40. 2

Calling her by both her first and last names, the voice was gentle, but Qin Zhaoyi inexplicably felt a chill.

Qin Zhaoyi turned around and saw Luo Yue standing not far away.

Zong Yu also turned around and approached Qin Zhaoyi, expressing admiration, “So beautiful.”

Qin Zhaoyi immediately smiled, saying with a tone of pride, “Of course, regardless of who the person is.”

Zong Yu was surprised, “Sister Qin, you, you, you…”

She stuttered, but Qin Zhaoyi shrugged, “Maybe it’s the influence of those close to beauty. I also like girls.”

Zong Yu exclaimed softly, muttering to herself, “Why are there so many lesbians?”

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t hear and leaned in, asking, “What?”

Zong Yu quickly waved her hand, “Nothing, nothing.”

Meanwhile, not far away, Luo Yue didn’t expect that the scene she saw after returning would be more stimulating than the photos sent by Cheng Shijing.

The photos only had a good atmosphere, possibly due to the sunset filter.

Now, the sun had set, and the two were huddled together, whispering and laughing. Their appearance was quite irritating.

At least, Luo Yue was not happy.

Especially now, standing opposite Qin Zhaoyi, who said she missed her on the phone last night, today she was joking and laughing with another younger sister.

It was challenging to feel happy.

However, Qin Zhaoyi smiled at her, half-closing her eyes, exuding charm.

That face was like a work of art.

But Luo Yue didn’t approach first. She just stood in place and said, “I’m back.”

Qin Zhaoyi walked toward her, whispering, “You’re ahead of schedule?”

Luo Yue, “…”

Luo Yue replied with a muffled voice, “Yeah.”

Originally, the plan was to return after attending the closing ceremony tomorrow, but unexpectedly, she broke through today because of a photo.

Qin Zhaoyi asked with concern, “What happened?”

Shaking her head, Luo Yue looked into the distance and then chuckled softly with a touch of mockery, “Why did you bring someone to the island?”

Qin Zhaoyi, “?”

Qin Zhaoyi looked at Zong Yu, the girl’s bangs tousled by the sea breeze. It wasn’t even the hot summer yet, but she already wore a T-shirt and loose shorts. She looked as fragile as a piece of paper, her long hair quietly hanging down. Perhaps it was related to staying indoors all the time, her skin was pale, and under the light from the distant lighthouse, she carried a sense of vulnerability, as if she could break like glass at any moment.

Qin Zhaoyi frowned upon seeing this, subconsciously saying, “You should wear more.”

Luo Yue was taken aback, “Me?”

Qin Zhaoyi’s body stiffened for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look at Luo Yue.

Growing up here since childhood, Luo Yue was well aware of the weather in every season. She even knew when the tide would rise and fall, and what time the sunrise was. Naturally, she wouldn’t wear only a T-shirt and shorts at the beach. She even had on a light yellow thick coat, looking warm.

Qin Zhaoyi pursed her lips and pointed to someone not far away, “Zong Yu.”

Luo Yue said, “I haven’t asked.”

Qin Zhaoyi’s body stiffened, then she turned her head to look at Luo Yue.

Luo Yue had grown up here and knew every season’s weather like the back of her hand. She even knew when the tide would rise or fall and what time the sunrise was. Naturally, she wouldn’t wear only a T-shirt and shorts at the beach. She even had on a light yellow thick coat, looking warm.

Qin Zhaoyi pursed her lips and pointed to someone not far away, “Zong Yu.”

Luo Yue said, “I haven’t asked.”

” I wanted to say it.” Qin Zhaoyi said, waving to Zong Yu, who came running over.

Luo Yue: “…”

Well, she had overthought it.

Even if she was slow, she realized Luo Yue’s hostility.

… Hostility.

Qin Zhaoyi suddenly approached Luo Yue, leaned close to her ear, and explained, “She is a friend’s younger sister.”

Luo Yue lowered her head, deliberately turned in another direction, and distanced herself a bit. Her tone was cold, “I didn’t ask.”

“I wanted to say it proactively.” Qin Zhaoyi said, waving to Zong Yu, who ran over.

As they got closer, Luo Yue finally saw Zong Yu’s face.

