Chapter 54: Have I Ever Told You How Beautiful You Are?

Ji Zhenshi simply assumed that Li Yunli didn’t want her looking at that unhealthy stuff anymore. She nodded quickly in agreement. “Got it. I won’t watch it again. I swear, I won’t touch that kind of thing anymore.”

She hadn’t even been watching it in the first place!

Ji Zhenshi swallowed hard, feeling the need to defend herself a little. “Sister A-Yun, this is my first time falling in love. I don’t know anything, so that’s why I looked up those videos. The most I’d seen before were a few scenes in movies, but that’s totally different, right? You don’t think I’m some pervert, do you?”

“The truth is, I didn’t watch them. I never even thought about that stuff before. I’ve never had a girlfriend, you know? Don’t worry—if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be interested at all. I was just scared I’d give you a bad experience. What if you got mad and kicked me out of bed?”

She rambled on like that, even throwing in some humor to lighten the mood, doing her best to smooth over the awkwardness of the evening.

Talk about drama!

She was an innocent victim here too. She’d lost her tablet to poisoning, shelled out for two packs of condoms, and now caused a misunderstanding with Sister A-Yun to top it all off.

Li Yunli didn’t interrupt her. She listened until Ji Zhenshi finished, her eyes softening completely. “I don’t think Xiao Zhen’s a pervert, and I won’t get mad and kick you out of bed. What I meant was, don’t watch videos. I’ll teach you.”

What!?

Ji Zhenshi’s eyes flew wide open as a shiver ran through her body. “Really? You mean what I think you mean? Exactly like that?”

Happiness had come out of nowhere. Ji Zhenshi’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at Li Yunli.

“Yes. I wanted to tell Xiao Zhen that this is perfectly normal. There’s no need to feel ashamed. Embrace your desires—everything that stems from love shouldn’t make you embarrassed.” Li Yunli’s guidance was gentle and patient.

“Ah!” Ji Zhenshi’s eyes gleamed with excitement. She cupped Li Yunli’s face and planted a big kiss on her forehead.

The rollercoaster of emotions had flipped in an instant.

She had Sister A-Yun—what did she need videos for?

“So, can we do it tonight?” Ji Zhenshi asked eagerly.

“…” Li Yunli looked away, her head spinning from Ji Zhenshi’s enthusiasm.

Ji Zhenshi was so direct!

And those sparkling eyes made it impossible to say no.

Li Yunli slipped out of her grasp and stood up. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Does that mean yes?”

“…”

“You just agreed to it.”

“…”

“Sister A-Yun, can I wash with you?”

This time, her response was the crisp click of the door locking.

Ji Zhenshi sat in the living room, utterly dumbfounded for a good while. She replayed everything Li Yunli had said to her.

So she wasn’t repulsed. She was even okay with it—offering to teach her.

Anticipation burned like wildfire. Ji Zhenshi ignored her poisoned tablet and paced the living room.

What should she do? What would happen next?

This was thrilling!

Ji Zhenshi paced restlessly until the moment Li Yunli opened the door. She bit her lower lip, looking at her with eager anticipation.

Her gaze burned with intensity as she smiled softly at Li Yunli.

Li Yunli beckoned to her. “Xiao Zhen, can you come help me blow-dry my hair?”

Of course she could.

Without a second thought, Ji Zhenshi followed Li Yunli into the bedroom.

Li Yunli sat on the edge of the bed, her half-dried hair partially veiling her features. Her gaze was filled with tender affection, and even without a word, she exuded an irresistible allure.

It was subtly seductive, leaving Ji Zhenshi blushing furiously.

“Sister A-Yun, let me have it. I’ll take care of you.” Ji Zhenshi climbed onto the bed and knelt behind her. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Li Yunli’s slender, straight legs beneath her nightgown—stunningly beautiful.

As she gathered a handful of long hair in her palm, Ji Zhenshi couldn’t help glancing at Li Yunli.

Pushing the hair aside revealed her snow-white skin, the collar of her damp nightgown clinging to her soft curves. Ji Zhenshi’s breathing grew heavier. Suddenly, she remembered the bite mark on Li Yunli’s chest from the last time they’d stayed over.

Had she done that when she was drunk?

Highly likely!

Her cheeks burned hot. Ji Zhenshi’s palm slid down along Li Yunli’s spine as she murmured involuntarily, “Sister A-Yun, have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

Her words were blunt. Ji Zhenshi’s breath mingled with the warm air from the hairdryer, enveloping Li Yunli. The rhythm of her breathing quickened in her ear.

Li Yunli’s lips curved softly. Her long legs crossed casually. “Xiao Zhen is very cute too.”

The effortlessly cool kind of cute.

