Gradually, the woman’s hot and moist tongue skipped over the lemon, curling around her fingertips like a snake’s tongue, skillfully licking her fingers. Sometimes, her lips gently sucked on them, causing a tingling sensation.
Shen Qiaoyu felt like she was scalded and wanted to retract her hand, but she remained frozen there and couldn’t pull it back no matter how hard she tried.
She felt a feverish heat throughout her body as she saw the woman curl her lips and take another bite of the lemon. As she gently wiped her hand with a tissue, the woman approached her and murmured, “Want some?”
The other person bit the lemon, its surface glistening with water, and gazed at her with affectionate eyes.
Shen Qiaoyu’s heartbeat sped up, her mind grew hot, and in an instant, she closed the distance between them.
“Eat…”
She bit into the lemon, her scorching breath intermingling with the other person’s, growing increasingly desperate.
“Thump, thump, thump…”
In a dim corner, their intoxicated gazes were fixated as they shared a slice of lemon.
Their lips were just a hair’s breadth away from touching, but the woman bit the lemon in half.
The woman squinted her eyes and said, “So sour.”
Shen Qiaoyu lowered her gaze and smiled. With a chew, her lips trembled from the sourness. “So sour,” she said.
However, it seemed there was a hint of sweetness…
That was the fragrance emanating from the woman, the scent of lime.
Both of them exchanged sour glances, laughed, and quickly drank alcohol to dilute the taste in their mouths.
In the end, they lost count of how much they drank, and they leaned against each other.
The woman dragged her away from the dance floor.
“Let’s go to my room…”
The room door beeped open, then slammed shut.
Shen Qiaoyu was pressed against the door by the woman, who clung to her. In a drunken haze, the woman whispered in her ear, “Do you have someone?”
“No.” With her eyes closed, she unconsciously wrapped her arms around the other person’s waist, deeply inhaling.
It smelled so good.
She rested her chin on the other person’s shoulder, already quite intoxicated. Yet she could still hear the other person laughing and saying, “Perfect, I don’t have it either~”
“Did you want this sister to teach you?”
She nibbled on Shen Qiaoyu’s ear, held her hand, and pulled her into the room.
The soft mattress sank in.
Their lips met, and the rich and mellow wine mixed and spread through their lips as their tongues gently stirred, creating a slight spicy sensation that stimulated the senses.
It was sweet and soft, just like taking a sip of ice-cold green kumquat lemon in the summer, where sweetness emerges amidst its youthful sourness.
Shen Qiaoyu was always on top, in a dazed state, doing whatever the other person asked her to do.
Until the end, she learned, only to find the other person introducing various new techniques.
…
The next morning, she woke up with a splitting headache, and heard faint sounds.
She opened her eyes and saw the woman had already dressed up and ran out of the door.
The door slammed shut.
Shen Qiaoyu was bewildered, not understanding why she ran so fast.
Until all her memories gradually returned, she saw what was in her hand and her face turned red.
It was a double-headed vibrat**.
She didn’t know if it was her hand trembling or the thing in her hand trembling.
The sunlight outside the window shone through the glass into the whole room, exposing everything in the room.
The room had panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, anti-peeping glass, and nothing could be seen from outside. Opposite was a large screen on the square.
She remembered that the lights were off all night, and she was led by the woman.
She recalled that near dawn, the woman was lying on the floor-to-ceiling window, and she hugged her tightly from behind. The window reflected their shadows overlapping each other.
The woman’s long hair swayed, as if creating ripples under the moonlight. Her hand pressed on the glass, and her chest heaved violently, as if she couldn’t breathe.
At that moment, in the center of the square, the second hand on the big screen was jumping from one grid to another, and there was a countdown shout from the crowd.
Above the thousands of people, no one knew that they were close together, heart to heart, connected to each other.
Amidst the noisy crowd, she repeated her name over and over again, thrusting forward hard every time, as if to welcome the joy of the new year.
When the new year bell rang on the big screen, dazzling fireworks burst out of the window, making a deafening sound.
Leaving behind a puddle of sticky water on the floor on their high.
After their bodies relaxed completely, she rested her chin on her shoulder, embracing her tightly, and smiled at her in a drunken haze. “Qingning, Happy New Year…”
“Happy New Year~” Her partner, gasping for breath, leaned against her with entire body, tilted her head, and gently kissed her, peck after peck.
She couldn’t help but kiss her back, sucking on her lips. With her free hand, she attempted to remove her mask but ultimately didn’t move, instead pressing against the back of her neck and slipping her tongue into her mouth.
Despite the obstruction caused by the masks, the two of them engaged in a passionate intertwining of their tongues, kissing and sucking each other’s lips.
In the midst of their entangled lips and tongues, she forcefully pushed her against the glass once again.
…
Even now, when she recalled the scene and the touch at that time, her heart still pounded like thunder.
Shen Qiaoyu rubbed her burning cheeks, making sure she was not dreaming. She still remembered how the other person praised her rough hands for being comfortable.
She remembered the slippery feeling in her palms, softer and smoother than silk.
She slapped herself, trying to wake herself up, but she couldn’t forget those things.
The woman’s soft calls seemed to linger in her ears. The other person’s voice was very pleasant, like a deliberately created fantasy. And she was not shy at all, spouting all kinds of dirty talk, urging her to go faster.
Shen Qiaoyu slapped herself again, waking up this time. She quickly got up and immediately noticed a business card placed on the table.
The card had a string of WeChat ID and a string of mobile number, along with a sentence written on it.
“Let’s start with online dating.”
Shen Qiaoyu chuckled unconsciously.
With things being like this, what can be considered as online dating?
But… thinking carefully, they haven’t even seen each other’s faces yet, so it seems like they can indeed start with online dating.
She was only wearing a half-face mask, and she wondered if the other person recognize her or not?
With this thought in mind, she immediately retrieved her phone from the clothes on the floor and added the other person in WeChat.
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