Chapter 81

“Did you… like me from the start…”

Shen Qiaoyu lifted her head, feeling a warm breath brush against her cheek. Her eyes were filled with a tipsy haze, like the playful words of someone who’s had a bit too much to drink.

Only Yan Shiqing knew how fast her heart was racing at that moment.

She was pinned under Shen Qiaoyu, with Shen Qiaoyu blocking the light from the incandescent lamp. Her long hair fell, strands lightly brushing across Yan’s cheek.

It tickled, yet it stirred her heartstrings.

The two locked eyes, and in Shen Qiaoyu’s gaze, Yan Shiqing seemed to see a burning flame ready to consume her completely, leaving her cheeks flushed. Her hands gradually clenched the bed sheets beneath her, managing to squeeze out a single word, “Hmm…”

“What? I didn’t quite catch that~” Shen Qiaoyu smiled, leaning in closer to Yan Shiqing.

Yan Shiqing tilted her head, their lips almost touching, with their heated breaths and gazes intertwined.

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She should be brave and express her feelings.

She didn’t want to miss her again…

Thinking this, Yan Shiqing suddenly wrapped her arms around Shen Qiaoyu’s neck, nervously closing her eyes and quickly capturing her lips.

“I like you…”

“I’ve liked you for so long, so long…”

Their lips pressed together, her voice trembled, as if her breathing had softened, her legs slowly wrapping around Shen Qiaoyu’s waist.

But hearing her words, Shen Qiaoyu’s breathing grew more rapid, as she held Yan tightly and kissed her fiercely.

“So, you’ve been plotting from the start, deceiving me all along?”

Her voice was hoarse, carrying a sense of heavy oppression.

Yan Shiqing’s eyes widened, tears welling up, her fingers slowly tightening.

She thought Shen Qiaoyu would start settling accounts, her heart instinctively panicking. Yet she felt Shen Qiaoyu’s hand reaching her p*ssy, tearing the fabric away, touching the spot soaked with transparent liquid, teasing out silver strands.

Her heart pounded like thunder, her body trembling slightly, and she hurriedly said, “You lied to me too!”

“Oh? What did I lie about?” Shen Qiaoyu smiled, starting to gently suck on Yan Shiqing’s lips, their soft lips rubbing and mingling, breath hot and entwined.

Yan Shiqing squinted her eyes, unable to resist kissing back, their lips playfully entwined, producing loud sucking sounds.

“You lied to me that you didn’t notice, that you played me for a fool…”

She gasped slightly, her hands firmly pressing Shen Qiaoyu’s nape, kissing her again, saying, “You pretended not to know, teased me, took advantage of me at every turn!”

“You even lied about liking both Qingning and me, asking me to be your lover!”

“You deceived my feelings, making me constantly worried…”

Her voice stopped abruptly as Shen Qiaoyu’s fingers ventured deeper into her p*ssy, seemingly checking it, moving back and forth, causing transparent liquid to fall repeatedly.

Yan Shiqing cried out, tears filling her eyes, “You’re always like this! Always! Seizing me anytime and anywhere, lying to me, saying you liked me but couldn’t break up with Qingning…”

“Do you know how I suffered during those days? I was terrified, dreaming of you breaking up with Qingning, but in the end, you lied to me!”

Her eyes were filled with tears sliding down her cheeks, her face flushed, lips parted as if to speak.

But the next second, Shen Qiaoyu took the opportunity to pry open her teeth.

“I thought you were quite happy, weren’t you?” Shen Qiaoyu’s gaze darkened, her tongue delving into Yan Shiqing’s mouth, wildly stirring her tongue.

Their hot, soft tongues intertwined, creating waves of tingling sensations.

She sucked on Yan Shiqing’s lips, swallowing the saliva into her throat.

Yan Shiqing’s eyes widened, angered by her words, her face turning red, struggling desperately, stammering, “Let me go, let me go!”

Her legs kicked up and down, her whole body struggling and trembling, resisting fiercely.

But Shen Qiaoyu seemed crazed, kissing her, repeatedly saying, “Yes, I lied to you, but what about when you lied to me?!”

“You pretended Qingning broke into my world, making me happy, making me sad, using Qingning’s identity to make me care for you, leading me on both ends!”

“You deceived my heart entirely.”

“All that ointment! Calling to self-soothe, delivering red sugar water during your period, you meticulously plotted just to make me fall for you, didn’t you?”

“You deceived me so badly, why can’t you tell the truth now?”

Shen Qiaoyu spoke each word, her eyes slightly reddening, angrily probing the depths of Yan Shiqing’s p*ssy with her fingers.

Yan Shiqing’s c*m continually dripping onto her hand.

She was angry that even now, Yan Shiqing wouldn’t speak her heart, yet seeing her cry, her heart ached.

So she withdrew her hand, tearing away her own underwear, aligning herself with Yan Shiqing’s pssy, holding her tightly, gently moving her own against Yan Shiqing’s pssy.

