56. Zhao Zhao, you’re not good.

Even her confession was ambiguous, but Qin Zhaoyi understood.

She pressed close to Luo Yue’s neck, leaving a faint red mark on her fair skin.

Luo Yue didn’t resist; instead, she wrapped her arms around Qin Zhaoyi’s waist, one hand resting on her nape, gently lifting it in a particularly intimate gesture.

As they kissed, Qin Zhaoyi gradually lost control, leading them both into the bedroom.

But just as they were about to lie down on the bed, Luo Yue gently pushed her away. “Take a shower first,” she said, her voice soft and tinged with desire.

The words sent a shiver through Qin Zhaoyi.

The room was dark, lit only by the moonlight filtering through the window, just enough to make out Luo Yue’s silhouette.

The intensity of their earlier kiss had left Qin Zhaoyi’s breathing erratic, and she was still trying to catch her breath. As she gazed at Luo Yue, a fierce desire for conquest grew within her.

She wanted to overpower this person.

To claim absolute victory.

Seeing her hesitate, Luo Yue leaned in and whispered, “Princess Qin, we have the whole night ahead of us.”

Qin Zhaoyi swallowed, “What do you want to do?”

Luo Yue chuckled softly. “What do you think?”

Qin Zhaoyi bit her lip. “I’ve already trimmed my nails.”

The implication was clear.

She even spread her hands out, showing her neatly trimmed nails, with each finger perfectly proportioned.

Luo Yue stared at her.

Qin Zhaoyi’s hand rested on Luo Yue’s lower abdomen. “Is that okay?”

Their eyes met, and Luo Yue closed hers briefly before smiling, “You just became my dog, and now you want to turn the tables?”

Qin Zhaoyi licked her lips, frowning slightly as if she had touched a sore spot, but quickly relaxed. “Normally, I’m your dog. But in bed…”

Her fingers wandered. “Want to give it a try?”

Before Luo Yue could respond, Qin Zhaoyi suddenly bit her collarbone, forcing Luo Yue’s head to tilt back.

As she looked at the bite mark on Luo Yue’s collarbone, Qin Zhaoyi whispered in her ear in that intimate atmosphere, “A little dog can also serve its master.”

Luo Yue went to take a shower, leaving Qin Zhaoyi alone in the room.

As the seductive atmosphere gradually faded, Qin Zhaoyi belatedly felt a sense of shame.

She had no idea how she had said those words.

Under Luo Yue’s influence, her thoughts had gone astray.

Luo Yue’s words had a magic to them, compelling others to follow her lead without realizing it.

But now, she was Luo Yue’s girlfriend.

Saying these things—wasn’t it normal?

What couple doesn’t flirt?

Indulging Luo Yue was no big deal.

Qin Zhaoyi comforted herself for a while, then went to check on the dog.

The dog was fast asleep, curled up in a ball, looking pitiful.

Qin Zhaoyi grabbed a pack of wet wipes and gently cleaned the dirt off its fur, planning to give it a proper bath the next day.

A cold breeze blew in, causing the dog to shiver in its sleep. Worried that the night wind might make it cold, Qin Zhaoyi carefully covered it with a blanket, tucking it in tightly.

After finishing these tasks, she returned to the house, and by then, Luo Yue had finished her shower.

Luo Yue, catching a whiff of the unpleasant smell from her, urged her to take a shower.

Qin Zhaoyi had been so preoccupied with her guilt over the dog that she hadn’t noticed the smell until Luo Yue pointed it out. She lifted her shirt slightly and sniffed, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

Her exaggerated movements caught Luo Yue’s sharp eye. “You have abs?” she asked.

Qin Zhaoyi grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom, pausing at Luo Yue’s words. “Hmm?”

Luo Yue gestured with her eyes, “Lift your shirt again; let me see?”

Qin Zhaoyi hesitated, “Just a little.” Still, she didn’t refuse, lifting the hem of her shirt to show her abs, giving them a light flex.

“Not bad,” Luo Yue remarked. “How did I never notice before?”

Qin Zhaoyi, hearing her approval, asked, “Do you like them?”

Luo Yue responded nonchalantly, “They’re okay.”

She just found it intriguing.

Luo Yue had assumed Qin Zhaoyi spent most of her time writing, sleeping, or relaxing—she hadn’t expected her to be so disciplined.

Qin Zhaoyi said, “It’s easy for me to work out. If you like it…”

There was a time when Qin Zhaoyi’s urge to express herself was overwhelming, and she would sit in front of the computer, writing non-stop, day and night.

Zhong Ling, worried she might drop dead in her study, got them both gym memberships and would call her regularly to drag her along.

