60. Don’t you want to take responsibility after kissing me?

Luo Yue didn’t expect Qin Zhaoyi to think this way.

She had never suspected Qin Zhaoyi of cheating, but she simply hoped that Qin Zhaoyi could maintain a sense of boundaries. She knew Qin Zhaoyi and Zhong Ling were close, but not *that* close.

Luo Yue was briefly stunned, just in time for Qin Zhaoyi to pour out her grievances: “I’ve already told you that Zhong Ling and I are just friends, yet you kept giving her a hard time during dinner. Don’t I deserve some respect? What would my friend think of me? What would she think of you? And then you kept asking me whether I love Zhong Ling or not. If I loved her, I wouldn’t be…”

Before Qin Zhaoyi could finish the last few words, Luo Yue sealed them with a kiss.

Her kiss was forceful and domineering, pinning Qin Zhaoyi’s legs against the door.

It was as if she intended to kiss Qin Zhaoyi until she was breathless tonight.

Qin Zhaoyi’s incessant chatter was completely silenced, her body softening under Luo Yue’s kiss.

She even responded to it.

It was an intense, passionate exchange, relentless and consuming.

By the time Qin Zhaoyi realized what was happening, her silk nightgown had already been pushed halfway up.

She grabbed Luo Yue’s hand, her eyes misty, the coldness in her usually clear gaze now replaced by a seductive allure, forming a stark contrast to Luo Yue’s still composed demeanor.

In truth, Luo Yue’s lips were glistening, much redder than usual. They looked like they had just eaten strawberries, with the bright red juice flowing into the grooves of her lips, dazzling and unmatched in beauty.

Qin Zhaoyi’s voice remained cool, yet hoarse: “You still haven’t explained.”

Luo Yue leaned in again to kiss her, but Qin Zhaoyi turned her head, and Luo Yue’s kiss landed on her cheek instead.

*Pop!*

The loud sound broke the silence, cutting through the lingering sound of their heavy breathing in the confined space.

“Baby,” Luo Yue whispered into her ear, her voice sweet, “How do you want me to explain?”

This possessiveness that couldn’t help but arise.

And the jealousy that would push people away if they knew.

Qin Zhaoyi: “Speak properly.”

Luo Yue chuckled softly, her laughter making Qin Zhaoyi’s neck tingle. She instinctively leaned away, trying to escape Luo Yue’s control.

But Luo Yue’s chin pressed firmly against her shoulder, her voice soft like a whisper in her ear.

Not weak, but deliberately light, low, carrying a subtle trace of helplessness.

Yet it was incredibly enticing.

“I *am* speaking properly,” Luo Yue murmured, flicking her tongue like a snake over the skin of Qin Zhaoyi’s neck.

Except that Luo Yue’s temperature was warm.

When she retracted her tongue, cold air crept in through the cracks, causing Qin Zhaoyi to shiver.

It felt oddly chilling.

Luo Yue’s voice, now lowered, was no longer soft but full of pressure.

“Baby, I’m jealous,” she said.

Even the word “jealous” sounded so justified when she said it.

“You let her hug you.” Luo Yue’s fingers traced Qin Zhaoyi’s waist, slowly trailing downward. “If you saw me hugging Yan Ci today, how would you feel? Would you be mad?”

Qin Zhaoyi, still feeling wronged, replied, “But I’ve already explained, that was an accident.”

“Whether it was an accident or not,” Luo Yue suddenly pressed into a sensitive spot, causing Qin Zhaoyi to gasp in pain before pleading, “Be gentle, you’re going to break me.”

“But today, you broke me too,” Luo Yue said.

Qin Zhaoyi frowned, “What?”

“My mood,” Luo Yue said, “You ruined it.”

“Well, I’m upset too,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “I’ve explained to you several times, and you still don’t believe me.”

