Chapter 70: Recovery
The familiar scent, long absent, filled Xiao Moyan’s senses as the soft body leaned against her. That long-awaited call of “Xiao” made her heart ache, and the tears she had held back for so long flowed uncontrollably. She turned, reached out, and hugged Xia Lingying tightly, fiercely pulling her into her arms.
The preciousness of regaining what was lost…
Suddenly embraced, Xia Lingying didn’t show her usual tenderness or satisfaction. Instead, her body stiffened slightly as she leaned against Xiao Moyan’s chest. In a muffled voice, she asked,
“Why are you crying?”
Burying her head in Xia Lingying’s neck, Xiao Moyan greedily inhaled her scent, her voice trembling as she whimpered, “I thought… I thought you didn’t want me anymore…”
Without any pretense, she poured out her true feelings, full of grievance. The fear of losing Xia Lingying still lingered in her heart, trapping her in its depths. Hearing this, Xia Lingying smiled faintly, the corners of her mouth lifting as her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed. She let Xiao Moyan hold her, remaining silent.
Xiao Moyan, all I ever wanted was your honest words.
Feeling Xiao Moyan’s strength gradually fading, her weight eventually leaning entirely on Xia Lingying, Xia Lingying finally stepped back slightly. She looked at Xiao Moyan’s furrowed brows, her displeasure evident, and chuckled softly. Reaching out, Xia Lingying pinched Xiao Moyan’s delicate chin, forcing her to lift her head and meet her gaze. Through the blur of tears, Xia Lingying gently asked, “Xiao Moyan, why? Why must you torment me like this…?”
Xiao Moyan had no choice but to lift her head and look at the woman she had loved and hurt countless times. Dressed in a light purple belted coat, a white long dress, and high boots, with a delicate platinum necklace around her neck, the woman’s complexion appeared pale, and her eyes carried a hint of gloom. The light makeup couldn’t hide her fatigue. Xiao Moyan felt a pang of pain in her heart and lowered her head in regret.
“It’s me… It’s all my fault, Xiaxia, I…”
Blocking out all words of complaint, Xia Lingying stretched out her arms and pulled Xiao Moyan into her embrace. She kissed those longing lips without hesitation. Her slightly cool and soft lips brushed gently, sparking a faint flame that stirred the desire buried in Xiao Moyan’s heart.
With added strength in her hands, Xiao Moyan reversed the roles and held Xia Lingying in her arms instead. She gave no words of comfort nor tenderness. Her tongue forcefully pried open the teeth and slipped in directly, touching the soft and fragrant other half. The sweet taste between their lips and teeth gradually spread, overlapping with the sweetness in her memory. The corners of Xiao Moyan’s lips lifted slightly as her fair and delicate fingers slowly traced along Xia Lingying’s rising and falling curves, stopping at that ambiguous spot on her buttocks. She gently squeezed.
With just that, Xia Lingying's face flushed red. She panted and tried to push Xiao Moyan away, but unexpectedly, she was held tightly around the lower abdomen and pulled back again.
“Mm—”
The touch on her sensitive spot made Xia Lingying’s body temperature shoot up in an instant. Her face turned bright red as she reached out her small hands and pushed hard against Xiao Moyan’s shoulders.
“Xiao… not here…”
Her weak and broken protests were completely ignored. Xiao Moyan’s arms tightened even more, locking her firmly in her embrace. She raised her head and looked deeply into Xia Lingying’s eyes. Her red lips were like ripe strawberries, tempting and ready to be picked.
“Xiaxia, I miss you. I miss you so much… I will never—never let you leave again.”
Just that one sentence made all resistance meaningless. Xia Lingying let out a soft sigh, hooked her arms around Xiao Moyan’s neck, and rose slightly on her toes to offer her kiss.
Xiao… as long as you are brave, I can give you everything…
In a distant corner, Fang Ruolin quietly watched the two locked in a kiss. Her hand holding the cup tightened slightly. She let out a long sigh and shook her head.
Xiao Moyan… what she can give you, I, Fang Ruolin, can give you just the same without holding back. But why—why do you still refuse to look back at me even once?
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Along the way, Xiao Moyan stubbornly held Xia Lingying’s hand. Even when she had to shift gears, she refused to let go for even a moment. Her eyes barely stayed on the road. From time to time, she would turn to look at Xia Lingying, then foolishly smile. Xia Lingying let her be, responding with gentle glances. Love that had once been lost touched her heart again, and that soft feeling floated inside her, turning into a flowing spring that melted all her grievances and complaints.
Happiness held in one’s hand would no longer be given up so easily. Even if there was a family feud between them, as long as they were together, as long as they truly loved each other, there would be no hardship they could not overcome.
Sensing the joy between Xiao Moyan’s brows, but also the fatigue that could not be ignored, Xia Lingying reached out her free right hand and played a song, calming their nerves that had just risen and fallen like waves.
The soft and gentle music rippled through their hearts. With her lover by her side, neither of them spoke a word along the way. They just sank into this small, quiet world filled with simple happiness. After a long while, Xiao Moyan stopped the car, turned, and quietly looked at Xia Lingying. Her eyes sparkled like stars, full of deep affection.
Looking at Xia Lingying's ever-gentle smile, Xiao Moyan's heart stirred. She leaned forward slightly and slipped her hand inside the white velvet coat, wrapping it around Xia Lingying’s waist and pulling her close. Lowering her head, she rested her ear against Xia Lingying’s chest, listening to her heartbeat.
That once steady rhythm faltered because of her nearness, and Xiao Moyan smiled proudly. Xia Lingying gently stroked her hair, looking down without blinking at the woman she had poured everything into loving.
