Chapter 64: Spanking Your Butt

Under Tang Xien’s reminder, Ji Zhenshi proposed terminating her contract with the company and quickly moved out of the dorm they had arranged for her.

She also seized the chance to play pitiful, softening Li Yunli’s heart and gaining her shelter. By a twist of fate, the two began living together.

“Sister A-Yun, I’m a homeless stray cat. Won’t you take me in?”

That was how Ji Zhenshi had sprawled in Li Yunli’s arms, acting spoiled toward her.

Li Yunli lowered her gaze to look at her but ignored the plea, continuing to read her book.

She clearly didn’t need to say anything—Ji Zhenshi could have moved in anyway, and she wouldn’t have objected.

But Ji Zhenshi was addicted to the drama, insisting on putting on this pitiful act.

“Wahhh, Sister A-Yun doesn’t want me.”

“Then I’ll go.”

Ji Zhenshi said it to herself, but her arms around Li Yunli’s waist only tightened.

Finally, Li Yunli got annoyed. “Fine, fine, fine. I want you. I’ll take you in.”

“You said it, Sister A-Yun. You’re the one inviting me. You want to live together, right?”

“. . .”

Because of the procedures with the company, Ji Zhenshi had no work lined up for the time being. She couldn’t take any jobs Tang Xien arranged for her either, or she’d violate the contract and get sued. So she ended up with plenty of idle time every day.

From then on, Ji Zhenshi lived a near-perfect life. In the mornings, she slept in until she woke naturally, enjoying loving breakfasts prepared by her wife. She’d spend the whole day lounging at the coffee shop, occasionally heading out to practice violin somewhere, then taking Grandma sightseeing. At night, worn out from play, she’d wait eagerly for Li Yunli to get off work, then cuddle up with her fragrant, soft wife to sleep—being pampered to sleep, the envy of even Xiao Ning.

Unexpected happiness had descended upon her. Though Zheng Siqi often threatened and mocked her verbally, and though her account with tens of thousands of fans had been reclaimed and she was banned from any company-sponsored competitions or performances, her days were still fulfilling and joyful.

Tang Xien had hired the best lawyer. If the termination process didn’t go through, she’d help Ji Zhenshi sue the company.

Ji Zhenshi was happy to take it easy, handing full authority to Tang Xien. She was lucky to have such a good teacher—it saved her a ton of effort.

Lucky again, Ji Zhenshi.

The company probably knew Tang Xien had the capital to drag things out, so it was better to let her pay the penalty fee and leave. The process went smoothly.

After half a year of nonstop busyness since graduation, right around the New Year, Ji Zhenshi finally got a brief respite.

“Xiao Zhen, don’t lie there staring at the tablet like that. It’s bad for your eyes. It’ll be inconvenient if you end up nearsighted and need glasses.”

Fresh out of the shower, Li Yunli saw Ji Zhenshi sprawled on the bed with the tablet, her feet kicking obediently in the air. If she had a tail, it would surely be wagging back and forth.

She was so well-behaved. Li Yunli’s heart softened at the sight. She walked over and patted Ji Zhenshi’s springy butt, reminding her once more, “No lying down with the tablet.”

The rascal had gotten addicted to short videos on her tablet and confiscated it, calling it a “requisition.” In truth, she was using it to play games and watch videos, leaving Li Yunli to handle the shop’s records on her laptop.

She wasn’t very skilled with it, so it took her even longer each day.

The bad little imp had no consideration for her big sister.

“You really… act just like a mom disciplining her kid!” Ji Zhenshi tore her eyes from the tablet, rubbed her sore butt, and rolled over. Wrapping herself in the blanket, she glared at Li Yunli.

She really seemed like a mother managing her own child.

Mother and daughter… such a taboo thrill.

Li Yunli pulled back the covers and slipped into bed. “What messy nonsense are you thinking about in that head of yours?”

“. . .”

Some inexplicable tacit understanding synced them to the same wavelength.

Li Yunli was definitely thinking the same thing, which was why she was scolding her.

“What? Then spank my butt.” Ji Zhenshi said discontentedly.

“Spank your butt, and I’m suddenly your mom?” Li Yunli picked up the half-read book from the nightstand and flipped to the page she’d left off yesterday, resuming her reading.

Their cohabitation needed no adjustment period. They were used to each other and understood one another’s habits.

In the same space, they each did their own thing.

Before bed, Li Yunli liked to read for a bit, while Ji Zhenshi was far more free-spirited—mostly gaming for a while, occasionally sticking close to chat about this and that, with no routine at all, just going by her mood.

Ji Zhenshi scooted closer to Li Yunli. “No, you’re my wife, my one and only big sister.”

“Mm, good girl. But that doesn’t stop me from spanking your butt if you’re naughty in the future.” Li Yunli’s response was a bit perfunctory—she was focused on her book.

Seeing she hadn’t captured Li Yunli’s attention, Ji Zhenshi wondered: Was her charm not greater than a mere book?

