Chapter 92
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950 This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
"Then I'll trouble you to tidy up. I'll be waiting for you in the living room," Qin Wanshu withdrew from the kitchen and escaped to the living room. Only then did she feel her heartbeat quicken slightly. Could it be that Zuo Qinghuan had a certain talent for flirting?
Zuo Qinghuan couldn't help but lift the corners of her mouth, smiling mischievously. Qin Wanshu was still shy in this aspect and needed to be developed. For now, she has to tidy up the kitchen first. After filling their stomachs, they would have the energy to warm up and indulge in lust.
Zuo Qinghuan quickly tidied up the messy kitchen caused by Qin Wanshu. She chose to cook two bowls of the quickest noodles. Every minute, she couldn't wait to spend more time with Qin Wanshu, preferably doing some enjoyable activities together. Then life would be complete.
Qin Wanshu didn't wait long in the living room before seeing Zuo Qinghuan coming out with two bowls of fragrant beef noodles.
"I was worried you'd wait too long, shall we have noodles tonight?" Zuo Qinghuan asked.
“Okay." The delicious beef slices, golden fried eggs, and verdant vegetables looked appetizing, making Qin Wanshu's appetite soar. Even the richer and more delicious food in the Qin family couldn't stimulate Qin Wanshu's appetite like this. Perhaps it was because of the different company she shared while eating.
Zuo Qinghuan still waited for Qin Wanshu to start eating before she picked up her chopsticks.
"Are you used to the taste?" Zuo Qinghuan asked.
"It's delicious," Qin Wanshu nodded. She really liked this feeling; it was simple and ordinary happiness.
Zuo Qinghuan then started to enjoy her noodles with relish. It seemed that in Japan, making sounds while eating noodles indicated their deliciousness. Qin Wanshu couldn't help but smile when she heard Zuo Qinghuan's noodle-eating sounds. Despite being taught since childhood not to make noise while eating, Qin Wanshu also wanted to try it, wondering if it would make the food taste even better. However, no matter how she tried, she couldn't make a sound. It seemed that breaking away from the things imprinted on her was not that easy.
"Qinghuan, being with you, I feel like I've changed," Qin Wanshu said. In the past, she had very faint desires, perhaps because she had filled herself with all desires from the beginning, so her need for desires became even less. Just like the desire for food; having grown up eating delicacies, she lacked the pursuit of food. No matter what she ate, she couldn't feel the satisfaction from her heart. After getting to know Zuo Qinghuan, it seemed like this desire suddenly surfaced, even though Zuo Qinghuan's cooking skills could never compare to the Qin family chef's, the feeling was so different.
"What changed?" Zuo Qinghuan paused with her chopsticks in hand and asked Qin Wanshu. She hadn't noticed any change in her.
“My desires increased," Qin Wanshu referred to various extended desires, such as the desire for food, without expecting that this statement could be easily misunderstood by someone inherently impure.
Zuo Qinghuan looked up at Qin Wanshu's words in surprise, and her smile became ambiguous. Indeed, it was misinterpreted. Could it be that Li Xin was right? That women at thirty were like wolves? But having more desires was better, only then could they withstand her insatiable needs.
"That's the best thing, so I won't be left with unfinished things every time," Zuo Qinghuan said, noticing Qin Wanshu's gaze becoming noticeably heated. Zuo Qinghuan wanted to quickly end dinner, thinking about the vibrant night ahead. She felt an indescribable urge, with even a slight warmth surging in her legs. Her desire for Qin Wanshu was unbelievable, especially after being apart for a while. She couldn't wait to have Qin Wanshu under her, grinding against her.
Seeing Zuo Qinghuan's ambiguous gaze, Qin Wanshu suddenly realized how suggestive and provocatively teasing her words just now were—not something a lady should say. She felt shy and awkward and was unable to look at Zuo Qinghuan.
"I meant the desire for food..." Qin Wanshu tried to explain, but the more she explained, the more she felt like she was digging herself into a hole, feeling like she was only making matters worse.
"Qin Wanshu, I actually prefer that you have more desire for me..." Zuo Qinghuan leaned towards Qin Wanshu, her lips were almost touching Qin Wanshu's ears, and her hands under the dining table slid too far towards Qin Wanshu's thighs. And move slowly inward.
Qin Wanshu immediately felt Zuo Qinghuan's unruly hand and instinctively squeezed her legs together, preventing Zuo Qinghuan from acting recklessly. However, this only trapped Zuo Qinghuan's hand between her thighs, making the situation even more ambiguous. Qin Wanshu was torn between opening her legs or continuing to squeeze them together, especially since they were still at the dining table. Her ears and cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"Don't do this here..." Qin Wanshu refused, although she could feel her body responding to Zuo Qinghuan's teasing. But outside of the bedroom, Qin Wanshu couldn't let go.
