After Appearing on a Dating Show with a Top-Star Omega - Chapter 16

After the meal.

Jiang Yuan dragged her suitcase toward the guest room. She had stayed here for a few days already and was starting to become quite familiar with the place.

Yu Qingshi came out after putting away the bowls and chopsticks and saw her. She asked, “Where is Yuanyuan going?”

Jiang Yuan answered as if it were only natural. “The guest room.”

“The guest room?” Yu Qingshi walked closer step by step. She raised her hand and pressed it onto the suitcase handle, her slender little hand just covering Jiang Yuan’s.

The back of Jiang Yuan’s hand warmed. She lowered her head to look.

“Yuanyuan can’t sleep in the guest room. Yuanyuan has to sleep in the master bedroom.”

The gentle voice sounded beside her ear. The words fell like a sudden clap of thunder from flat ground, blasting Jiang Yuan into a daze.

Jiang Yuan reacted slowly, still looking silly. “Ah? Th-then where will Qingshi sleep?”

The corners of Yu Qingshi’s lips curved upward. She stood on tiptoe and leaned beside Jiang Yuan’s ear, her thin lips parting slightly. “Beside your pillow.”

The warm breath sprayed over her, burning Jiang Yuan’s ear red. She covered it and retreated half a step, only to bump right into the tightly closed guest room door and become trapped in place.

For a moment, Jiang Yuan could not speak properly. “Qing—uh… Qingshi, n-no, that shouldn’t be okay.”

Taking advantage of Jiang Yuan’s lapse, Yu Qingshi pulled the suitcase from her hand and dragged it toward the master bedroom.

Jiang Yuan hurriedly followed behind her. “Qing-Qingshi, we can’t. After the show airs, it’ll affect you.”

Yu Qingshi did not even turn her head. One sentence blocked her there. “Do you think Qin Yiting will prepare separate rooms for the couples?”

Jiang Yuan’s footsteps paused.

This bizarre dating show had one secretly fake couple, one pair of ex-wives whose grand wedding had ended in divorce, and one screen CP whose solo fans had fought one another black and blue during their hit drama.

Based on Jiang Yuan’s brief but profound understanding of Qin Yiting, she did not even need one second to think before knowing that Qin Yiting would absolutely not prepare two rooms.

Qin Yiting would probably even wish for the couples to start making a scene, then grin behind the cameras with all her teeth showing.

Yu Qingshi pushed the suitcase inside and joked about herself. “Do you believe she’ll prepare two rooms, or do you believe I’m the reincarnation of the Little Cat Emperor?”

“Little Cat Emperor” was a separate Super Topic created by Yu Qingshi’s fans.

When Yu Qingshi filmed, she often stayed deep in mountains and forests. At first, the fan photographers carrying their huge cameras had a hard time finding her, but later, they gradually gained experience.

Usually, wherever the most cats gathered, that was where Yu Qingshi was.

So the fans began jokingly calling Yu Qingshi the reincarnation of the Little Cat Emperor.

They often shared videos in the Super Topic of asking cats for directions using photos of Yu Qingshi.

Conscientious cats, fair prices—only one cat treat tube required.

Jiang Yuan’s fingertips curled, tugging at the seam of her pants. She shifted her gaze away, not daring to look at Yu Qingshi, and said nothing in a muffled silence.

The two entered the master bedroom together. They unpacked the things in the suitcase and placed them in various corners.

Their belongings mixed together, as if even their auras had intertwined.

Jiang Yuan was the first to enter the bathroom.

The guest room had its own bathroom, so this was her first time entering the master bedroom’s.

This one was more spacious and transparent. The tiles were clean and bright, so clear that Jiang Yuan could see her own reflection.

She had stepped into Yu Qingshi’s private territory.

Although the whole space was equipped with a pheromone filter, she did not know if it was her imagination, but she felt that the tip of her nose was still surrounded by a faint magnolia fragrance.

Jiang Yuan hurriedly turned on the shower. Hot steam rose upward, as if isolating the scent.

She stepped into the hot water, and her body was instantly drenched. Her wet hair stuck to her skin.

Jiang Yuan covered her face. Whether it was from the hot water or from embarrassment, her whole body had flushed red.

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By the time the two of them had showered and washed up separately, it was already nearly midnight.

Yu Qingshi came out of the bathroom and immediately saw Jiang Yuan standing there stiffly.

While drying her hair, she asked in confusion, “Why is Yuanyuan standing here?”

The master bedroom was very large, with the bed, dressing table, and wardrobe separated into different areas.

When Jiang Yuan had first come out, she had looked around.

It was either the bed or the sofa. Her whole body stiffened, and she did not know where she could sit.

So she simply leaned there blankly.

Yu Qingshi took Jiang Yuan’s hand and pulled her to sit on the bed. She opened the bedside cabinet and took out a hair dryer. “Why hasn’t Yuanyuan dried her hair yet?”

Her wet hair clung to her cheeks. Jiang Yuan raised her hand and twisted it lightly. “It’s almost dry already.”

“Let’s dry it a little more.” Yu Qingshi stood up and turned on the warm air.

She faced Jiang Yuan, her right hand naturally stroking Jiang Yuan’s hair.

Jiang Yuan had not expected Yu Qingshi to do it herself. She immediately froze in place.

Warm air brushed over the top of her head, and one hand gently moved through her hair.

The two were face-to-face, and Yu Qingshi leaned slightly forward, almost holding Jiang Yuan’s head into her arms.

