Shui Ruyue’s mind went completely blank.
She’d only said that on impulse…
Just to brush Lu Lu off.
But Fu Qingzhi clearly had no intention of letting her get away with it.
Slightly tipsy, Fu Qingzhi’s emotions had begun slipping out of control.
“Are you taking it back?”
That question again.
Shui Ruyue remembered the last time Fu Qingzhi had asked it.
She hadn’t answered.
And she’d ended up driving Fu Qingzhi away in anger.
“I do!”
Shui Ruyue answered through gritted teeth.
“I won’t take it back.”
Fu Qingzhi froze for a moment.
A shadow passed through her eyes as she fixed her gaze firmly on Shui Ruyue.
“Take out what’s under the bed.”
The moment she heard that, Shui Ruyue immediately remembered the little package Jiang Yan had sent over.
She had hidden it beneath the bed.
So…
Fu Qingzhi had discovered it long ago.
“Are you sure you want me to take it out?”
Shui Ruyue wasn’t certain.
There could be something outrageous inside.
After all, Jiang Yan had been determined to help the original owner seduce Fu Qingzhi and become the true Mrs. Fu.
Fu Qingzhi fell silent for a moment.
She didn’t want to force Shui Ruyue into doing anything.
But the anxiety welling up inside her resurfaced once more, and she reached toward the glass of red wine on the bedside table.
Shui Ruyue reacted instantly, grabbing her wrist.
“I’ll get it! I’ll get it!”
Resigned, she bent down.
Under the swaying glow of the night lamp, the graceful curve of her figure caused Fu Qingzhi’s gaze to darken.
She turned her head away, her breathing unconsciously growing heavier.
Completely oblivious to the way she was being watched, Shui Ruyue pulled the small box out.
Sure enough…
All those strange items appeared once again.
She reached inside.
Rummaged around.
Her face gradually turned red as she searched through the contents before finally settling on one plain-looking little box.
It seemed to contain something disposable.
“This one should do.”
She opened the package.
The instant Fu Qingzhi saw what it was, the tips of her ears flushed red.
Yet her eyes remained fixed on it.
“Are you sure?”
“Mhm.”
How hard could it be to feed someone something?
“You want to?”
Fu Qingzhi asked again.
Her gaze unconsciously drifted to Shui Ruyue’s lips.
She’d only sampled them briefly last time.
They’d been…
Sweet.
As Fu Qingzhi leaned closer, Shui Ruyue’s thoughts emptied completely.
Soft lips brushed lightly against hers.
The pleasant scent of pine drifted over.
As long as it keeps Fu Qingzhi from drinking…
A kiss isn’t that big a deal, right?
“Mmph…”
The next second…
She was completely overwhelmed.
Shui Ruyue went limp.
She wanted to push Fu Qingzhi away.
But she simply didn’t have the strength.
She had no idea how much time passed before she finally rested against Fu Qingzhi’s shoulder, breathing softly.
Then she heard the sound of the little box being opened.
“It might hurt.”
Even at a moment like this…
Fu Qingzhi’s voice remained calm and composed.
“Do you want to?”
“Want what?”
“Feed you?”
Shui Ruyue blinked her wide eyes in confusion.
Fu Qingzhi’s fingertips paused.
The alcohol had stirred up wave after wave of emotions she could barely suppress.
“If you want to.”
“Feed you what?”
Shui Ruyue still didn’t understand.
As long as it wasn’t alcohol…
She was willing to try anything.
“I’ll teach you.”
“Okay!”
Shui Ruyue eagerly leaned closer.
…
Not long afterward…
Shui Ruyue fled the room in embarrassment, her face burning red.
Fu Qingzhi lay back on the bed.
Her clothes were slightly disheveled.
A lingering warmth still clung to her fingertips, along with the faint fragrance that belonged to Shui Ruyue.
By the time Shui Ruyue returned after taking a shower, she looked like a frightened little animal.
A faint red mark lingered on her thigh.
Just now… they had almost…
Her face flushed crimson as she burrowed beneath the blanket, refusing to look at Fu Qingzhi.
She wanted to keep Fu Qingzhi alive.
That didn’t mean she had to offer herself up as the solution!
Fu Qingzhi slipped under the blanket as well.
Shui Ruyue’s legs instantly went weak.
She was just about to run when she heard—
“I’m sorry.”
Good.
At least she knew she’d been wrong!
Hmph.
“Next time…”
“We’ll watch a movie first.”
“Then you won’t be so frightened.”
Shui Ruyue’s mind buzzed.
She buried herself even deeper beneath the blanket.
“Fu Qingzhi, if you dare make me watch one of those movies…”
“You’re dead.”
Fu Qingzhi chuckled softly.
That wasn’t what she’d meant.
She’d only wanted to create a romantic atmosphere so Shui Ruyue could relax more.
Still…
Now that she’d crossed that line, she intended to take responsibility.
There was no way Shui Ruyue was escaping anymore.
Fu Qingzhi hadn’t had the heart to do anything further.
Since Shui Ruyue didn’t know anything yet…
She could teach her little by little in the future.
“Go to sleep.”
Feeling insecure, Shui Ruyue scooted farther toward the inside of the bed.
The next moment, someone gently turned her back around.
“Don’t hide.”
Fu Qingzhi’s voice was soft.