Chapter 119: Can I Have You Too?

As soon as she opened the door, Ji Zhenshi pinned Li Yunli against the back of it, her passionate kiss descending like a storm.

After holding back all day, Li Yunli was finally hers alone.

Like reclaiming a cherished toy that belonged to her, Ji Zhenshi didn’t want to let go for even a second. She held her close and kissed her again and again.

“Aren’t you tired today, Xiao Zhen?” Li Yunli wrapped her arms around her neck. Hihi perked up at the sound and came waddling excitedly over, circling at their feet.

After such a busy day, one could only say that Ji Zhenshi had impressive stamina.

Li Yunli’s legs went weak from the kisses, and she needed the woman in front of her for support to keep from sliding to the floor.

Ji Zhenshi’s arms encircled Li Yunli’s soft waist. “Not tired at all. I have plenty of energy. You smell so good, Sis.”

Li Yunli was both fragrant and soft, and holding her in her arms warmed Ji Zhenshi’s heart.

Like a gardenia flower in full bloom, soft to the touch and melting the heart.

Li Yunli had promised to let her hold her as much as she wanted upon her return, especially since Ji Zhenshi had surprised her today with a different kind of dominance—one that made her want to surrender completely.

She loved this side of Ji Zhenshi. She had grown up, becoming her pillar of support.

“I haven’t said it properly yet. Congratulations, Manager Li. May your business thrive, wealth flow in, and everything go smoothly.” Ji Zhenshi nuzzled her earlobe affectionately, kissing it over and over. Even her breath carried endless ambiguity, their body heat rising to an absurd degree.

She was really going to melt. Reclaimed at last.

Li Yunli offered her lips proactively, drawing Ji Zhenshi even closer into her embrace. “Thank you, Good Child. I’ll work even harder to give you a better life, building our home together.”

They really would have a home soon.

Ji Zhenshi smiled seductively. It took great effort to pull herself temporarily from Li Yunli’s gentle embrace. She fumbled hurriedly in her pocket for something wrapped tightly in a silk scarf.

Unwilling to let go of Li Yunli even for a moment, Ji Zhenshi kept one arm hooked around her waist.

A chill touched her neck. The stark contrast between her burning-hot skin and the cool emerald made Li Yunli shudder involuntarily.

In her haste, Ji Zhenshi somehow managed to clasp the necklace in one swift motion. Then she hugged Li Yunli’s waist tightly, lifting her up so that her slender legs wrapped around her hips.

Their kiss was urgent and fervent. “A peace buckle. The place I went on this business trip is famous for emeralds. I saw it in a shop window and thought it suited you perfectly, so it’s my opening gift for Sister A-Yun.”

All fatigue vanished. Before Li Yunli could even glance at the necklace, she was thrown back into another wave of Ji Zhenshi’s passion.

When the kiss ended, Li Yunli leaned on her shoulder for a couple of seconds to catch her breath, then reached up to touch the necklace around her neck.

The texture was finely polished and smooth to the touch—exquisite and clearly not cheap.

A penny-pincher like her didn’t mind blowing her savings on someone she loved, just to bring back an accessory worthy of her.

“I love it. Thank you, Good Child.” Li Yunli’s clothes were half-undone, the peace buckle resting beautifully against her collarbone and complementing her skin tone. It was stunning. With each rise and fall of her breathing, even the emerald seemed to carry Li Yunli’s warmth.

Ji Zhenshi leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on the peace buckle. It really did hold Li Yunli’s warmth, stirring endless fantasies. “I love it too.”

The white lace was beautiful, making Li Yunli even more alluring and seductive.

“What do you love?” Li Yunli’s breath came unevenly.

“The new packaging on my exclusive little treat.” Instead of heading to the bedroom, Ji Zhenshi carried Li Yunli straight to the sofa and pressed her down onto it. Gazing at the flushed face beneath her, she lightly kissed her brows and eyes.

Desire always made her shoulders quiver, drawing her skin even closer to Ji Zhenshi’s.

Li Yunli could feel Ji Zhenshi’s fervor, but she indulged her.

Today was a perfect day—worth commemorating, worth celebrating.

So Li Yunli rarely felt inspired. She coaxed Ji Zhenshi to freshen up, then turned off the room lights and switched on the projector. The sunset-like golden glow made the evening exceptionally cozy.

Li Yunli had specially brought back the roses from Ji Zhenshi.

She had received many bouquets today, but only brought Ji Zhenshi’s home. She arranged them in a vase on the coffee table. The two sat on the rug, ready to watch a movie.

Ji Zhenshi was a bit displeased at the interruption. Fresh from her shower, she dove straight into Li Yunli’s lap on the floor. “What movie? A romance? You’re tired today. Why not rest first?”

Then she noticed Li Yunli’s sleepwear peeking out from under the thin blanket. Her eyes lit up, and she said sincerely, “So pretty. It really suits your figure.”

The sheer fabric was nearly transparent, teasingly outlining her curves—sexy and captivating, impossible to look away from.

Li Yunli really had great taste.