“I never said I didn’t believe you,” Luo Yue bit her earlobe, a bit harshly this time, but Qin Zhaoyi didn’t pull away. She both enjoyed the pain and tilted her neck, the pale skin of her throat glowing even whiter under the light, like it had been dusted with layers of powder.

But even powder couldn’t match her fairness, with a slight pinkish hue. The veins on her neck stood out, tinged with blue.

The vivid colors together resembled a beautiful medieval oil painting.

“I don’t like anyone getting too close to you,” Luo Yue said, “No matter who it is.”

Qin Zhaoyi sulked, “Not even my mom?”

Luo Yue didn’t respond directly to her question. Instead, she pinched the soft flesh at Qin Zhaoyi’s waist. Qin Zhaoyi, who was already as soft as putty, couldn’t handle this and leaned right into Luo Yue’s arms.

Qin Zhaoyi’s nose pressed against Luo Yue’s shoulder, but she wasn’t ready to give up just yet—she opened her mouth and bit down.

Luo Yue let out a muffled grunt but didn’t push her away.

On the contrary, she allowed Qin Zhaoyi to vent her emotions from the day.

Qin Zhaoyi bit down hard enough to leave teeth marks, and she only let go when she could taste a hint of blood in her mouth.

Sure enough, Luo Yue’s delicate skin had been broken in one spot.

Luo Yue, however, whispered in her ear, “Princess Zhaozhao, you belong to me.”

“You need to be a little more self-aware.” Luo Yue wrapped her arms tightly around her waist, nearly pulling her into her body. “No hugging other women.”

Suddenly, Qin Zhaoyi seemed to understand something.

“Not even close friends?” Qin Zhaoyi asked, “Zhong Ling is my only friend.”

Luo Yue: “…”

Luo Yue was almost infuriated by her cluelessness.

But then, she remembered she was Sicilian.

She recalled the reason why Qin Zhaoyi had come to this island in the first place.

Wasn’t it because her new novel’s romance plotline was a complete mess? While everyone else was focusing on love and romance, she was busy writing mysteries—badly, but still loved writing them.

The result? Her work made readers cringe in agony.

Feelings that normal people could understand just didn’t compute for her.

Luo Yue laughed in exasperation, resting her head on Qin Zhaoyi’s shoulder as she chuckled quietly.

Once she’d laughed enough, she finally explained, “Baby, you only have one girlfriend, and that’s me.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

“Can’t I have a girlfriend and friends at the same time?” Qin Zhaoyi asked.

Luo Yue shot back, “How exactly do you plan to make that work?”

While Qin Zhaoyi pondered this, Luo Yue leaned down and gave her a playful bite on the lips. “Princess Zhaozhao, are you really thinking about enjoying the happy fate of the man from Qi^[1]Idiom: The joy of having multiple partners.?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “That’s not what I meant.”

“I just want to treat her as a friend.” Qin Zhaoyi said, “She might be a bit annoying sometimes, but her personality isn’t bad.”

Luo Yue: “…”

“Baby,” Luo Yue pinched her, “Do you know what kind of punishment you’ll get for praising another woman in front of me?”

Qin Zhaoyi was puzzled, “Hm?”

Before an explanation could come, what arrived was Luo Yue’s kiss.

As she kissed her, Luo Yue led her toward the bedroom, her silk nightgown slowly being lifted.

She was about to give Qin Zhaoyi a hands-on lesson about what happens when you praise another woman in front of your girlfriend.

Qin Zhaoyi fell onto the soft bed, inhaling the distinct fragrance that belonged solely to Luo Yue.

It made her dazed for a moment.

But it didn’t last long, because Luo Yue was already on top of her.

Instead of diving straight into it, Luo Yue asked her, “Have you noticed? I changed the sheets.”

Qin Zhaoyi said, “I did. Why?”

Luo Yue toyed with the straps of her nightgown, drawing out the moment. “I noticed bloodstains on the bed this morning.”

Qin Zhaoyi frowned, “What?”

