Chapter 91
Shen Yiqiu’s kiss was more passionate and intense than ever before, relentlessly pursuing Qin Qianrou, not giving her a chance to breathe. Her waist, gently held by Shen Yiqiu, didn’t feel strained even as she leaned back instinctively.
Everything seemed to be progressing towards the moment they had both been anticipating, Shen Yiqiu’s hands already familiar with every curve, every contour, knowing where to go even with her eyes closed. She had encountered these obstacles before, but only now did she have the confidence to overcome them completely.
The living room sofa, always carrying the lingering scent of their intertwined bodies, and Qin Qianrou sometimes wondered what kind of magic this seemingly ordinary piece of furniture possessed, to make her lose control every time they were here.
Shen Yiqiu’s kisses, soft and lingering, trailed from her eyes to her chin, each touch leaving a burning imprint. Qin Qianrou’s hands, restless and seeking, instinctively wrapped around her, but this time, it wasn’t enough, she yearned for more.
The initial unfamiliarity and awkwardness no longer made her hesitate. Whether it was Rong Fei’s guidance, or her own mental preparation, everything had led to this moment.
She was willing, even eager, to truly be with Shen Yiqiu.
Shen Yiqiu, lost in the intoxicating sensations, her breaths coming in short gasps, savoring the warmth and the fragrance.
“Jiejie, you’re so soft.”
Qin Qianrou’s wandering thoughts returned at Shen Yiqiu’s muffled praise. She had been staring blankly at the bright ceiling light, unconsciously moving in rhythm with Shen Yiqiu, but unlike before, there was no nervousness or restraint, she had long since prepared herself for this, and now, she felt only anticipation.
Her willingness only fueled Shen Yiqiu’s passion, and it seemed this would continue indefinitely. The soft texture of Shen Yiqiu’s hair against her skin, Qin Qianrou loved twirling the strands around her fingers,
the soft brush of her hair against her skin, ticklish, sending shivers down her spine, her fingers running through her hair repeatedly.
The images that had once flickered in her mind now becoming reality under Shen Yiqiu’s touch, Qin Qianrou felt her strength draining away, her body softening, a languid warmth spreading through her, she no longer resisted.
Those hands that had prepared countless delicious meals for her, those hands that had won her that cherished plushie, now, with a different kind of touch, played a melody on this unique and exquisite instrument.
The unfamiliar sensations intensified, and Qin Qianrou, although feeling a mix of unfamiliarity and nervousness, her life experiences told her why, and she had already learned about these things, albeit through different means.
But knowing was one thing, experiencing it firsthand was another, and even her rationality couldn’t suppress the yearning within her.
Shen Yiqiu continued her exploration, and Qin Qianrou, a smile playing on her lips, glancing at the soft hair against her skin, couldn’t help but sigh inwardly,
Is she trying to torture me?
Qin Qianrou gently lifted Shen Yiqiu’s head, her voice soft and breathy, a hint of playful complaint in her tone, “Don’t do that.”
Shen Yiqiu always obeyed Jiejie’s requests immediately, but this time, she was reluctant.
Such beautiful scenery, how could she let it go so quickly?
She wanted to savor it, to experience it fully, not just be a fleeting passerby.
Shen Yiqiu persisted, her words gentle, yet her actions defying Qin Qianrou’s request.
She was truly a little rascal.
Qin Qianrou, her mind slightly dazed, still indulged her.
The sofa, actually, was more suitable than the bed, its slightly rough texture, its narrower width, bringing them closer together, but Qin Qianrou still couldn’t fully relax, in her mind, the living room wasn’t a private space, it shouldn’t be used for such intimate moments.
At least, not this time.
Shen Yiqiu understood, seeing Jiejie trembling in her arms, she couldn’t bear to tease her any longer, and with a swift and effortless move, she lifted Qin Qianrou into her arms.
The soft bed, the same one they usually slept in, yet different tonight. It was dinnertime, but neither of them cared about food.
The feast before them was the one they truly craved.
Shen Yiqiu knew she shouldn’t be distracted at a time like this, but her heart raced, her thoughts scattering, memories of her past and present life flashing before her eyes, a mix of emotions overwhelming her, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She had secretly fantasized about this moment, but now that it was actually happening, it still felt surreal, the beauty before her almost unbelievable, her goddess, truly loving her like this.
She suddenly remembered something, something quite important, she had prepared for this in advance, but in her earlier excitement, she had forgotten.
“Jiejie, wait for me a moment.”
With that, Shen Yiqiu pulled away slightly, as if about to leave.