But Zhong Ling was even busier than she was and barely went, leaving Zhou Xi in charge of supervising her.

By the time Zhong Ling finished filming her project, she had become gaunt, while Qin Zhaoyi had managed to build some abs.

When Qin Zhaoyi was truly in the zone, she would think about her story even while walking or standing, constantly refining what she had written and looking for ways to improve it.

Once, she got so lost in thought on the treadmill that she lost her balance and nearly injured her leg. The dark bruise on her pale skin was striking.

Desperate to keep writing, Qin Zhaoyi faked a leg injury and spent two months in a wheelchair, finishing her book.

At that time, she had developed abs.

Not like now, with just a flat stomach and no defined lines.

Luo Yue pushed her into the bathroom. “You look great as you are.”

With that, she closed the bathroom door behind her.

Luo Yue then let out a soft sigh.

In reality, she wasn’t as composed as she appeared.

Confessing to Qin Zhaoyi and deciding to be together had been a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Unlike before, when she had prepared a ring.

Tonight, seeing Qin Zhaoyi’s disappointed expression and her heart-wrenching gaze, Luo Yue couldn’t bear it.

So, her words had come out faster than her thoughts, and she went along with the flow.

Yet, she still hadn’t fully adapted to her new role.

But no matter what, it was still better than how Qin Zhaoyi felt.

Qin Zhaoyi finished her shower quickly and made herself smell nice.

When she came out, the room’s curtains were drawn, leaving only a dim bedside lamp on. Luo Yue was sitting at the desk, writing quickly on paper with a pen, not revealing what she was writing.

Qin Zhaoyi, drying her hair, walked over and saw that the paper was filled with numbers and symbols.

Including, but not limited to, functions she could understand.

“Is this math?” Qin Zhaoyi asked.

The abrupt question broke the silence and interrupted Luo Yue’s train of thought.

The pen left a long mark on the paper, then stopped.

Luo Yue slowly collected her thoughts and put the paper away in a drawer. “Just scribbling.”

Clearly, she didn’t want to discuss it.

Qin Zhaoyi said, “It doesn’t look like the math I learned.”

Luo Yue chuckled, “I skip steps.”

Qin Zhaoyi shrugged, “A math genius?”

Luo Yue: “…”

“Maybe I have a bit of talent in math,” Luo Yue didn’t deny it, but she was very modest.

Qin Zhaoyi’s hair was still damp, and droplets were forming small puddles on the floor.

“Come here,” Luo Yue said.

Qin Zhaoyi obediently moved closer.

Luo Yue’s fingers curled around the wet ends of her hair, drying them with a towel, and teased, “You come when I call, so obedient?”

Qin Zhaoyi turned her back to her, unable to see her expression, only judging from her tone.

She was probably teasing her again.

Qin Zhaoyi chuckled, “Since Jiejie is going to take care of me, shouldn’t I be a little more obedient?”

Luo Yue seemed surprised by her bold response, and her movements paused slightly.

But in the confined space, the temperature rose, and the dim light added to the tranquil atmosphere. Luo Yue pressed her lips together, her voice gentle and low, “So good.”

The word “good” was spoken softly, as if whispered directly into Qin Zhaoyi’s ear.

The breathy tone made Qin Zhaoyi’s mind wander, her gaze unconsciously drifting elsewhere.

Yet, she didn’t easily let go of the topic, instead saying playfully, “I hope, later in bed, Jiejie can be this obedient too.”

Luo Yue stopped drying her hair, took out a hairdryer from the drawer, and said lightly, “I’ll try.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

What’s this “try” supposed to mean?

It had rained today, and the sea level was higher and rougher, with more humidity in the air.

The wind was strong at night, and the sound of the waves was overlapping.

When Luo Yue said she would try, it was truly just a trial.

A trial in a submissive position, trying to be obedient.

Her hands were raised above her head, and Qin Zhaoyi pressed them down with a pillow.

The long, white legs reflected some light.

Qin Zhaoyi kissed her, and she responded.

So obedient it was almost unreal.

Qin Zhaoyi tasted the sweetness in her mouth and whispered into her ear, “Did you eat candy?”

“Mm,” Luo Yue replied. “Just saw it in the drawer.”

“Blueberry flavor?” Qin Zhaoyi asked.

“Strawberry flavor,” Luo Yue said.

As they spoke, Qin Zhaoyi’s hands began to wander.

Her fingers left light kisses on Luo Yue’s cheeks.

… (Above the neck, thanks)

Luo Yue could only be obedient for a while because the little dog’s skills were lacking.

Even in the dominant position, her cool voice was pleasant to hear.

The soft moans made Luo Yue’s reason take a leave of absence.

So, Luo Yue lifted her nightgown. (No actions were taken.)

