Chapter 26: I'll Help Ms. Qin Warm Up (1)
The sound of rain ticked down.
Qin Mo stood inside the lavish mall, staring blankly at the umbrella in her hand.
The sky-blue umbrella had red characters printed on the other half: "Cangshui Wushan."
That was the name of the jewelry store holding its anniversary event. Qin Mo looked up at the store in front of her.
Through the clear glass, she could see the dazzling lights inside. Under the lighting, the long glass display cases shone with all kinds of jewelry, each piece radiating a dazzling brilliance.
Qin Mo was standing at the back entrance of the store. Compared to the front, this side was much cleaner and neater, with only one standee for the anniversary celebration placed there.
Her gaze swept past the crowd and all the glittering jewelry. Qin Mo searched hard for that “Big Kitty.”
Then came a sudden downpour. The mascot at the front entrance had started handing out umbrellas printed with the store’s name. Qin Mo had purposely walked past the entrance just now, but she still did not see the “Big Kitty.”
And now, the “Big Kitty” was not inside the store either.
Qin Mo felt a little disappointed, and at the same time, a strange feeling crept over her—that “Big Kitty” gave her a sense of... protection?
She sighed softly. Her wet clothes clung to her body, sticky and uncomfortable, so she thought it best to find a place to buy a change of clothes.
But she was soaked through, inside and out. Buying clothes now would be troublesome, and with her clothes wet like this, stores might not even let her try on clean new ones.
As she hesitated over what to do, someone suddenly called from behind: “Ms. Qin?”
Qin Mo froze, then turned around.
Shen Jin was standing a few steps behind her, carrying a paper shopping bag.
A soft smile rested on her lips, and her gaze was gentle, as if she were looking at her beloved lover.
The face marked with a long slanted scar held no coldness thanks to that gentle smile and gaze. Instead, it looked incomparably beautiful.
Qin Mo found herself staring in a daze, her ears gradually turning hot.
“How come you...”
Qin Mo found herself staring, a little dazed, her ears slowly growing hot.
“You…”
She’d meant to make small talk, like “You’re here too?” But she quickly noticed Shen Jin’s clothes were just as wet as hers.
So she changed what she was going to say at the last second. “Let’s go buy some dry clothes together. You’re all…eh?”
Shen Jin suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward the nearest corner.
“You’re all soaked,” she said while walking and glancing back, lifting the shopping bag in her hand with a bright smile. “I just happened to buy clothes.”
“…”
Qin Mo didn’t even get to respond before Shen Jin dragged her into a nearby passageway.
The clacking of their heels echoed faintly across the floor. Qin Mo looked around, confused. This place felt… kind of tucked away?
“This mall’s got more than three washrooms on each floor. For some reason, when they built it, they stuck this one all the way in a corner.”
Shen Jin pulled Qin Mo into the women’s washroom, grabbing a yellow “Cleaning in Progress – Temporarily Closed” sign and blocking off the entrance as they went in.
Her smooth, practiced moves left Qin Mo completely stunned, while Shen Jin acted like she did this all the time, pushing Qin Mo toward the innermost stall.
The mall washroom was built with a high-end feel and kept immaculately clean. Scented air freshener filled the space, and the white partitions and brown flooring were spotless.
Shen Jin shoved Qin Mo into the corner stall and followed her in, casually locking the door behind them.
“Take off your clothes, Ms. Qin,” Shen Jin said as she hung the shopping bag on a hook. “Let’s get you changed.”
“No,” Qin Mo was a little confused. “Shen Jin, why did you… buy my clothes?”
Shen Jin closed the toilet lid, took off her jacket, and tossed it on top. Then she started unbuttoning the shirt she wore underneath.
Seeing her about to undress, Qin Mo was startled again. As the buttons came undone down to her rising chest, Qin Mo quickly turned her head away in a bit of shy panic.
Qin Mo’s family had always been on the conservative side. She really wasn’t used to someone like Shen Jin, who could strip without a second thought.
Just as she was thinking how bold Shen Jin was, something soft brushed her cheek, followed by a faint, pleasant scent.
Shen Jin had taken off her inner shirt and was using it to dry the rain off Qin Mo’s body.
The shirt was thin, soft, and carried a subtle feminine fragrance. Qin Mo froze, staring at Shen Jin in a daze.
Shen Jin showed no hesitation. She balled up the shirt and gently used the smooth fabric to wipe the last drops of water off Qin Mo’s face.
Qin Mo’s face suddenly flushed red. She quickly grabbed Shen Jin’s hand, pushing it away awkwardly.
“Don’t do that… it’s fine.”