So she deliberately said, “Wait, I didn’t even say what I was thinking. You’re scolding me—does that mean you were thinking the same thing?”

“Hm? Sister A-Yun, don’t dodge the issue, okay? You were totally thinking it too!”

“So Sister A-Yun likes this kind of thrill? Role-playing, huh? Pretty bold. How about we try it sometime?”

She said whatever came to mind, thanks to that rumor-spreading mouth of hers.

Li Yunli put on her glasses and shot Ji Zhenshi a sideways glance. Knowing she could never outtalk her, she simply returned to her book.

Day after day, that head of hers was filled with such thoughts. Xiao Zhen had gone bad—no longer the weak, teary little thing she once was.

“Hmph, fine, ignore me and I’ll ignore you.” Seeing Li Yunli pay her no mind, Ji Zhenshi turned her back in a huff. She wriggled around under the covers, unable to find a comfortable position, and finally got out of bed to sit at the desk.

Throwing a tantrum. Li Yunli watched her stubborn back, her lips curving faintly. She had no intention of coaxing her.

Ji Zhenshi couldn’t sleep without her at night—she’d come scampering back soon enough.

A bit of backbone, but not too much.

The room fell quiet. After reading for a while, Li Yunli, worn out from the day’s work, felt sleepiness come on. She closed her book and reached out to pat Ji Zhenshi’s back, gazing at her tenderly. “Time for bed, good child.”

Ji Zhenshi was typing furiously on the laptop, recording something. She glanced back at Li Yunli. “You go ahead and sleep. I’m not tired yet. I’ll finish up soon.”

Li Yunli thought she was still sulking and needed coaxing. She knew Ji Zhenshi’s temper—she wasn’t one to make a fuss. A little coaxing, and she’d come around. So Li Yunli was willing to give her a way to save face.

She patted Ji Zhenshi’s back again and found her arms chilly. “What are you doing? Sitting here without a jacket—it’s cold. You’ll catch a chill and feel awful.”

“I’m not cold.” Ji Zhenshi said it stiffly, but she shivered and curled her legs up, hunching into a ball as she typed faster.

She was a little cold, actually…

But some inexplicable sense of pride from Ji Zhenshi kept her from admitting it.

“How could you not be cold? Be good and come to bed. Don’t get sick.” Li Yunli bent down for a closer look and saw she wasn’t gaming—she was making a travel guide.

Seeing her lean in, Ji Zhenshi volunteered, “I’m not playing games. Didn’t I say we’d go skiing over New Year? I’m prepping the itinerary ahead of time.”

Li Yunli definitely wouldn’t spend New Year with Li Ying. In the past, she’d gone back to the Ji Family, but it was never very happy. She’d usually leave by the third day of the New Year.

Ji Zhenshi had no plans to go home this year either. She always got cold mockery and sarcasm there anyway—nothing but jabs about her violin skills not landing her a job, topping out as a teacher at best.

She didn’t want to hear it. And this year, Ji Tingjun was out of prison. For Yang Ying, having him home was enough; it didn’t matter if Ji Zhenshi came back or not.

So this year, she wanted to travel and spend New Year with Li Yunli.

Li Yunli took the laptop. Ji Zhenshi had filled several pages with details—from lodging to attractions, a comprehensive guide.

“Sister A-Yun, aren’t I awesome? You can just follow me then. After skiing, we’ll rent a car and head to the ethnic minority area. They’ve got the Flower Mountain Festival right before New Year—super lively.” Ji Zhenshi’s brows lifted proudly as she showed off to Li Yunli.

Ever since they’d agreed on it in bed last time, Ji Zhenshi had been planning the best spots for skiing.

Li Yunli closed the laptop and playfully tweaked her nose tip, silently praising her. “Not going home for New Year this year?”

“Nope! I want to go on a date with Sister A-Yun! Just the two of us for New Year, okay?” Ji Zhenshi hopped down from the chair and leaped into Li Yunli’s arms, tackling her onto the bed.

Li Yunli’s expression grew complicated. She held Ji Zhenshi tight and pulled her under the covers.

Xiao Zhen wasn’t going home for New Year?

Then the relatives would have a field day gossiping when she went back next time. Li Yunli hesitated a little, worried Yang Ying would pressure Ji Zhenshi.

She was naturally thrilled at the idea of a trip and New Year with Xiao Zhen. They’d spent past New Years together at the Ji Family, but she could tell Ji Zhenshi wasn’t truly happy.

This year, traveling together would be great, but she didn’t want her selfishness to cause Xiao Zhen unnecessary trouble later.

“What’s wrong, Sister A-Yun? Don’t you want to go with me? The coffee shop has Sister Xiao Ning. Even if she goes home for New Year, we can close for those couple days—you deserve a break too.” Ji Zhenshi sensed Li Yunli’s odd mood and poked her head out from under the covers to look at her.

Sister A-Yun didn’t seem as excited as she’d imagined. What was holding her back?

