Chapter 33 part 2

After she moved her hand away, losing its support, she completely leaned against Shen Qiaoyu’s chest. Her ears turned slightly red, and she began thinking of certain positions.

Yeah, it’s that kind of position where they were sitting on each other…

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but want to slap herself. How could she think of those things with Shen Qiaoyu whenever they casually did something together!

She frequently scanned Shen Qiaoyu.

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Yan Shiqing: “…”

She didn’t care about the lotus root at all. She only cared about Shen Qiaoyu, staring at the tear mole at the corner of her eye, beneath which was a small mud splatter.

Or rather, there were several small mud splatters on her face, like flaws on white jade.

For a moment, her hand itched. Unable to resist, she reached out and wiped away the mud splatter on Shen Qiaoyu’s face.

Her fingertips grazed the captivating tear mole on her face before wiping off the mud splatter.

Indeed, the temperature on her cheek was higher than that on her fingertips. Her skin was smooth, causing Yan Shiqing’s heartbeat to speed up, and her fingertips grew warm.

Then, she couldn’t help but laugh.

As she realized her hands were covered in mud, Shen Qiaoyu’s face appeared to be a disaster, as if she had playfully smeared mud all over it.

Shen Qiaoyu couldn’t hold back anymore and almost used the lotus root in her hand to knock her on the head.

“Why are you so naughty?”

She diligently dug for lotus roots here, and the other person still teased her?!

Yan Shiqing contained her laughter and looked at her sincerely, saying, “Do you believe me if I say it wasn’t intentional?”

“I wanted to wipe it off for you…”

“Do you think I believe that?” Shen Qiaoyu instantly threw the lotus root aside and reached out to grab her, planning to give her a taste of her own medicine.

But Yan Shiqing quickly realized the situation, struggling to get up and calling out, “Let’s keep digging for lotus roots! Don’t waste time.”

This time, she managed to get up quickly, but her feet were still stuck in the muddy ground. She couldn’t run away at all and was easily pressed down into the muddy water by Shen Qiaoyu, sitting on her buttocks. She could only use her hands to stop her.

However, Shen Qiaoyu was too strong. She grabbed both of Yan Shiqing’s wrists and held one of her hands while smearing mud on her face, proudly saying, “I still have some time left.”

Yan Shiqing lowered her long lashes, tilting her head slightly as the mud touched her face. Her cheeks turned red, resembling a pure college girl being bullied by a tyrant but remaining untainted by the mud.

She tied her light brown hair behind her back, her wrists still held captive. Suddenly, she leaned in close to Shen Qiaoyu’s ear and embarrassingly whispered, “It seems like there’s a lotus root poking me from below.”

Shen Qiaoyu: “…”

“!!!”

This couldn’t be heard by the audience.

Pfft.

There is a lotus root below the butt, so why does it sound like she’s saying something completely different when she speaks?

Shen Qiaoyu instinctively glanced at the camera on the field, thinking that it was fortunate that the other person leaned in close to whisper, so it wouldn’t be picked up by the sound recording.

But wait, why does it matter if the other person said something wrong?

She quickly realized and hurriedly pulled Yan Shiqing’s hand, saying, “Get up, I’ll dig it out for you.”

The touch of her hand on Yan Shiqing’s face still felt rough, and her cheek became hot. The hand she held onto was also burning, as if being tangled by red-hot iron wire.

She tried to stand up but blushed and looked up at her, rebuking her, “Let go, my hand is still being held by you.”

Shen Qiaoyu finally realized that her attention was completely drawn to the lotus root. She quickly released her hand.

At this moment, one of her legs was kneeling next to her, casting its shadow over her. From a distance, there seemed to be an extreme difference in size between the two.

It was like a female bully forcing a young girl.

Yan Shiqing’s mind was in a mess, and she even felt somewhat reluctant to let go of this controlled excitement. As she supported herself with her hands and stood up, she couldn’t help but fantasize about Shen Qiaoyu pushing her onto the bed, gripping both of her wrists above her head, and leaning down to forcefully kiss her, forcing her, while she struggled intensely and intermittently shouted, “No, let me go…”

“Sob… Please, let me go…”

“!!!”

What on earth was she daydreaming about?!

She must be going crazy!

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