Chapter 63
This translation was originally posted on https://love4baihe.blogspot.com
“Love, does it feel good?" Zuo Qinghuan didn't use Qin Wanshu's name directly as before, opting for a more affectionate term. She felt that Qin Wanshu now truly belonged to her. After the closest intimacy with Qin Wanshu, they were now genuine lovers. Zuo Qinghuan's fingertips gently traced Qin Wanshu's enticing lips as she softly inquired.
Recalling the unprecedented sensations from moments ago, Qin Wanshu dared not look at Zuo Qinghuan. Instead, she buried her face in Zuo Qinghuan's neck, unwilling to answer such an embarrassing question.
Zuo Qinghuan's fingertips gently glided over Qin Wanshu's soft skin, inadvertently sliding to Qin Wanshu's still-sensitive rosebud. However, it brought a tingling sensation to Qin Wanshu. She felt like her body, under Zuo Qinghuan's touch, was not her own. Whenever Zuo Qinghuan lightly teased, her body responded intensely, a feeling Qin Wanshu disliked.
Qin Wanshu restrained Zuo Qinghuan's fingers which ignited a flame on her body. Experiencing this sensation for the first time, she feared that too much of it might be overwhelming.
"Tired?" Zuo Qinghuan gently brushed aside Qin Wanshu's scattered long hair and asked. She knew that Qin Wanshu was too restrained, even though she had experienced the wonderful sensation, she would still hold back, but at least she wouldn't resist it in the future, which was significant progress.
“Mm," Qin Wanshu nodded. All the strength seemed to have been drained from her body. She had never felt this exhausted before…
"Then go to sleep." Zuo Qinghuan wasn't in a hurry. She believed that with time, Qin Wanshu would come to enjoy these activities under her guidance. After all, isn't it said that at thirty, a woman is like a wolf, and at forty, like a tiger? Qin Wanshu had just turned thirty. Zuo Qinghuan's hand slid up Qin Wanshu's slender waist, and embraced her. She buried her face in the nape of Qin Wanshu's neck, enjoying the sensation of holding her. Just embracing Qin Wanshu made Zuo Qinghuan feel content, with the softness of Qin Wanshu's body against hers, bringing a sense of happiness even without doing anything.
Qin Wanshu turned her face towards Zuo Qinghuan, observing her up close. Her fingers gently traced over Zuo Qinghuan's eyebrows, her favorite feature. They were finely arched, giving a classical feel—seemingly pure, yet far from innocent.
"Qinghuan, this name doesn't sound good," Qin Wanshu said gently, her fingertip tapping Zuo Qinghuan's brow.
T/N: in case you forgot, 轻(qīng) means "light" or "gentle." 欢 (huān) means "joy" or "happiness, and the name can imply a carefree and indulgent lifestyle
"Why isn't it good? Life is short, so we should enjoy it while we can," Zuo Qinghuan replied, capturing Qin Wanshu's slender and beautiful index finger. She lightly nibbled, licked, and sucked on it, creating an intimate atmosphere that made Qin Wanshu blush. Though Qin Wanshu tried to pull her finger back, Zuo Qinghuan held onto it, making the situation awkward for Qin Wanshu. She is still very reserved and conservative in her heart.
"Didn't you mention there was a gift?" Qin Wanshu quickly changes the topic. She genuinely isn't concerned about whether Zuo Qinghuan has prepared a gift, but the current situation made Zuo Qinghuan's enthusiasm a bit overwhelming.
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"Didn't you like the gift just now?" Zuo Qinghuan asked with a sly smile. Though Qin Wanshu was not inexperienced, Zuo Qinghuan felt that last night truly marked Qin Wanshu's coming-of-age ceremony at the age of thirty. Even though the gift for the coming-of-age ceremony was a bit delayed, it brought a unique flavor.
"You're not serious," Qin Wanshu said as she quickly withdrew her finger while Zuo Qinghuan spoke. She reached out and hugged Zuo Qinghuan's body. Undeniably, after tonight, she felt a subtle change between her and Zuo Qinghuan. Whether it was Zuo Qinghuan towards her or herself towards Zuo Qinghuan, the intangible intimacy seemed to have deepened. No wonder they called it 'having a relationship' – after it happens, the relationship can ascend to another level.
“I really have a gift prepared.” Zuo Qinghuan, previously busy with frivolous matters, just realized that serious matters had not been taken care of yet. Time had already passed midnight, and the gift hadn't been given.
“What is it?” Qin Wanshu showed a bit of curiosity. Although she didn't receive many gifts today, she was most looking forward to Zuo Qinghuan's birthday present.
“Wait a moment.” Zuo Qinghuan immediately climbed out of bed, not caring about being completely naked.
Qin Wanshu looked at Zuo Qinghuan's naked body. Honestly, Zuo Qinghuan, despite being thin, had a well-shaped figure. Her waist was even finer than Qin Wanshu's, especially from behind, it looked even more slender. She exuded a feeling of delicacy and elegance, with long, straight hair cascading down her back, adding another layer of charm. Qin Wanshu always felt that women with long hair were more gracefully beautiful than those with short hair. As she gazed at Zuo Qinghuan, a smile unknowingly appeared on Qin Wanshu's face, and for some reason, her heartfelt unexpectedly tender.
"I suddenly realized your figure is better than the average woman. Have you learned to dance?" Qin Wanshu looked at Zuo Qinghuan's naked body without averting her gaze for the first time, observing earnestly.
Qin Wanshu's direct and focused gaze made Zuo Qinghuan somewhat uncomfortable.