The other person wore a French-style camisole nightdress, her slender waist so slim it seemed one hand could encircle it.

The nightdress had a V-neck. Jiang Yuan was afraid of seeing what she should not, so she quickly squeezed her eyes shut.

After a while.

“Done.” Yu Qingshi turned off the hair dryer and lowered her head, only to see Jiang Yuan with her eyes tightly closed and even her shoulders almost raised.

“Yuanyuan?”

“Mm.” Jiang Yuan opened her eyes, her gaze dodging. “Thank you, Qingshi.”

“Now it’s Yuanyuan’s turn to dry mine.” Yu Qingshi stuffed the hair dryer into Jiang Yuan’s hand.

She sat down, stretched out her legs, and a sly glimmer flashed through her eyes. “I hate drying my hair the most.”

Jiang Yuan’s hair was shorter than hers and had already been almost dry. Calculating it this way, it was a very good bargain.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan curved her lips slightly, a smile in her eyes. “I didn’t say I wasn’t willing.”

Jiang Yuan opened the other person’s shower cap, and long black hair scattered down, falling all the way to her back.

Her hair still carried a little moisture, leaving damp spots spreading across her nightdress.

Jiang Yuan knelt on one knee on the bed and began drying from the ends.

The machine sounded again, warm air blowing steadily.

Yu Qingshi played with the dried ends of her hair, while Jiang Yuan was fully focused, afraid of pulling and hurting her.

For a while, neither of them spoke. The glass window opposite them reflected their silhouettes. The light was warm, and the atmosphere was relaxed and cozy.

By the time the two turned off the lights and got into bed, there were no longer any lit floors outside the window.

It was summer, and the air conditioner was on inside. The summer blanket was only a thin layer, making it very easy to touch the other person.

Fortunately, Yu Qingshi had brought the blanket from the guest room over. Otherwise, Jiang Yuan really would not have known what to do tonight.

The two lay in bed. After their eyes adjusted to the darkness, things gradually became clearer.

Moonlight shone in from outside. From the corner of her eye, Jiang Yuan could see the person lying on her side beside her.

Her body became even stiffer.

Yu Qingshi noticed the effect her gaze had brought, but she had no intention of changing it.

She supported her chin with one hand. “Once we’re on the dating show, we’ll have to sleep in the same bed. We might even have to share one blanket.”

“Mm. I know,” Jiang Yuan replied softly.

“Yuanyuan has to get used to living with me in advance. That includes waking up, washing up, drying hair, and also…”

Yu Qingshi’s voice paused, drawing Jiang Yuan to turn her face and look.

“Kissing.”

The words landed clearly, and her cool voice was tinged with a little ambiguity.

“Kissing?!” Jiang Yuan abruptly clutched the blanket, nearly breaking her voice.

“Yes.” Yu Qingshi nodded, her expression unchanged. “We’re a couple. If we’re too stiff and formal on the show, how will netizens believe it?”

“No, no, no.” Jiang Yuan refused repeatedly. Because her tone was too decisive, she softened her voice again. “We can just do this much. Netizens won’t suspect anything.”

How, how, how could she kiss Qingshi?!

“Then… should we start with kissing cheeks?” Yu Qingshi did not give up and changed her suggestion.

“But—”

Before Jiang Yuan could finish speaking, Yu Qingshi suddenly propped herself up, lowered her head, and pecked her on the cheek.

Her pink lips were warm and soft, touching and leaving in an instant.

Jiang Yuan’s entire body burned up. Her face filled with embarrassment, and she slid dazedly into the blanket, covering her cheeks.

Inside, however, stormy waves had surged.

The culprit still tugged at Jiang Yuan’s rabbit nest, her face full of innocence. “Yuanyuan, you can’t sleep.”

“It’s only fair if I kiss you too.”

Jiang Yuan blinked and actually felt that there was some reason to it.

If she did not kiss her back now, wouldn’t Qingshi be at a disadvantage?

After thinking it through, Jiang Yuan sat up.

Seeing this, Yu Qingshi also obediently lay down inside the blanket.

Jiang Yuan lowered her head, and the distance between the two of them grew closer and closer.

The words she had not said suddenly sounded in her heart.

But aren’t we fake girlfriends? If netizens discover that we aren’t suited for each other, wouldn’t it be more natural for us to break up?

Her movement stopped, and her gaze landed on Yu Qingshi.

Yu Qingshi’s hands were gripping the edge of the blanket. Her black hair was scattered across the pillow, and her eyes were bright, filled with fragmented light, as if full of expectation.

…So cute.

Jiang Yuan’s lashes trembled. She could not help continuing to bend down and leave a light mark on that soft cheek.

The sensation on her lips was clear. After realizing what she had done, Jiang Yuan’s pupils shrank.

Only then was Yu Qingshi satisfied. She smiled. “It’s late. Let’s sleep.”

“Good night, Yuanyuan.”

Jiang Yuan subconsciously blurted, “…Good night.”

After they exchanged good nights, the room instantly quieted down.

Moonlight slanted in, gently scattering silver radiance.

Jiang Yuan kept her eyes open and still had not fallen asleep.

The person beside her breathed lightly and evenly. The blankets carried a fragrance—the scent of the same body wash they had both used.

The person on the bed frowned and thought for a long time before finally arriving at a conclusion.

She… had turned bad.

Jiang Yuan silently shrank herself into the blanket.