Offense - Chapter 20
Chapter 20
The curtains were drawn, and the room was dim.
Because the door had been kept closed, the air was a bit stuffy. The cool air from the air conditioner in the living room slowly seeped in, climbing up her calves. Lian Wan stood by the bed, supporting the woman who was tilting her head up to kiss her.
The chill of the cool air passed through the thin fabric, from bottom to top, creating a faint, ticklish sensation.
In keeping with Zhou Yanqian's casual style, the bed before her was a mess of tangled bedding. In the middle of summer, a cotton quilt and a towel blanket were knotted together, jointly emitting a mixed fragrance of skincare products and shower gel. It carried the languid aura of a woman who had slept soundly, like a dangerous mist deep in a jungle that would envelop you in tangled vines if you walked to its end.
But just looking at it, Lian Wan felt she was already a little breathless.
Noticing her distraction, Zhou Yanqian wrapped her arms tightly around her neck, tilted her face up, and gave her lips a kiss that was almost a bite.
"No more kissing," she said. "You're not focused at all."
In contrast to Lian Wan's tension, Zhou Yanqian was clearly quite relaxed. After saying this and giving one last kiss, she nonchalantly let go, rolled over in the blankets, and reached for the air conditioner remote on the nightstand.
The air conditioner beeped.
Zhou Yanqian put down the remote and turned back. Seeing Lian Wan still standing by the bed, looking as if she didn't know where to put her eyes, hands, or feet, she smiled with a quirk of her lips. "Do you want to take a shower?"
Lian Wan looked down at her, licked her lips, and stared at her in a daze.
Because of her earlier distraction, Zhou Yanqian was now annoyed to see her lick her lips. She lifted her foot and gave her a light kick.
"You can't get on my bed with your outside clothes on." The woman lay on her side, propping her head up lazily to look at her. The ruffled sleeve slid down from her elbow, revealing half an arm as white as jade. "I don't have any pajamas for you right now, but you can make do with my sweatsuit for now."
"The bathroom is over there," she said finally.
Lian Wan stood where she was, hesitated for a moment, but still walked in the direction she had pointed.
The water from the showerhead cascaded down, and steam filled the air. Lian Wan smoothed back her long, wet hair.
She turned the water on full blast. The rushing sound seemed capable of drowning out her chaotic heartbeat.
With no real mind to shower, Lian Wan didn't rinse for long before turning off the water and moving aside to get dressed.
Water droplets dripped incessantly from her face. She picked up a nearby towel to wipe her face, and as her hand reached for a hook, she suddenly noticed she could see outside through the closed blinds.
A thought quietly surfaced in her mind, like a new sprout breaking through the soil. After putting on the clothes Zhou Yanqian had given her, Lian Wan dried the ends of her wet hair and tentatively walked over.
She adjusted the angle of the slats. The strong afternoon sunlight instantly poured in, evenly sliced by the blinds, casting stripes of shadow on the bathroom tiles.
A flash of white light made Lian Wan squint slightly as she looked out the window.
She saw the view she had expected.
Through the blinds, she could see the familiar street scene below. The street was empty; everyone was taking an afternoon nap. Looking up, she could see her own balcony. Behind the iron railing, a corner of the foam box where she grew green onions and cilantro was broken-she had accidentally kicked it while walking past. Because it had rained yesterday and she hadn't tidied up, the clothes she had just hung out last night were too numerous and heavy, pulling the clothesline so low that the pant legs were already touching the ground.
So it was true.
In the steamy bathroom, next to a storage rack, the exhaust fan rumbled. The familiar fragrance still lingered in the air. Lian Wan's chest burned hot, as if that faint scent had been dampened by the rising steam, clinging to the water droplets and seeping through her limbs into her heart.
So on that night, this was the bathroom she had showered in.
Before her eyes was clearly the bright light of day.
The blinds cast even stripes of shadow across Lian Wan's face. Standing there, she felt as if she had returned to that secret, sweltering night of the power outage.
The hot wind, baked by the sun outside, blew in, and the steam in the bathroom gradually dissipated.
Lian Wan stood by the window, lost in a daze for a while, before pushing the door open and going out.
A blue and white sweatsuit with red trim on the collar. Zhou Yanqian's clothes were a bit small for her, but thankfully they were loose-fitting and fit reasonably well. The pant legs, however, were noticeably short, turning the long pants into capris. She looked like a teenager in the middle of a growth spurt.
"Not bad, it looks good." Zhou Yanqian had been leaning against the headboard playing on her phone. When she saw Lian Wan come out, her eyes lit up. She smiled, shifted over from the pile of blankets, and reached out to her.
Lian Wan was caught completely off guard. She was pulled right into the soft, plush bed.
The intimate breaths, the warm body temperature, the familiar, lingering fragrance-all of it suddenly pressed against her.
"You look like a high school student in my clothes." Zhou Yanqian pinched her cheek, her eyes curving into a smile. "Didn't I get a great deal?"
Lian Wan was dazed by her smile, and hearing those words, she didn't know what to say. By the time she came to her senses, they were both lying in the blankets together, the woman's arm hooked around her neck as she snuggled into her embrace.