Luo Yue leaned in to whisper something into her ear, causing Qin Zhaoyi’s ears to instantly turn bright red.

She even gave Luo Yue a glare.

But Luo Yue kissed her right away, mumbling a warning, “Baby, don’t even think about complaining of pain tonight.”

Before Qin Zhaoyi could react, she was swept away by Luo Yue’s kiss.

What Luo Yue had whispered earlier was:

“You just lost your virginity to me last night, and today you go and hug another woman.”

“Get ready to not be able to get out of bed tonight.”

“Tomorrow, you’ll be stuck in my bed all day, and when you get back—continue.”

“I’m going to f*** you.”

Qin Zhaoyi indeed ended up utterly exhausted.

The next day, even when the sun was high in the sky, she was still curled up in bed, fast asleep.

Qin Zhaoyi was indeed utterly exhausted.

The next day, even with the sun shining brightly, she was still curled up in bed, fast asleep.

It wasn’t until Luo Yue returned during her lunch break that Qin Zhaoyi groggily opened her eyes. Seeing Luo Yue sitting by the bedside, she thought it was still morning. She tried to greet her, but found her voice too hoarse to speak.

Damn.

Just how crazy had things gotten last night?

Luo Yue handed her a glass of water.

Qin Zhaoyi gulped it down, finally feeling some relief from her burning throat, and frowned, “You didn’t go to school?”

“I already came back,” Luo Yue replied, “You hadn’t replied to any messages. I was worried you were still mad at me.”

But the truth was, she hadn’t gotten out of bed because she was too drained.

Luo Yue’s goal had been achieved. Although she was tired too, she was very satisfied.

“No,” Qin Zhaoyi thought back to last night, remembering how Luo Yue had continuously whispered in her ear to soothe her.

Luo Yue had called her “Princess Zhaozhao,” “Sweetheart,” “Baby,” and even “Wife.”

Each word precisely hit Qin Zhaoyi’s nerves, pushing her to the peak of ecstasy in sync with Luo Yue’s every movement.

How could she still be mad after all that?

“Are you hungry?” Luo Yue asked.

Qin Zhaoyi shook her head. “Tired.”

She hadn’t exercised that much in a long time, and now it felt like her waist was about to give out.

Yet Luo Yue, who had done most of the work, seemed just fine.

Qin Zhaoyi felt it was unfair. After all, she used to be quite the athlete too.

Now, she could probably still fight, but not for long.

Sit too long, and she’d be done for.

“Even so, you should eat something before going back to sleep,” Luo Yue said. “Your neighbor is awake. Do you want to ask her to cook something for you?”

Qin Zhaoyi stretched lazily, finally feeling a bit more comfortable. She replied, “She didn’t go looking for Cheng Shiyu?”

“Maybe you’re more important to her right now,” Luo Yue said. “She’s been glancing over at my yard all morning.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

She wasn’t dumb; she could clearly hear the sarcasm in Luo Yue’s words.

“You still haven’t let it go,” Qin Zhaoyi said. “I already told you I’ll keep my distance from her in the future.”

Luo Yue shrugged. “Fine.”

But her face showed clear disbelief.

Qin Zhaoyi lowered her gaze and softly called, “Luo Yue.”

“Hmm?”

“After everything last night, do you still not believe me?”

Last night, even at the most passionate moments, she had spoken from the heart.

She had promised Luo Yue that she loved her the most, her voice choked with emotion, barely coherent.

Luo Yue was momentarily stunned. “What do you mean?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Qin Zhaoyi grew more annoyed. She forgot about that?

Just as she was getting frustrated, Luo Yue suddenly leaned in close. “Baby, my memory’s not great. How about you help me remember again tonight?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “?”

Again?

She had already been completely drained.

There had been several small maps left on the bedsheet last night, and Qin Zhaoyi’s mind went blank for a few seconds.

But before she could stay in her “sage mode” for long, Luo Yue kissed her senseless once again.

