childish, both laughed in unison, especially hearing Soda’s milky meowing. Wen Yu patted Soda’s little head. “Good boy~”
“Meow—” Soda was like a little spirit, immediately climbing onto Wen Yu’s lap to lie comfortably, acting coquettishly, stretching his chin for Wen Yu to scratch.
Wen Yu simply picked up Soda and played with him, leaving Ye Qizhen hanging on the side, ignoring her.
Ye Qizhen was dumbfounded but wanted to laugh. Is this necessary? She sat down on the carpet too, stroking Soda absentmindedly, her attention more on Wen Yu. The way she coaxed the kitten was so gentle. Wen Yu ignored her, but she still approached slowly, circled Wen Yu and hugged her, petting the cat with her.
Hugging really worked. Wen Yu didn’t look at Ye Qizhen but let Ye Qizhen hug her, snickering with her head down.
Soda was indescribably happy, squinting his eyes comfortably into slits, naively charming. Kittens slept a lot; after being petted for a while, he started squinting and dozing off.
Seeing Wen Yu didn’t push her away, Ye Qizhen tightened her arms around Wen Yu’s waist, making the hug more intimate.
She liked hugging Wen Yu like this, smelling the fragrance on her body. Today it was a faint tea scent; without getting close, it only gave a cold sense of distance, but rubbing her nose against the skin, she could smell the hidden warmth and sweetness.
Tickled in the crook of her neck by the rubbing, Wen Yu turned her head.
Ye Qizhen remained calm, holding the hand Wen Yu was using to stroke Soda’s head, then leaning her face in front of Wen Yu.
“What?” Wen Yu asked upon seeing this.
“Letting you bully me,” Ye Qizhen said softly, specifically referring to Wen Yu’s love for pinching her cheeks.
Facing Ye Qizhen, Wen Yu’s expression only held for a second or two before she couldn’t help hooking her lips in a smile. One thing that moved her especially about Ye Qizhen was that whether she was really in a bad mood or just teasing her, Ye Qizhen would coax her seriously to make her happy.
Wen Yu just looked at Ye Qizhen and smiled, noncommittal.
Taking advantage of her raised lips, Ye Qizhen leaned forward and kissed her. After kissing, she didn’t pull away but circled Wen Yu in the corner, lowering her eyes and continuing to kiss the corner of her mouth, one after another, not giving her a chance to speak. She knew best which trick worked most effectively.
No matter how many times, she would still blush and have a racing heart, even just a gentle gaze after touching lips.
Wen Yu couldn’t be “cold” anymore. Rubbing Ye Qizhen’s cheek, she couldn’t help but cooperate and respond. Ye Qizhen kissed her lower lip, revealing a triumphant smile. Knew it.
Wen Yu kissed the dimple on her cheek. Impossible to spare her tonight.
Soda was woken up by the noise and very sensibly scurried away from Wen Yu’s lap. Wen Yu pulled Ye Qizhen directly to sit on her lap; this posture was obviously more convenient and comfortable for kissing. Ye Qizhen closed her eyes, constantly opening her lips to offer herself, entangling, wet, hot, and sticky.
Soda squatted on the side for a while, seeing no one accompanying him, so he pawed at the toy on the floor himself, enjoying it immensely.
Kissing in the summer night seemed to make people even more restless. Ye Qizhen grabbed Wen Yu’s hand, panting slightly and looking at her.
Wen Yu: “You said it.”
Ye Qizhen: “Mn?”
Wen Yu: “Let me bully you.”
Really holding a grudge. Ye Qizhen understood somewhat, but not completely. Wen Yu smiled and dragged her directly to the bathroom.
Their first time showering together was the first weekend after living together. Ye Qizhen remembered it deeply. Wen Yu asked her to bring a bath towel while showering. As soon as she handed the towel over, before she could react, she was pulled into the bathroom.
Today too.
Two people hugging together, kissing passionately, the skin of their backs ironing the glass door, dizzy and disoriented.
Being together for so long, unlike during the passionate love period where they wanted to be cloying every moment, once they got cloying, it was much more shameless. Doing whatever they liked.
Ye Qizhen understood what “bullying” meant.
Wen Yu dawdled, just wouldn’t—
As if on purpose.
After simply rinsing their bodies, Wen Yu squeezed shower gel on Ye Qizhen’s back and another pump into her own palm, hugging her from behind. Under the light rubbing of skin, foam increased.
Steam filled the air.
Ye Qizhen felt tormented. After rinsing off the foam on her body, she turned around and whispered to Wen Yu, “Let’s go out, so hot.”
