Chapter 74
This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
Qin Wanshu once again experienced Zuo Qinghuan's tyrant logic. Is this okay?
She looked at Zuo Qinghuan's expectant eyes and felt very embarrassed. She couldn't do impetuous things like her.
Qin Wanshu hesitated and dawdled, making Zuo Qinghuan quite impatient. It seemed like she had to wait for Qin Wanshu to take the initiative, and by then, the daylily tea might have turned cold. Zuo Qinghuan felt a bit sad and resentful.
Zuo Qinghuan now resembles a child who was denied candy, with eyes full of accusations. It seems as if Qin Wanshu is heartless. Qin Wanshu finds it both irritating and amusing, but she has no intention of meeting Zuo Qinghuan's demands. She recalls that well-behaved children are often not indulged, especially those who tend to push their limits.
Zuo Qinghuan watched as Qin Wanshu placed the teacup, previously placed near her lips, back on the coffee table. Qin Wanshu drank her own tea and ignored her. Zuo Qinghuan felt like the fat about to reach her mouth had slipped away. The heaviness in her mood was palpable.
"Enjoying alone is not right!" Zuo Qinghuan playfully lifted Qin Wanshu's loosely scattered long hair and took a bite on Qin Wanshu's fair neck, expressing her dissatisfaction with Qin Wanshu enjoying tea on her own without offering any to her.
Zuo Qinghuan's bite was neither light nor hard, with a slight sting and a numbing feeling that made Qin Wanshu shrink her neck.
She didn't expect Qin Wanshu's neck to be so tender; it immediately turned red, likely leaving a mark.
"Don't make trouble," Qin Wanshu gently reprimanded. Feeling Zuo Qinghuan change from biting to sucking on her neck, the slight pain disappeared, replaced by a more tingling sensation. However, Qin Wanshu knew that if she allowed Zuo Qinghuan to continue messing around, her neck might end up with some strawberry marks.
"Who told you not to feed me?" After creating an aesthetically pleasing strawberry mark, Zuo Qinghuan reluctantly left Qin Wanshu's neck. She picked up the tea that Qin Wanshu had originally poured for her on the coffee table and drank it all at once. Clearly, Zuo Qinghuan was more interested in something other than tea.
"How about I'll go upstairs and play the piano for you, okay?" Qin Wanshu had a feeling that Zuo Qinghuan might go in heat at any moment, and it made her a bit uneasy. So, Qin Wanshu quickly tried to divert Zuo Qinghuan's attention by suggesting something else.
"Is there a piano upstairs too?" Zuo Qinghuan's attention was indeed shifted by Qin Wanshu. She absolutely loved the graceful and charming way Qin Wanshu played the piano, leaving her completely captivated.
"Mm." Qin Wanshu nodded, tidied up the teacups on the coffee table, and then stood up, walking with Zuo Qinghuan toward the second floor of the villa.
The piano room was just like the one in Qin Wanshu's house—empty and desolate. The piano was placed near the balcony, and the balcony was quite spacious. Moonlight should be able to filter through the balcony, Zuo Qinghuan thought to herself. Someone seems to have a penchant for playing the piano under the moonlight, displaying a somewhat affected sense of pretentiousness.
"Should I turn off the lights?" She asked, pulling up the large curtains on the balcony, and it seemed like the moon was quite full tonight, which was just right.
"Either way is fine," Qin Wanshu said, pulling up the cloth covering the piano.
Zuo Qinghuan turned off the lights. The villa's design allowed ample moonlight to filter in, and the pure moonlight made the initially desolate air feel crisp and clear.
"Would you like to sit next to me?" Qin Wanshu asked.
"No, I prefer to stand and watch you play the piano." Zuo Qinghuan chose a good spot to fully appreciate Qin Wanshu's elegant posture while playing the piano.
Qin Wanshu's hands started moving, and the graceful sound of the piano filled the air.