The overflowing blankets and the corners of their clothes rustled a few times at their own rhythm, then fell silent as they found the most comfortable position.
"Good afternoon." Zhou Yanqian grew quiet too. She affectionately nuzzled Lian Wan's neck and buried her head in her chest, murmuring softly as if utterly content.
Her body gently arched against Lian Wan's. Her slender shoulders settled into the crook of Lian Wan's arm, her long hair full of a warm, toasty fragrance. Lian Wan held her quietly, without needing to expend much effort or emotion. This rare, gentle moment in their relationship was more profound than any passionate kiss.
The room was silent. Lian Wan carefully shifted her body, raised her arm, and fully embraced Zhou Yanqian.
Drowsiness gradually washed over her. Her heart was filled with a sense of peace, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep too.
When she woke again, the light in the room was no different from when she had fallen asleep.
It seemed they were both calm sleepers. They were still in the same position as when they'd drifted off. Zhou Yanqian was nestled in her arms, breathing evenly, her mouth slightly open, clearly in a deep sleep.
Her mind, refreshed from the short nap, was slowly waking up. Lian Wan held her breath, gazing intently at the sleeping woman before her. After a long moment, she slowly raised her hand and cupped her face.
The woman's soft cheek rested obediently in her palm. Her body temperature was higher from sleep, like holding a small hand warmer. Lian Wan was careful, pressing close to this sleeping sun. She watched for a long time before leaning in a little and gently kissing the corner of Zhou Yanqian's lips.
Zhou Yanqian wasn't wearing any makeup, but her lips were still a rosy red and unbelievably soft. Lian Wan nuzzled them gently, as if eating a mouthful of strawberry-flavored cotton candy from one of those little carts that were always outside the school gates in high school. A small pinch of white sugar could be spun into a cloud of cotton candy bigger than a person's face. When you took a bite, your whole face would be covered in sticky sugar threads.
Many people would buy it. Every weekend, the school gate would be lined with cloud after cloud.
The sugary threads she had never eaten before were now melting on her lips. So this was what it tasted like. Lian Wan was content, but in the next instant, a greater greed arose. Zhou Yanqian was still sleeping soundly, as if she knew nothing, yet also as if she knew everything. This was what made it so unbearably tempting. Lian Wan grew bold, taking her lip between her own and tentatively licking it.
It was as sweet as she had expected. Lian Wan glanced up to see her reaction. The woman's eyelashes fluttered slightly, but only for the space of a breath, as if it were just an unconscious twitch of a muscle in her sleep. Lian Wan grew bolder, deepening the lick. More sweetness, more softness melted between her lips. Zhou Yanqian's sleeping face was serene, showing no reaction, like a princess lying in a bed of flowers, waiting for someone to awaken her.
She is the only one who can wake her... Lian Wan thought, going deeper, prying open her teeth. Her warm, moist mouth gave no feedback, which only excited Lian Wan more. Zhou Yanqian's defenselessness and her impending reaction hung over Lian Wan's heart, like dancing on the edge of a knife. She kissed deeper and deeper, until she herself was almost out of breath.
As she trembled, the woman let out a soft hum through her nose.
"Mm..."
Lian Wan held Zhou Yanqian's lip between her teeth, not wanting to stop at all. She was lost in that possibility-Zhou Yanqian's body had given her a response. She had kissed her princess awake.
In the dim room, the woman seemed to open her eyes in a bit of a daze.
The person half a head taller than her was pressing down, her body burning hot. Not only was she gnawing on her lips, but upon realizing she was awake, she even tried to grab her wrist. Zhou Yanqian subconsciously opened her mouth, only to be kissed squarely. Only then did she realize her lips were numb. The person on top of her was still as greedy as a little puppy with a bone, relentlessly clinging to her.
If you wanted to kiss me this badly, why were you so distracted earlier?
Zhou Yanqian still remembered the little fit she'd thrown before their nap. She squirmed, trying to restrain this puppy's head, but she had been kissed for too long. Her body was soft and weak, and the questioning tone lost all its force as it left her lips. The end of her words dissipated into the air, so light it sounded more like she was whining coquettishly. "Mm... what are you doing..."
Lian Wan turned a deaf ear, trying to break free from her hold. After a brief struggle, Zhou Yanqian was easily pinned down again. She felt embarrassed and shy, and tried to renegotiate amidst her struggles:
"What are you doing..."
"I won't let you kiss me..." she panted, turning her head to avoid Lian Wan's lips, only to have her chin grabbed and turned back.
A searingly hot kiss fell upon her. Zhou Yanqian's body quietly surrendered. Just as she was about to raise her hand to hook it around Lian Wan's neck, she heard her suddenly speak:
"Sister..."
She held her lip between her teeth, raised her eyes to look at her, her expression no longer like a puppy's, but like a wolf's, staring intently at its prey.
Even now, Lian Wan was reluctant to release her lips. She just stared at her intently and said indistinctly, "You're so sweet..."
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