Chapter 40
Qin Wanshu was taken aback. When she heard Zuo Qinghuan say this, it felt as if she was suggesting, "Let's have dinner together."
"Stop fooling around." Qin Wanshu blocked Zuo Qinghuan's face, which was trying to nestle into her chest, to prevent any more intimate gestures. Even so, they were still very close, and the ambiguous atmosphere lingered around them.
"I'm serious," Zuo Qinghuan said with a very serious expression and tone, looking directly into Qin Wanshu's eyes. Zuo Qinghuan's eyes sparkled like black pearls, reflecting in Qin Wanshu's gaze. In Zuo Qinghuan's eyes, Qin Wanshu saw an unprecedented seriousness.
Qin Wanshu raised her head and gently pressed her lips against Zuo Qinghuan's forehead, just a feather-light touch before pulling away. "I've always been a bit resistant to this sort of thing. Maybe one day, I'll try it for you, but not now." Qin Wanshu felt that she might really like Zuo Qinghuan, but it hadn't reached the point of love yet, so she didn't want Zuo Qinghuan to engage in any more intimate actions. Moreover, even if there came a day when she would be willing to do something more intimate with Zuo Qinghuan, she would definitely make sure she was single.
Zuo Qinghuan felt a bit of a sting in her nose. Even though she had been rejected by Qin Wanshu, she felt quite touched in her heart. That fleeting kiss made Zuo Qinghuan feel cherished. She had always thought of herself as someone who valued desire over feelings, but now she realized that without desire, feelings could be even purer.
"Qin Wanshu, what should I do? I'm starting to like you more and more. Even if you're always indifferent to intimacy, I find that I could accompany you and be a nun," Zuo Qinghuan said, then obediently lay down beside Qin Wanshu instead of remaining on top of her.
Qin Wanshu looked at Zuo Qinghuan lying beside her obediently and smiled slightly when Zuo Qinghuan wasn't paying attention. The thought of being nuns together was quite a creative one, but it would have been better if Zuo Qinghuan hadn't sounded so wronged when she said it.
"Well, let's sleep then. It's getting late," Qin Wanshu said, glancing at her watch and realizing it had gotten quite late.
"I can't sleep. Can you tell me a story?" Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's face, finding that she couldn't get enough of it and was reluctant to close her eyes.
"What story do you want to hear?" Qin Wanshu thought that at this moment, Zuo Qinghuan resembled a little girl, inexplicably making her want to indulge her. Deep down, Qin Wanshu realized she was quite maternal.
"The story of Snow White and Cinderella," Zuo Qinghuan said after thinking for a moment.
Qin Wanshu was taken aback. Did Zuo Qinghuan want to relive maternal love through her? Instead of telling the story of Snow White and Cinderella, Qin Wanshu shared some lesser-known idiom stories with Zuo Qinghuan.
Zuo Qinghuan listened quietly to the stories Qin Wanshu was telling. When Qin Wanshu narrated, her expression was gentle, and her voice surprisingly soft and pleasant. Although the stories were interesting, Zuo Qinghuan was not really paying attention to the content; she was instead fixated on Qin Wanshu, feeling a happiness that seemed almost surreal.
"What's wrong?" Qin Wanshu asked, noticing Zuo Qinghuan staring at her intently.
"Can you hug me?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu earnestly, resembling a little girl asking her mother for a hug.
At that moment, Zuo Qinghuan really did look like a little girl. Qin Wanshu smiled slightly and stretched out her arms to pull Zuo Qinghuan into her embrace. Even though a certain smooth woman was as slippery as an eel, she suddenly found that she quite liked cute little things.
"Do you know? No one has ever told me a story before. When I was young, I wished my mother could be like other mothers, and even if she wasn't like others, at least not like that," Zuo Qinghuan mumbled, burying her head into Qin Wanshu's chest.
"You really are lacking maternal love. According to psychological theories, children who have been hurt in childhood tend to be twisted as adults, and it seems that's true," Qin Wanshu said seriously, enjoying the rare moment of joking with Zuo Qinghuan.
"Where am I twisted?" Zuo Qinghuan retorted, looking up at Qin Wanshu. She thought her appearance was lovely and her personality good; there was nothing about her that seemed off.
"I didn't say you were. You took it to heart," Qin Wanshu said with a smile, realizing that teasing Zuo Qinghuan was quite enjoyable and put her in a good mood.