The faint moonlight scattered over Qin Wanshu, resembling the aura emanating from her. Zuo Qinghuan was a bit distracted, as at this moment, Qin Wanshu seemed like a goddess with a halo. Qin Wanshu's delicate features appeared even softer under the gentle moonlight, captivating and sacred, untouchable. Qin Wanshu always managed to amaze her, but never before like this – so beautiful that it made her own heart tremble.
Qin Wanshu's gentle gaze occasionally shifted towards Zuo Qinghuan. Zuo Qinghuan, with an otherworldly charm, now seemed ethereal. The subtle and elusive sensation she exuded stirred something in Qin Wanshu's heart.
Unconsciously, Zuo Qinghuan had slowly moved closer to Qin Wanshu. The desire to be near was entirely beyond her control.
The piece "Moonlight Border" was quickly played, and Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu, taking a while before speaking.
"Qin Wanshu, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Zuo Qinghuan sincerely expressed.
"Perhaps beauty is in the eye of the beholder," Qin Wanshu said with a faint smile. She felt that Zuo Qinghuan didn't mind what she played; it seemed Zuo Qinghuan just enjoyed the sight of her playing the piano. Clearly, it was not about the music but rather the appearance.
"Do you also think I'm the most beautiful?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu, looking at her with eager eyes. She knew she couldn't compare to Shi Yunyang and Li Xin in terms of beauty, but she still hoped to be the most beautiful in Qin Wanshu's eyes.
“Mm." Qin Wanshu nodded.
Zuo Qinghuan was delighted to see Qin Wanshu nod. In her heart, she believed that when someone she liked appreciated her, it was undoubtedly the most wonderful thing.
"Qin Wanshu, I really, really like you," Zuo Qinghuan sat on Qin Wanshu's lap, burying her face in Qin Wanshu's neck. She spoke with utmost sincerity, afraid that Qin Wanshu might not fully understand. In reality, Zuo Qinghuan had lost count of how many times she had expressed these feelings. It seemed that no matter how much she said it, she never grew tired of it. Zuo Qinghuan enjoyed calling Qin Wanshu by her full name. In her heart, each of the three words represented a profoundly special meaning. When she read, just seeing the character “Qin" could evoke thoughts of Qin Wanshu.
"I know." Qin Wanshu has become somewhat accustomed to Zuo Qinghuan throwing herself into her arms. She naturally wrapped her arms around Zuo Qinghuan's waist. Qin Wanshu always responded with a gentle "I know." In fact, she enjoyed hearing Zuo Qinghuan say those words. Each time felt like a confession, a bit like being spoiled, yet each repetition carved a deeper imprint in her heart, making the affectionate word “like” more profound each time.
This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
"Qin Wanshu, I want to make love with you right now." Zuo Qinghuan whispered into Qin Wanshu's ear as if sharing a secret, expressing her desire to blend Qin Wanshu into her very essence or intertwine herself with Qin Wanshu's, never to be apart.
Qin Wanshu's body stiffened. Zuo Qinghuan always seemed to unexpectedly burst out with such bold statements, especially in these tender moments. It truly made Qin Wanshu struggle to adapt. Perhaps she was getting old and couldn't handle such stimulation, and the woman in her arms at this moment felt like a hot potato – not easy to push away, yet not easy to hold onto either.
"Qin Wanshu, you are blushing." Zuo Qinghuan reminded with a smile. Strangely, a woman of thirty years old is still so innocent. As expected, abstinent women are an untapped treasure.
Upon hearing this, Qin Wanshu's face became even redder. She found it challenging to handle such bold remarks. Despite Zuo Qinghuan's seemingly otherworldly demeanor, why did she always utter such discordant words?
Qin Wanshu attributed the reason why Zuo Qinghuan would get into heat at any time to the fact that Zuo Qinghuan was given the wrong name. Why did they choose the word Qinghuan when there were many other names?!
Author's Note:
What a good child I am, I only took just a day off.