“Shen Qiaoyu…”

Hearing her words, Yan Shiqing seemed momentarily stunned, struck by rushing wave of pleasure. This time, it was more intense than ever, causing her to cry out, her p*ssy involuntarily releasing copious amounts of transparent water.

Not to mention Shen Qiaoyu’s sudden attention to her p*ssy, both soothing and pleasuring it.

“I’m scared because I’m afraid you’ll despise me and leave once you know the truth!”

Suddenly, she understood. She called out softly, tears escaping her eyes, and tightly wrapped her arms around Shen Qiaoyu’s neck, beginning to respond, returning the kiss.

Together, they swayed, rubbing against each other’s p*ssy. Her voice trembled with the tingling sensation, “I’ve liked you since we were young. I stole your clothes and towels just to catch a whiff of your scent…”

“I’m older; I realized it sooner. Every night, my dreams were filled with you…”

“I was terrified you’d hate me, too scared to reveal anything. But eventually, my mother found out. She forced me to stay away from you and even took me to school to confess the theft…”

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiaoyu paused for a moment, but only a moment. She then leaned in and kissed Yan Shiqing’s lips again, moving more fervently over her p*ssy.

Yan Shiqing’s eyes burned, feeling the intensity of her affection through these actions.

At that moment, she was no longer afraid and continued, “At the party, when you got drunk, I waited outside early. I wanted to get close to you, so I came up with a cheeky plan to take you dancing, luring you…”

“But I never expected it to go so smoothly…”

“I will never forget that New Year’s Eve…”

The constant friction on their p*ssy mixed two liquids, like electrotherapy, spreading tingling currents.

Yan Shiqing spoke while unable to suppress her voice, “The show was my doing. I pretended to be Qingning to continue our relationship, but I wasn’t satisfied, wanting to get closer using Qingning’s identity.”

“I thought the show would bring me closer, but the lies kept growing. Yet I don’t regret it…”

“Because I like you, and without this, I might never have had the chance to be near you…”

“Qiaoqiao…”

She whispered, tears falling into her hair, trembling under the storm, suddenly drenching the other.

Shen Qiaoyu remained calm, kissing away her tears, sighing softly, “Little liar, let’s reconcile. This won’t happen again.”

“And as you said, you love me, so I won’t let you go anymore…”

Hearing her words, Yan Shiqing’s eyes widened in shock, tears slipping unconsciously, her breath quickening, heart pounding like thunder.

The next second, Shen Qiaoyu captured her lips fiercely.

In that instant, no one understood her joy, her bewilderment, and her wildly beating heart.

She quickly embraced Shen Qiaoyu tightly, crying tears of joy as they kissed passionately, rubbing against each other’s p*ssy again and again.

They kissed deeply, their tongues intertwining, breaths mingling in heated exchanges.

The room echoed with the woman’s soft calls, “Shen Qiaoyu…”

“Qiaoqiao…”

The breeze outside gently moved the curtains, as they fervently expressed their feelings on this wedding night.

That night, Yan Shiqing only heard her name being called repeatedly by Shen Qiaoyu.

“Shiqing…”

“Shiqing…”

“I love you…”

Those words blended with her own voice.

Hearing that, Yan Shiqing trembled overwhelmed with joy, tears falling endlessly, drown in pleasure and cl*maxing on Shen Qiaoyu.

Heaven knows, she had longed to hear those words even in her dreams.

She never imagined Shen Qiaoyu would tenderly whisper love to her in such a moment.

Then, as if comforting her, Shen Qiaoyu brought her lips to her pssy, gently lapping up the spilled cm, her tongue probing like fingers, checking her p*ssy back and forth.

The entire night, Yan Shiqing was caught in a cycle, repeatedly overwhelmed, c*mming, crying and pleading for Shen Qiaoyu to be less petty, to not remember all her deceits so vividly, now using them against her.

She said, for every time she deceived her, she would be avenged for 24 hours.

At this rate, it would be her undoing!

The word ‘petty’ amused Shen Qiaoyu, who laughed, lifting her forcefully, pressing her against the glass of the balcony door, holding her tightly, setting the d*ldo, and repeatedly pleasuring her.

Fortunately, the curtains were drawn, preventing others from seeing.

Yet Yan Shiqing was still somewhat frightened.

Her body pressed against the glass, waves rising in front, she hastily called out, “Don’t let mom and dad hear!”

“They won’t. They went to town with Grandpa to stay with the old man for a while, giving us space for our honeymoon~” Shen Qiaoyu laughed, kissing her, moving fiercely.

Yan Shiqing: “…”

Oh no, oh no!

She cried miserably, hands on the glass, while the dldo continued to pierce deep into her pssy.

Under Shen Qiaoyu’s continued care, Yan Shiqing’s soon reach the peak, Shen Qiaoyu scoop some of her c*m and feed it into her own mouth, what she couldn’t swallow trickling down her chin.