Time seemed to rewind, and the whole process repeated itself.

At dawn, Qin Zhaoyi saw sunlight streaming in through the gaps in the curtains.

She mumbled, her voice broken and barely audible, “It’s morning.”

Luo Yue asked, “Was it good?”

Qin Zhaoyi hadn’t even had time to respond before her voice gave way to sobs.

As she closed her eyes again, the world plunged into another passionate night.

If this happened again tonight, Qin Zhaoyi felt like she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for a week.

But…

“If I’m up for it tonight,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “we can revisit it.”

Luo Yue gave her a sidelong glance. “You think you’ve got the strength?”

Qin Zhaoyi glanced down at her chest, then gave her a once-over from top to bottom. “What do you think?”

“Why don’t you try?”

Qin Zhaoyi chuckled lightly. “Alright.”

In the end, Qin Zhaoyi didn’t ask Zhong Ling to make any food. Instead, she ate a boxed meal that Luo Yue had brought back.

She ate it right there in bed.

Afterward, Luo Yue cleaned up and asked her if she wanted to get up.

Qin Zhaoyi snuggled under the blanket. “I need to conserve my energy, so I can give you a wonderful night.”

Luo Yue: “…”

Big words, indeed.

Luo Yue didn’t burst her bubble, just smiled softly. “Alright.”

Qin Zhaoyi really did sleep all day, and by the time Luo Yue returned in the evening, she was still in bed.

Luo Yue pulled back the curtains and called out, “If you’re going to be a night owl, you should at least get up.”

Qin Zhaoyi opened her eyes and looked out the window, only to see a head peeking in curiously.

Qin Zhaoyi: “…You are sick in the head ah”

The first thing she did upon waking was to curse Zhong Ling.

Seeing that she was still alive, Zhong Ling let out a sigh of relief and tapped on the glass. “Yi-jie, bring Teacher Luo over for dinner.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

With that, she left, giving Qin Zhaoyi and Luo Yue some alone time.

Qin Zhaoyi tidied herself up a bit, threw on one of Luo Yue’s shirts, and sluggishly walked back to her house.

Zhong Ling had set a whole table of dishes, but tonight it was just the three of them.

Zhong Ling poured a drink for Luo Yue. “Teacher Luo, here you go.”

Her attitude was quite good, clearly acknowledging her as a girlfriend.

Qin Zhaoyi lazily watched from the side. “Have you turned over a new leaf?”

Zhong Ling shot her a glance and held back from calling her a brainless zombie, instead offering her a piece of kidney. “Here, eat this to replenish what you’ve lost.”

Though she felt what Qin Zhaoyi really needed was a brain.

Any kind of brain would do, pig or fish; she could use the boost.

Usually, she was quite smart, but around Luo Yue, she lost all sense.

Qin Zhaoyi looked at the food and felt it didn’t look good. She pushed it back. “What is this?”

Zhong Ling: “Kidney.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…Get lost.”

After they finished eating, Luo Yue said she would clean up, and Zhong Ling leaned in close to Qin Zhaoyi and whispered, “What the hell did you do last night? I didn’t see you all day.”

Having just eaten, Qin Zhaoyi found it hot and pulled her hair up, asking Zhong Ling for a hair tie. That’s when Zhong Ling noticed the dense cluster of hickeys on her neck.

Zhong Ling: “…”

F*ck.

“Are you showing off?” Zhong Ling complained while handing her the hair tie.

Qin Zhaoyi was confused. “Showing off what?”

“Showing off your love,” Zhong Ling said, pulling out her phone’s camera and shoving it in Qin Zhaoyi’s face. “I was wondering why you look like you’ve been drained by a ghost. Turns out it was because of yesterday…”

“Alright, alright.” Zhong Ling turned off her phone. “Your girl has quite the jealousy streak. I think I need to keep my distance for both our sakes.”