It was challenging to describe for a moment, a very childish face but with a hint of world-weariness.

It was challenging to see both dark and cute styles simultaneously on one person. Zong Yu perfectly controlled them without any sense of discord.

In front of strangers, Zong Yu reverted to her social anxiety appearance. Her eyes widened, and her gaze was erratic. She greeted hesitantly, “Jie…Jie Jie, hello.”

Qin Zhaoyi patted her shoulder, “Don’t be nervous.”

It was like an adult taking their own child out to see the world.

Luo Yue bit her lip, released the soft flesh inside her mouth, felt a little pain, and reluctantly suppressed her hostility. She nodded and greeted, “Hello.”

However, Qin Zhaoyi didn’t notice, pointed to her, and introduced, “This is Luo Yue.”

Zong Yu greeted again, “Hello, Luo Jie.”

Still stumbling.

Qin Zhaoyi said, “She also knows Yan Ci.”

“Oh?” Zong Yu’s eyes suddenly lit up a lot. She timidly reached out her small hand, “Hello.”

Luo Yue reached out to shake hands with her, but she only shook hands with her fingers before retracting.

Zong Yu’s hand was cold, but she herself didn’t feel it.

Qin Zhaoyi took off her coat and handed it to Zong Yu, “Put it on.”

Zong Yu took a half step back and looked at Luo Yue, “I don’t need it… right?”

With a shy expression that Qin Zhaoyi saw, it seemed like symptoms of social anxiety were appearing, afraid of strangers.

Qin Zhaoyi frowned, directly draped the coat over her shoulders, “You’ll catch a cold, and then I’ll have to take care of you.”

Zong Yu puffed up her cheeks and looked timidly at Luo Yue.

This expression, in Luo Yue’s eyes, seemed like a provocation.

Qin Zhaoyi, like taking care of a child, took the opportunity to zip up Zong Yu’s coat.

Zong Yu was just over 1.6 meters tall, and with a small frame, she looked petite.

Standing next to Qin Zhaoyi, no matter how you looked at it, she seemed like an undeveloped child, giving off a cute vibe with a noticeable size difference.

Luo Yue felt a stinging sensation in her eyes. She felt choked in her chest but couldn’t say anything.

Zong Yu said, “Jie, then you and Luo Jie go eat. I won’t eat.”

Qin Zhaoyi, looking at her petite figure, said, “You’re not eating again?”

Zong Yu nodded, “Not hungry.”

Qin Zhaoyi would never allow her to mistreat her own body like this. She sternly demanded, “Come with us to eat.”

Luo Yue timely said, “I’ve already eaten. You two go ahead.”

After saying that, she turned and walked away, “I’m a bit tired, I’ll go home and rest first.”

“Luo Yue,” Qin Zhaoyi called her, but Zong Yu tugged at her wrist, pursed her lips, and shook her head.

Qin Zhaoyi was puzzled.

Without turning back, Luo Yue walked away when she heard Qin Zhaoyi’s call.

When Luo Yue’s figure disappeared, Qin Zhaoyi asked Zong Yu, “What are you doing?”

“That sister… um…” Zong Yu rubbed her chin, looking completely different from the innocent face she had when Luo Yue was around, “she’s a bit reserved.”

Qin Zhaoyi, “?”

Nonsense.

“But she was angry just now.” Zong Yu said, “And she really dislikes me.”

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t understand, “So what?”

Zong Yu was slightly stunned.

She didn’t expect that Qin Zhaoyi still hadn’t caught on.

“Yi Jie,” Zong Yu pursed her lips, “My sister used to say you have a wooden head and are a steel straight woman, and I didn’t believe her.”

Qin Zhaoyi’s attention was off, “Your sister talks badly behind my back, huh?”

Zhong Ling, “…”

Zong Yu rolled her eyes, “That sister likes you.”

Qin Zhaoyi was stunned.

Zong Yu helplessly revealed, “She felt uncomfortable seeing me because she was jealous!”

Qin Zhaoyi: “No way…”

As Qin Zhaoyi was halfway through her rebuttal, she suddenly realized and paused for two seconds. In disbelief, she asked, “Jealous? Of you and me?”

Zong Yu nodded, “Yeah.”