“Not tired at all. I feel much better after showering, so I want to spend time with Xiao Zhen. But thanks for the compliment. As long as you like it.” Li Yunli wrapped them both in the thin blanket and fiddled with the remote to adjust the screen.

Ji Zhenshi couldn’t tear her eyes away. She reached up and circled Li Yunli’s waist. “Mm.”

The movie started—a romance.

Li Yunli scooped Hihi into her arms and gently rubbed her little ears. In a soft voice, she said, “About Zhou Hao today—I want to say that I haven’t been in touch with him. He just comes to the shop often, and he did suggest the location for the new store. I had no idea he was married beforehand. That woman’s words aren’t reliable.”

She figured Ji Zhenshi probably hadn’t heard much. With her impulsive nature, she had likely charged in as soon as something felt off.

Ji Zhenshi’s gaze stayed on the movie. At Li Yunli’s explanation, she replied without hesitation, “You don’t need to explain, Sister A-Yun. We both know how much we love each other. This stuff is trivial—no explanation needed.”

Her tone was light and breezy, as if she hadn’t taken Li Yunli’s words to heart.

She’d never really been jealous before—just possessive.

They no longer doubted each other’s feelings. Their hearts and eyes were filled only with one another.

“Mm.” Li Yunli murmured in agreement. Her soft gaze fell on Ji Zhenshi, taking in her handsome profile and beautiful contours.

Nestled gently into her embrace, Li Yunli felt at peace.

Her peace was Ji Zhenshi.

Ji Zhenshi’s fingertips restlessly brushed Li Yunli’s waist. She seemed focused on the movie, but in truth, she wasn’t watching at all. “Shall we go watch the sunset? The city for my music festival next month apparently has beautiful summer sunsets. It’d be romantic to go with you. We could drive—it’s not far from here.”

“Sure. Next month should wrap up the opening rush, so I can take a break.” Li Yunli idly toyed with Ji Zhenshi’s stray hairs, pinching her soft ears. In moments, even the ear cartilage seemed to soften—adorably so.

“Mm…” Ji Zhenshi let out a low hum, lowering her eyes to gaze at Li Yunli.

Who could resist Li Yunli fresh from a bath?

Her lips were vividly red, as if tempting Ji Zhenshi to lose her reason bit by bit.

Curled in her arms, looking utterly at her mercy, Li Yunli made Ji Zhenshi’s heart stir. Movie-watching was the last thing on her mind.

She’d always admitted she was hopeless around Li Yunli.

Her hands grew limp with desire. Ji Zhenshi’s self-control lasted a mere five minutes against her. The atmosphere was perfect—everything felt natural. Li Yunli didn’t stop her; instead, she proactively offered a scorching, lingering kiss.

Just as Ji Zhenshi surrendered, Li Yunli cupped her face. Her eyes sparkled like stardust in the night sky, lips parting slightly. “Good Child, can I have you?”

Can I have you? Not I want to have you.

Even in this moment of absolute certainty about each other’s feelings, Li Yunli still respectfully sought Ji Zhenshi’s consent.

Gentle beyond words.

Li Yunli brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, her gaze rippling with affection like spring waters. “You’re so beautiful. I’ve always worried that picking this radiant flower would make you regret it, so I waited—until there were no more uncertainties, until free-spirited you could settle a little. But then I couldn’t wait anymore. Will you let me? I’ll be gentle, let you feel the pleasure I’ve known.”

Ji Zhenshi paused, the flames in her eyes burning hotter. Li Yunli’s voice was lovely, soft and coaxing like speaking to a child.

How could she not be moved?

Her fingertips trembled involuntarily. Ji Zhenshi lowered her head, feeling the rise and fall of Li Yunli’s chest—like vibrating strings conveying profound emotion. Their hearts resonated in perfect harmony.

“I don’t think I can refuse Sis.”

As Li Yunli held her breath tensely, waiting for a reply, Ji Zhenshi’s muffled voice sounded right by her heart.

Overjoyed, Li Yunli cupped Ji Zhenshi’s face and kissed her over and over.

She gently lifted the fabric, like unwrapping a gift. She knew what lay beneath, yet anticipation still thrilled her.

“Our Xiao Zhen is so good.” Li Yunli’s eyes brimmed with laughter.

Ji Zhenshi leaned back against the sofa, her neck taut, hands casually draped over the cushions—like a kitten exposing its soft belly.

With a little huff, she said, “Sister A-Yun is too easily satisfied.”

Thinking of cats, Li Yunli glanced at Hihi sleeping on the rug. She pulled a tissue and draped it over Hihi’s head, as if to cover her eyes.

Hihi wasn’t allowed to watch. Hihi was still just a kitten.

They tossed and turned, but Li Yunli’s movements were feather-light—utmost gentleness, utmost care, utmost thoughtfulness. She claimed her girl with reverent caution.

She really was beautiful, and in that moment, Li Yunli felt her life brim with fulfillment. Satisfaction filled her heart as she devoutly received this pure essence.

“Were you happy tonight?” Li Yunli tidied everything up and pulled her close, holding her tightly. Her hand slipped to Ji Zhenshi’s lower back, rubbing gently.