“Let me take care of you,” Luo Yue leaned close to her ear, her tone flirtatious.

In Qin Zhaoyi’s mind, she was still thinking, I need to take charge!

I can’t just give up!

But the moment Luo Yue touched her, desire overwhelmed reason.

The wind on Moon Island blew all night, and the waves kept rising.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft light over the night.

The dim bedside lamp illuminated Qin Zhaoyi’s flushed face, with tears hanging on her eyelashes.

After a while, Qin Zhaoyi was utterly exhausted but still reached out to hold Luo Yue.

Luo Yue picked her up.

She not only wanted to hold her but also to kiss her.

Luo Yue let her, but when Qin Zhaoyi tried to leave strawberry marks on her side neck, she pushed her away.

“Baby,” Luo Yue whispered in her ear, soothing her, “In this weather, you can’t wear high-necked clothes.”

Luo Yue’s softened tone made Qin Zhaoyi quite pleased.

As for more jealousy, it was not to appear again.

Some things—heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know—yet jealousy does not know.

No matter how subtle or pure, it will become impure.

[I thought that writing with enough clarity would be enough to show their beautiful emotions, but I later realized that I was still shallow.

I searched through the dictionary but still didn’t know how to depict the flirting of a couple in the style of Ajiang.

In any case, it was a wonderful night.

Better than any night they had spent before on Moon Island.

The joy of finally recognizing one’s own feelings and having each other is something that ordinary people like you and me are not worthy of.

Even not worthy to see.

So I won’t write anymore, and you don’t need to read it.

Just imagine!!!

Qin Zhaoyi and Luo Yue were very happy that night, but Li Sinuo was going crazy.

(Dark crawling)

Rather than constantly revising and exhausting oneself, it’s better to go crazy together and be happy.

Alright, that wonderful night has passed.

Luo Jie even helped Xiao Gou take a bath.]

Qin Zhaoyi later didn’t remember how she got back to bed, her last memory being that she wanted to kiss Luo Yue before sleep, but Luo Yue refused.

Qin Zhaoyi bumped into her arms, much like a child throwing a tantrum because they didn’t get candy.

And Luo Yue just kissed her forehead.

After that, she had no more recollections.

She initially slept very soundly, but later fell into a bizarre dream.

Probably because fear couldn’t suppress the joy.

The surging waves were about to swallow her, and Qin Zhaoyi stood alone in the middle of the waves.

The waves came and swallowed her.

Repeatedly letting her out again.

She continuously felt the pain of losing her breath and coming back to life.

After many times, there was only fear.

At the end of fear, she was falling into the endless deep sea, and just as she was about to hit the bottom, she saw a familiar face.

She reached out to shout, but couldn’t make a sound.

The pain of loss invaded her mind again.

And that face became distorted and ugly in the sea, eventually turning into a phantom, and she desperately tried to get closer but still couldn’t grasp it.

The face disappeared into the seabed, and she continued to fall. Just as she was about to hit a reef, she woke up with a start.

Luo Yue was sleeping beside her, and Moon Island was still quiet, with only the wind and the sound of the waves.

The soft moonlight was completely blocked by the heavy curtains, and she could only guess that it was still dark outside through the gaps.

The panic hadn’t dissipated yet. Qin Zhaoyi tiptoed out of bed, casually threw on a coat, and went outside.

It was just after four in the morning, and the sky was still dark, with everything very quiet.

But the sky on Moon Island was always bright, even in the dark.

Qin Zhaoyi walked toward the sea, the winding coastline curving and the rocks on the shore wet from the waves.

She chose the highest rock and easily climbed up to sit.

Her eyes were vacant as she gazed into the distance.

No one knew what she was thinking.

She had just had a terrible, terrible dream.

After an unknown amount of time, the distant horizon turned red, the sun half sinking into the sea and half hanging in the sky, breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly, someone called, “Qin Zhaoyi.”

Qin Zhaoyi’s scattered thoughts were pulled back a bit, and she looked back.

The scene froze as a photo slowly emerged from the instant camera.

Qin Zhaoyi squinted, her whole figure against the light.

The person taking the photo came closer, smiling widely as they handed her the photo, boastfully saying, “After all these years, I’m the only one who can make you look this good in a photo.”

She had just managed to climb the rock but was pushed off by Qin Zhaoyi.

Qin Zhaoyi looked at her coldly and gritted her teeth, calling out her name, “Zhong Ling, you’re not dead yet?”

“If you’re not dead, how could I possibly die?” Zhong Ling, having fallen badly and covered in sand, with her instant camera also stained yellow, looked up at the resentful Qin Zhaoyi and said with hands on her hips, “It’s been so long since we last met, and this is the welcome gift you give me? You’re toxic.”