Ji Zhenshi’s fingers filled with soft strands of hair, but her attention wandered, her blow-drying growing careless. “That was such a generic response. It’s like I’m some fan who’s trekked across mountains just to see you, gushing about how much I like you, and you give me the standard ‘thanks for your support’ line you use on everyone.”

Li Yunli unscrewed the cap of the lotion on the nightstand and squeezed some into her palm. Hearing Ji Zhenshi’s words, she turned to her with misty eyes, a playful mix of reluctance and invitation in her gaze.

“But I only have Xiao Zhen.” Li Yunli’s nose nuzzled affectionately against the back of Ji Zhenshi’s hand. They were so close now, their breaths mingling in intimate whispers that filled the small room.

The hairdryer slipped from her grasp at some point, clattering crisply to the floor. Ji Zhenshi seized Li Yunli’s wrist, their palms pressing together to share the lotion. “Let me put it on for you.”

She wrapped her arms around Li Yunli’s slim waist and pushed her down, eager to explore every inch of her, greedily inhaling her scent.

“Sister A-Yun, you said you’d teach me.” Desire flared in Ji Zhenshi’s eyes. She pinned Li Yunli’s graceful waist, their fingers interlacing beside her ear as she kissed from her lips downward.

Ji Zhenshi’s kisses lacked finesse; they brimmed only with raw possessiveness.

Li Yunli’s lips bumped against her teeth several times. Unable to hold back, she cupped Ji Zhenshi’s face, gazing at her with watery tenderness, her own desire evident.

“Good Child, slow down a little.”

If it was for Ji Zhenshi, how could Li Yunli not want to give her everything—body and soul?

She held Ji Zhenshi’s face and kissed her softly, her touch so lingering and gentle that it effortlessly stirred the heat within.

Ji Zhenshi froze in place, letting Li Yunli set the pace.

No matter the moment, Li Yunli was always gentle—even in bed. She laid herself completely bare for Ji Zhenshi, letting her take what she wanted while slowly guiding the inexperienced girl.

“Mm…” Soft moans escaped her lips. The lotion in Ji Zhenshi’s palm seemed to melt into liquid against Li Yunli’s skin, which was flushing pink.

Ji Zhenshi didn’t forget to apply the lotion properly.

Her skin gave off a faint camellia scent. “Is it camellia?”

“Mm, the perfume you asked about today smells like this too.” Li Yunli buried her face in the soft pillow. Her fingertips, already turning red, pulled the blanket up over Ji Zhenshi’s shoulders.

It wasn’t shyness at their nakedness—it was fear that she’d get cold.

Ji Zhenshi pecked her forehead lightly and continued dutifully with the lotion, though her hands grew bolder. She grinned suddenly. “Sister A-Yun, are you going to cry later?”

Li Yunli’s face was flushed. “No.”

“Why not?”

“Are you a walking encyclopedia of whys?”

Li Yunli hooked her leg around Ji Zhenshi’s waist, guiding her hand to the buttons on her chest. Her eyes shimmered with seductive allure.

Ji Zhenshi pinched playfully, making Li Yunli frown silently.

Such a reckless kid—no sense of delicacy!

Unwilling to argue, Li Yunli quietly indulged her clumsiness.

With everything exposed, Ji Zhenshi’s eyes lit up. “Sister A-Yun, you really are so beautiful.”

“Mm…” Li Yunli paid no mind to the praise, leaning her full weight against Ji Zhenshi instead.

They’d come this far. Li Yunli started to sign, “Gentler.”

But Ji Zhenshi didn’t see, lowering her head instead.

Abruptly, Li Yunli arched her back involuntarily, her head tilting back sharply. Her long neck tensed as she frowned slightly, enduring the discomfort.

She looked breathtakingly alluring, impossible to look away from.

Breathing raggedly, Li Yunli couldn’t make a sound, her chest heaving dramatically—like she’d been thoroughly bullied.

No surprise there—she clearly knew nothing. Even the paid lessons hadn’t taught her much.

Eager little rascal.

Li Yunli turned her head, hiding half her face in the pillow to steady her emotions.

Ji Zhenshi rested her forehead against Li Yunli’s, her movements slowing to a stop. The air between them grew thick and still. She didn’t pull away, just lowered her head to Li Yunli’s shoulder.

A few minutes later, as Li Yunli regained her composure and tried to sit up to check on her, she sensed something wet on her shoulder.

Then came Ji Zhenshi’s choked sob. “Sorry, Sister A-Yun. My hand… it feels weak.”

Li Yunli grabbed her right hand, but Ji Zhenshi was left-handed.

It had been fine at first, but then she’d faltered. Maybe from nerves—her right hand felt completely limp.