Qin Zhaoyi was shocked by the cluster of hickeys on her neck.

Clearly, she hadn’t noticed while Luo Yue was doing it last night; she actually found it pleasurable. She hadn’t expected it to look this terrifying.

No more of that intensity from Luo Yue in the future.

It had turned out unsightly.

However, in front of Zhong Ling, Qin Zhaoyi didn’t hide it, casually tying her hair up.

“What do you mean by that?” Qin Zhaoyi asked. “Just because I have a girlfriend means I can’t have friends? Then I’m cutting ties with you.”

“Do you dare?” Zhong Ling glared. “I’ll break your legs!”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…Go to hell.”

Zhong Ling, suppressed by her furious attitude, returned to normal. “Actually, it’s not that you can’t.”

“But don’t let your girlfriend feel that I’m more important than her…”

“That’s impossible.” Qin Zhaoyi interrupted her. “Luo Yue is very important.”

Zhong Ling: “…”

“You’re denying it so quickly, it hurts my feelings,” Zhong Ling said. “But I can understand.”

When watching dramas before, she always thought He Shuhuan was a scumbag for saying you can’t like two people at the same time.

But in reality, everyone can, just with different feelings.

“I love my girlfriend, but friends are important too.

It’s just a matter of balance.”

Zhong Ling didn’t know how to explain this to Qin Zhaoyi and could only be succinct: “Three people in a relationship is too crowded, Yijie.”

Qin Zhaoyi replied, “Fine.”

Zhong Ling wasn’t sure if Qin Zhaoyi understood, but anyway, after Luo Yue finished tidying up the kitchen, Qin Zhaoyi stopped paying attention to her, effectively kicking her out of this trio dynamic.

It successfully turned into a two-person relationship.

Qin Zhaoyi and Luo Yue walked back together.

Luo Yue asked her, “What did you talk about?”

“She helped me sort things out,” Qin Zhaoyi said. “I felt a bit wooden.”

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t hide anything; instead, she tried to express her special feelings for Zhong Ling: “I’ve been like this since I was a kid. I went through some things when I was young, and since then, I’ve been a bit wooden. I don’t really perceive when others are nice to me or dislike me, and I often end up offending people. Zhong Ling usually resolves those issues for me.”

“We’ve been arguing since we were little,” Qin Zhaoyi continued. “When we fight too much, I’ll block her, but I know she’ll always be my friend.”

Luo Yue listened quietly, not like last night when she had angrily bitten her and threatened her not to mention the names of other women.

The moonlight poured onto the road, spilling over the rooftops of every building.

It illuminated the world softly and brightly.

In the distance, waves crashed against the shore, like a lullaby being played.

Qin Zhaoyi spoke slowly, “She’s the family I chose who’s not related by blood.”

Yes, that’s probably how Zhong Ling fit into her life.

She knew all of Qin Zhaoyi’s weaknesses but would never hurt her.

Even when she was wrong, she would steadfastly stand by her side.

They grew up together, shared experiences, and did many things together.

“If you want me to stop associating with her after I start dating,” Qin Zhaoyi frowned, “I find that a bit difficult. But I can avoid physical contact with her.”

“I always feel that you’re important, and she is too,” Qin Zhaoyi said. “I’ve been struggling with this in my dreams, unable to distinguish which one matters more.”

It was like the classic dilemma: if I fell into the water with your mom, who would I save first?

Of course, I would save both.

If that’s not possible, I’d rather die than choose.

But if I had to choose just one, I’d really be torn to death over it.

“If I choose you, that would be so disloyal of me,” Qin Zhaoyi countered. “Would you like someone so treacherous and underhanded?”

Luo Yue gazed at her intently.

The two stood on the steps at the entrance, with a big yellow dog lying in its nest, eyes closed in sleep.

Luo Yue retorted, “What if I like Zhong Ling?”

Qin Zhaoyi frowned. “Why would you like her?”