Wen Yu asked hoarsely, knowingly: “Wet?”
Ye Qizhen’s eyes were helpless. Unlike Wen Yu, no matter how shameless she was, she was embarrassed to hang such words on her lips.
Wen Yu leaned close, burying her head to kiss the root of her ear.
Ye Qizhen leaned back, supporting herself on the sink with her hands behind her back to stand steady.
Wen Yu hugged her tightly in her arms in time.
Ye Qizhen whispered: “Wen Yu.”
Wen Yu: “What?”
Ye Qizhen frowned. “You are so annoying.”
“Wet?” Wen Yu just wanted to hear her say it.
Ye Qizhen bit her helplessly. “Mn.”
Wen Yu laughed uncontrollably.
Summer in Nancheng was terribly hot. The bathroom had no air conditioning, needless to say, the air could be described as scalding. After a long time, Ye Qizhen’s cheeks were dyed an unnatural red, the stray hair on her forehead soaked with steam and thin sweat. Wen Yu liked standing in front of the mirror hugging her, or face to face. Anyway, she would keep looking at her; didn’t know what special hobby this was.
Stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour.
Ye Qizhen felt for the tap and turned it on, lowering the water temperature. Cool water showering on the body felt comfortable. Wen Yu was afraid she would catch a cold and didn’t let her rinse for too long, pulling the bath towel from the rack to help her dry the water droplets.
There was a single sofa in the bedroom, bought by themselves after moving, but squeezing two people in was more than enough. Wen Yu hugged Ye Qizhen nestled in the sofa. “Tired already?”
Ye Qizhen just rubbed against her hair and kissed, not making a sound.
Resting in each other’s arms for not long.
Wen Yu picked up a ribbon from the side—the ribbon tying the gift box Ye Qizhen gave her last Valentine’s Day—and gently pulled Ye Qizhen’s hand.
Ye Qizhen: “Mn?”
Wen Yu looked expectant: “Try it.”
Ye Qizhen stammered with a red face: “Better not.”
Wen Yu was reasonable: “You said let me bully you?”
Ye Qizhen was speechless. Clearly a person uninterested in anything, why so enthusiastic in this aspect?
Doing whatever she thought in her heart, Wen Yu was always like this. In the end, she tied the ribbon neither loosely nor tightly around Ye Qizhen’s crossed wrists.
Ye Qizhen went soft on the sofa, looking down. Not sure if due to insecurity, a thin layer of goosebumps rose on her body. It seemed the more she couldn’t hug, the more she wanted to. While immersed, she wanted to break free from her wrists several times.
Late into the night.
Ye Qizhen didn’t even have the strength to speak. Really unable to bear it anymore, she almost begged Wen Yu aggrievedly: “Untie me.”
Only then did Wen Yu untie her wrists. “Uncomfortable?”
As soon as her wrists were free, Ye Qizhen hugged Wen Yu tightly immediately, her chest heaving ceaselessly from breathlessness. Only felt secure hugging; had no strength left at all.
Wen Yu hugged the silent Ye Qizhen. “Is it uncomfortable? Does it hurt?”
Ye Qizhen shook her head.
Wen Yu asked again: “Is your throat uncomfortable?”
Why mention throat for no reason? Ye Qizhen hid her face in the pillow.
Wen Yu kissed her forehead. “Shower again before sleeping.”
Ye Qizhen answered raspily: “No strength.”
Wen Yu smiled. “What are you thinking? Be more pure, okay?”
Ye Qizhen complained internally: Can I be as impure as you?
Waking up the next day, the bedroom was messy.
Ye Qizhen glanced at the finger cots on the floor that hadn’t been cleaned up in time, her face burning. They really went a bit too crazy last night.
Wen Yu pulled Ye Qizhen’s hand under the covers. Although not tied too tightly last night, it still left a mark. “Does it hurt?”
“You still ask.” Ye Qizhen glared at her without much imposing manner, then answered obediently, “Doesn’t hurt.”
“If you like it, next time we—”
“No.” Ye Qizhen cut off Wen Yu’s words.
Wen Yu guessed Ye Qizhen wouldn’t admit it verbally. She explained: “I’ll let you tie me.”
Ye Qizhen fell silent now.
Wen Yu smiled.
Ye Qizhen muttered: “I have no interest.”
Wen Yu saw through something, tilting her head to look at her. “Really don’t want to?”
Stared at by Wen Yu like this, Ye Qizhen hesitated to speak, finally popping out a weak sentence: “You said it.”
Nature exposed. Wen Yu smiled and pinched her waist. “Secretly passionate.”
