Chapter 12: Refuse
Carefully placing the delicate body in her arms on the bed, Xiao Moyan lay beside Xia Lingying. She turned on her side, propped up one arm, and, unusually gentle, looked at Xia Lingying.
"Do you still feel uncomfortable?"
Xia Lingying gazed absentmindedly at Xiao Moyan's captivating amber eyes for a moment before gently shaking her head.
"Much better."
Xiao Moyan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Xia Lingying's words. She lay diagonally on the bed, extending her right arm, dominantly pulling her into an embrace. Just like in the past, Xia Lingying allowed herself to be held without resistance. However, this time, Xia Lingying's body wasn't stiff; instead, she clung tightly to the corner of Xiao Moyan's sleepwear, curled up like a shrimp in her arms. Xiao Moyan lowered her head, looking at Xia Lingying's weary face, her eyes filled with a trace of affection.
Xiao Moyan realized she had changed, completely different from her previous self.
Before meeting Xia Lingying, women were merely tools for her to satisfy her desires, devoid of any emotional connection. She never placed any woman in her heart and certainly didn't become anxious over a minor discomfort in someone else's body. Money and power could be bestowed, but Xiao Moyan's emotions were not something anyone could take away even a bit.
However, with Xia Lingying, Xiao Moyan surprisingly displayed patience. Not only did she tolerate Xia Lingying's repeated defiance, but she also cared more about every move she made. The intentional or unintentional teasing during regular days was just an attempt to have Xia Lingying's attention linger on her for a moment longer. Even in anger, it always felt like a rigid ice block, something Xiao Moyan thought of as nothing more than a passing freshness. But why today, when she saw Xia Lingying crying, did her heart ache in a way it never had before? Could it be just acting?
Feeling her gaze, Xia Lingying shyly turned her head away. Under the orange light, a faint blush adorned her snowy white skin, and the glint in her eyes ignited the flame that Xiao Moyan had longed for in her heart. It had been a long time since she touched a woman's body, and the physical loneliness was replaced by the happiness within her. She hadn't thought much about it until now, with a beautiful woman in front of her, her soft body emanating a subtle fragrance. How could Xiao Moyan not be moved? Gradually, her gaze became less innocent, revealing a strong desire.
Under her scrutiny, Xia Lingying's breathing gradually became erratic. Her throat felt a bit dry, and unconsciously, she extended her tender tongue, licking her parched lips.
"Are you—trying to seduce me?"
The seductive voice suddenly entered her ears, and at the same time, Xiao Moyan's mouth enveloped her tender earlobe. Xia Lingying's body stiffened, her hand gripped the blanket at her side tightly and trembled gently.
Sensing Xia Lingying's tension, Xiao Moyan's eyes flashed with surprise. She slowed down, lifting her right hand to gently stroke Xia Lingying's hair.
"You—have you never been in love before?"
Xia Lingying took a deep breath and nodded nervously.
Xiao Moyan chuckled, her hand gliding down from the collarbone, slipping into Xia Lingying's underwear, seizing the soft mound.
"Why?"
"Um..."
Xia Lingying moaned softly. One side of her fullness, separated by lace underwear, was covered by Xiao Moyan's hot right hand. Xia Lingying's misty eyes gazed at her, lips slightly parted, struggling to answer.
"Um…hate men...dirty..."
Xiao Moyan smirked, realizing she was dealing with a clean freak ice cube, and her eyes gained a touch of pity. She lifted her head and planted delicate kisses on Xia Lingying's ear, and cheek, and finally, the mischievous red lips lingered on Xia Lingying's sensual neck. Gently licking, the faint blush on the fair skin became more pronounced. The hand that had remained still on the chest now eagerly joined the fray, teasing the already hardened peak.
"Xiao..."
The strength in Xia Lingying's entire body gradually faded away with Xiao Moyan's gentle nibbles on her neck and the teasing of her fingertips. The lingering trace of sanity only allowed Xia Lingying to curl her weak fingers, embedding finger marks on Xiao Moyan's arm.
"No...”
Her heartbeat and breaths were out of rhythm; Xia Lingying forcefully gasped for air, her body temperature soaring to near boiling. Xiao Moyan paid no attention, still half-leaning over Xia Lingying, kissing the delicate lobes of her ear, hot breath blowing into her ear.
"Why not, hmm? Your body isn't saying the same thing—"
"Stop... I don't want—"
Bitter tears flowed into her mouth as Xiao Moyan halted her actions, staring at her in bewilderment. In the lamplight, Xia Lingying was silently crying, biting her lower lip tightly. Transparent tears slid down her cheeks, leaving traces. Her body uncontrollably shivered and grew cold, slender fingers clutching the bedding, curled into a ball.
Xiao Moyan propped herself up, gazing for a while. A coldness settled in her heart. She turned over, slid off Xia Lingying, and lay on the bed, breathing heavily. The intense disappointment shattered the throbbing in her heart. Her once fervent body, like the extinguished passion, rapidly cooled. Xiao Moyan bit her lip, extinguished the light with a wave, pulled up the blanket, and covered herself. Without saying a word, she turned away from Xia Lingying.
In the dark night, Xia Lingying's sobbing became more pronounced, each sound whipping into Xiao Moyan's heart. Unable to withstand the pain, She sighed, turned around, and embraced Xia Lingying, whose body was still trembling.
