Su Li stood in Lu Yuan’s House bathroom, warm water cascading down from the showerhead, the rising steam quickly blurring the frosted glass and revealing only a stunning silhouette.
She exhaled softly, the tension that had gripped her all day finally loosening a little in this private space.
Water droplets slid down Su Li’s white hair, falling to the floor. She raised her hand to tuck the wet strands behind her head, revealing the face that usually wore a stern expression.
But at this moment, after being steamed by the bathroom’s heat, her face showed a faint flush, as if she were tipsy.
The bathroom wasn’t large but was meticulously clean. On the shelf were several adorable animal-shaped body wash bottles. Su Li picked up one shaped like a little black cat, a hint of surprise flashing across her face.
After Lu Yuan’s House was destroyed, all the items had been personally repurchased by Su Li. She didn’t recall buying this body wash.
Moreover… this body wash was actually one of her own peripherals, wasn’t it?
“Did she buy this herself?” Su Li smiled. “This kid… is this what you call narcissism?”
She squeezed out a dollop of foam; the subtle citrus scent spread through the air.
The citrus fragrance—because this was Lu Yuan’s usual body wash—smelled like Lu Yuan. For a moment, Su Li almost felt as if she were bathing together with Lu Yuan.
…What am I thinking.
Su Li gave a bitter smile.
The water washed away her weary body, steam making her breath a little heavy. She closed her eyes, savoring the fleeting peace the hot water brought.
***
Outside the bathroom, faint sounds of Lu Yuan hurriedly tidying up could be heard, followed by a startled cry from bumping into the coffee table.
Is that Lu Yuan? What’s she doing?
Su Li pondered, turning off the faucet—the sound of flowing water stopped abruptly. She reached out and wiped the water vapor from the glass, peeking outside.
Under the door, the shadow of a pair of slippers lingered.
“Ahem.”
She deliberately cleared her throat, and the shadow outside immediately jumped away like a startled rabbit.
But moments later, it returned.
“Su, Su Li—sis, I noticed you didn’t bring a change of clothes, so I prepared a set of mine for you. It might be a bit small, but please bear with it.” Lu Yuan’s voice came from behind the door. “Um… I left it by the door!”
“The door’s unlocked. Just bring it in.”
Bring it in?!
Lu Yuan almost thought she misheard.
“Are you serious? Su Li—sis?” Lu Yuan wanted to protest.
“Mm-hmm.”
Why so nonchalant?! Like an old married couple!
“Alright, alright, I put it on the chair inside!”
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, mustering courage to push open the bathroom door. What greeted her eyes was Su Li’s blurred figure behind the frosted glass, with her scattered underwear lying on the misty floor.
She was restraining herself from looking down, but…
How could she not see it!
Lu Yuan’s eyes landed on Su Li’s scattered pantsu. They weren’t just plain white but edged with lace, the triangle’s two corners featuring cut-out designs.
She never expected Su Li-sis to wear this style of pantsu, nor to casually toss them on the floor like this…
“Lu Yuan?” Su Li spoke with slight confusion. “Just leave it there, I’ll put it on myself.”
“Oh, okay!” Lu Yuan scampered out of the bathroom like a little kitten.
Su Li shook her head, wrapped a towel around herself, and slid open the frosted glass door.
This kid, so jumpy.
She glanced at the chair with the change of clothes and found Lu Yuan had prepared a set of cartoon cat pajamas.
“…On purpose?”
***
Lu Yuan sat on the bed, hearing the water stop running in the bathroom, knowing Su Li would come out soon.
The sound of the bathroom door handle turning made Lu Yuan shiver all over. She hastily grabbed her phone, pretending to scroll through short videos but hadn’t even unlocked the screen.
“Su Li—sis, you’re done washing…”
Lu Yuan, trying to make small talk, almost dropped her phone when she saw Su Li walk out, towel-drying her hair.
The cartoon cat pajamas looked utterly out of place on Su Li’s tall frame.
Whether it was the sleeves cut a section too short or the pant legs that didn’t reach her ankles, the worst part was the chubby orange tabby cat on the chest, now stretched round by Su Li’s figure.
Su Li noticed Lu Yuan’s gaze and looked down at herself. The cat pattern on the pajamas had distorted due to the tight fabric.
“Sorry!” Lu Yuan made a quick step to leave. “I—I’ll go find you something looser!”
Before she could take a step, her wrist was suddenly grasped, fingers warm from the bath.