Qin Qianrou’s arm snaked around her neck, pulling her back. “Where are you going?”
A sense of grievance, of unease, Qin Qianrou had never felt so vulnerable.
Shen Yiqiu kissed her forehead reassuringly, her voice gentle and filled with affection, “I’m just getting something from my room.”
Qin Qianrou paused, not speaking.
Shen Yiqiu removed Qin Qianrou’s hand and was about to get up when she was pulled back again. Qin Qianrou, slightly raising her upper body, her cheek against Shen Yiqiu’s, opened the drawer of her nightstand with her other hand.
As Shen Yiqiu looked on, puzzled, a small, neatly packaged box appeared.
“I have some here, no need to go to your room.”
Shen Yiqiu took the box from her and whispered, “Jiejie…”
Qin Qianrou looked at her, her eyes filled with a silent affection, she wasn’t avoiding her, she wasn’t running away,
she was willing, she had been willing, for a long time.
Even the phrase “like a fish in water” couldn’t fully capture Shen Yiqiu’s current state of bliss.
Her lover, willing to give her everything, all the best things in the world, it made Shen Yiqiu want to cry with happiness.
Li Wan had chosen an expensive but reputable brand, high quality, far superior to the ordinary ones. Shen Yiqiu didn’t know the difference, but as the… user, she had to admit, it was incredibly effective.
All her pent-up emotions unleashed, Shen Yiqiu poured out her love for Qin Qianrou, her intense affection illuminating Qin Qianrou’s world.
Qin Qianrou couldn’t remember when she had lost consciousness, she only knew that child, Shen Yiqiu, had stopped listening to her.
**
The living room light was still on, but the bedroom was dark. As Qin Qianrou slowly regained consciousness, she wasn’t sure where she was.
Only when a familiar, concerned voice reached her ear did she remember what had happened.
Her ears instantly burned, and she didn’t even dare to look at Shen Yiqiu.
The warmth under the covers, however, was different from when she usually woke up.
“Jiejie, are you feeling unwell?”
Shen Yiqiu hadn’t slept; after Qin Qianrou lost consciousness, she had carefully cleaned her with a warm towel, then showered herself, but Jiejie’s scent lingered on her skin,
the scent of their love, their shared promise.
Qin Qianrou had slept soundly, and Shen Yiqiu had simply watched her quietly, her heart filled with love and tenderness, and also a hint of regret.
If it weren’t for Qin Qianrou’s exhaustion, she didn’t know how long she would have continued. She had always considered herself gentle and restrained, but with Qin Qianrou, she became a different person.
She loved Jiejie, every part of her.
Qin Qianrou bit her lip and said, trying to sound strong, “I’m fine.”
She hadn’t felt anything while lying down, but as she tried to sit up, she realized her back wasn’t cooperating.
Shen Yiqiu carefully supported her, her gaze lowered.
She gently massaged Qin Qianrou’s back.
“Jiejie, I’m sorry, I got carried away earlier.”
Qin Qianrou was both amused and exasperated, now she was apologizing, who had been the one relentlessly pursuing her earlier?
But her heart softened, she couldn’t entirely blame Shen Yiqiu, she had indulged her.
She gently pinched Shen Yiqiu’s earlobe, “Then be a good girl from now on, and listen to me.”
Shen Yiqiu immediately nodded. “I’m always obedient.”
Qin Qianrou gave her a playful glare, Then who was the disobedient one earlier?
Shen Yiqiu smiled sheepishly, and Qin Qianrou leaned in and kissed her softly.
She cupped Shen Yiqiu’s face, her lips brushing against hers. “Silly girl, I was willing, you don’t have to apologize.”
Shen Yiqiu’s face burned at the word “willing,” her body tingling with excitement, but she couldn’t get carried away again, she didn’t want to hurt Jiejie.
Qin Qianrou leaned against the headboard. “What time is it?”
“Almost 9 pm.”
Qin Qianrou was stunned, she remembered arriving home a little before 5 pm, they had planned to have dinner together,
four hours had passed just like that?
She looked at Shen Yiqiu, her slender frame, her stamina seemingly much greater than she had imagined, she couldn’t indulge her like this anymore, otherwise, her back would break.
In the future…
Qin Qianrou quickly stopped her train of thought, how had she become like this, she wasn’t usually one to indulge in such things.
“Jiejie, are you hungry? I’ll go prepare dinner.”
Qin Qianrou didn’t want her to leave, but she was indeed a little hungry, so she took Shen Yiqiu’s hand, her fingers intertwined, reluctant to let go.
