Chapter 34

After the embarrassed anger came disappointment, rolling back like the tide, almost drowning her.

Jiang Yuan moved one step back. She lowered her lashes, and her expression could not be seen clearly. “Qingshi, you… you’re teasing me again.”

She… she had taken it seriously.

Yu Qingshi noticed her emotions. She tilted her head and blinked. “Then I won’t tease Yuanyuan anymore.”

After saying that, she tugged Jiang Yuan’s collar and pulled her down with force, raising her head to kiss Jiang Yuan on the cheek.

The warmth swept over Jiang Yuan’s face and left behind a watery, damp mark.

A gentle kiss, touching and parting, just like the good-night kisses every night.

For some reason, the heavy feeling still hung over Jiang Yuan’s heart, like a dark haze that would not disperse.

Jiang Yuan had not been prepared. Her eyes widened in astonishment. “That’s not what I meant…”

“Then what does Yuanyuan mean?” Yu Qingshi stacked both hands on Jiang Yuan’s shoulders and rested her chin on top. “Could it be?”

Her gaze drifted downward, looking at the thin lips before her.

“No! It’s not!” Jiang Yuan suddenly raised her voice. Her eyes darted away. After realizing how abrupt she sounded, she softened her voice again. “It’s time for lunch. Let’s go back.”

The topic had been changed far too stiffly. Yu Qingshi curved her lips and kindly let her go. “Perfect. I’m hungry too.”

The two took a car back to the Heartbeat House.

The date was over, and everyone had gathered in the living room. They were each preparing food, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After the meal.

Qin Yiting came to announce a new task. “Today, we’ll play a little game: drinking questions.”

She called the staff over to place the alcohol on the round table, especially showing the brand to the livestream. The product placement was simple and obvious.

The six of them sat in a circle, with one bottle of alcohol placed in front of each person.

Qin Yiting was still rambling on about the rules up front, while the two of them started whispering below.

Yu Qingshi quietly hooked Jiang Yuan’s hand with her little finger and leaned beside her ear. “Can Yuanyuan drink?”

“No.” Jiang Yuan shook her head, admitting it obediently.

“How many cups can you drink?”

“…I don’t know.”

Yu Qingshi’s eyes opened slightly in surprise. “Yuanyuan has never drunk alcohol?”

University was exactly the rare opportunity to come into contact with society and release oneself. Things that had been strictly forbidden in high school all became sparks of curiosity during this period, and many people tried them all around this time.

Jiang Yuan scratched her cheek in embarrassment. “Mm.”

When they had group meals, the other two in the dorm had drunk before, but she was not very interested in alcohol.

“Then I’ll drink for us later.”

Yu Qingshi was in the entertainment industry and had also attended many banquets on behalf of the Yu family. Her alcohol tolerance was fairly good; she could exchange a few rounds with these people.

“I can drink a little too.” Jiang Yuan turned the cup. The golden-yellow alcohol gave off a fine, smooth luster beneath the faint light.

Her alcohol tolerance should be all right.

“Okay.” Yu Qingshi nodded in agreement.

The two discussed it, but the rules were not written that way.

Qin Yiting had prepared question cards for them to draw. The couples would ask each other questions, and whoever could not answer had to drink.

Basically, there was no escaping the alcohol.

The group rolled dice and drew questions. The first to go was Chen Shu, the one with the most seniority.

She casually drew a card, glanced at it, and read aloud, “When was the last time you did it?”

The moment the topic came out, everyone’s eyes widened at once. They had not expected Qin Yiting to add such an explosive question.

They looked toward Qin Yiting, eyes filled with disbelief.

Qin Yiting also looked bewildered. She spread her hands with exaggerated movements. “Huh? No, I didn’t!”

Everyone’s gazes returned to Chen Shu. She propped up her cheek and smiled. “I was joking.”

Only then did everyone’s hearts settle back down.

Chen Shu held the card between two fingers and flipped it over. “When was the last time you kissed?”

The card slapped onto the table, and she called someone. “Jiang Yuan.”

Being called by her full name, Jiang Yuan froze and almost stood up from her chair.

“Uh… just, just now.” She answered with red ears.

“When exactly was just now?” Clearly, Chen Shu had no intention of letting her go and continued digging deeper.

“At the aquarium.”

“A French kiss? How long did it last?” The questions came one after another.

“……” Jiang Yuan flushed and fell silent.

Seeing this, Yu Qingshi cut in. She smiled and stopped her. “Chen-jie, that’s already the third question.”

“All right.” Chen Shu shrugged and gave up.

Jiang Yuan let out a soft breath.

Before her heart could settle, she met the eyes of Lei Lei, who was drawing a card.

A bad premonition flashed through her heart.

Lei Lei smiled cheerfully. She acted according to Chen Shu’s expression. “Xiao Yuan, don’t blame me, okay?”