“Wait, you’re Zong Ling’s sister, so you’re like my sister…” Qin Zhaoyi started to say, and Zong Yu quickly put her hands in front of her, making a cross, “Yi Jie, stop!”

“I am Zong Ling’s sister, but we’re not related by blood.” Zong Yu corrected, “Besides, even good friends can get jealous in a romantic relationship. That sister might get jealous seeing you and my sister so close.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Qin Zhaoyi remained skeptical about this.

Zong Yu felt that she was beyond help, but considering Qin Zhaoyi had helped her, she kindly reminded, “Let’s go eat first, and then… you can bring her some food later.”

“She already ate,” Qin Zhaoyi said.

Zong Yu: “…she didn’t.”

“How do you know?” Qin Zhaoyi asked.

Zong Yu: “…”

Help!

Zong Yu half-dragged, half-pulled Qin Zhaoyi to a restaurant. She didn’t have much appetite herself, as she was not someone who enjoyed eating. If it weren’t for the sake of survival, she could go three days without eating.

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t quite understand the things Zong Yu said to her and didn’t eat either; she just sat there staring at her.

Zong Yu felt a bit uneasy under her intense gaze and finally said helplessly, “Yi Jie, why don’t you eat something too?”

Qin Zhaoyi shook her head, “Not hungry.”

Under Qin Zhaoyi’s unwavering gaze, Zong Yu ate a little reluctantly. Then, she asked the proprietress to pack a portion of the two-person meal.

At the moment when Qin Zhaoyi was about to pay the bill, she took the initiative to do so. As they walked out of the store together, the landlady immediately sent a message to Luo Yue: “The one in the Little Red Pavilion doesn’t look like a decent person at all. She brought someone to Moon Island and has been here for several days without leaving. I think she might be planning to stay on Moon Island forever.”

Luo Yue was sitting by the window blowing her hair, having just finished a shower to calm the heat on her mind. Hearing the landlady’s voice message, she didn’t know how to respond. She silenced her phone and flipped it upside down on the table, even losing the focus on drying her hair.

Although she had known that this day would come, seeing it happen in front of her eyes made it difficult to accept. Would Qin Zhaoyi change her mind? Luo Yue didn’t know. Perhaps, as she thought, the willful little princess had a strong desire to conquer her, and all her actions were merely due to not getting what she wanted. Once she got it, a different side of her might emerge. It could also be that someone more worthy of affection had appeared. The young girl was pretty, with a soft and gentle way of speaking, seemingly more suitable to be protected.

Luo Yue bit her lip and lost herself in thought. Under the desk lamp, she opened a drawer and took out a dark green nightgown. The fabric was miserably thin, the same one Qin Zhaoyi had tried on at home last time. The silky texture could be easily crumpled in the palm, quickly forming wrinkles.

The light in the adjacent room hadn’t turned on yet, indicating that Qin Zhaoyi hadn’t come back. After dinner, she would have to accompany the girl back. Perhaps they would return together after a walk by the seaside.

Just thinking about it in her mind, Luo Yue found it hard to stay calm.

“Luo Yue.” A chilly voice with a hint of tenderness came from outside the window.

In no time, Qin Zhaoyi stood by the open window.

Only then did Luo Yue snap out of her thoughts, sensing the pain in her lip and a numb sensation. In the moment of panic and letting go, her teeth bit into the soft flesh, causing her to inhale a breath of cold air.

“What’s wrong?” Qin Zhaoyi reached out to pinch her chin, but Luo Yue turned her head to avoid it.

Qin Zhaoyi’s hand hung in the air, feeling a bit awkward. “Are you angry?” she asked.

Luo Yue shook her head, stood up intending to close the window she was leaning on. However, Qin Zhaoyi reached out to stop her, and the two of them seemed to be in a standoff.

Luo Yue said, “Not angry.”

She tried to sound calm, but there was a trace of resentment in her words in that moment of speaking. Not having spoken for too long, her voice was a bit hoarse.

“Are you…,” Qin Zhaoyi, thinking about what Zhong Yu hinted at, tentatively asked, “jealous?”

Luo Yue shook her head and then lightly laughed, “Why would I be jealous?”

“Because of Zhong Yu,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “I treat her well.”