Shen Yiqiu smiled and kissed her. “Jiejie fed me earlier, now it’s my turn to feed you.”
Qin Qianrou, after a moment, understanding the implication of her words, playfully hit her shoulder.
“When did you learn to talk like this?”
“Only to you.”
Qin Qianrou felt her heart racing again, this child.
She quickly pushed Shen Yiqiu away and sent her to the kitchen.
Only after the room was quiet again did Qin Qianrou finally relax.
She didn’t regret reaching this point with Shen Yiqiu, there hadn’t even been any hesitation, it was simply a new stage in their relationship, and she still felt a mix of complex emotions.
Hearing sounds coming from the kitchen, Qin Qianrou got out of bed to take a shower, the lingering stickiness on her skin uncomfortable, a strange sensation that made even walking feel slightly awkward.
She turned on the light, the room suddenly bright, the earlier mess no longer visible, but the rumpled bedsheets were still a clear reminder, and Qin Qianrou’s ears burned as she changed them.
Emerging from the bathroom, the scent of her shower gel lingering, she entered the dining room, where Shen Yiqiu had already set the table. She was wearing her usual apron and loungewear, her sleeves rolled up, her expression focused and serious.
Qin Qianrou walked over and leaned against her, not speaking, yet feeling a sense of peace.
“Weren’t you hungry?”
“Mm, I’ll eat in a bit.”
Shen Yiqiu, seeing her still leaning against her, chuckled and said, “Should I feed you then?”
Qin Qianrou had indeed been exhausted today, and although the shower had refreshed her somewhat, she still felt a little weak.
She said languidly, “No.”
Shen Yiqiu found Jiejie’s behavior today particularly endearing, so many new expressions and reactions, it was captivating.
“Then what do you want?”
“I just want to lean against you for a bit.”
Qin Qianrou’s words lacked their usual logic and precision, like a spoiled child, expressing her current desires without any reservations, without worrying about Shen Yiqiu’s reaction.
Shen Yiqiu always made her feel completely relaxed and at ease.
“But if you don’t eat, I’ll feel bad.” Shen Yiqiu held Qin Qianrou close, bringing the bowl of soup closer to her.
Although she had said she didn’t want to be fed, with the soup right before her lips, Qin Qianrou, after a moment of hesitation, opened her mouth.
Then, she leaned even more heavily against Shen Yiqiu, watching as she carefully blew on the soup, then gently spooned it into her mouth.
After dinner, Shen Yiqiu naturally didn’t let Qin Qianrou clean up, she almost carried her back to bed.
Qin Qianrou, looking at her helplessly, said, “I’m not sleepy yet, I don’t want to go to bed so early.”
“Then what do you want to do?” Shen Yiqiu also felt helpless, Jiejie had clearly been exhausted to the point of collapsing earlier.
“I’ll just sit in the living room for a bit.” Qin Qianrou’s gaze fell on the plushie Shen Yiqiu had worked so hard to win for her.
The Doraemon, which she had been hugging earlier, was now lying on the floor, still smiling cheerfully, and Qin Qianrou didn’t need to ask to know who had pushed it aside, Shen Yiqiu had been busy preparing dinner after returning from her room, she hadn’t had time to tidy up the living room.
The scene before her seemed even more… intimate, and Qin Qianrou’s heart skipped a beat.
Shen Yiqiu picked up the Doraemon and placed it in her hands, “Then let Xiao Dingdang keep you company for now.”
Qin Qianrou’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she deliberately didn’t let Shen Yiqiu see,
even now, she still felt a little awkward, unsure what to say when their eyes met, during meals, it was fine, at least there was something to occupy them, but later, when they had nothing to do, that would be truly unsettling.
When Shen Yiqiu emerged from the kitchen, she saw Jiejie in her pajamas, sitting on the sofa, hugging the plushie, seemingly lost in thought.
She walked over, stood behind Qin Qianrou, and waited for a moment, but she didn’t turn around,
Jiejie was rarely like this, and although Shen Yiqiu couldn’t understand the reason, she couldn’t bear to see her like this,
she leaned down, wrapped her arms around Qin Qianrou, and gently kissed her cheek, her lips brushing against her hair,
“Jiejie, I love you.”
Only after saying this did Shen Yiqiu realize she had forgotten to say it earlier, her heart so full of love for Qin Qianrou that she had overlooked the formal expression, she chuckled inwardly, Where did all that practice go?
The person in her arms trembled slightly, and a warm hand covered hers. Qin Qianrou didn’t speak, just rested her chin on Shen Yiqiu’s arm, their bodies touching.
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