Xiao... I have waited so long for this day. But as long as it is for you, everything I have given has been worth it.
After that smile, a strange ache rose in her chest. Thinking of all the pain they had gone through because of her weakness and hesitation, Xiao Moyan felt another wave of guilt rise. Her chest tightened as if something bitter flooded her heart. She buried her head deep into Xia Lingying’s arms, and in that small space filled with a light fragrance, she softly called out—
“Xiaxia—”
"Mm?"
"Xiaxia..."
"I'm here."
"Let’s not be apart again, okay?"
There was silence for a moment. From the rearview mirror, Xiao Moyan saw Xia Lingying’s gradually rising corner of her mouth. She smiled softly and whispered, "Okay, we won’t be apart again."
In just a few short sentences, both of them had red eyes. From the beginning until now, going around in circles, what they thought would never come again—love—was now nestled in their palms, holding tightly. Gradually, Xiao Moyan’s gentle kiss lightly fell on the back of Xia Lingying's neck. Her arm softly wrapped around Xia Lingying’s slender waist, her fingertips tracing lightly on her waist, feeling her body go from stiff to soft. Her body temperature slowly rose. Her heavy breathing filled Xiao Moyan's ears, and desire roared and exploded in her veins. Xiao Moyan’s restless hand had already climbed onto that soft spot, gently squeezing. As expected, a soft moan escaped from Xia Lingying’s lips. At this moment, everything for them had already fallen far short of enough…
Struggling to calm her heartbeat, Xiao Moyan fixed Xia Lingying’s slightly messy clothes. She quickly parked the car, turned, and again took her cold right hand. She pressed it against her chest so Xia Lingying could feel her fast heartbeat, almost jumping out of her chest. She leaned slightly forward, placing her chin on Xia Lingying’s shoulder. As usual, she stuck her tongue out and gently licked her delicate ear.
A faint pink spread with her breath. Xiao Moyan could clearly feel Xia Lingying's body trembling and shivering. At just the right moment, she blew a warm breath, teasingly whispering, "Xiaxia, you're still so sensitive."
"Go away..."
The powerless resistance in Xia Lingying's eyes was nothing but another form of shy hesitation in Xiao Moyan’s eyes. Her gaze lingered on Xia Lingying’s soft red lips and her misty, beautiful eyes. The color of her pupils gradually darkened. Xiao Moyan smiled as she kissed the furrowed brows, kissed her warm forehead...
A soft moan sounded from her. A rosy flush spread across her fair cheeks. Her tender lips, slightly shy, returned the kiss. Even the faint, almost invisible tear marks on her cheeks were caught by Xiao Moyan’s eyes. Xiao Moyan trembled in excitement, trembling for Xia Lingying’s innocence, for her response. A strange feeling surged from her chest, a tingling sensation that built up like an electric current, lingering in her lower abdomen, refusing to dissipate.
Gently pushing away the almost limp beauty resting on her, Xiao Moyan took a deep breath, calmed herself, and chuckled lightly.
"We can't do this here, Xiaxia. This is a first with special meaning. I want you to never forget it in this life."
The crimson fire snakes rushed to her cheeks. Xia Lingying was too shy to lift her head, biting her lower lip. She felt a little nervous because of Xiao Moyan’s unreserved and explicit words, and even more embarrassed because of the same difficult-to-speak desire in her heart.
Xiao Moyan looked at Xia Lingying’s head, lowered as low as possible, gazing at her blood-red, soft, and tender earlobe. She smiled gently, reaching out to pull her soft body, almost half-hugging her as they walked into the room.
However, just as they reached the door, it was forcefully pushed open. Before either of them could react, a swift shadow darted out, shoving Xiao Moyan aside and grabbing Xia Lingying into her arms.
Xiao Moyan, knocked off balance, quickly looked up. After recognizing the figure, her face darkened.
"Mrs. Xu, what are you doing?!"
"Ah, Xiaxia, my Xiaxia, Mrs. Xu missed you so much! Why did you take so long to come back and see me—"
"…"
Xia Lingying looked awkwardly at Mrs. Xu, who was burrowing into her arms with a dry cry but no tears. Then, she glanced at Xiao Moyan, who was practically steaming with anger. She was so embarrassed, unsure whether to push her away or to hold her. Seeing Xiao Moyan's resentful gaze, she could only awkwardly comfort her.
"Um, I missed you too, Mrs. Xu."
At this point, Xiao Moyan’s whole face turned completely dark. She ignored the rule of respecting the elderly, squeezed forward, and tried hard to break up the overly close distance between the two. This time, Mrs. Xu got angry after being pushed. She looked up and shouted loudly at Xiao Moyan.
“What are you doing, huh? What are you doing? Didn’t you hear Xiaxia say she missed me?!”
“Go away. I have something to do with Xiaxia.”
Xiao Moyan argued stubbornly. Mrs. Xu’s eyes opened wide as she shouted impatiently.
“I waited by the door for a long time. You two were stuck in the car being all clingy for half an hour. Isn’t that enough? Shouldn’t it be my turn now?!”
After that, Mrs. Xu continued her “bear hug,” and even kept making faces to provoke Xiao Moyan.
Silent. Holding back. For a while, Xiao Moyan looked at the old lady in front of her who had no self-awareness at all, and finally, she exploded in anger.
“I want to make love with her. Do you want to join?”
Author's Note:
Hehe, comrades taking CET-4 and CET-6, keep it up! Work hard and push through the CET*!
*College English Test
Mwah mwah, next part—Yezi has not shown up in a long time and needs some motivation. This time, I’m walking out holding a flower basket, so give me a little motivation. \(^o^)/~