Cool, soft, and fragrant, and then seemingly heating up as if rising in temperature, Xu Youzhi let out a soft whimper.
It turned out that a girl’s lips could be so soft, just like marshmallows—a sweetness brushing over the lips, seeping in further and further, the sense of sweetness growing more abundant, fragrant, and delicate, leaving a lingering aftertaste.
She had wondered before: what kind of person would someone like Jiang Ruoxun ever fall in love with?
Later, her thoughts changed; someone like her would either be a traveler through a forest of flowers or a person of pure, aloof pride, never staying for any one individual.
That was her true, authentic self.
Jiang Ruoxun soon pulled away, seeing a faint trace of her own lipstick remaining on Xu Youzhi’s lips, contrasting with her pinkish neck.
She smiled and asked, “How was it?”
Xu Youzhi recalled the feeling and answered honestly, “Sister’s lips are so soft and fragrant.”
“Then, do you want to do it again?” Jiang Ruoxun blinked rapidly, and before the other could answer, she leaned in again impatiently, pressing deeply onto the red lips once more.
“And this time?”
“It’s the same as just now, except…” Xu Youzhi said intermittently, “the intensity was greater, and it was even softer and more fragrant.”
Jiang Ruoxun twined the girl’s long hair around her fingertips and considerately tidied her shirt, smiling as she pursed her lips: “Zhizhi, I really like hearing the things you say.”
Hearing that coquettish tone, Xu Youzhi felt as if she were dreaming—dreaming of being entangled within a gentle land by someone, unable to leave, and not wanting to leave.
Clearly, this Best Actress possessed a temperament so cool and elegant, like a goddess with the integrity of a clear breeze, but looking at her now, she was nothing more than an older sister who loved to act spoiled.
“Then let’s try a different way of kissing.”
“There are other ways?” Xu Youzhi was puzzled.
In the past, when she read novels on Jinjiang, because the website was strictly conservative, the protagonists would only give each other a casual kiss. Either the male lead would suggest a French kiss or something similar, but in the end, the author wouldn’t even write it out, skipping directly to the next plot point.
“You silly girl, you’ve never been in a relationship, so of course you don’t know other ways to kiss.” Jiang Ruoxun looked at her pitifully, as if bestowing a gift, or perhaps like seeing a cute animal and being eager to share something.
But… wasn’t the cute animal the person right in front of her?
A human puppy, so obedient to her; of course, she had to reward her with many, many kisses.
“Close your eyes.” Her voice was enchanting and beguiling.
Xu Youzhi obediently closed her eyes, and once again, a cool object pressed against her lips.
Immediately following that, the object became more dominant—a wet, soft entity about to break through her tightly closed red lips. Then, a flexible object began its pursuit, hooking the other person until her whole body felt numb.
“Good puppy, do you like it?”
“Mm…” Xu Youzhi couldn’t speak. She only felt that the Best Actress’s kiss made her feel very comfortable, especially since her body had gone inexplicably weak, as if an electric current were flowing through her—tingling, numbing, both distressing and pleasurable.
A hint of desire lingered in Jiang Ruoxun’s eyes.
She took in all of Xu Youzhi’s shyness, feeling even more pity and affection.
“Zhizhi, have you learned?” She blinked and smiled.
“Um…” Xu Youzhi was actually dazed; she hadn’t quite processed it, only feeling that the other’s lips were soft and fragrant.
“Then isn’t it your turn to kiss me?” A slender, jade-like hand suddenly reached for the collar at her chest, tidying it considerately.
Xu Youzhi was still caught in the blur of being kissed by the Best Actress and pointed at herself blankly: “Me… me?”
The Best Actress smiled until her eyes curved, shallow dimples appearing on both sides of her lips. “I am teaching you; naturally, you have to practice.”
Xu Youzhi wasn’t ready yet. She pursed her lips, which still bore the lip balm of the person in her arms—sweet and slightly minty.
Jiang Ruoxun’s grip tightened slightly as she straightened her body, pressing her chest against Xu Youzhi. Xu Youzhi’s throat felt hot.