She was using her own shirt to dry her off—was she planning to walk out half-naked later?
Feeling uncomfortable over Shen Jin’s “sacrifice,” Qin Mo tried to get her to put her clothes back on.
But Shen Jin just smiled and kept drying her insistently.
“My jacket’s waterproof. It’s wet on the outside but dry inside. I’ll just wear a tank top later, it’s fine.”
Then Shen Jin glanced over Qin Mo with a teasing look. “Unlike you, Ms. Qin—soaked through.”
Those words—“soaked through”—coming lightly from the mouth of the professional mistress she had slept with just the night before, carried a teasing double meaning no matter how she tried to hear it.
Some indescribable images flashed through her mind, and Qin Mo suddenly felt overwhelmed with shame, scolding herself—why was her head filled with nothing but indecent thoughts?
“Ms. Qin～”
Just then, Shen Jin suddenly took half a step forward, her warm body pressing tightly against Qin Mo.
The wet clothes made her skin feel cold, so she became especially sensitive to warmth. Qin Mo instantly felt the heat from the other person pass over.
A kind of completely feminine, soft heat.
The originally not-so-cramped stall suddenly filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. The intoxicating scent of a woman wrapped around Qin Mo.
Shen Jin’s slightly hot breath sprayed against her ear.
"I'll help Ms. Qin change clothes, okay?"
Her voice carried a teasing hint of seduction. Qin Mo couldn't help blushing, but her body didn't really want to push Shen Jin away.
The soft, fragrant warmth from the other woman was just too tempting.
More colored thoughts popped up in her head. Qin Mo bit the tip of her tongue in frustration, about to push Shen Jin away again, when she was suddenly held by the back of the head and kissed.
"Mm..."
Soft lips pressed against her own without warning. Qin Mo froze for a few seconds before Shen Jin gently took her lower lip into her mouth.
But the other party wasn't in any rush to press forward—she just gently held Qin Mo's lower lip, slowly savoring it.
Shen Jin was wearing a tight-fitting tank top. Qin Mo, wrapped in her arms, felt the damp chill of her clothes.
But she didn't mind. She quietly tossed the shirt in her hand onto the toilet lid, then used one arm to gently stroke Qin Mo's back while the other hand cradled the back of her head.
Her tongue poked out just a little to help moisten their lips. Sometimes, Shen Jin softly sucked on Qin Mo's lips; sometimes, she pressed her own lips tightly against hers.
The slight dampness rubbed off onto Qin Mo, and Shen Jin kissed her patiently, little by little moistening her lips, then gently kissing them dry.
The perfectly timed wet kisses weren’t unpleasant at all. Besides, Shen Jin’s body was warm. That warmth passed through the soaked clothes, bringing a strange kind of comfort.
So warm... That instinct to seek heat made Qin Mo want to press closer to Shen Jin’s skin, to soak up even more of her dry warmth.
Her lips were softly kissed again and again, and Shen Jin’s hair—also a bit wet—brushed against her cheek as they kissed, leaving a faint, threadlike dampness.
The feeling was surprisingly arousing.
They “wet kissed” each other, then Shen Jin gradually pried open Qin Mo's teeth and stuck her little tongue inside, stirring it.
The right hand that was holding the back of Qin Mo’s head slowly let go and slid down to undo the bottom two buttons of her shirt, then slipped in through the hem.
The palm was warm. When it brushed over the slightly cool skin, it brought a different kind of comfort, and Qin Mo could not help but grow attached to it.
It really was so warm.
She slowly undid the buttons, her soft palm sliding upward, eagerly giving a squeeze to the full mound of her breast.
The pressure of being held through the bra suddenly snapped Qin Mo out of it, and she finally realized what she was doing.
This was still the washroom! Qin Mo, ashamed, hurriedly pushed Shen Jin away, trying to make her let go.
“Don’t… mm, let go~”
Shen Jin was reluctant to let go and still clung to Qin Mo, her tongue persistently trying to tangle with hers.
With no other choice, Qin Mo bit down on Shen Jin’s tongue.
A slight sting made Shen Jin frown, and she finally pulled back.
Qin Mo took the chance to break free from her embrace, face flushed red, arms crossed over her chest as she backed away.
But where could she retreat to in a stall like this?
Qin Mo's knees suddenly bumped against the toilet behind her, throwing her balance off at once.
She was wearing high heels, so her body instinctively toppled backward.
“Qin Mo!”
Shen Jin quickly reached out to catch her, and Qin Mo reflexively wrapped her arms around Shen Jin’s neck.
In the end, she was saved from falling.
Qin Mo ended up right back in Shen Jin’s arms—pressed even closer than before.