51.2: Your dog is clever.

Thinking of Luo Yue, Qin Zhaoyi couldn’t help but glance at the neighboring room.

She wondered about the hotel these days, even standard rooms had frosted glass doors in the bathrooms. While it was blurry, the silhouette inside was visible.

Especially under the light, every movement was clear.

Qin Zhaoyi found herself staring in a daze.

Until her mom called, “Zhao Zhao?”

Qin Zhaoyi snapped back to reality, “Ah?”

“So when will you catch her?” Mrs. Qin asked, “Invite her over for a meal.”

“Didn’t you say Dad wouldn’t approve?” Qin Zhaoyi responded dismissively, “What if I bring her back and he chases her out with a broom?”

“Does he dare?” Mrs. Qin made the final decision, “This home belongs to us, mother and daughter. If he dares to be arrogant, we’ll kick him out. Besides, I can take you out to eat, we can go to a restaurant.”

Professor Qin stood silently by, his fists clenched in silent rage. There was nothing he could do since she had said everything.

Qin Zhaoyi, afraid of aggravating her father to death, didn’t dare to finalize this matter without Luo Yue knowing. She could only perfunctorily say, “We’ll see when I have time.”

“The prerequisite is to win her over first,” Qin Zhaoyi said.

Professor Qin interjected, “Chase, chase, chase. If you can’t catch her, why not change to someone else?”

“No way,” Qin Zhaoyi retorted.

Professor Qin snorted, “What’s so good about her? Isn’t she just another person with two eyes and one mouth?”

Qin Zhaoyi shot back, “Then why don’t you change wives? Pick one from the street. And while you’re at it, switch daughters too, since they’re all just people with two eyes and one mouth.”

Professor Qin: “…”

“Are you really so outstanding that you must hang yourself on a crooked tree?” Professor Qin was exasperated. “What’s wrong with you? Why can’t she see your worth?”

Qin Zhaoyi was amused by his blind support.

Professor Qin’s tone was too matter-of-fact, as if Qin Zhaoyi was the best in the world, and anyone who didn’t see her worth must be blind.

Such fatherly love was indeed somewhat biased.

The sound echoed in the room, and Qin Zhaoyi didn’t notice that the water in the bathroom had already stopped running.

She continued speaking with Professor Qin, “I’m not bad, but she’s even better.”

“I don’t believe it,” Professor Qin replied quickly. “Unless you bring her home for me to see.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

“Did she win a Nobel Prize or publish a hundred SCI papers?” Professor Qin asked.

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

How would she know?

In her academically obsessed father’s eyes, a person’s excellence might only be reflected in such achievements.

“I haven’t won a Nobel Prize either,” Qin Zhaoyi said. “And I haven’t published an SCI paper.”

“Your mother and I have,” Professor Qin said.

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t want to deal with her father’s unreasonable arguments anymore. She was almost amused to the point of anger. “She’s not with you two, so why bring such high standards into it?”

“I’m done talking to you,” Qin Zhaoyi said, finally adding a lesson, “Don’t go around telling others about this. It’s not even certain yet. Don’t start showing off like you did with my pen name, making it known to everyone. Especially you, Mom. Don’t go telling Aunt like a loudspeaker.”

The key point was the last sentence.

If her aunt knew, her uncle would inevitably find out too.

To justify the last sentence to her mother, she had to build up with so much beforehand.

Mrs. Qin suddenly realized, “I almost forgot if you didn’t mention it. Your aunt has recently gone abroad for studies. She’s still been asking about you, wondering why you haven’t called her. Give her a call after we hang up, so she doesn’t call me to complain.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…Alright.”

She suddenly felt half relieved.

Her aunt not being in the hospital lowered the chances of being seen by 50%.

“And what about Uncle?” Qin Zhaoyi asked. “Didn’t he go abroad too?”

“No,” Mrs. Qin said. “He’s a department head, he can’t just leave like that.”

Qin Zhaoyi chatted with her a bit more, and Mrs. Qin asked about her grandmother.