“No need.” Su Li held Lu Yuan’s hand, continuing to dry her hair. “It’s just for sleeping anyway.”
Lu Yuan’s eyes involuntarily drifted to Su Li’s collar. Because the pajamas were too small, the top button didn’t fasten, revealing a patch of fair skin and a faintly visible collarbone.
She quickly turned her face away to stop herself from looking again.
Definitely can’t stay with this Su Li-sis! This will end badly!
“I’ll just sleep on the sofa!” Lu Yuan grabbed a pillow and made to bolt.
“Stop.”
Two simple words froze Lu Yuan in place. Su Li had already pulled back part of the blanket and patted the bed.
“Come here.”
“B-but…”
“We’re both girls, what’s the problem?” Su Li raised an eyebrow slightly. The orange tabby on her pajamas swayed with her movement, looking oddly comical.
Lu Yuan hesitated but edged toward the bed like a cautious feline, lying down carefully. The space between them was enough to fit another person.
Click. The light went out.
The moment Su Li switched off the light, Lu Yuan tensed up completely.
She suddenly realized something—that she’d been worried about making a move on Su Li, but now she knew.
She seemed to be the prey.
***
Silence spread through the room. Lu Yuan stared at the ceiling, listening to the even breathing beside her.
She wasn’t sure if Su Li had fallen asleep, but under these circumstances, she certainly couldn’t.
Warm breath brushed her nape. Lu Yuan felt a few strands of Su Li’s long hair slip onto her pillow, the silky touch faintly rubbing against her shoulder.
Ding dong. Su Li’s phone rang on the bedside table.
“Su Li—sis, your phone,” Lu Yuan carefully reminded her.
“Sorry, I forgot to turn on Do Not Disturb…” Su Li said, “Could you grab it for me? I can’t reach.”
“Okay.”
Lu Yuan picked up the phone, the screen lighting up automatically.
Su Li’s phone had no password, so Lu Yuan accidentally swiped it open.
The screen didn’t show the home interface but the photo album, with a surveillance video playing.
Lu Yuan stared fixedly. Wasn’t that herself biting a pillow in bed, watching manga that day?!
“Su Li—sis… what is this?!” Lu Yuan froze, but before she could think it through, a slender hand snatched the phone away.
Su Li suddenly flipped the phone face down on the bedside table with a soft snap.
“I know you might not believe me, but you really have to hear me out. It’s not what you think—I didn’t secretly record your surveillance footage to…”
Halfway through, Su Li fell silent.
“Actually, that’s exactly it…” Lu Yuan murmured, “Everyone has biological needs, but Su Li—sis, you actually use me to satisfy yours…”
“No, it’s not like that!” Su Li tried to explain, but in her fluster, she ended up pinning Lu Yuan beneath her.
Lu Yuan’s hands were firmly pressed to the bed by Su Li’s right hand, her mouth covered by Su Li’s other.
“Mmmph!” Lu Yuan’s eyes widened instantly.
Su Li’s rapid breaths brushed Lu Yuan’s cheek. Lu Yuan looked at Su Li’s face, so close it felt like it would touch her, her heart pounding wildly.
At this moment, Lu Yuan felt like a little kitten caught as prey, flustered and helpless, forced to accept whatever was to come.
***
Su Li seemed to realize that covering Lu Yuan’s mouth had been a bit too suggestive.
She loosened her grip and looked down at Lu Yuan, who lay beneath her, breathing heavily, flushed, her clothes in disarray from struggling.
For a moment, Su Li felt an urge to devour Lu Yuan.
No, no!
Su Li suddenly pulled the blanket up and buried herself inside, curling up into a puffy bundle with the ridiculous cat pajamas.
Her usually sharp and cold voice emerged muffled:
“Sorry.”
Lu Yuan stared dumbfounded at the human-shaped bundle on the bed—the White Death God, undefeated on the battlefield, now hiding like an ostrich.
“Pfft.” Lu Yuan couldn’t help but laugh at this.
She quietly moved closer to Su Li and slipped into the bundle as well.
“Lu Yuan?!” Su Li was a little surprised by Lu Yuan’s move.
“No need to apologize, Su Li—sis.” Lu Yuan squeezed herself into Su Li’s embrace. “I don’t dislike it.”
“Mmm!” Su Li’s face instantly flushed bright red. “Okay…”
Lu Yuan closed her eyes.
The softness of a breast, the faint fragrance—it all subtly reminded her of the fantasy she had in the elevator today, which now seemed to be coming true.
A night of sweet dreams.
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