Chapter 128

Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950 This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com

After finishing breakfast, Qin Wanshu and Zuo Qinghuan left the hotel and returned to Zuo Qinghuan's home together.

Once inside, Qin Wanshu casually but attentively looked around the house. It hadn't changed much from three years ago, and there were no signs of anyone else having stayed there. Aoba was a thoughtful and considerate girl who hadn't left any traces of herself behind. Qin Wanshu's fondness for the girl increased.

“Aoba is a good girl,” Qin Wanshu sighed from the bottom of her heart.

“Mmm,” Zuo Qinghuan simply nodded. Although she had many praises for Aoba in her heart, she wouldn't foolishly praise another woman in front of her beloved.

“We should get a bigger place in the future, so guests have somewhere to stay,” Zuo Qinghuan said conscientiously.

“That's a good idea.” Although reluctant to leave, Qin Wanshu felt that the current place was a bit too small for the two of them. They both needed their own space.

“Shall we go to the market to buy groceries and cook lunch for you?” Zuo Qinghuan wrapped her arms around Qin Wanshu from behind, gently asking. Holding Qin Wanshu like this made her feel incredibly happy.

"Mm," Qin Wanshu nodded. She actually missed Zuo Qinghuan a lot and missed everything Zuo Qinghuan had done.

"It's just the two of us, did we buy too much?" Qin Wanshu looked at the full bags in her hand and Zuo Qinghuan's hand, reminding someone who still wanted to buy more groceries.

"But it's been so long since I've cooked, I want to make everything," Zuo Qinghuan said. Three years without cooking, the first meal after three years was cooked for Qin Wanshu, so she naturally put extra effort into it.

"You didn't cook for Aoba?" Qin Wanshu asked casually, but she actually didn't want Aoba to share the privilege Zuo Qinghuan gave her.

"No, Aoba's cooking skills are not inferior to Li Xin's. Sometimes she cooks for me, but I only want to be Qin Wanshu's cook," Zuo Qinghuan's words might sound sweet, but they were true. In Japan, she didn't have much time to cook, and Aoba was a young lady with excellent cooking skills. Zuo Qinghuan didn't really need to cook, and her interest in cooking was average. If it wasn't for her beloved, Zuo Qinghuan wouldn't have been so enthusiastic.

"Aoba is really a talented girl," Qin Wanshu thought about how both she and Aoba were Young Misses, but Aoba could cook while she couldn't. She regretted not learning some cooking skills back then. Otherwise, she wouldn't have felt inferior to a young girl now. Qin Wanshu wasn't narcissistic, but she had probably never felt so inferior by the age of thirty-three.

"Qin Wanshu, you've praised Aoba twice today, and you haven't praised me at all." Zuo Qinghuan said discontentedly. Zuo Qinghuan admitted that Aoba was an outstanding woman, second only to Qin Wanshu, far more outstanding than herself. Even though she was her sister, she still felt a bit jealous.

"I praised your sister, shouldn't you be happy?" Qin Wanshu didn't think Zuo Qinghuan was jealous at all; she was clearly just shifting the focus.

"I can't compare to Aoba. Aoba is so good, and I always feel like you deserve the best, so there's a sense of loss." Zuo Qinghuan said half seriously, half playfully. Although Aoba liked her, and Qin Wanshu liked her too, who knew if Aoba would develop feelings for someone else after getting to know Qin Wanshu? In Zuo Qinghuan's eyes, Qin Wanshu's charm was irresistible to anyone, and Aoba seemed like a good catch. If Qin Wanshu accidentally caught Aoba's eye, then she would be the one crying. Although the probability was low, it never hurt to be cautious.

"Aoba and I are somewhat similar, like water. Water can blend with water without any reaction, but you can be attracted to me, and who's to say you won't be attracted to her?" Qin Wanshu said lightly.

She did indeed have a good impression of Aoba. If it weren't for Qin Wanshu, perhaps she would be attracted to Aoba, or perhaps not. After all, that was just a hypothetical situation. But with Qin Wanshu in the picture, all assumptions were invalid. She was solely devoted to Qin Wanshu, she was clear about her feelings for Qin Wanshu, which were completely different from her feelings for Aoba.

"Then what am I?" Zuo Qinghuan suddenly looked at Qin Wanshu and asked very seriously.

"The fire that boils water." It can make her boil, and it can also make Aoba boil.

"No, I think I'm like a bottle, a bottle filled with your water. It's just enough to fill you, and there's no room for other water. Anything extra will just overflow." Zuo Qinghuan felt that her metaphor was more appropriate.

"But isn't Aoba, as your sister, also in your heart? You use this bottle to contain me and another bottle to contain her." Qin Wanshu also felt that her jealousy was meaningless, but she still cared about Aoba's place in Zuo Qinghuan's heart. Although love and family affection are not in conflict, she just wanted to tease Zuo Qinghuan a bit, and seeing Zuo Qinghuan at a loss for words made her feel surprisingly good.

Mm, Zuo Qinghuan was indeed at a loss for words for a moment, quickly racking her brain for counterarguments.

"But those are two different bottles, one for love and one for family affection. They don't conflict. It's like I don't have desire for her, but I'm full of desire for you. When I see you, I just want to... " Zuo Qinghuan finished with an ambiguous look towards Qin Wanshu. Seeing Qin Wanshu's slightly embarrassed face, she felt surprisingly good. Zuo Qinghuan thought she had said it perfectly, not only suppressing someone's jealousy but also expressing her deepest insights, indirectly expressing her desire for intimacy.

"Alright, it's about time to go back." Qin Wanshu coughed lightly, ready to change the subject. She didn't want Zuo Qinghuan to continue discussing this twisted topic in the middle of the street.

Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=1363950 This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com

Unfortunately, Zuo Qinghuan didn't comply with Qin Wanshu's wishes. She leaned closer to Qin Wanshu, her lips near Qin Wanshu's ear, and said ambiguously in a voice audible to Qin Wanshu.

"Qin Wanshu, do you remember the first time I saw you? When I mistook you for Li Xin and hugged you, when I found out you were Qin Wanshu, my hand was on your thigh, and I didn't want to let go for a long time. I thought to myself, how could there be such an exquisite woman? She's like a goddess. I even thought..." Zuo Qinghuan paused deliberately midway.

Qin Wanshu's face flushed suddenly. She remembered the scene of their first meeting when Zuo Qinghuan placed her burning palm on her thigh and held it there for a long time. At that time, Qin Wanshu was still very displeased with Zuo Qinghuan's intrusive behavior...

"You have no idea how many passionate dreams I had about you in Japan at night, only to wake up and find myself soaked…" Zuo Qinghuan's lips drew closer to Qin Wanshu, exhaling hot breath near her earlobe. If they weren't in the middle of the street, she might have even taken Qin Wanshu's earlobe into her mouth. Passersby, though seeing the intimacy, would likely assume they were just whispering to each other.

Qin Wanshu felt her ears becoming extremely sensitive, tingling with a slight electric current. She hadn't expected Zuo Qinghuan to talk about such embarrassing topics in public and even attempt to tease her. This woman was truly too audacious.

"Zuo Qinghuan!" Qin Wanshu warned Zuo Qinghuan in a low voice.

"Hm? We've bought almost everything. Let's go back, and I'll cook for you." Zuo Qinghuan's cleverness lay in always knowing how far to tease Qin Wanshu and when to stop.

Author's Note:

There are too few comments and I feel so unmotivated…