"Okay, let's do it on the bed later," Zuo Qinghuan thought about the long night ahead, full of possibilities. She wasn't in a rush to devour Qin Wanshu immediately. She leaned back, reluctantly retracting her fingers from between Qin Wanshu's thighs.
Zuo Qinghuan got up to tidy up the dishes, while Qin Wanshu remained stiffly seated at the dining table. The flames of desire ignited by Zuo Qinghuan were difficult to suppress, and Qin Wanshu's body was increasingly susceptible to Zuo Qinghuan's influence. Was this good or bad? Qin Wanshu felt it necessary to go back to her room and read Tao Te Ching*, to suppress both the flames in her body and her racing thoughts. Ever since her body yielded to Zuo Qinghuan, it was like a curse had been lifted, and things spiraled out of control.
*A Scripture of Ethics/a Chinese classic text and foundational work of Taoism traditionally credited to the sage Laozi.
Zuo Qinghuan washed her hands, came out of the kitchen, entered the bedroom, and found Qin Wanshu sitting at the bedside, reading a book. Zuo Qinghuan didn't believe that Qin Wanshu could still read at this moment. When can we arouse Qin Wanshu's enthusiasm in this regard and turn passivity into initiative? It seems that this big task has a long way to go. But Qin Wanshu, who is so reserved, has a different flavor. Thinking of Qin Wanshu's way of wanting but not wanting, and willing to refuse but still welcome, it is really charming and seductive.
"Does the Tao Te Ching teach you how to gather Yin to replenish Yin*?" Zuo Qinghuan, softly asked as she sat beside Qin Wanshu, embracing her from behind. Her palms even enveloped Qin Wanshu's softness, pressing her own soft body tightly against Qin Wanshu's back.
*originally 采阴补阳 (Cǎi yīn bǔ yáng) - Gathering Yin (female energy) to replenish Yang (masculine energy). In Taoism, it originally refers to the practice of males engaging in sexual intercourse with their female partner without ejaculation, with the belief that refraining from ejaculation can enhance vitality. It was believed to involve males gaining health benefits and longevity by absorbing the secretions from females during sexual climax.
"Nonsense!" Qin Wanshu felt herself hardening under Zuo Qinghuan's touch.
“No? How about I teach you? Gathering Yin to supplement Yin, both parties benefit, right?" Zuo Qinghuan's lips pressed against Qin Wanshu's neck, gently sucking. Tomorrow, she might leave her mark of affection on Qin Wanshu's neck.
"Do you know how?" Qin Wanshu retorted. As a woman, there was no reason why she should always be defenseless against Zuo Qinghuan's teasing.
"We'll find out later. Should we take a shower first?" Zuo Qinghuan quite enjoyed being in the bathroom, watching their intimate reflection in the full-length mirror always gave her a double stimulation.
Qin Wanshu nodded. She liked to cleanse herself thoroughly before engaging in such activities, receiving the cleansing of love before the baptism of love.
Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950 This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
Qin Wanshu stood up, but Zuo Qinghuan was reluctant to part even for a moment. She captured Qin Wanshu's lips, kissing her eagerly and passionately. The distance from the bed to the bathroom was short, but it took them a long time to get there. Once in the bathroom, Zuo Qinghuan helped Qin Wanshu undress. Qin Wanshu's clothes were peeled off one by one, revealing her exquisite and perfect figure in full view, igniting Zuo Qinghuan's gaze even more. Qin Wanshu, somewhat inexperienced, undressed Zuo Qinghuan. Zuo Qinghuan's waist was slender, and her proportions were extremely harmonious, exuding a delicate charm that made one feel the urge to cherish her. Her short hair, exposing her fair neck and collarbone, appeared even sexier, but it was slightly prickly and ticklish to the touch.
The only downside was that her hair was too short, which Zuo Qinghuan looked at with some dissatisfaction in the mirror. However, her delicate and refined appearance prevented it from being too abrupt. But the thought of herself, with her bald head buried between Qin Wanshu's legs later, made Zuo Qinghuan feel wickedly excited. Well, she indeed had the potential for twisted perversion.
"Do you think I look ugly without hair?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu, needing reassurance that her overall image in her goddess’ eyes remained unblemished.
"No, you're the most beautiful in my heart," Qin Wanshu comforted. Zuo Qinghuan looked charming both with long and short hair, but with short hair, she seemed too young, which Qin Wanshu didn't like. She didn't want to appear much older than Zuo Qinghuan, so she preferred Zuo Qinghuan to keep her hair longer in the future.