"Qin Wanshu, you can actually make sarcastic remarks. I never would have guessed. My goddess wouldn't make fun of me; give me back my goddess!" Zuo Qinghuan pretended to be angry, reaching to tickle Qin Wanshu at her waist but sadly discovered that Qin Wanshu wasn't ticklish.
"Eh, how come you're not ticklish?" Zuo Qinghuan pressed on, unwilling to give up. How could someone not be ticklish?
Seeing Zuo Qinghuan's unconvinced expression, Qin Wanshu guessed that she must be very ticklish. To confirm her suspicion, Qin Wanshu reached out to Zuo Qinghuan's smooth waist and lightly tickled her, noticing Zuo Qinghuan's body shrink away. Sure enough, she was extremely ticklish.
Zuo Qinghuan felt a mix of softness and ticklishness throughout her body and quickly grabbed Qin Wanshu's hand. "Don't touch me; I'm ticklish." Zuo Qinghuan surrendered helplessly. She was most afraid of being tickled, and although being touched by Qin Wanshu sent a current of electricity through her, she didn't want to take any chances. She certainly didn't want to be provoked into desire by a woman with a reserved demeanor without being able to find resolution, or she would be in real trouble.
"Go to sleep, it's almost two o'clock." Qin Wanshu withdrew her fingers, completely unaware of the impact her unintentional gesture had on Zuo Qinghuan. As someone who usually had a very regular daily routine, Qin Wanshu truly felt sleepy at that moment.
"Yeah, let's sleep," Zuo Qinghuan said. Although she was still quite excited, seeing that Qin Wanshu was genuinely tired, she decided not to bother her anymore.
"Do you want to put on some pajamas?" Qin Wanshu asked. Although the fabric felt nice, wearing it while it hung on her body always felt a bit strange.
"Sometimes sleeping naked is pretty nice," Zuo Qinghuan replied. In fact, she hoped that Qin Wanshu would sleep naked, as that would feel even better in her arms. However, Zuo Qinghuan didn't actually like sleeping naked because it made her feel insecure. But with Qin Wanshu by her side, the latter's scent and warmth always made her feel at ease.
Seeing this, Qin Wanshu decided not to say anything more and closed her eyes, preparing to sleep.
Zuo Qinghuan gently kissed Qin Wanshu on the forehead and then snuggled into her arms, ready to sleep as well.
Meanwhile, Zuo Qinghuan was busy cooking in the kitchen while Qin Wanshu had turned on the television in the living room, waiting for breakfast.
At that moment, Zuo Qinghuan's phone rang. Qin Wanshu wouldn't pick up someone else's call at random. She took the phone into the kitchen to give it to Zuo Qinghuan, not even glancing at the screen in the process.
"Your phone is ringing," Qin Wanshu said as she brought the phone to the kitchen.
"It's probably Li Xin. Can you answer it for me?" Zuo Qinghuan was frying an egg, her hands busy.
Only then did Qin Wanshu check the phone; the caller ID displayed "Li Yaoniao." After confirming it wasn't Han Shibin, she pressed the answer button. Qin Wanshu felt that Li Xin's significance to Zuo Qinghuan was probably similar to that of Shi Yunyang to her.
"Zuo Qinghuan, do you miss me? Your sister is coming back to the country next week. When I get back, I'll come to visit you…" Li Xin joked, seemingly in a good mood.
"She's frying an egg. I'll have her call you back later," Qin Wanshu interrupted Li Xin's increasingly suggestive comments, which confirmed that birds of a feather do flock together.
On the other end, Li Xin was nearly speechless. It was clearly Qin Wanshu's voice. Had they become so close that they could answer each other's calls? More importantly, was it too early for Qin Wanshu and Zuo Qinghuan to be together at this hour? Could it be that they spent the night together? Li Xin's imagination began to run wild, and she couldn't help but admire Zuo Qinghuan, thinking that she had come a long way.
Not hearing anything from the other end for a while, Qin Wanshu hung up.
Li Xin was listed as "Li Yaoniao" in Zuo Qinghuan's phone, so what was Qin Wanshu called in Zuo Qinghuan's contacts? Curiosity got the better of her, and she scrolled down the call log, seeing "Athena." She wasn't sure it was her, but upon opening it, she confirmed that it was indeed her number.
Athena—Qin Wanshu felt somewhat speechless. That title was both grand and heavy, making her head ache. Well, at least the image it conjured was quite magnificent, she thought helplessly.
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