Chapter 69 part 2

No, perhaps Shen Qiaoyu had already seen her last night.

She was somewhat afraid of giving herself away, worried that Shen Qiaoyu would notice the similarities between her and Qingning.

But worrying about it now was futile. She stared blankly at Shen Qiaoyu, noticing her cold expression, long lashes drooping, eyes full of seriousness and devoid of any disrespect, and she gradually forgot to struggle.

Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Shen Qiaoyu let go of her hand.

To her surprise, Yan Shiqing had also brought disinfectant wipes and pads in her bag.

She looked up at her.

Yan Shiqing’s face had already turned red with anger, and she retorted, “Aren’t these essentials?”

“Yes,” Shen Qiaoyu replied, her own face flushed as she took out a wet wipe and began to carefully clean the transparent liquid from her p*ssy.

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Sensing her actions, Shen Qiaoyu chuckled softly in her ear, “Does it hurt?”

“Are all these in my hand just for show, then?”

Upon hearing this, her face immediately flushed as if on fire, and she angrily attempted to bite her.

She managed to bite Shen Qiaoyu’s ear, but she did not let her go, Shen Qiaoyu’s voice husky, “So, you like to bite? Are you a little dog?”

“You’re the jerk!” Yan Shiqing was furious inside, trembling slightly with anger. Yet, a sense of anticipation inexplicably grew within her, preventing her from pushing her away. The medicine in her p*ssy was diluted, continuously dripping down.

She had thought she would continue as before, perhaps even kiss her.

But to her surprise, Shen Qiaoyu only poked the medicine a few times before withdrawing her hand, leaving her feeling inexplicably disappointed.

She felt both ashamed and angry, frustrated with her own weakness.

In reality, Shen Qiaoyu was also struggling, but upon seeing her wound, she forcefully held back.

The wound wasn’t large and would heal quickly without medication.

However, the edges of the wound were slightly everted, likely due to the frequent application of medicine, preventing it from closing properly, with medicine continuing to drip from it.

Every part of Yan Shiqing was beautiful, and this was no exception; even a slight redness made it look as though she had been mistreated, quickening the heartbeat of the onlooker.

Shen Qiaoyu’s neck turned red from looking, but considering her physical condition, she refrained from going further and instead wiped her clean with antiseptic wipes.

Despite her efforts, some droplets still managed to fall, but she quickly applied ointment to her wound with a cotton swab.

Yan Shiqing quietly watched her, her heart racing at that moment. The touch of the cotton swab gave her a peculiar sensation, causing her to bite her lip and clench her fingers tightly, while a thought emerged in her mind.

Shen Qiaoyu must like her, right? She was really… very gentle, just like one would treat a beloved.

In that moment, she inexplicably found herself drawn closer to Shen Qiaoyu and, tilting her head slightly, kiss her lips.

Shen Qiaoyu was shocked.

This was one of the rare moments when the little trickster initiated a kiss.

Her heart softened, and she immediately reached out to support Yan Shiqing’s neck, returning the kiss.

Their heads moved, constantly changing angles to suck each other’s lips, their gazes locked in a drunken embrace, their breaths mingling and growing more rapid.

The sound of lips sucking and smacking filled the air, making it hard for them to part, reluctantly breaking away only to instantly lock in a kiss again.

Unconsciously, Shen Qiaoyu’s tongue found its way between Yan Shiqing’s lips, stirring and twining with their tongue, sucking the saliva from their lips.

Her tongue initiated waves of tingling, hot and moist, her heart pounding so hard she nearly lost her ability to think, inadvertently aggravating Yan Shiqing’s wounds in her p*ssy.

She kept her emotions suppressed, not knowing how long they kissed until Yan Shiqing, gasping for air, released a thread of saliva from the corner of her lips, prompting Shen Qiaoyu to let go.

As the thread of saliva stretched between their lips, Shen Qiaoyu gently licked the droplets from Yan Shiqing’s lips.

This action made Yan Shi bury her face in Shen Qiaoyu’s neck, breathing heavily, her face flushed red.

She had tasted a slight hint of blood in Shen Qiaoyu’s mouth, realizing she had bitten her tongue earlier, and felt a pang of heartache.

Despite the heartache, she found herself lost in Shen Qiaoyu’s tenderness, forgetting all the reasons she was angry, and tears fell unnoticed as she rubbed her cheek against Shen Qiaoyu’s neck, choking up, “Can you break up with Qingning, please?”

“If you break up with her, I promise I’ll break up with my partner too!”

Shen Qiaoyu’s eyes darkened, and she instantly replied, “No.”

Hearing this, Yan Shi’s anger flared again. She looked up and said indignantly, “So what? Are we going to sneak around forever?!”

“How else can I get back at you, you little trickster?” Shen Qiaoyu answer in her head.

Shen Qiaoyu sighed and said directly, “I really can’t leave Qingning.”

“If you really force me to choose, then, like you just said, let’s end it.”

Yan Shiqing was left gasping for breath in frustration, coughing violently, tears filling her eyes as she thought,

How can there be such a woman?!

She felt both sour and angry, sour that Shen Qiaoyu chose Qingning, angry that she hadn’t made it clear earlier, and now, at this moment, she’s talking about breaking up, what is she, playing games with her?!

“Jerk!”

Shen Qiaoyu gently patted her back, tenderly saying, “But if you ever need anything, you can always come to me.”

Yan Shiqing was shocked: “!!!”

“Scumbag!”

Angered, she shook off her hand and demanded, “Untie my hands!”

Shen Qiaoyu complied, and she quickly wiped her p*ssy, which was oozing a clear liquid, with a wet paper before applying a pad.

Throughout, Yan Shiqing’s demeanor was one of intense anger, yet her eyelashes were wet with tears, making her appear extremely pitiful.

Shen Qiaoyu began to feel regret.

For some reason, every time she considered being kind to her, memories of being deceived by her surfaced, leading her to say things unconsciously to upset her as a form of revenge, only to regret it afterwards.

She was still angry, thinking that Yan Shiqing was too malicious, playing her for a fool, and also feeling as if Yan Shiqing was just teasing her.

However, Yan Shiqing’s expression suggested otherwise; she seemed genuinely fond of her, which explained her tears and anger.

Each time she saw her like this, she would soften, yet at the same time, she would remind herself.

Yan Shiqing was an actress; perhaps it was all an act?

At that moment, her mind was in turmoil, but ultimately, reason took over, allowing her to calm down and stick to her original intention.

She was there for revenge; conceding first was not an option.

She was determined to make the other person cry and beg her!

As she was contemplating this, Yan Shiqing had already gotten up and, appearing somewhat unsteady on her feet, was helped by her into an embrace.

Yan Shiqing immediately pushed her away, wiped her tears, and coldly declared, “You’ve said it, from now on, we’re done! From this day forth, you go your way, and I’ll go mine. Let’s not seek each other out again!”

She pulled up her pants and walked away without looking back.

Shen Qiaoyu stood still, watching her leave, her heart somewhat trembling, yet she resolved.

This time, she was certain, she would not be the first to soften and coax the other!

…

Not long after, Shen Qiaoyu returned to where they had been, and both she and Yan Shiqing ignored each other.

Instead, Shen Yuchuan came over, turned off the radio, and whispered, “I think you and Yan Shiqing are caught in a cycle.”

Shen Qiaoyu responded, “Hmm?”

He continued, “One moment you two are fine, and the next, you’re in a cold war. Isn’t that a cycle?”

“Listen to your brother,” he added, “What’s wrong with taking the initiative to coax her a bit? Don’t forget, the wedding day is not far off.”