Jiang Yuan: “……”

“Random card.” Lei Lei read the words on the card and showed it to the camera.

The person who drew it could freely ask any question.

This was the only function card in the card pile, and Lei Lei had happened to draw it. It was extremely dramatic.

“How long did your last French kiss last? I choose Xiao Yuan.” Lei Lei smiled ingratiatingly at Chen Shu, offering her service.

The bullet comments followed closely after:

[Good, good, good. As expected of the head of our CP fans. Love you all. See you tomorrow.]

[Today my pockets are full. All sugar.]

[Actually, I want to know more about how long they did it last time.]

[Plus one.]

“I, I…” Jiang Yuan lowered her head and silently picked at the pattern on the glass. She raised it. “I’ll drink.”

As she spoke, she held the cup and drained it in one go.

The fresh, mellow fruit wine slid down her throat, and a faint red smoothly spread across her cheeks.

With a “tap,” the glass hit the table. Jiang Yuan barely escaped one question.

Yu Qingshi watched her worriedly. Only after seeing Jiang Yuan curve her lips and smile at her did she relax.

This brand’s alcohol content was not high. It was mainly for entertainment, so there should not be any problem.

However, facts proved that Yu Qingshi had relaxed too early.

As the hot CP of Same-Frequency Heartbeat, many questions were aimed at the two of them. The other four seemed to have been instructed by Qin Yiting, because every question was thrown at Jiang Yuan.

“What does it feel like when you kiss Yu Qingshi?”

Jiang Yuan froze there. Her head slowly turned, and she actually began carefully recalling it.

Her words were muffled. “Soft, warm…”

The people around them laughed kindly, not expecting Jiang Yuan to start savoring the memory.

Jiang Yuan shyly shrank her face backward, hiding behind her collar. She smiled foolishly. “My heart feels soft and warm.”

[Ahhhhh! I’m dead.]

[I thought she meant the touch… I didn’t expect… pure love, you win.]

[Wuwuwu, Mom, then what does it feel like when you do it?]

[This emperor also wants to know.]

Yu Qingshi’s ear tips were also touched with red. She silently scratched Jiang Yuan’s palm with her finger.

Unfortunately, the drunk Jiang Yuan failed to receive the signal. She directly turned her face over and looked at her blankly. “Qingshi, it tickles.”

“……” Yu Qingshi slowly covered her face.

[They’re still hooking hands underneath!]

[Hooking hands now, so in the future won’t you be hooking up and doing this and that!]

[Jiang Yuan, why didn’t you say earlier that you liked Yu Qingshi? Now she already has a girlfriend! Don’t you know!]

[They’re all asking Jiang Yuan. This is practically a romance interview, hahahahahaha.]

The questions continued.

“How many have you dated?”

Jiang Yuan shook her head. “None.”

“What do you like most about the other person?”

Jiang Yuan bit her lip, bashful. “I like everything.”

“Which one of you liked the other first?”

Jiang Yuan blinked. “I liked her first.”

When it was Ling Yu’s turn, she showed the card and asked, “One thing you’re hiding from Yu Qingshi.”

Hearing the question, Yu Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief.

The puppy was usually very obedient, so there probably was nothing—

“Wu.” A low sob sounded beside her seat. Jiang Yuan’s eyes reddened around the edges, and she obediently answered, “I, I…”

Everyone quietly straightened and pricked up their ears, waiting to hear something explosive.

“I secretly kissed her while she was asleep. The next [bailiantales.com]day, I didn’t tell her, and even made up for it with another kiss…”

Jiang Yuan pressed her lips together, the corners of her mouth drooping. Her face was full of helplessness, as if this were some heinous crime.

Yu Qingshi: “……”

Everyone else: “……”

[Where did my sister find someone this obedient… I can’t take it anymore.]

[Is today a holiday? Is this a last meal? Wuwuwu, it’s too delicious.]

[I don’t dare speak. I’m just eating blindly.]

Yu Qingshi really could not keep listening. She cupped Jiang Yuan’s face and met her eyes. “You’re drunk. I’ll take you back.”

“Okay—” Jiang Yuan dragged out the sound. She obediently stood up [Read on BaiLianTales]and stretched out her hands, waiting for the person opposite her to hug her.

Her eyes were dark and bright, like a little yellow dog wagging its tail.

Yu Qingshi hugged her and supported her as they walked upstairs.

The staff carrying the cameras still wanted to follow, but Qin Yiting stopped them. She smiled freely. “Enough, enough. We have enough material today. Leave the rest for the edited broadcast.”

Her voice was amplified in the livestream, recorded clearly and completely.

[? Qin Yiting, and here I was about to praise you!]

[So it really was a last meal…]

[Don’t stop me! Let me through!! Let me through!!!]

Although Jiang Yuan was drunk, she was unbelievably obedient, doing whatever she was told.