"Hey, don't cry—"
The body in her arms stiffened even more due to her touch, while the low sobbing continued unabated. Xiao Moyan furrowed her brow and loosened her grip, rarely lowering herself to comfort someone, and Xia Lingying still didn't seem to appreciate it. All patience was worn thin; she stood up to leave. However, her waist suddenly tightened as Xia Lingying held onto her tightly.
"Don't go, I'm sorry..."
Xiao Moyan coldly attempted to pry open Xia Lingying's hands, but the panic in Xia Lingying compelled her to hold on even tighter. Without the usual caution, Xia Lingying exerted all her strength, forcefully pulling Xiao Moyan towards herself.
"What do you want?"
Xiao Moyan looked at Xia Lingying with slight anger. Xia Lingying was the first woman who made her exert so much effort, and Xiao Moyan couldn't fathom what she was thinking. She couldn't grasp her heart, and Xia Lingying's unpredictable attitude made Xiao Moyan find it hard to accept.
Xia Lingying buried her head in Xiao Moyan's chest, explaining in a low voice, "I-I'm just afraid... afraid that you'll treat me like everyone else..."
Xiao Moyan's body stiffened, and she reached out to pinch Xia Lingying's chin, forcing her to look into her eyes. "How do I treat others?"
Xia Lingying bit her lip and shook her head, looking into Xiao Moyan's eyes with a touch of sadness. "Xiao, I just want to ask you one thing. Are you doing all this to retaliate against Xiao Nian?"
Xiao Moyan's narrow and beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at her without blinking. After a moment, she ruthlessly grasped Xia Lingying's jaw and sneered,
"Xia Lingying, who do you think you are? Fine, let me tell you. You're right. I want you just to retaliate against Xiao Nian! I, Xiao Moyan, won't love anyone!"
After speaking, Xiao Moyan forcefully pushed away the arms that were across her waist, stood up, and walked out arrogantly in her nightgown.
The heavy sound of the closing door shattered Xia Lingying's heart. She leaned against the bedside, biting her lower lip, holding her arms tightly around herself.
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While serving the porridge, Mrs. Xu looked at the two silent people furtively. She was full of doubts but didn't dare to ask because of Xiao Moyan's gloomy face. After finishing the meal in frustration, Xiao Moyan put down her chopsticks and abruptly left without even glancing at Xia Lingying.
Mrs. Xu watched her retreating figure, and opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't dare to speak. She turned her head and saw Xia Lingying, who exuded an icy aura and had an expressionless face. Mrs. Xu shrank her neck and sat down, feeling puzzled. What happened between these two? Weren't they clinging to each other affectionately just yesterday? Why do they act like they have some deep-seated grudge today?
After helping Mrs. Xu tidy up the tableware, Xia Lingying walked out with her bag. Mrs. Xu sighed as she watched her departing figure, wondering why. Clearly, two people in love, yet they insist on tormenting each other. Why not just be together simply and happily?
Xia Lingying arrived at the company in low spirits. As she got out of the taxi, she coincidentally encountered Jiang Feng, humming a tune in a cheerful mood. He approached with a smile, glanced behind Xia Lingying, and cautiously asked, "Xiaxia, why didn't Vice President Xiao come with you today?"
Xia Lingying remained silent, turned her head, and managed to squeeze out a faint smile. "Director Lin said he would introduce the second female lead today, right?"
"Yes!"
Jiang Feng slapped his head and smiled sheepishly.
"Look at me, I almost forgot. Well, I know her. Her name is Lan Chen, she's been developing overseas. She has the skills, but her temperament is a bit weird. When you meet her, you..."
Xia Lingying listened to Jiang Feng's words, but her heart drifted elsewhere.
Unconsciously, she raised her head and looked around, but couldn't find the person in her heart. Xia Lingying sighed in disappointment, no longer thought about it, and followed Jiang Feng to the set.
Not far away, Xiao Moyan was sitting in the car, holding the steering wheel tightly with her hands, biting her lower lip, and glaring ahead.
After a while, Xiao Moyan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger within. She pulled out her phone.
"Hello, Ruolin, it's me."
"Oh, Ms. Xiao, you still remember me?"
With a teasing and complaining tone, Xiao Moyan's furrowed brows involuntarily relaxed. Fang Ruolin had accompanied Xiao Moyan through the most difficult times and was her only trustworthy friend. They used to meet regularly for various reasons, but due to Xia Lingying's arrival, they hadn't seen each other for quite some time.
Xiao Moyan took the phone and continued to talk,
"Ruolin, go help me investigate a person."
"Who is it?"
Fang Ruolin asked with great interest. It was rare for Xiao Moyan, who could do anything, to seek her help, so she was curious to know who had earned such a favor.
Xiao Moyan paused, and after a moment, uttered a few words,
"Xia Lingying."
Author's Note:
Yezi is here, I’m sorry everyone, there have been no updates for two days.
I have a fever and am receiving infusions. The doctor said that I have not had enough rest and my immunity is low/(ćoć)/~~...
Yezi has to study in the morning, so I can only write at night. I didn't expect this to happen.
The update was too intense a while ago. I wrote three chapters together, nearly 10,000 characters a day. I won't rush like that in the future, but I'll do my best to keep writing. I hope you all can understand.