Li Yunli gazed at her, eyes sharp and intent.

The little one in her arms was so good. Just looking at her melted Li Yunli’s heart.

Unable to resist, she pinched Ji Zhenshi’s cheek. “Of course I want to, good child. But you need to talk to your parents properly—no getting mad if they disagree. Tell them first, then we buy tickets. Otherwise, changes will be hard to handle.”

Ji Zhenshi’s dad was fine, but Yang Ying’s control issues and traditional views meant she’d be furious if Ji Zhenshi skipped New Year at home.

Their relationship was already at rock bottom. Skipping New Year would lead to arguments, leaving Xiao Zhen in a bad mood for days.

She didn’t want to fight with her mom either, but finding balance was always so hard.

Hearing this, Ji Zhenshi turned to comfort Li Yunli instead. “It’s fine. I told Grandma and Dad—they said to do whatever I want. I’m grown up, not a kid anymore. As for Mom, I’ll talk to her soon. Don’t worry, Sister A-Yun. I don’t want to make things that tense with them.”

So that’s what Li Yunli had been worrying about. She always thought so thoroughly.

“I’ve listened to everything you said. Aren’t I great?” Ji Zhenshi nuzzled Li Yunli’s ear, coaxing her to cheer up.

It was something to be happy about, after all—Li Yunli had to get excited.

Li Yunli smiled warmly, catching her and taking the initiative to kiss her forehead, answering Ji Zhenshi’s question with action.

Xiao Zhen was great—always had been.

“Since I’m so great, shouldn’t big sis think about rewarding me?”

“. . .”

Calling her “big sis” always meant trouble was coming.

Ji Zhenshi was young and vigorous, craving their intimate pleasures, and Li Yunli doted on her—there was no way to refuse.

Before Li Yunli could respond, Ji Zhenshi eagerly found her lips, enveloping them passionately.

Her burning gaze fixed on Li Yunli, who smiled helplessly, indulgently undoing the buttons of her sleepshirt one by one under that stare.

The spring scenery was boundless—especially when big sis offered it up herself.

With her sleepshirt bunched at her waist, Li Yunli’s smile gained a touch of allure as she slowly parted her long legs toward Ji Zhenshi.

“Good child, want me to teach you something new tonight?” Li Yunli pulled open the drawer and handed Ji Zhenshi an unopened little box from inside.

Finally, she emphasized, “Use your left hand this time.”

She didn’t want her breaking down in tears again—that was so embarrassing. Last time, it’d taken ages to coax her out of it.

Shouldn’t she be the one crying? But Ji Zhenshi bullied her while crying herself, leaving Li Yunli torn between laughter and tears.

Ji Zhenshi huffed. “I can do it. Last time was an accident. Won’t happen again.”

With that, she ducked her head to study the toy in the box. And then…

She completely forgot about Li Yunli’s current state.

Her curiosity was through the roof. She read the instructions carefully. “Not sure… Does it need Bluetooth? Why won’t it connect? Does it need payment to activate?”

Their eyes met, but Ji Zhenshi’s question was utterly innocent.

Li Yunli wondered if she was doing this on purpose.

It was pure torture.

Gritting her teeth through the embarrassment, Li Yunli took the item from her, connected it to her phone’s Bluetooth in short order, and pointed to the app.

At this point, she had to know what to do, right?

Ji Zhenshi, legs crossed, kissed Li Yunli’s neck. “Should probably disinfect it first, right, big sis?”

Her patience snapped. Li Yunli kicked Ji Zhenshi.

Forget it!

She’d just go watch some educational videos instead!

Who knew, with Ji Zhenshi already at the bed’s edge, even a light kick sent her sliding right off.

“Ow!” Her butt hit the floor hard, and Ji Zhenshi looked up at Li Yunli on the bed with teary grievance. Li Yunli’s alluring figure was right there, but she’d been the one kicked.

“You hate me now, Sister A-Yun.” Ji Zhenshi was bummed but patiently disinfected the toy before climbing back into bed.

Li Yunli guiltily kneaded her plump butt. Seeing Ji Zhenshi’s eyes redden, she hurriedly soothed her gently. “Sorry, good child. I didn’t mean to reject you. But you can’t just leave me hanging like that—it’s torture, you know?”

“I was afraid of hurting you!” Ji Zhenshi hugged Li Yunli again, indignantly defending herself.

She wanted to dive right in too, but only for her own pleasure.

Li Yunli couldn’t speak, and if hurt, she’d only shed those pitiable tears in secret. If Ji Zhenshi wasn’t careful, she’d wound her without realizing.

Ji Zhenshi craved their lovemaking by nature, but she loved Li Yunli more.

Her explanation softened Li Yunli’s heart. She pressed closer, soothing her with her body.

“Sorry, good child. I misunderstood you.”

“Make it sincere. Not just once tonight, okay?”

“How many times does my good child want?”

“Nonstop.”

“. . .”