Qin Zhaoyi said she hadn’t seen her, just that she was staying in the house her grandmother left behind. The house was beautiful and in a good environment.

Her grandmother was still traveling the world, out of contact with anyone.

Mrs. Qin showed concern for her a bit more before hanging up.

After the call ended, Qin Zhaoyi quickly sent her aunt a greeting message and a red envelope.

Her aunt, probably slacking off during studies since it was daytime there, replied quickly.

A voice message over twenty seconds long came through, half concerned and half reproachful, but all in a joking manner.

Qin Zhaoyi typed without expression: [Miss you, really miss you, almost to death. I’ll treat you to a meal when you get back.]

This made her aunt very happy, sending back numerous stickers that filled her phone screen.

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t reply, considering the conversation over.

Only after handling these complex social interactions did she turn towards the bathroom.

Where is she ah?

Even the dim light was off.

Raising her head again, Qin Zhaoyi saw Luo Yue standing at the corner outside the bathroom, leaning weakly against the frosted glass door, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

Her hair was no longer dripping wet, but there was a puddle of water on the wooden floor.

It looked like she had been standing there for a long time.

Qin Zhaoyi thought about the conversation she just had with her parents, where she briefly mentioned Luo Yue.

She wondered how much Luo Yue had heard.

“Finished with the call?” Luo Yue asked first.

Qin Zhaoyi nodded, “My mom was arguing with my dad. She didn’t reply to my messages, so I called to check on them.”

Luo Yue walked over slowly, her gaze deep.

It gave Qin Zhaoyi an eerie feeling.

“What’s wrong?” Qin Zhaoyi asked a bit nervously, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Nothing,” Luo Yue bit her lip, pretending to be innocent, “You can still see my eyes?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Qin Zhaoyi got out of bed, intending to take a shower. As she passed Luo Yue, she couldn’t help but pinch her chin and lift her face slightly. Her jawline was perfect, as if crafted by a master.

“Then you’re pretty amazing,” Luo Yue didn’t resist, after all, Qin Zhaoyi wasn’t using much force.

Luo Yue’s voice was soft and slow, “To be able to see the eyes of a crooked tree.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

She cursed Professor Qin’s loose tongue eight hundred times in her heart.

“He didn’t mean it that way,” Qin Zhaoyi immediately explained, “My dad just has a bad mouth.”

“It’s fine,” Luo Yue clicked her tongue, “After all, I haven’t published a hundred SCI papers.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Ahhh!

“I haven’t either,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “I’m just an academic loser.”

Luo Yue shrugged, “After all, I only have a bachelor’s degree and published five papers.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “… He really didn’t…”

Qin Zhaoyi’s words abruptly stopped, her tone shocked, “How many?”

“Five,” Luo Yue climbed onto the bed, her freshly bathed skin glowing with a rosy hue, like a fresh peach, tender and ready to be squeezed for juice.

She maintained a calm demeanor, “What’s wrong?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Five papers are already impressive, okay?

For a master’s student, publishing two SCI papers is enough to secure a PhD position.

Let alone SCI!

Many undergraduates struggle to write a single thesis, and here she was, casually saying she published five SCI papers.

And in the notoriously difficult field of mathematics.

Qin Zhaoyi was so shocked she couldn’t speak for a moment.

She walked to the bathroom door in a daze, went in, then felt she should say something to express her admiration.

So she walked back out, a bit excited, “Luo Yue, you can totally slap my dad’s face now.”

Luo Yue glanced over, “Hmm?”

Her still-damp long hair hung by her side, her two pale legs drawn up, and her eyes.

They seemed to speak.

Qin Zhaoyi was momentarily dazed.

After a while, Luo Yue smiled, her tone full of teasing, “Princess Qin, have you seen enough?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

It felt like being caught peeking.

But she was looking openly.

It felt like being exposed for inexperience.

Qin Zhaoyi’s earlier excitement dissipated completely, and she coughed awkwardly, “What I meant was, my dad published four SCI papers during his undergrad and bragged about it for a long time.”

Luo Yue responded with a calm “Oh,” making Qin Zhaoyi’s reaction seem a bit… overdone.