Li Yunli paused, then understood.

Amused, she cupped Ji Zhenshi’s pitiful, teary face. “Crying again?”

She’d just asked if Li Yunli would cry, and here she was turning into a waterworks first.

And the reason for her tears was so absurd it was almost funny.

“Did I disappoint you?” Ji Zhenshi cried guiltily.

Li Yunli gently rubbed her earlobe and took her left hand. “Not at all. Xiao Zhen was amazing. I just forgot our Good Child is left-handed. It’s fine—I’m all yours tonight. Take your time.”

She took the initiative and kissed Ji Zhenshi’s lips.

Emboldened with her left hand, Ji Zhenshi grew much more confident, teasing Li Yunli mercilessly since she couldn’t speak or refuse.

“I’m not weak.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Does it feel bad?”

Li Yunli panted heavily. Ji Zhenshi had stopped crying and was bombarding her with questions. But whenever she tried to sign a response, Ji Zhenshi pinned her hands mischievously.

She kept asking without letting her answer.

Frustrated, Li Yunli finally shoved hard at Ji Zhenshi’s shoulders. She gripped them tightly but didn’t dare use force, fearing she’d hurt her. In the end, anxious tears welled up at the corners of her eyes.

In the chaos, she left a faint red scratch on Ji Zhenshi’s chin.

“Sister A-Yun? Like this?”

Li Yunli wrapped her arms around Ji Zhenshi’s neck. Her gaze flicked to the four torn condom wrappers on the nightstand. “Baby, once you’ve learned, stop asking.”

Feeling her uncontrollable shudders, Ji Zhenshi poked her fluffy head out from under the covers. “There’s no end to learning. I have so much more to master.”

“…”

Li Yunli threw her head back, struggling to catch her breath, while Ji Zhenshi brimmed with enthusiasm.

Youth was truly a wonderful thing.

Ji Zhenshi looped her arms around Li Yunli’s waist and rested on her chest, meeting her eyes sheepishly. “Sister A-Yun, are you tired?”

Li Yunli’s body was slick with a thin sheen of sweat. Ji Zhenshi lifted the blanket, brushed aside the damp strands from her forehead, and kissed her gently. “Thank you, Sis.”

“Xiao Zhen was great.” Li Yunli propped herself up, still riding the aftershocks, her waist too sore to straighten.

She collapsed back into the soft bedding, her entire body limp.

But she could clearly see the lingering heat in Ji Zhenshi’s gaze. Mindful that it was their first time, Ji Zhenshi restrained her inner spark.

Hmph, at least she knew to care for her sister. Worth every bit of spoiling.

Ji Zhenshi rolled off the bed barefoot and scooped Li Yunli up in a princess carry. “Come on, time for a bath.”

“No, I’ll go myself. Put your shoes on—don’t go barefoot.”

Li Yunli firmly shut Ji Zhenshi out the door, signaling the end of the night.

Ji Zhenshi still carried the strong camellia scent. Tonight might have been the most thorough lotion application Li Yunli had ever given, and after all that, Ji Zhenshi’s energy remained high.

She glanced down at her right hand, feeling a belated embarrassment over her embarrassing debut.

Good thing Sister A-Yun wouldn’t hold it against her.

She obediently slipped on her shoes, tidied the messy bed, and tossed the trash—including the wrappers—into the bin.

Ji Zhenshi picked up the box from the nightstand and chuckled again.

She opened the drawer to put it away. Her gaze caught on some hospital lettering, so she looked closer.

It was a medical record from the Psychological Hospital, with Li Yunli’s name on it.

Sister A-Yun was in psychological treatment?

Ji Zhenshi flipped open Li Yunli’s ever-present notebook. Li Yunli had a habit of jotting her daily schedule on the first page each day—sometimes even plans for days ahead. It only took a few pages to find an appointment with Doctor Lin at the Psychological Hospital.

Narrowing her eyes, Ji Zhenshi noted the date was four days from now. Matching it against her own schedule, she’d be back from the competition by then.

She put everything back exactly as she’d found it, changed the sheets, and headed out.

When Li Yunli emerged from the bath, Ji Zhenshi was gone for a second—then the door opened again. She carried a cup of flower tea. “Sister A-Yun, have some water.”

“…”

Li Yunli bit her lip, sensing something knowing in Ji Zhenshi’s eyes.

“Thanks, Xiao Zhen.” Only then did she notice everything had been cleaned up. She slipped back into the soft bed, with Ji Zhenshi still standing at the foot.

“Hm?” Li Yunli thought she had something to say.

Ji Zhenshi was quiet for a moment, then smiled suddenly. “I had a great time today. I hope Sister A-Yun did too.”

“I did too.”