Chapter 49

Yan Shiqing carefully pulled out the delicate string, her eyes locked on Shen Qiaoyu’s freshly washed quilt, feeling her cheeks grow hotter with each passing moment.

 

Qiao Qiao actually made the effort to wash it.

 

Her gaze then shifted to the shelf on the opposite side, where Shen Qiaoyu’s neatly folded undergarments were placed.

 

She hadn’t even washed her own underwear yet, and here she was, rushing to attend to Shen Qiaoyu’s needs.

 

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And she was a person of unyielding integrity, someone who never indulged in inappropriate websites, watched explicit movies, or even discussed suggestive topics.

 

Even the erotic toy from the previous New Year’s Eve was forcefully thrust upon her when the other had been slightly intoxicated.

 

Having this in mind, Yan Shiqing hastily turned on the shower, allowing the warm water to envelop her entire being, and soothing her restless heart.

 

…

 

Little did she know that Shen Qiaoyu, who had been tending to the fire at the stove, grew bored and decided to sneak back into the room. She took a photo of the disinfectant wipes on the bedside table.

 

Returning to the stove, she used the photo to search for a shop online, and to her surprise, she found the exact same brand of disinfectant wipes.

 

The key point was that the store’s advertising slogan read, “Feeling sticky and unable to wash immediately after use? No worries! Yu Lu wet wipes allow you to clean up anytime and anywhere, leaving you feeling fresh and cool!”

 

Shen Qiaoyu: “…”

 

It seemed unexpectedly practical…

 

So, she accidentally placed an order.

 

And then, in another twist of fate, she ended up getting distracted by other items in the store.

 

[D****, can be remotely controlled, with three levels of vibration effects, can be used anytime and anywhere, allowing others to control you, giving you an extraordinary experience.]

 

[B****, put them in one you love, means filling them up.]

 

[Large D****, not to be missed for those who enjoy different plays.]

 

….

 

Shen Qiaoyu’s ears were already burning red as she thought about how ridiculous these things were.

 

However, she guiltily glanced around and noticed that everything was pitch-dark, and even the sky had turned dark. Realizing this, she hurriedly packaged everything and placed the order.

 

Hmm… She wasn’t doing it for any other reason; she just wanted to study them, that’s all.

 

But what if she didn’t know how to use them and Qingning mocked her for it?

 

She remembered New Year’s Eve night when she knew nothing, and Qingning guided her step by step.

 

Now, as she thought about it, she found it quite embarrassing.

 

She had been too impulsive while Qingning had always been tolerant with her.

 

And then there was that double-headed toy that night; it was her first encounter with such a thing, and it truly opened the doors to a new world for her.

 

That toy was very efficient. With just a little effort, Qingning would scream as if she were on a roller coaster, praising her for being amazing. In less than half an hour, she had satisfied the other party countless times.

 

The more Shen Qiaoyu thought about it, the redder her face became. She subconsciously touched her own ears, her face cold but her heart in turmoil.

 

And just at that moment, a voice suddenly appeared at the door.

 

“What are you so engrossed in watching?”

 

Shen Qiaoyu was so startled that her phone nearly flew out of her hand. Instinctively, she stood up, her neck flushed red to the base.

 

Yan Shiqing, fresh from a shower, was standing at the doorway, drying her hair.

 

She was in her pajamas with a down jacket thrown over, her wet hair a mess. However, the glow of the firelight on her face made her stunningly beautiful. She resembled a delicate white magnolia with a slight blush, and the firelight reflected in her peach blossom eyes as she smiled at Shen Qiaoyu and said, “Hmm?”

 

“The fire is about to go out because of you!” Yan Shiqing suddenly changed her expression, scolding her with a look, and hurriedly added more firewood to the stove.

 

Shen Qiaoyu looked and saw that it was true, the fire had died down a lot.

 

Yan Shiqing continued speaking, asking, “Could it be that you are chatting with your girlfriend?”

 

“No,” she guiltily replied, “I’m just buying some stuff.”

 

“Hmph, if you’re not chatting with your girlfriend, what’s so fascinating about shopping? Are you buying gold?” Yan Shiqing tasted the soup she had been stewing, feeling that it was ready, so she began to serve it.

 

She didn’t know what had gotten into her, feeling jealous over something as simple as food. Seeing Shen Qiaoyu so engrossed made her want to grab her attention.

 

But Shen Qiaoyu was completely captivated by the soup. She swallowed automatically upon smelling its rich aroma, and said, “I’m choosing a gift for my girlfriend.”

 

That kind of thing should make a suitable gift, right…

 

She decided to first see which one was best, and then choose one for Qingning.

 

As she thought about it, her lips involuntarily curled into a smile.

 

Yan Shiqing looked at her and couldn’t help but feel a sweet sensation inside. Her eyes smiled as she said, “Then you should bring the food inside.”

 

“Alright.”

 

While Shen Qiaoyu was serving the food, Yan Shiqing teased her once again, saying, “Do I need to keep it a secret?”

 

“Our Qiao Qiao must be giving a gift to a girlfriend for the first time, huh~”

 

“Don’t say it so intimately.” Shen Qiaoyu replied, coming back out after serving the dishes on the table. “I definitely need it to be a secret.”

 

After all, this gift is really too embarrassing.

 

But then she remembered the conversation she had with Qingning, and couldn’t help but ask while serving the food, “If you and Qingning are considered childhood sweethearts and are very close, then have you ever liked her? Or do you still like her now?”

 

She was always straightforward with her questions, especially since the other party was a romantic rival. It was best to ask directly.

 

Yan Shiqing couldn’t help but chuckle upon hearing this, causing Shen Qiaoyu to cough softly and say, “Don’t laugh.”