Qin Zhaoyi pursed her lips, feeling a bit foolish, and started to head back to the bathroom.

But then she heard Luo Yue’s faint voice, “So when are you taking me home to slap your dad’s face?”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…?!!”

This nearly made Qin Zhaoyi trip in the bathroom, feeling utterly useless for getting so flustered by just one sentence from Luo Yue.

Why! Just because of one sentence from Luo Yue, her emotions were all over the place!

Okay, Luo Yue said she wanted to go home with her.

Qin Zhaoyi tried to suppress a smile deliberately, but couldn’t manage it.

As a result, her facial expression became somewhat strange.

She happened to be facing the mirror, so she lifted her hand and tapped her mouth.

Luo Yue heard the sound, “Princess Qin, I told you to take a shower, not to hit yourself.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

“It’s nothing,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “There was a mosquito.”

After a moment, Qin Zhaoyi closed the bathroom door slightly and said through the crack, “See when you want to come back with me.”

Luo Yue didn’t directly respond, only urging her, “Hurry up and shower.”

Qin Zhaoyi closed the door.

Steam began to rise in the bathroom, enveloping her entirely.

Meanwhile, in the room, Luo Yue was looking at her silhouette sideways.

When Qin Zhaoyi was on the phone with her family just now, she listened quietly for a while.

It wasn’t that she wanted to eavesdrop, but the atmosphere was so pleasant that she didn’t want to interrupt.

Her initial feeling was correct—Qin Zhaoyi was indeed a pampered princess.

Spoiled and protected by her family, hence her carefree attitude.

Even though she hadn’t developed a naturally cheerful personality, always maintaining a cold demeanor, she was very soft-hearted.

Luo Yue was drawn in by the atmosphere of their conversation, unconsciously fascinated.

When she snapped out of it, she found herself locking eyes with Qin Zhaoyi.

Qin Zhaoyi’s father was right. With Qin Zhaoyi being so outstanding, who could refuse her?

Perhaps, there was no one in this world who could resist Qin Zhaoyi.

Luo Yue speculated, if her mother hadn’t passed away back then and her father hadn’t left Moon Island, what would their life be like now?

But in this world, there were no “ifs.”

Things that didn’t happen left Luo Yue with a barren imagination.

Luo Yue lay on the bed without drying her hair. The room’s lights weren’t too bright, but even if she looked directly at them, her eyes would still ache.

So she half-closed her eyes, listening to the light patter of rain outside and the rushing water in the bathroom.

When Qin Zhaoyi finished showering and came out, this was the scene she saw.

A woman in a white bathrobe lay on the bed, her black hair scattered like seaweed. She lay slightly on her side, with the hem of the bathrobe not tightly wrapped, vaguely revealing her slender and fair legs.

It was as beautiful as a painting.

Luo Yue breathed lightly with her eyes closed, looking as if she were asleep.

But when Qin Zhaoyi approached quietly, Luo Yue suddenly opened her eyes.

Qin Zhaoyi was drying her hair, and a drop of water accidentally splashed onto Luo Yue’s face.

Luo Yue raised her hand to wipe her face and joked, “Are you hydrating me?”

Qin Zhaoyi stopped her movements, “You weren’t asleep?”

“I was dozing off,” Luo Yue said, “Waiting for you.”

“If you’re tired, you can sleep first,” Qin Zhaoyi said, looking at her hair, “I’ll blow-dry it for you.”

In the hotel, they could only go to the washstand to blow-dry.

Luo Yue walked over, and Qin Zhaoyi stood behind her.

The mirror reflected their faces, and Qin Zhaoyi held the hairdryer to help Luo Yue dry her hair.

When it was nearly done, Luo Yue propped herself on the washstand with one hand and asked her, “Princess Qin, do you want me to help you?”

This sounded familiar.

Qin Zhaoyi felt like she had heard it somewhere before.

But she couldn’t remember.

Seeing that Luo Yue was not in high spirits, she shook her head, “I’ll do it myself, you go to sleep first.”

But Luo Yue had already taken the hairdryer from her. “I’ll do it.”