“We have nothing to do with each other,” Luo Yue smiled, her gentle voice lacking warmth, “Who you treat well has nothing to do with me. I have no reason to be jealous.”

Saying this, she exerted force to pull the window down. However, Qin Zhaoyi propped herself on the windowsill, leaned forward, and got very close to her, staring directly into her eyes. “Luo Yue.”

Calling her name was like a small dog coquettishly rubbing against its owner. “Don’t say things in anger.”

“I really am not angry.” Luo Yue sneered, “I’m a bit tired and want to sleep.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Qin Zhaoyi took a step back, her expression also cooling down. “Fine.”

Luo Yue closed the window, leaving Qin Zhaoyi shut out. She took a deep breath.

She really wasn’t angry, just a bit stifled and disappointed. She had thought Qin Zhaoyi would offer her passionate love, but unexpectedly, her affection was like rain and dew, evenly scattered across the earth, nurturing everything.

It was Luo Yue who had miscalculated.

As she was pondering over this, someone suddenly hugged her from behind.

Wrapped in a cool sensation, every inch of her skin covered, only the warmth of her breath revealed on her neck, “I miss you.”

Luo Yue’s entire body stiffened. She thought Qin Zhaoyi had returned home, but she hadn’t expected her to come directly to her place. After all, Qin Zhaoyi had stayed at her place for a few days before, becoming familiar with the place.

Qin Zhaoyi’s arms encircled Luo Yue’s shoulders and she breathed in on Luo Yue’s neck, “She is Zhong Ling’s sister. By the way, Zhong Ling is my childhood friend, my only friend.”

Qin Zhaoyi explained with a muffled voice.

However, Luo Yue lowered her head, looking at the quiet pajamas lying in the open drawer.

Luo Yue’s fingers rubbed on it, seemingly contemplating, and she spoke gently, “I’m not interested in knowing.”

Qin Zhaoyi said, “I just like you.” Qin Zhaoyi continued, “I miss you.”

Luo Yue sneered, “Saying you like me and miss me while walking by the seaside with someone else, laughing and talking. Miss Qin, do you think your ‘liking’… tsk, should I believe it?”

Qin Zhaoyi’s hand circled around her waist, and the posture of hugging from behind became more provocative in the floating night.

Luo Yue said, “Are you allowed to hug me without my permission?”

Qin Zhaoyi paused slightly, blew a breath in her ear, and said, “Well, Miss Luo…”

She said as her fingers gently pinched Luo Yue’s waist, “Can I hug you?”

Luo Yue didn’t answer, just said in a gentle tone, “I bit my lip just now.”

Qin Zhaoyi frowned, raised her hand, pinched Luo Yue’s chin, and turned her face to look, “Let me see.”

“There’s blood,” Luo Yue said.

Qin Zhaoyi insisted on opening her mouth to check, but Luo Yue slapped her hand away. She used a bit of force to swap their positions, and Qin Zhaoyi leaned on the table.

Luo Yue raised her hand, and with a downward motion, a green pajama appeared in front of Qin Zhaoyi. Qin Zhaoyi was startled, “Isn’t this the one I threw away?”

“It was given to me by Granny Shixi,” Luo Yue said, “Don’t randomly throw things on Moon Island.”

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t expect that the discarded items would reappear in Luo Yue’s hands, suddenly feeling her privacy violated. “What are these people doing?”

“There’s an old lady who scavenges. She intended to pick up the cardboard box you threw away, but she found this instead. Now, your affairs have spread all over Moon Island,” Luo Yue stated the facts without emotion.

“What affairs?” Qin Zhaoyi was puzzled.

Luo Yue suddenly approached her, leaned in close to her ear, and said word by word, “You are a fox spirit.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

This is absurd.

However, Qin Zhaoyi remembered the incident with her injured mouth, ignored these irrelevant rumors, and reached out to pinch her chin, only to be easily avoided by Luo Yue.

Luo Yue asked vigilantly, “What are you doing?”

Qin Zhaoyi said, “I want to check your injury.”

Facing the light from the table lamp and the room’s ceiling light, Luo Yue, bathed in the interplay of light and shadow, appeared ethereal.

She licked her lips, exuding a watery and enchanting charm.

