Guan Qingtong's sudden approach caused Su Yirao to instinctively lean back until her back pressed against the soft, comfortable front seat of the car.
"What are you doing?"
At this moment, Su Yirao naturally noticed Guan Qingtong's deliberate little gesture just now.
Fortunately, the person who confessed to her at the KTV was Lin Youqi; otherwise, she might have overthought things.
After a brief moment of panic, Guan Qingtong quickly regained her composure.
"Sis, I want to check your burn. Friends should care for each other, right?"
Playing the role of the aggressor, Guan Qingtong easily suppressed Su Yirao's attempt to push her away. In a swift motion, she pulled at the fabric of Su Yirao's white T-shirt on her shoulder with her fingertips.
"Is this what you call concern?" Su Yirao felt a chill on her shoulder, a bit uncomfortable. "Why do I feel like you're acting like a rogue?"
Given the current situation, Guan Qingtong thought for a moment. Indeed, her forceful action of pulling Su Yirao's clothes looked quite roguish.
Suddenly, her cheeks felt as if they were scorched by fire, turning a deep shade of red.
"My intentions are pure, Sis. Don't say such things."
Guan Qingtong's face, close at hand, became increasingly flushed, and her shy expression made her look like the one being overpowered.
At this moment, Su Yirao found herself in a very awkward position. She had tried countless times to push Guan Qingtong away, but the girl's strength was surprisingly strong when she was serious. Su Yirao could barely muster any force against her.
So, she stopped resisting Guan Qingtong's kindness and resignedly said, "Fine, go ahead."
Having obtained permission, Guan Qingtong did not change her position or move away from Su Yirao. She leaned in closer to the area where Su Yirao was burned.
This action, this distance…
Su Yirao's gaze fell on the rearview mirror outside the car window and noticed that the reflection of them being so close together appeared particularly ambiguous. She withdrew her gaze, her eyes landing on Guan Qingtong, the main character in this scene, and couldn't help but chuckle silently.
It must have been Xiao Lin's confession that made her overthink things.
Unlike Su Yirao's wandering thoughts, Guan Qingtong was completely focused, lowering her head and examining Su Yirao's burn with great care.
The skin on Su Yirao's soft, fair shoulder was delicate. Looking further down, a red spider lily bloomed passionately at the junction of her collarbone and heart, spreading with the allure of a tattoo.
So beautiful…
But it was a beauty born of a burn.
In this picture, there were also a few blisters that marred the beauty.
Suppressing the regret in her heart, Guan Qingtong gently lowered her head and instinctively blew softly on the blisters that spoiled the view.
The slight pain of the burn, soothed by Guan Qingtong's warm breath and gentle blowing, seemed to send an electric current through her, making her shiver with a tingling sensation. The pain seemed to lessen significantly in an instant.
Su Yirao pressed her lips tightly together, holding back a sigh of contentment that almost escaped her lips.
This was a bit embarrassing.
In the quiet parking lot, Guan Qingtong slowly lifted her head, meeting Su Yirao's unclear gaze.
"Sis, we can't let your burn get worse. Do you have any disinfectant or bandages at home? I can help you apply medicine later. I wouldn't trust you to do it yourself."
Su Yirao lowered her eyes and softly responded, "Mm."
"Guan Qingtong, how long are you planning to sit on my lap?"
"Ah? I'll get up now." Guan Qingtong blushed and quickly stood up. "Sis, did I make your legs numb?"
"No." Su Yirao adjusted her clothes. "It's just that you smell like alcohol, and it's making me uncomfortable."
"I see..."
Guan Qingtong lowered her head and sniffed herself, realizing it indeed didn't smell good. She felt a bit embarrassed.
"I have a new robe and pajamas at home." Su Yirao paused before adding, "It's late, and I don't want to send you home. Why don't you stay at my place tonight?"
Her words weren't particularly graceful or pleasant, but Guan Qingtong was very happy.
Sister Su's invitation proved that she was no longer distancing herself! And it showed that Sister Su genuinely wanted to be friends with her!
"Then I'll have to bother you tonight!" Guan Qingtong smiled, her tone light and cheerful.
Su Yirao vaguely understood the reason for her happiness but didn't say much, just nodded slightly, signaling her to drag the drunken Lin Youqi to the elevator of the underground parking lot.
...
Stepping on the soft carpet, sitting on the leather sofa with a touch of luxury, Guan Qingtong stared blankly at Lin Youqi, who was lying on another sofa, dead drunk, feeling somewhat at a loss.
Last time she came here, she was inexplicably scolded.
This time, she's staying as a friend, so things should go a lot better, right?
"These are pajamas." Su Yirao held up a silky piece of clothing in her right hand and a large, plush robe in her left. "This is a robe. See which one you prefer."
Guan Qingtong thought for a moment, "The pajamas."
"Okay."
Su Yirao handed the pajamas to her and led her to the bathroom with a separate wet and dry area, showing her where the shower gel and shampoo were, as well as how to use the smart shower in her house.
"Is there anything I haven't explained?" Su Yirao asked.
"No, I got it." Guan Qingtong politely replied, "I know how to use it. Sis, why don't you shower first? It's not right for a guest to take the host's bathroom first."
"No need to worry about the order; we can shower together."
Guan Qingtong froze, thinking she had heard wrong, and then her ears turned bright red.
She stammered, "Sis, even though we're both girls, but…"
Hearing this, Su Yirao also paused for a moment.
When she saw Guan Qingtong's shy posture and the gradually deepening blush on her face, she realized that Guan Qingtong had misunderstood her.
What she meant was… her house's master bedroom had an attached bathroom, so they could shower at the same time in different bathrooms without worrying about the order.
But it was amusing that Guan Qingtong had misunderstood this.
Originally intending to explain, Su Yirao suddenly recalled the scene of being overpowered by Guan Qingtong in the car.
Thinking back, it was really embarrassing.
Su Yirao's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips curling up as a sense of revenge slowly awakened.
She decided to play along.
With a faint smile on her lips, Su Yirao deliberately dragged out her words in a light tone, "But what? Is there something you don't want me to see?"
"T-this… this…" Guan Qingtong was so anxious that her face turned red. She hadn't expected Su Yirao to be serious.
"There's a difference between the North and the South, Sis. You know that, right? I'm... from the South, and I…"
Due to her nervousness, Guan Qingtong completely missed the playful smile on Su Yirao's face and didn't notice that her smile was growing even more pronounced.
Feigning confusion, Su Yirao asked, "What difference between the North and the South? Rong City is in the South, and I'm a Southerner too. If I'm not shy, why are you?"
"In the car, you were so brave to pin me down. How come you're backing out now?"
After she finished speaking, Su Yirao felt a great sense of satisfaction, as if she had regained all the dignity she had lost in the car.
"That's different!" Guan Qingtong quickly waved her hands, blurting out, "If you mind what happened earlier, I could let you pin me down instead. But taking a shower together is absolutely out of the question!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Guan Qingtong realized what she had just said in her panic and hurriedly slapped her mouth, deeply regretting it.
"Oh no, I'm already starting to talk nonsense. Sis, please don't take it seriously. You go ahead and shower first. I'll head out."
Guan Qingtong clutched her pajamas and, without waiting for Su Yirao to say anything else, fled the bathroom in a hurry.