Luo Yue’s movements were much gentler than Qin Zhaoyi’s. Her fair fingers gracefully combed through Qin Zhaoyi’s long hair, and amidst the sound of the wind, she asked, “How long have you dyed your hair?”

“A few months,” Qin Zhaoyi said. “I can’t remember exactly; it’s faded a lot.”

“Are you planning to dye it again?” Luo Yue asked.

“I’m not sure,” Qin Zhaoyi said, looking at herself in the mirror. “I think your black hair looks great.”

“I’m used to it,” Luo Yue said.

The two of them chatted idly.

Qin Zhaoyi’s long hair dried in Luo Yue’s hands.

The rushing sound of the wind masked both women’s complex thoughts, along with their quickened heartbeats.

Qin Zhaoyi and Luo Yue were standing too close, and it felt like sparks could fly at any moment.

Even amidst the noisy wind, Qin Zhaoyi could hear Luo Yue’s breathing, making her tongue-tied.

When the wind finally stopped, Luo Yue’s five fingers were still entangled in Qin Zhaoyi’s hair, pressing her even closer, almost pinning Qin Zhaoyi against the washstand.

Luo Yue lowered her head from behind, burying it in the crook of Qin Zhaoyi’s neck.

Warm moisture instantly enveloped Qin Zhaoyi’s skin.

This kiss came unexpectedly but seemed almost anticipated.

From the bathroom to the bedroom, the dim light swayed as if rocked by a strong wind.

Outside, the rain intensified, drumming against the windowpane, making hearts race.

Qin Zhaoyi’s bathrobe fell to the ground, and her back sank into the soft bed.

Luo Yue kissed passionately.

On her neck, collarbone, and even her lower abdomen.

Qin Zhaoyi could only yield, to comply.

Luo Yue bit the edge of her panties and then looked up at Qin Zhaoyi.

Qin Zhaoyi lifted her head, pulled her up, and rolled over.

More intense kisses rained down densely, more concentrated than the storm outside.

As if wanting to merge the other into their very bones.

Qin Zhaoyi bit her collarbone, leaving a mark.

Luo Yue winced but chuckled, “Princess Qin, you say you’re my dog. How come you really bite ah?”

“It’s already a reputation,” Qin Zhaoyi whispered in her ear, “I can’t just let it slide without doing something.”

Luo Yue took advantage of her talking to press her down, arms braced at her sides, her long hair cascading down. Her gentle voice was lowered at this moment, tinged with a hint of coercion, “But tell me, which dog bites its master?”

Qin Zhaoyi kissed her.

“I do,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “I bite, so what can you do?”

Luo Yue’s finger traced over her moist lips, “You’re not being obedient.”

“Oh?” Qin Zhaoyi taunted.

Luo Yue sat up, then swiftly pulled her into her arms before Qin Zhaoyi could react.

Qin Zhaoyi suddenly felt a bit panicked, uncertain of what was happening, “What are you doing?”

Qin Zhaoyi’s voice trembled.

Luo Yue’s hand landed on her buttocks.

Once, and then again.

Her gentle face still carried a smile, but it seemed like a facade of hypocrisy.

Even her gentle voice now sounded deep, “When a little dog misbehaves, of course it gets punished.”

“Slap—”

The sound echoed in the room.

A single bed for two people was obviously crowded, especially after the recent commotion, with Qin Zhaoyi’s feet still hanging off the bed.

Fearing she might be uncomfortable, Luo Yue lifted her up a bit, then another slap.

Qin Zhaoyi wasn’t sure how Luo Yue managed to control her strength.

It wasn’t very painful, but the sound was loud.

From childhood to now, Qin Zhaoyi had never been spanked, even when she was naughty as a child or accidentally broke Professor Qin’s most precious porcelain; she had only been made to stand in the corner.

But unexpectedly, the first time she was spanked was by Luo Yue.

A sense of shame spread within her.

Yet in this confined space, she felt strangely stimulated.

“Luo Yue.” When Qin Zhaoyi called out Luo Yue’s name, her voice had changed.