 

“Answer me,” she said.

 

Seeing her so serious, Yan Shiqing started to feel somewhat panic-stricken.

 

After Shen Qiaoyu finds out the truth later, she might kill her for it. She’s all lies as soon as she opens her mouth, and yet she brazenly deceives her, treating her like a plaything.

 

But indeed, it was truly impulsive of her to tell this lie in the first place.

 

However, there’s no turning back after launching the arrow. She could only whisper softly, “No, I’m already seeing someone, we’re just friends now. How could I possibly like her?”

 

Yet, if she had spoken as casually as she used to, it might have been fine. But her anxious demeanor only made Shen Qiaoyu more suspicious.

 

It seemed like Yan Shiqing did have feelings for Qingning, she was so uncomfortable.

 

“No, she must always be vigilant against the rival in love and protect her Qingning well,” she thought.

 

While thinking this, she said, “I have something to ask you later. Let’s talk about it when we go to bed and sleep.”

 

“For now, let’s eat first.”

 

“Alright~” Seeing that she had dropped the subject, Yan Shiqing finally relaxed a bit. She thought that next time, she should refrain from making such reckless jests with the other, as it could lead to serious issues.

 

It was enough for Shen Qiaoyu to think that she and Qingning were just friends. But if Shen Qiaoyu were to view her as a rival and therefore reject her more, it would be a loss not worth the gain.

 

She was calculating her approach to Shen Qiaoyu, and there would certainly be a cost to pay later.

 

She just didn’t know what the cost would be.

 

Yan Shiqing sighed in her heart, feeling somewhat depressed.

 

…

 

This time, the two of them had their fill. Shen Qiaoyu also enjoyed a big bowl of potato beef brisket, which finally satisfied her.

 

Not only that, she came to regard Yan Shiqing in a new light because the cooking was truly delicious.

 

How should she put it? After eating, there’s always a sense of happiness and a taste of home.

 

She couldn’t help but warm up to Yan Shiqing a bit more. She promptly washed the dishes and then instantaneously lay down on the bed, feeling that the sensation of lying down after eating was just too wonderful.

 

Just then, Yan Shiqing patted her shoulder and whispered, “Your underwear is still in the bathroom.”

 

Shen Qiaoyu realized what she had missed; she had forgotten to wash something. So, she went back to the bathroom to do her laundry.

 

However, as she finished washing and casually glanced at the row of wet clothes hanging on the rack, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes at one of the items.

 

Is there really such underwear?

 

It was just three strings, dripping wet, each string not even half as wide as a finger.

 

Can someone wear this? Or is it actually just a hair tie?

 

Shen Qiaoyu fell into deep puzzlement but quickly dismissed the thought from her mind.

 

It was someone else’s business and not worth paying too much attention to. Such underwear must exist; it was just that she had never seen it before, except maybe on others wearing swimwear with very little fabric.

 

After she finished, she returned to the room, not expecting Yan Shiqing to have already prepared everything. She had the muscle-relaxing medicated oil ready by the side and had even taken off her pajama pants, waiting for her help with the massage.

 

Shen Qiaoyu climbed onto the bed, intending first to chat about Qingning. But seeing everything prepared, she could only start right away, finishing earlier so she could rest sooner.

 

Just then, unexpectedly, Yan Shiqing brought up the topic of underwear herself. She smiled at Shen Qiaoyu and said, “Qiao Qiao, did you see my underwear? As someone who has been in that situation before, let me remind you that giving sexy lingerie to your partner can definitely spice up your relationship.”

 

Shen Qiaoyu looked at her with a blank expression, pouring medicated oil onto both hands and vigorously slapping it onto her legs. She whispered, “I don’t need your reminders.”

 

How could this woman say whatever comes to mind?

 

Her ears turned red as she vigorously rubbed the oil into her legs and added, “From now on, please don’t speak.”

 

Who knows what else she might say?

 

However, Yan Shiqing simply couldn’t keep quiet. She clenched her hands tightly onto the bedding, her face flushed with redness.

 

As the medicated oil was slowly massaged into her thighs, a soreness spread, accompanied by a numb, tingling heat. The other person’s rough palms rubbed and pressed, eliciting a cry, “No, it’s too much.”

 

Tears welled up in her eyes as she exclaimed, “Ah, it hurts so much!”

 

Shen Qiaoyu glanced at her, noticing that she was genuinely in pain, her whole body trembling. Trying to distract her, Shen Qiaoyu asked, “Weren’t you kidnapped as a child and then found? What’s the connection with the orphanage? How do you know Qingning?”

 

Yan Shiqing had reached her limit. Shen Qiaoyu, with her coarse palms covered in medicinal oil, kneaded Yan Shiqing’s thighs, focusing on the most sore areas. She massaged inch by inch, allowing the oil to penetrate the skin, creating a burning and painful sensation. The subtle touches made Yan Shiqing’s waist tremble lightly. In a hurry, she said, “Stop for a moment, I’ll… I’ll explain further…”

 

“No,” Shen Qiaoyu refused, speaking slowly. “What time is it now? Do you still want to sleep? It’s better to endure the pain now and get it over with, or you won’t be able to get up tomorrow.”

 

Tears filled Yan Shiqing’s eyes. She couldn’t bear it any longer and simply lay down, her legs trembling. She thought it was fortunate that she had a sanitary pad in place; otherwise, it could have been a disaster.

 

Gasping slightly, she blurted out, “It’s really too painful! I don’t want the massage!”

 

After uttering those words, she tried to turn over and escape Shen Qiaoyu’s hands. However, unexpectedly, her leg was caught and pulled back, startling her into protesting with a trembling voice, “Hey, no forcing!”

 

…..

 

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