On the floor, there are some inconspicuous small puddles left behind from their intense activity.

That night, she barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes for a few minutes, she’d be woken again.

Her constitution was weak; after Shen Qiaoyu bathed her, she slept an entire day.

But after dinner, she was held and kissed again, ending up with another sleepless night.

After days of a such schedule, Yan Shiqing felt like a week had passed, and she was nearly worn out in the room she had long dreamed of staying in.

Sometimes, during the day, Shen Qiaoyu would whimsically pull her to watch movies together, listen to the sounds from the screen, and then embrace her for some fun, leaving her flushed and embarrassed.

She was severely dehydrated, always appearing as if tea had been spilled beneath her, and whenever she touched her, silvery threads would appear between her lower lips.

Her body was marked with red patches.

She even chose particularly challenging positions.

Sometimes she would have her brace against a full-length mirror, her legs hooked around her waist, holding her from behind, doing her.

Other times, she would have her lie on the desk, embracing and kissing her repeatedly, making her pour herself into her.

She would lift her up, making her sit face-to-face on her shoulders, kissing her p*ssy.

She would press her head down, allowing Yan Shiqing’s to her eat her.

Sitting on her shoulders like a child, under a glaring light, listening to the sound of her pleasure her, she faintly recalled the moment in a variety show when she helped her shoot hoops.

Back then, she was excited yet nervous, focusing on the hoops but thinking only of her, her mind wandering.

Now, her previous dreams had come true!

Scenes flashed before her eyes, her heart raced with joy, until she finally c*m all over her.

“Qiao Qiao, drink it all, no wasting~” she ordered, her eyes stubbornly dark, her cheeks a feverish red, pressing her head down.

Shen Qiaoyu obediently licked every drop of her cm that dripped from her pssy, despite of her face being covered in Yan Shiqing’s c*m.

Yan Shiqing encouraged her, her voice melodic and sweet, until she suddenly tossed her onto the bed, embraced her, and kissed her, sharing the sweetness from her lips to hers.

This time, Yan Shiqing’s heart pounded as they kissed and entwined their tongues.

Silver threads hung from their lips, their tongues never resting, her cheeks flushed as she savored the sweet taste.

Constantly expressing their affection, they would soon pour themselves into each other again.

A few days later, Yan Shiqing was covered in bruises, her voice hoarse from crying, old wounds added with new ones, lips cracked in several places, and even her p*ssy hurt.

The key issue was that during each medication application, she would take advantage of her, sometimes using fingers to press medicine into her pssy, prodding until she cm.

Even a cotton swab could make her cry out and reach the peak.

Each time she applied ointment with her fingers on her p*ssy, she would simultaneously kiss her cheeks, making her heart beat faster.

Unable to bear it, Yan Shiqing tried to escape while she was busy cooking porridge, only to be carried back and thrown onto the bed.

Her pleasure came easily, and as Shen Qiaoyu approached her, she trembled slightly, whispering, “If you keep this up, I’ll die here!”

Shen Qiaoyu chuckled, “Alright, the honeymoon’s over, let’s get back to filming.”

“Huh, honeymoon’s over?” Yan Shiqing was puzzled.

With a smile, Shen Qiaoyu asked, “Continue?”

“No, no, no!” she quickly replied, “Back to filming, back to filming!”

Shen Qiaoyu laughed, embracing her and suddenly becoming serious, “Shiqing, my feelings for you weren’t accidental or fate; they were destined from the start.”

“When we were young, I saw you as a friend. Later, I disliked you, envied you, and couldn’t help but focus on you, which subconsciously turned into dislike and rejection.”

“That’s why I quickly fell for Qing Ning without seeing her face.”

“Luckily, you approached me, and luckily, you liked me too,” she smiled, her eyes full of affection.

In that moment, Yan Shiqing felt warmth in her heart, her heartbeat quickening, her eyes welling up, and she hugged her tightly, murmuring, “Yes…”

No one knew her happiness at that moment, her dreams coming true, floating on clouds, a beauty unreal.

So she pinched her cheek, holding back tears, asking, “You haven’t been possessed, have you? Is this real?”

Shen Qiaoyu laughed, kissing her lips again, “What do you think?”

“Ouch, ouch!” Yan Shiqing playfully glared at her, her cheeks red, but quickly smiled, “It’s real~”

Shen Qiaoyu chuckled softly, eyes filled with gentle warmth, and held her tightly again, solemnly saying, “From today, I’ll work hard, to support you, to stand by your side.”

“Okay.” Yan Shiqing’s eyes curved into a smile, feeling sweet as honey, hugging her back, softly replying, “It’s a promise.”

“A promise.”

Their pinkies intertwined, making a childish vow.

Shen Qiaoyu knew they had a long future ahead, a lifetime to love her, to be with her.

She would fulfill her promise, keep up with her pace, and grow old together, sharing joys and sorrows…