The interaction between Roulan and Huiqing when they were "married" was awkward. The four—Yu, Lanfen, Guang, and Roulan—were confused by the two women's sudden quietness.
The other woman who was handcuffed to the taller woman sat down comfortably on the chair and the older who had her eyes staring blankly between Roulan and Huiqing.
But before anything could happen—literally, they can jump on each other at any second—the alarm goes off.
The box inside Roulan's pocket rang, and she quickly grabbed the small box and the key inside.
This resulted in Yanmei glaring at Roulan before she went away, in which Roulan followed her as soon as she got free of the handcuffs.
And it's now the second day of the sports fest. The people around were busy as they were trying each booth.
Roulan stands in front of the university gate, contemplating whether she should come in or not. Yanmei still hadn't gone home yesterday and slept in Guang's apartment, yet the older woman made sure she dropped Roulan off.
The taller woman felt like she was not ready to face Huiqing, remembering what happened yesterday back in their booth. And she's not ready to face Lanfen and Yu's bombarded questions.
As she's about to walk away from the school premises and miss a total plus point on all of her subject's midterms, someone suddenly grabs her bag and drags her on the other side of the road.
"What, hey!"
She tried to look at the person, but she couldn't as the hold was tight. She quickly removed her bag from her body, ready to run away from the person when someone beat her to it.
"Try it."
That cold, blank voice spoke. She looked back, seeing the man with glasses, her eyes getting reminded that the person looked a little more familiar than he was supposed to be.
The man looked down at her before his hands pushed the bag towards her and opened the luxurious car they were in front of. Roulan didn't even realize that there was a car parked in the street.
The person inside the car walked out, Roulan was greeted by a glare as Yanmei huffed in annoyance and looked at the man.
"We can manage."
Right, it was Yanmei's bodyguard. The man nodded, bowing down at the two of them before he went inside the car and sped off.
As the two are left behind, the streets are also clear, and Yanmei glares back towards Roulan. The taller woman raises her hands in the process, looking away as she slowly wears her bag.
"Why do you look like I'm kidnapping you?"
"Well, your father did that."
Roulan said, not wanting to look towards Yanmei. The older woman felt irritated at how the younger woman acted in front of her.
She quickly walked towards Roulan, closing the gap between their bodies as she pressed her upper body, which caught the attention of the taller woman.
Roulan, thinking that Yanmei's about to fall, wrapped her hands around the smaller woman's waist as she supported her weight.
"What are you doing?"
Yanmei raised an eyebrow, seeing how the taller woman held her affectionately. Roulan quickly removed her arms, stepping a little away from Yanmei as she gave the older woman a space.
"Nothing."
Yanmei smirks, finally getting what Roulan's doing before she nodded. The taller woman looked at her, getting a little irritated as she saw how Yanmei smirked at her.
"Sure."
"What are you smirking at?"
"Nothing."
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Roulan sat in the most comfortable chair inside a 5-star restaurant. She felt like an imposter, sitting in the expensive chair inside the VIP lounge that Yanmei booked.
Well, the older woman planned out something without her knowledge. Which is a breakfast inside the most luxurious and expensive restaurant in their city.
She couldn't complain though, considering she's starting to get used to Yanmei constantly spoiling her with either her coldest shoulder or the warmest shoulder.
And today, the older woman seems to be in a good mood to be inviting her out for breakfast. She's left behind; Yanmei went out to the bathroom as soon as they finished ordering.
Her eyes looked around the VIP lounge, seeing the expensive artwork around the 4 walls of the middle-sized room. She stands up, looking at the framed kid-like drawing on the left side of the wall.
"That's been in this restaurant for years."
Yanmei spoke as she entered the room. Roulan looked back at her, nodding her head before her eyes went back to the drawing. It was a simple drawing of a house and a tree.
There's also a family of four outside the house. Smiling at the guest, as what Roulan would think of.
Yanmei went towards her back, wrapping her arms around the taller woman's torso as she tiptoed to look at the drawing Roulan's looking at.
"Baby, the employee said that they opened up this room. The family who built this restaurant haven't been going for the past few years."
"Why?"
Roulan didn't mind how Yanmei clung to her body. She wanted to know the story about why the family hadn't gone to the restaurant.
As the waiter who assisted them inside the room told them, this VIP lounge was once off-limits because the owner wanted a place where they could spend time with each other.
And the owner even put up the drawing that his child made on the walls. Which explains the specific drawing of a family outside a house.
Roulan looked back at the drawing before shaking her head and looking towards Yanmei, who let the younger woman spin in her arms.
"Nothing; can you stop holding me?"
"I missed you."
Yanmei spoke, her mouth pouting as she leaned forward again, hugging the taller woman and burying her face in Roulan's neck. The latter didn't know how to react, so she stood there confused.
Her hands were above the older woman's body, not knowing what to do. Or... not wanting to make the older woman uncomfortable.
Roulan knows Yanmei's still mad at her. And she doesn't want her to be more mad than she is. But by the aura of Yanmei, as she waits for a couple of minutes to feel the taller woman's hands, it's starting to be a little dark.
The younger woman gulped before she wrapped her arms around Yanmei's body, and the rising anger stopped as Roulan felt how the woman melted into her embrace.
"Roulan, can you be a little clingy to me? I love how your body comforts me in a way."
Yanmei didn't mean it as her sexual feelings but rather her true feelings. Yes, Roulan is the best partner in bed in her opinion, but still, she likes how Roulan can be cold but gentle.
All the things she's done so far—the clinginess—she didn't hear any single complaint. If she did, Roulan would've removed her hands around her body.
"Don't get the wrong idea; this is what I truly feel for you."
Roulan couldn't help the smile creeping up her lips. She looks down on the smaller woman who still has her arms around her body, her cheeks getting painted a shade of pink.
Yanmei, having no idea what was inside the taller woman's mind, felt Roulan's heart suddenly racing. She quickly pulled away from the hug, causing the taller to cough and clear her throat.
"What happened?"
"Huh?"
Yanmei walked back towards Roulan, her hand placing on the younger woman's chest as she tried to feel her heart. The taller woman, who was shocked, swatted Yanmei's hand in the process.