She always worried she might feel uncomfortable, yet she’d been so gentle—every motion perfectly measured, restrained from greed, knowing when to stop.

Ji Zhenshi shook her head and nuzzled deeper into Li Yunli’s arms, like a satiated cat glancing up. “I was very happy. Thank you, Sis.”

Truthfully, she was a bit unsatisfied, but Li Yunli fretted over her so much, refusing to continue no matter what. She even handled all the cleanup single-handedly.

“That’s good. Sleep now. We were both tired today. I shouldn’t have given in to impulse tonight. What if… Good Child, Sis is a little sorry for teasing you.” Li Yunli reflected deeply, kissing Ji Zhenshi’s brows and eyes with heartache.

Ji Zhenshi had stuck to her today, but she’d been busy too—and fresh off a morning flight straight to the shop.

Li Yunli sighed, joy and worry mingling.

She should have waited longer. The atmosphere tonight was too charged; she’d blurted it out on impulse, knowing Ji Zhenshi wouldn’t refuse.

“No way. I’m not tired at all. Sister A-Yun was so gentle. Tonight was wonderful.” Ji Zhenshi patted Li Yunli’s navel mischievously, poking it to cheer her up.

As expected, Li Yunli arched her back like a cat with its tail stepped on, immediately grabbing the offending hand.

“That tickles.” She huffed through her nose, fully capitulating.

Ji Zhenshi stopped teasing. “Then let’s sleep. Tomorrow I’ll help at the shop and guest as the featured performer on my exclusive stage.”

“Nothing else tomorrow?”

“How could I have work every day? I’d be a millionaire in no time.”

“Fair enough. Then welcome aboard, contestant Ji Zhenshi.”

Li Yunli patted Ji Zhenshi’s back. They were both exhausted; soon, Ji Zhenshi’s breathing evened out.

Gazing down at the sleeping face in her arms, Li Yunli couldn’t resist kissing her nose tip. Very softly, but earnestly, she whispered, “Thank you, Xiao Zhen. Xiao Zhen is my honey. Good night, sweet dreams.”

In her sleep, Ji Zhenshi felt the tickle and rolled over, seeking coolness.

Even with the AC on, two people hugging in midsummer would get hot.

Li Yunli chuckled at Ji Zhenshi’s heartless back. She draped a light blanket over her belly and murmured, “All happy now and ditching Sis? Xiao Zhen is naughty.”

This was the true reality of sharing a bed.

Good night, sweet dreams.

…

Since their spat, Li Yunli hadn’t had the chance to attend Ji Zhenshi’s live performances in person.

So this time, she deliberately grabbed tickets early to see her shine on stage.

Holding a light stick, Li Yunli watched Ji Zhenshi, full of vigor up on the platform.

She was still like she had been during the school celebration—likely even at thirty, she’d remain this free-spirited. She disliked ornate gowns and favored casual wear for non-major events.

This wasn’t a big stage, so Tang Xien hadn’t come along.

Li Yunli wasn’t used to the noisy crowd or the way the speakers near the front vibrated her chest, making her frown and cover her ears. Several times, she nearly left.

Ji Zhenshi came out later, so Li Yunli endured.

Those around her kept filming with their phones. She stayed still until Ji Zhenshi appeared.

Ji Zhenshi stepped out from backstage and scanned the crowd below, lighting up with a smile only when she spotted Li Yunli. She placed her violin on her shoulder.

It was a lively tune. Only then did Li Yunli raise her camera to snap photos.

It wasn’t a solo; a popular singer performed alongside her and others in collaboration.

But no matter how hot the singer was lately, Li Yunli’s lens captured only Ji Zhenshi.

In the sea of people, I light a lamp for you.

On stage, you dazzle brilliantly.

Once Ji Zhenshi’s part ended, Li Yunli lost interest in staying—even with pricey VIP tickets bought just to see her. She slipped away quietly.

At their agreed meeting spot, Ji Zhenshi waited until the end before sprinting over.

Li Yunli stood by the seaside, her long curls cascading down. She favored waves now. In a modest long dress, her soft figure and graceful curves drew the eye.

Ji Zhenshi slowed ten meters away, approaching step by step.

Li Yunli held a small piece of bread, feeding the seagulls. She smiled lightly now and then, her misty eyes delighted by the birds.

Ji Zhenshi hugged her from behind. “You bought VIP tickets just to leave early? Are the seagulls better than the show?”

“Too loud. I don’t like it. Are you done?” Li Yunli turned, nuzzling her nose against Ji Zhenshi’s chin proactively.

Ji Zhenshi nodded, grabbing her wrist and offering the bread forward. Teasing in her ear, she said, “See how worth your VIP ticket it is? Intimate interaction with the performer.”

A seagull pecked the bread from Li Yunli’s palm in an instant. Within seconds, her delicate skin reddened slightly. She pulled her hand back—unwilling to suffer for a bit of romance.

She shoved the remaining bread at Ji Zhenshi. “Yeah, yeah, my ticket’s the best deal. Should I get a photo and autograph too?”