She clearly felt the surging sensation of Jiang Ruoxun’s touch—soft and plush, nearly pressing hers down. Occasionally, there was a scent of milk.
Sometimes, it really is difficult to remain calm when holding a warm, soft beauty in one’s arms.
“Zhizhi, have you made up your mind?” Jiang Ruoxun extended a slender finger, lifting her porcelain-white chin. The two faced each other, eyes meeting like a burning fire, the flames in their eyes passionate and fierce.
Xu Youzhi looked at the woman’s lips, moist and full from the kissing; the mature aura unique to a woman made her heart itch.
Jiang Ruoxun appeared to be a proud, lofty woman; she was cold, elegant, and noble, her very bones filled with the intellectual beauty of a mature woman—an image of high status that should not be coveted. If she were to pin her down, make her cry and fuss, make her beg for mercy, and make her smile at her, afterward she might even say, “Zhizhi, you’re so good, I like it so much.”
Thinking of this, Xu Youzhi couldn’t help but smile, then she shook her head in frustration. How could she think that? Such a wicked thought!
“Zhizhi, what’s wrong?” Jiang Ruoxun tucked a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear, her voice seductive and sweet, like a sluice gate of honeyed water being opened, drowning Xu Youzhi until she couldn’t breathe.
Without a word, Xu Youzhi leaned in and took her lip pearl into her mouth, using the tip of her tongue to tease it.
Jiang Ruoxun whimpered, struggling to find her words: “Zhizhi, I didn’t even teach you to kiss like this, yet you’ve mastered it on your own. Not bad, you’re a quick learner.”
Xu Youzhi’s ears turned hot. It was just a spur-of-the-moment impulse; as for “mastering it on her own,” how would she know?
Jiang Ruoxun’s eyes grew misty. She grazed her lips and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: “I like it so much.”
Xu Youzhi felt as if she had been pricked by a needle—not painful, but rather restless.
“Does Sister think my kissing skills are good?”
“Of course.” Jiang Ruoxun arched her elegant brows and leaned in even closer. Xu Youzhi, overwhelmed by her presence, struggled to catch her breath, only to hear Jiang Ruoxun say unsatisfactorily: “But who sticks their tongue out right at the start of a kiss? Do it like I did just now, like a dragonfly skimming the water, okay?”
Xu Youzhi nodded obediently. “Sister, I’ll listen to you.”
She then gave Jiang Ruoxun a quick peck on the lips. “Like this?”
Rarely, under the warm orange light, a flush actually appeared on Jiang Ruoxun’s face.
She turned her gaze away from Xu Youzhi, her heart undergoing some sort of reaction. She felt a sense of bashfulness and didn’t dare look at the other person anymore.
Jiang Ruoxun was surprised inwardly; her mind began to grow chaotic. She wanted to calm down but became increasingly restless and anxious, unable to stop herself at all.
She could only praise: “Zhizhi, you’re so good.”
Xu Youzhi actually felt a sense of pride.
“Next, it’s time for another kind.” Jiang Ruoxun brought her lips close to her eyes and closed them: “A deep kiss.”
Xu Youzhi did not hesitate and pressed against her.
Biting, licking, or pushing—it was all as gentle as water.
Until the person in her arms began to make sounds that sparked the imagination, Xu Youzhi’s hand holding her waist suddenly tightened.
Even the intensity of the kiss increased significantly.
Jiang Ruoxun could hardly hide her arousal, her voice becoming increasingly soft and coquettish. She had never imagined that she would become so weak and vulnerable in front of the younger girl, her face turning even redder with shame.
Their lips separated, a long, crystalline thread stretching between them.
Jiang Ruoxun elegantly wiped her mouth and frowned as if in bashful reproach: “Zhizhi, were you lying to me about never being in a relationship? You’re so good at kissing, hmm?”
Xu Youzhi blushed again: “I really haven’t been.”
“But, my first kiss was taken by Zhizhi.” Jiang Ruoxun laughed, pressing her finger against the girl’s nose, then moving down to her deep-red lips, twisting and kneading them as she had done before, teasing her continuously.
Xu Youzhi’s eyes flared with heat.
The woman before her was no longer the cold Best Actress, but a seductive enchantress.