“You still have the nerve to say that?” Qin Zhaoyi jumped down, “Turn off your phone. Are you crazy?”

“Aren’t I just learning from you?” Zhong Ling said, “Weren’t you like this back then? What’s this called? A thief calling another thief.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “……”

What the hell, a thief calling another thief.

“Who…” Qin Zhaoyi was about to rebut, but Zhong Ling, wet all over, came up and hugged her, “Long time no see, my friend.”

Qin Zhaoyi’s heart softened instantly.

Zhong Ling’s warm concern continued, “Why are you here looking at the sea so early?”

Qin Zhaoyi paused, opened her mouth but said nothing.

Zhong Ling, however, picked up on her emotional shift and asked tentatively, “Did you have a nightmare?”

The question immediately released the emotions Qin Zhaoyi had hidden inside, piercing her heart, which felt like it was in tatters, in desperate need of mending.

“I dreamt about my brother,” Qin Zhaoyi said with a sob in her voice, “He came to find me.”

Zhong Ling patted her back, “Xi Ge wouldn’t blame you. You’re doing great.”

Even though they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, Zhong Ling could still comfort her accurately.

“You dreamt of Xi Ge because he missed you,” Zhong Ling said, “His memorial day is coming soon.”

Qin Zhaoyi muttered, “Zhong Ling, I miss him so much.”

Zhong Ling patiently comforted her with back pats.

The next moment, Qin Zhaoyi pulled away from her embrace, and a beautiful woman appeared out of nowhere.

Zhong Ling could tell that Luo Yue was an exceptionally rare beauty.

She was the kind who looked beautiful at first glance and had a very pleasant aura.

But her words came out with a hint of sharpness, “You’re so moved by watching the sunrise?”

Qin Zhaoyi’s tears hadn’t fully receded, and she looked up to see Luo Yue.

But the view was still obscured by mist.

“Luo Yue,” Qin Zhaoyi called her with a touch of grievance.

Luo Yue released her grip on Qin Zhaoyi’s clothes, patted her, and her gaze shifted between Qin Zhaoyi and Zhong Ling before finally settling on the distant sunrise.

“I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence to see you out here watching the sunrise.”

Luo Yue’s gentle voice, tinged with a hint of coolness, suited the dawn seaside perfectly.

“Is this a scene of infidelity caught in the act?” Luo Yue called out, “Zhao Zhao.”

Qin Zhaoyi hadn’t fully processed it yet, “What?”

Zhong Ling’s expression turned to shock, “What?!”

Luo Yue continued calmly, “Or should I say, am I interrupting your good times?”

For some reason, her calm tone carried a sense of pressure that Zhong Ling felt, reminiscent of being caught doing something wrong in school and being questioned by a teacher. Zhong Ling instinctively looked at Qin Zhaoyi, who would usually quickly come up with an answer or take all the blame.

But now… Qin Zhaoyi was equally bewildered.

Whether it was due to the aftereffects of dreaming about Xi Ge or the impact of this beautiful woman’s words, she wasn’t sure.

In any case, the look in Luo Yue’s eyes was misty and somewhat pitiful.

You love too cheaply! Zhong Ling cursed inwardly.

But Zhong Ling quickly waved her hand, “It’s not what you think. I’m just…”

Mid-explanation, Zhong Ling snapped back to reality, then firmly stood beside Qin Zhaoyi with a defiant attitude, “Yes, we’re very close. And who might you be?”

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhaoyi elbowed her, moving slightly to the side to distance herself from Zhong Ling.

With patience, she explained to Luo Yue, “There’s no infidelity. She’s my childhood friend Zhong Ling.”

Zhong Ling: “……”

Didn’t expect that.

The next second, something even more unexpected happened.

Worried that Luo Yue might misunderstand, Qin Zhaoyi added, “She has issues. Don’t mind her.”

Zhong Ling: “?”

Luo Yue, who liked {Silent} and knew Zhong Ling, having seen her interviews, wasn’t unfamiliar with this face.

Though her sudden appearance was a bit jarring, Luo Yue was even more irritated by what she saw.

She walked over with noticeable anger.

Now slightly calmer, she still wasn’t planning to let Qin Zhaoyi off the hook.

Luo Yue looked at Qin Zhaoyi, “But baby, you say there’s no infidelity, but why are you hugging everyone so tightly?”

Qin Zhaoyi also looked at her.

After a long stare, Luo Yue whispered, “Zhao Zhao, you’re not good.”

Author’s Note:

I’m tired and don’t want to write anymore.

Kill me.

F*ck the review.

TN:

F*cking finally😭. The Author was really going through it😂💀.