Luo Yue crossed her arms and said half-seriously, half-jokingly, “Did I ever tell you that my favorite movie is 《Silent》?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

She vaguely knew and was still wondering what made Zhong Ling so special.

Qin Zhaoyi, however, was even more confused. “Then why do you act like you hate her so much?”

Luo Yue tugged at her wrist, pulling her into the room, and leaned in to whisper, “Princess Zhaoyi, I hate everyone who can get close to you.”

“I want you; you’re mine,” Luo Yue said. “Only mine.”

Qin Zhaoyi readily agreed, “Okay.”

Just as Luo Yue was about to push Qin Zhaoyi onto the bed, Qin Zhaoyi suddenly turned around. “You promised me.”

Luo Yue paused and then lay down on the bed, striking a pose as if to say, “Take your pick.”

Qin Zhaoyi pulled her into the bathroom to shower.

The water from the shower was powerful, and Qin Zhaoyi pinned her against the wall. “Is it cold?”

“What do you think?” Luo Yue retorted.

As Qin Zhaoyi moved slightly, Luo Yue arched her body, adjusting to a comfortable position.

Luo Yue chuckled softly. “Baby, you’re quite the wild one.”

Qin Zhaoyi smiled. “I learned a little to serve my Jiejie well.”

The downsides of Qin Zhaoyi’s lack of exercise showed; her fingers often ached from typing, and she couldn’t move much.

She had thought that once a servant had turned over a new leaf, she would sing songs of freedom, but after two attempts, she had returned to being a pillow princess.

The pain, tears, joy, and laughter could hardly be expressed in words.

After resolving their misunderstandings, Qin Zhaoyi maintained her previous relationship with Zhong Ling.

They would casually insult each other when nothing was going on, just chatting away.

The two of them felt like aimless drifters, wandering around the island without a care in the world.

Zhong Ling had moved into the little red house, but Qin Zhaoyi practically spent every day at Luo Yue’s place.

After two consecutive days, Qin Zhaoyi couldn’t take it anymore.

On the third night, when Luo Yue tugged at the edge of her underwear, Qin Zhaoyi thought she was ready for more. She pressed Luo Yue’s hand down and asked, “How about we take a break for a day?”

“What are you thinking?” Luo Yue opened her palm, revealing a tube of ointment.

“What for?” Qin Zhaoyi inquired.

Luo Yue replied, “That area is swollen, so I’m applying medicine.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

So embarrassing.

But what was even more embarrassing was—

Qin Zhaoyi asked, “Where did you get that?”

“I asked Shijing-ge for it,” Luo Yue said.

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

You can come back from the dead, but social death is worse than not living at all.

“Are you really not embarrassed?” Qin Zhaoyi asked. “I mean, you’ll have to see him again in the future…”

“We’re all adults now,” Luo Yue replied. “He just cares that I don’t indulge too much, and he even gave me a few boxes of finger cots.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Qin Zhaoyi felt a glimmer of hope. “Did you tell him who they’re for?”

“I didn’t,” Luo Yue pursed her lips. “But he should have figured it out.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “?”

“He said he saw your legs shaking that day,” Luo Yue added, “almost couldn’t stand and fell over.”

After saying this, she laughed softly. “Babe, you really should exercise more.”

With that level of stamina, she still had the audacity to claim she wanted to work on her abs?

It was simply a joke.

Qin Zhaoyi buried her head into the pillow while Luo Yue patiently applied medicine to her.

The cool sensation was quite comfortable.

But it was also a bit shameful.

However, Qin Zhaoyi had experienced even more embarrassing things in front of her.

Still—

“How about you take off your clothes and keep me company?” Qin Zhaoyi mumbled.

Luo Yue laughed lightly. “Why?”

Qin Zhaoyi replied, “It feels strange if I’m the only one undressing.”

In the end, Luo Yue didn’t do as she wished. Instead, she playfully smacked Qin Zhaoyi’s bottom. “Be good; the medicine hasn’t absorbed yet.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Even more embarrassing.