Initially, Xu Youzhi had held onto the idea of a hug and a learning experience, but by now, she was about to collapse. Who could withstand this? Who could possibly withstand this!
Just as Jiang Ruoxun was about to speak, her mouth was blocked again.
“Mm.” Jiang Ruoxun was stunned. The “good puppy” was so impatient, not at all like her usual well-behaved self who knew nothing of the world.
“But, my first kiss is gone too. Can we consider it even?” Xu Youzhi squeezed out a few words.
Jiang Ruoxun thought she was being shameless and couldn’t help but laugh.
How had the “good puppy” become so roguish now?
Xu Youzhi added unsatisfactorily: “Sister, I don’t think I stuck it out. Help me again this time, okay?”
“If Zhizhi wants to learn, I will never refuse, never.” Jiang Ruoxun panted. Although the younger girl was simple, once she gained enlightenment, a “milk dog” could become incredibly fierce.
Feeling Xu Youzhi’s hands moving all over her and her body trembling slightly, Jiang Ruoxun closed her eyes in enjoyment.
The fierceness was perfectly measured. Jiang Ruoxun suddenly had a strange, slightly perverted thought—it would be best if Xu Youzhi ravaged her fiercely, perhaps clutching her neck, patting her back, or biting her all over her body.
Soon, the perverse thought was drowned out by her sense of shame.
Zhizhi is so pure; will she really be corrupted by me?
A different kind of emotion arose in Jiang Ruoxun’s heart.
She seemed reluctant to let Xu Youzhi do such things.
Suddenly, she stopped Xu Youzhi’s actions.
Xu Youzhi felt her rising excitement suddenly crash down, which was very distressing.
“Sister, what are you doing?”
Jiang Ruoxun looked at her quietly for a long time. “Zhizhi, do you still want to kiss me?”
Xu Youzhi thought about it seriously and nodded: “I do.”
“Then do we count as being in a simulated relationship?” Jiang Ruoxun asked.
Xu Youzhi thought that since Jiang Ruoxun asked her to kiss, it was naturally a simulated relationship.
Not yet realizing the change in the nature of this relationship, Xu Youzhi nodded.
Jiang Ruoxun smiled and eventually sent her away.
Using the excuse that a college student should go to bed early, she made her return.
Hearing the footsteps fade away, Jiang Ruoxun smoked a lady’s cigarette in the corner, suddenly noticing that her lips were a bit sore.
The corners of her mouth curled up.
This “good puppy” was truly unique.
She seemed easy to pursue yet difficult to conquer, but in practice, it wasn’t that hard.
Even more troubling was that she seemed to be genuinely starting to rely on her.
It was three hours later by the time Xu Youzhi returned to her hotel room. Li Qingshuang had called many times before, and Xu Youzhi had been forced to leave.
“I’m back.”
Xu Youzhi opened the door to the twin room; Li Qingshuang had long since fallen asleep.
But there seemed to be tear stains on her face; she didn’t know who she had been fighting with.
She had to tiptoe to the bathroom to wash up, but when she saw herself in the mirror, her face was as pink as an apple, especially her small lips, which were as red as if they were dripping blood.
Xu Youzhi touched them and hissed.
It was a bit painful; obviously, a spot had been bitten by Jiang Ruoxun.
Xu Youzhi pursed her lips, her tongue uncontrollably reaching out to lick the edges. The faint minty taste of the lip balm was still there.
Her face involuntarily turned red again.
So this was what it felt like to kiss a girl—soft like marshmallows, no, like marshmallows that you never get tired of, fragrant, sweet, and lingering, the kind you could get addicted to.
She suddenly didn’t want to brush her teeth, but after thinking for a while, she brushed them anyway and fell into bed to sleep.
The next morning, Li Qingshuang looked at her lips with a strange expression.
Frowning: “Where did you go last night?”
Xu Youzhi had prepared her excuse long ago: “The gym.”
Li Qingshuang twitched her lips: “You like working out?”
Xu Youzhi said nonchalantly: “It was just a whim.”
“Then why are your lips so red?” Li Qingshuang pointed, looking incredulous.