Luo Yue tapped her lips, and her fingers traced along Qin Zhaoyi’s lip line, causing Qin Zhaoyi to shudder and instantly hold her breath.

“You want…” Qin Zhaoyi’s words were interrupted. Luo Yue’s arm pressed against her shoulder, forcing her to sit on the table. Luo Yue stared directly at her and asked, “You want to check my injury?”

Qin Zhaoyi nodded awkwardly, her heart beating rapidly, almost jumping out.

Luo Yue leaned closer, lips nearly touching, and asked, “How do you want to check?”

Qin Zhaoyi pursed her lips, “Look… down.”

Luo Yue chuckled, then her tongue lightly grazed Qin Zhaoyi’s powdered lips, creating a sensation that left Qin Zhaoyi momentarily dazed.

Luo Yue asked, “Is this how you want to check?”

Qin Zhaoyi’s gaze turned dangerous, and she reached out to grab Luo Yue’s waist.

Luo Yue tore off her usual gentle facade, smiled with a seductive meaning, and said, “Compared to just looking, tasting the blood is more straightforward…”

Before she could finish the word “straightforward,” it had already been completely swallowed up.

Qin Zhaoyi held her waist tightly, her thighs close to Luo Yue.

Luo Yue tilted her head to respond, but kept her teeth tightly closed, not allowing Qin Zhaoyi to recklessly invade her territory.

In this atmosphere, Qin Zhaoyi kissed someone, her heart stirred by Luo Yue’s teasing, almost ready to leap out of her chest. She wished she could die together with this person.

However, Luo Yue always controlled the pace, her single hand stroking Qin Zhaoyi’s slender neck, and her five fingers weaving into her hair.

Qin Zhaoyi, with a hoarse voice, asked, “Can… I taste it?”

Luo Yue pressed her forehead against Qin Zhaoyi’s and asked, “Haven’t you tasted it?”

Listening to Luo Yue’s voice, Qin Zhaoyi felt like her whole body was about to catch fire, but she suppressed it, saying, “I haven’t tasted the blood.”

“Then it might be gone,” Luo Yue said. “The wound has healed.”

“But my wound hasn’t healed,” Qin Zhaoyi said.

“Where is the wound?” Luo Yue asked.

Qin Zhaoyi opened her mouth, mumbled unclearly, “You take a look.”

Luo Yue reached her hand in, but Qin Zhaoyi closed it, and her fingers were instantly enveloped in warm dampness.

Qin Zhaoyi stared at her intently, then released after a while, hinting, “Want to taste like this.”

The light and shadows in the room floated, and their breaths entangled.

After a moment, Luo Yue asked, “What benefits do I get then?”

Qin Zhaoyi knew that she was once again being manipulated by Luo Yue, but she willingly walked into her trap.

In this ambiguous and quiet atmosphere, Qin Zhaoyi whispered in her ear, “Buy another one, and I’ll wear it for you to see.”

As if feeling that this condition wasn’t enough, she added, “Right here.”

Qin Zhaoyi’s hand covered Luo Yue’s back, even able to feel her slender butterfly bones. The current posture easily led people to wild imaginations, reminiscent of the ambiguous poses in the artistic films that Zhong Ling used to send her.

So, Qin Zhaoyi continued, “I’ll sit on the table.”

Luo Yue just stared at her quietly, her breathing slowing down. She only heard Qin Zhaoyi say, “Let you manipulate me.”

At that moment, Luo Yue’s heart stopped for a few seconds.

No one could refuse such an ascetic face uttering such shameless words.

Luo Yue pinched her chin, asking, “Really?”

Qin Zhaoyi nodded slowly, with a hint of red in the corners of her eyes, especially alluring under the lamplight.

Luo Yue swallowed her saliva and said in a deep voice, “Let me check the wound on your tongue.”

Qin Zhaoyi thought her tongue wasn’t injured, but in this state, Luo Yue asked her to do it, so she complied.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she extended it, Luo Yue immediately leaned forward and bit down.

Luo Yue looked at Qin Zhaoyi with the triumphant look of someone who had succeeded in a cunning plan. However, she found in Qin Zhaoyi’s eyes that were looking back at her, there was almost overflowing love.