Recently, Qin Zhaoyi had indeed been going out less often and was too lazy to hang out with Zhong Ling. Instead, she preferred to go to the beach to watch Zhong Yu paint.

Among the outsiders, the islanders liked Zhong Yu the most.

Because she looked cute and was still a student, spending every day painting.

Unlike them, who were aimlessly wandering around like drifters.

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t mind what the islanders said. She still couldn’t figure out why Luo Yue’s feelings that day were so complicated.

It was clear that she liked Zhong Ling, yet she also hated her for it.

Until she overheard someone chatting on the street saying Cheng Shijing was getting engaged, and it was to Luo Yue.

Qin Zhaoyi sat there, nonchalantly asking, “Who said that?”

The gossipers, noticing she was often close to Cheng Shijing, deliberately tried to intimidate her. “You didn’t know? Shijing and Yueliang have been betrothed since Luo Yue’s mother was pregnant with her. Now that they’re of age, Shijing’s mother is planning to propose. They’ll probably get engaged in a few days.”

“Yeah,” another person chimed in, casting a disdainful glance at her. “A relationship spanning over twenty years isn’t something that someone else can compare to after knowing them for just a few days.”

“Definitely! Yueliang used to follow Shijing everywhere. She wouldn’t have gotten into college if it weren’t for him.”

“I remember she went to Jia University with Shijing. A childhood sweetheart like that is hard to find.”

“Shijing has cherished her since childhood, and now it seems like a good match.”

Qin Zhaoyi couldn’t listen any longer. Her mind was filled with thoughts of betrothal and engagement.

Her heart felt as heavy as if a large stone had been placed on it.

So that night, she didn’t even eat dinner, staying on the rocky beach to enjoy the sea breeze and gaze at the ocean after hearing the news.

She remained dazed even as night fell, her heart feeling extremely heavy.

When Luo Yue came over, she was still lost in thought.

The nights on Moon Island were calm and serene. Qin Zhaoyi stared at Luo Yue, suddenly wishing she could lock her away so no one else could see her.

Only she could see her, only she could call her name.

Qin Zhaoyi thought this, licking her lips, like a wolf thirsting for blood.

Luo Yue leaned closer and asked her, “Why aren’t you responding…”

Before she could finish, Qin Zhaoyi kissed her. Afraid of falling off the rocks, Luo Yue immediately wrapped her arms around her.

Once they finished kissing, Qin Zhaoyi mumbled, “They said you’re getting engaged.”

Luo Yue already knew about it; today Cheng Shijing’s mother had formally told her, but she had rejected it and called Cheng Shijing over to reiterate it seriously.

She hadn’t expected the news would reach Qin Zhaoyi.

Luo Yue didn’t explain further, wanting to see her reaction. “So?”

“Luo Yue.” Qin Zhaoyi pursed her lips, gazing at the endless ocean, and quietly said, “I want to leave.”

She wanted to escape from Moon Island together with her.

“Back to Jiayi?” Luo Yue asked.

Qin Zhaoyi shook her head. “Do you want me to go back to Jiayi?”

Luo Yue looked at her but didn’t speak.

Qin Zhaoyi’s voice was heavy. “Do you want to come with me…”

But Luo Yue hugged her from behind, interrupting her question.

“Qin Zhaoyi.” Luo Yue whispered in her ear, “What’s wrong? You kissed me and don’t want to take responsibility?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “… I want to leave Moon Island with you.”

But Luo Yue replied, “I’m not leaving.”

“You can always come back to Moon Island to find me,” Luo Yue said. “I won’t get married.”

Author’s Note:

PS: Review carefully! There’s no suggestive description! Don’t lock it! Don’t lock it! 

The two chapters I owed are all updated!

The synopsis has appeared too!

Hehe~

Today is another day of love for Puppy Qin and Luo-jie.