Her cold tone was now tinged with emotion and desire, compounded by the spanking, even sounding tearful.

More alluring.

“Mm?” Luo Yue softly responded.

Suddenly, Qin Zhaoyi asked, “When I was drunk last time, did you also do this to me?”

Luo Yue: “…”

After that camping night, they never brought it up again. Now Qin Zhaoyi suddenly mentioned it.

Luo Yue’s action of spanking her hesitated slightly.

To Qin Zhaoyi, this expression was almost an admission.

Qin Zhaoyi bit her lip, “Teacher Luo, how could you take advantage of someone in distress?”

Luo Yue looked at her, her gaze deep, “Did I?”

“I remember,” Luo Yue said slowly, “I was resolving difficulties for someone.”

Before Qin Zhaoyi could react, she received another slap.

This time it really hurt, tears welling up in Qin Zhaoyi’s eyes.

“Luo Yue…” Qin Zhaoyi called out to her.

Luo Yue leaned closer to her, “What are you doing? Princess Qin, you’re really coquettish.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

Fart.

Perhaps only Luo Yue in this world would call her coquettish. Normally, handling three big guys barehanded was no big deal.

“Hurts,” Qin Zhaoyi said, “Be gentler.”

Luo Yue shifted her hand, “Does it hurt here? Or here?”

Each time she spoke, her finger moved to a different spot until she shifted forward.

Qin Zhaoyi even tensed her toes.

“Princess Qin,” Luo Yue’s hand was damp, but she didn’t continue hitting her, instead saying lightly, “I didn’t hit you that day.”

“You weren’t my dog then,” Luo Yue said.

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

“I’m not now either,” Qin Zhaoyi retorted stubbornly.

But before she could finish, Luo Yue placed a finger on her, tasting a bit salty.

Luo Yue quickly pulled her finger away.

Qin Zhaoyi hadn’t come to her senses yet. “What are you doing?”

But Luo Yue continued to toy with her as if she were a guzheng, “Princess Qin.”

Qin Zhaoyi became completely tense.

Now, every move by Luo Yue was unexpected to her.

From spanking her butt to now, she was afraid that Luo Yue might take the next step and do something even more excessive.

Yet there was also a hidden anticipation.

Qin Zhaoyi thought, perhaps she was going mad.

Mad together with Luo Yue.

Two lunatics locked in a stare.

Luo Yue asked, “Do you want me to repeat what happened that night?”

“After all,” Luo Yue stretched out five fingers, and in the light, one could clearly see the water on her fingertips.

Qin Zhaoyi didn’t know where it was from.

Luo Yue’s gentle voice was extremely seductive at this moment, “You’re quite wet.”

Qin Zhaoyi: “…”

However, Qin Zhaoyi refused to accept it. At this moment, she felt like a dog led by Luo Yue.

Whatever Luo Yue said, she had to obey.

This feeling of inferiority in their relationship gave her a strong sense of crisis. So, she endured her physiological instinct and raised her hand to push Luo Yue onto the bed, not losing out.

Qin Zhaoyi was like a little wolf cub, fiercely pressing down on Luo Yue, as if to suppress her effortlessly, making her feel anxious.

Make her care, make her go insane.

Make her care, make her go crazy.

Make her because of herself—

Qin Zhaoyi approached her and said, “But Jiejie, you can’t just hit the dog.”

“You have to give it a bone.” Qin Zhaoyi hooked her earlobe. “Or give it some dog food, so it can obediently be your dog.”

Luo Yue still had that indifferent expression. “What do you want?”

Qin Zhaoyi bit her earlobe, murmuring unclearly, “I want to look at you.”

“Aren’t you already looking?” Luo Yue said.

Qin Zhaoyi shook his head, his hand moving downwards, sending chills.

It seemed like the rain outside had come indoors.

Qin Zhaoyi said, “After feeding the dog dog food, you also have to give the dog some water.”

She said, “I’ll look.”

Luo Yue stared at her steadily.

Qin Zhaoyi’s voice lowered, his cold tone carrying a strong desire to conquer. “Is there water?”

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