"I haven't formally learned, I just danced pole dancing before," Zuo Qinghuan casually mentioned, brushing off those memories that were not particularly glorious.
"What about you, have you learned it?" Zuo Qinghuan curiously asked. Waltz seems to be a mandatory course for upper-class young ladies and gentlemen. Han Shibin's waltz is quite good; Miss Qin probably learned these things when she was young.
"I know a bit, but not proficiently," Qin Wanshu had a foundation in ballet when she was younger, but she only learned for a short time. She had a slight proficiency in Latin dance for a while when Shi Yunyang was fascinated by it and often pulled her into practice. Still, her amateur level was far from professional.
"It is said that people who have danced have good flexibility..." Zuo Qinghuan said with a teasing smile. Various postures crossed Zuo Qinghuan's mind as she planned to explore them together with Qin Wanshu in the future.
Qin Wanshu lightly tapped Zuo Qinghuan's head filled with crooked thoughts; this woman was surprisingly persistent about this matter.
Zuo Qinghuan, who was gently tapped by Qin Wanshu, only then remembered the almost-forgotten serious matter. Zuo Qinghuan took out a jade bracelet from the box, ready to put it on Qin Wanshu.
Qin Wanshu was somewhat surprised when she saw this jade bracelet. It was an ancient jade, dating back to the Ming Dynasty. Such a valuable item didn't seem like something Zuo Qinghuan would possess.
"Where did you get this?" Qin Wanshu asked in surprise.
"My grandmother gave it to my mom, and my mom tossed it to me on my fifteenth birthday. Could it be an antique?" Zuo Qinghuan jokes. She only knows that it was left by her grandmother whom she has never met to the woman who gave birth to her. That woman gave this as the only birthday gift to her, and Zuo Qinghuan thought that she probably considered the item old and unlikable, so she passed it on. Zuo Qinghuan never believed it was an antique; otherwise, that woman would have sold it long ago. Yesterday, when she couldn't think of what to give Qin Wanshu, she suddenly remembered this item. Looking at it, she found it decent and decided to give it to Qin Wanshu. She remembered Qin Wanshu had a habit of wearing jade bracelets, although she didn't think this was a valuable item. Still, it was one of her precious possessions. After all, it was the first birthday gift she received from that person.
"It's an antique, it's too precious. Since it's a birthday gift from your mother, I can't accept it." Qin Wanshu gently touched the jade bracelet. She liked its color and style very much. However, knowing it was a birthday gift from Zuo Qinghuan's mother made it precious, and this item held considerable value, at least a significant wealth for Zuo Qinghuan. Even though Zuo Qinghuan might not be aware of its worth, she couldn't accept it.
"Antique? How much is it worth?" Zuo Qinghuan was surprised. She hadn't realized that she also possessed an antique. More importantly, the fact that her mother hadn't sold it seemed unbelievable. Considering the difficult times they had been through, especially when her mother was willing to sell even herself, Zuo Qinghuan found it perplexing that she would keep such a valuable item. In reality, Zuo Yan had considered selling it, but the unscrupulous buyers didn't offer a reasonable price. When she realized the value wasn't much higher than the price she could get for herself, and considering it was left by her mother, she decided to keep it. Coincidentally, it happened to be her daughter's birthday, so she tossed it to Zuo Qinghuan.
“Based on the current market price, it's probably between 500,000 to 800,000 yuan,” Qin Wanshu appraised the jade bracelet.
Zuo Qinghuan clicked her tongue, realizing that this seemingly ordinary old bracelet was worth so much—enough to buy a decent single apartment. She felt a bit overwhelmed, but she had no intention of taking it back. It was a rare and presentable birthday gift she could offer.
“You don't like it?” Zuo Qinghuan inquired.
“No, it's too precious.” Accepting a birthday gift from someone's mother wouldn't be appropriate.
“It's fine as long as you like it. This is the only birthday gift that woman ever gave me. It used to be my most cherished possession. My most precious belongings should naturally go to the person I hold most dear. Besides, I never wear jade bracelets; they're just fate trapped and forgotten in the bottom of my box. Unless you don't fancy this old thing.” Zuo Qinghuan insisted, unwilling to take back a birthday gift once given. She remembered the many valuable antiques displayed in Qin Wanshu's study, easily surpassing millions in worth. For Qin Wanshu, this item was just a drop in the ocean, but for Zuo Qinghuan, it was a heartfelt offering.
Qin Wanshu hesitated.
"I don't care about the singer's hardships but that pain is rare for those who understand the music. I don't know how to appreciate this thing, and it needs someone who understands its value to take care of it. Just like my wish, longing to be well-preserved, carefully stored, free from startling me, sparing me from hardship, preventing me from wandering aimlessly, and sparing me from having no branch to lean on." Zuo Qinghuan said gently, expressing a wish she had never shared with anyone before, carefully placing the bracelet on Qin Wanshu.
Upon hearing this, Qin Wanshu was moved. She knew a bit about Zuo Qinghuan's difficult past, and it saddened her. Despite Zuo Qinghuan's seemingly optimistic demeanor, she could sense an insecure woman.
"From now on, I will be here." Qin Wanshu said softly. That gentle voice always had a calming effect on people's hearts. It was always a simple sentence that moved Zuo Qinghuan to the point where her eyes became red and she almost burst into tears.
"It would have been better if I had met you earlier." Zuo Qinghuan hugged Qin Wanshu's body tightly as if she wanted to merge herself into Qin Wanshu's body.
"Fool, it's not too late." Qin Wanshu spoke and gently kissed Zuo Qinghuan's forehead.