The two smoothly reached the third floor.

Jiang Yuan was pressed down to sit on the bed. She raised her face, red from her neck to the top of her head, her eyes dazed as she stared straight at Yu Qingshi.

Yu Qingshi tapped her nose. “One cup and you’re down, Yuanyuan.”

Jiang Yuan’s gaze moved from Yu Qingshi’s face to her fingertip.

Her head followed the path of the finger, turning back and forth. Her reactions were slow, and she really could not keep up with the finger running everywhere. Unable to bear it, she directly opened her mouth and bit it.

Her finger was taken into a hot, moist mouth. Yu Qingshi froze for a second, feeling that this seemed somehow familiar.

Before she could think, teeth began grinding lightly. Jiang Yuan did not bite directly and instead left a patch of liquid on her fingertip.

Yu Qingshi tossed the thought aside. Her other hand touched Jiang Yuan’s cheek and patted it. “Be good. Open your mouth.”

The person focused on gnawing her finger stopped. Jiang Yuan looked at her. Her vision was unclear, but after recognizing Yu Qingshi, she immediately opened her mouth.

Yu Qingshi quickly pulled her finger out.

Her finger was slick and shiny, and a silver thread fell directly down, dripping onto Jiang Yuan’s shirt.

Yu Qingshi wiped her finger on Jiang Yuan’s clothes. “You need to sleep. I’ll go pour you some warm water.”

Jiang Yuan was unwilling. She grabbed Yu Qingshi’s hem, her expression blank. “Ki-kiss.”

Yu Qingshi sounded surprised. “Kiss?”

“You’ll sleep if I kiss you?”

“Mm!” Jiang Yuan nodded.

Yu Qingshi leaned down and kissed Jiang Yuan on the side of her face. “All done?”

Jiang Yuan shook her head and still said, “Ki-kiss…”

“You still want a kiss?” Yu Qingshi could only move closer again.

Before she could kiss her, Jiang Yuan spoke again, stammering, “Dear, dear…”

Hearing this, Yu Qingshi pulled her face back and laughed softly. “Mm, dear.”

“Who is dear?” Jiang Yuan finally said the whole sentence.

“It’s you.”

“Liar. Qingshi… liar.” Jiang Yuan began accusing her. Red gathered around her eyes. She bit her lip, looking pitiful, her voice choked. “Liar.”

Large tears fell down her cheeks, instantly wetting her clothes. Her dark eyes were washed even clearer, staring straight at Yu Qingshi.

Yu Qingshi had never seen Jiang Yuan cry before, and she instantly panicked. She hurriedly pulled out two tissues and wiped her tears. “What’s wrong? How did I lie?”

“I-I heard it all.” Jiang Yuan’s lips would not stop. She muttered complaints nonstop in a muffled voice. “She! She called you dear. I heard everything.”

Why?

Why did she have a dear and still come find her?

Why?

Why did she say she would kiss but then not kiss her?

The grievances she had been holding back poured out all at once. The tears could not be stopped, rolling from the corners of her eyes one after another.

“Who? Who called me dear?” Yu Qingshi finally caught the key point.

“The ph-phone.” Jiang Yuan answered while sobbing.

Remembering the call with Yang Yu, Yu Qingshi suddenly understood. She explained rapidly, “She’s Fanssty’s director, my friend. She’s an Omega.”

“People who study art just like calling others ‘dear.’”

After saying this, she looked at Jiang Yuan full of hope.

Jiang Yuan stared with wide eyes, her expression dazed and wooden. “Don’t… understand.”

“……”

Yu Qingshi smiled. She gently wiped the other person’s [stolen content]tears, breaking the words apart little by little and explaining them to this little drunkard.

“She’s an Omega. My friend. People who study art all like calling others ‘dear.’”

Finally, the explanation got through. Jiang Yuan stopped. She grabbed Yu Qingshi’s hand and used it to wipe her tears. “Then why didn’t you kiss me?”

“Kiss?”

“Just… just at the aquarium.”

“So Yuanyuan was thinking about that. Then do you still want it now?”

Jiang Yuan’s face flushed deeply, and she did not make a sound.

It was actually silent agreement.

Yu Qingshi understood her silence.

Her knees knelt on the bed as she straddled Jiang Yuan’s lap. She reached out and wrapped her arms around the other person’s neck, asking patiently, “Yuanyuan is willing?”

“Mm.”

Her five fingers slipped into Jiang Yuan’s black hair. Yu Qingshi held Jiang Yuan’s face and pulled them closer.

Their noses touched lightly, then错ed past each other. Scorching breath blurred between their lips.

Their lips and teeth met, warmth and softness arriving together.

Yu Qingshi kissed her once, then separated. She rubbed Jiang Yuan’s hair and soothed her. “You’re drunk.”

“Be good. I’ll let you kiss more in the future.”

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