The kiss lasted for a long time. Gu Yu felt a sudden change in the temperament of the woman embracing him—she became cold, fierce, and savage, allowing no room for resistance. He had never seen this side of Yun Qianxin; she was not the gentle “Sister Qianxin” of his memory.
Only after the overbearing kiss ended did the woman continue to hold him. Her long, smooth legs entwined with his, binding him firmly in her embrace.
The quilt was warm, like a wonderful and dreamlike “gentle village” that enticed one to indulge. Gu Yu stopped struggling and allowed Yun Qianxin to move as she pleased, remaining silent for a long time.
“Xiao Yu, you said you wouldn’t engage in puppy love. Why did you fall for that girl? You even want to reject your sister… Do you like her that much?” Yun Qianxin’s voice gradually softened. Her anger seemed to have dissipated as she exhaled like an orchid against Gu Yu’s ear.
“It won’t affect my grades. We’ll separate when we get to university anyway. The main reason I don’t want to go abroad really isn’t Luo Ming. My feelings for her are just… a secret crush,” Gu Yu said with a sense of release, as if he had come to terms with it. “As for liking her, I really do… like her a lot.”
He felt the hand on his back suddenly tighten, gripping his clothes. The breath against his ear became hot and scalding; the woman’s emotions were still fluctuating.
“Forget it. Since you said it only lasts until university, anyway. Though, it seems I don’t really have the right to discipline you like this. Somehow, I just wanted to take over for Uncle and look after Xiao Yu as he grows up and becomes independent. I ended up being a bit self-righteous.”
“No, no. Sister Qianxin is just like a real sister to me. I know you’re doing it for my own good. I understand, and I’ll make my own plans.” Gu Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air. The faint, sweet taste in his mouth had not yet vanished. He asked somewhat shyly, “But, Sister Qianxin, when you were angry just now… why did you… kiss me?”
“Because I couldn’t bear to hit you,” Yun Qianxin lied without a hint of a flaw. She licked her soft lips, savoring the sweetness. “I didn’t know what to do with you and wanted to vent, so I just did the things I usually want to do but am too embarrassed to do.”
“You mean… kissing me?”
“Yes. When you were little, you loved being kissed by me. You even said I tasted very sweet.”
Gu Yu’s face flushed instantly. He didn’t remember much from his childhood, but as an ignorant and playful child back then, it was possible he had said such things. Now, hearing it felt like nothing less than a “dark history.”
“I was young and didn’t know better back then. Sister Qianxin, you know it’s not appropriate for us to be like that now, right?”
“That’s why the younger Xiao Yu was cuter. He wouldn’t make me angry.”
He looked up slightly and saw Yun Qianxin’s exquisite face with puffed-out cheeks, feigning anger with a touch of girlish charm.
“Then… why did you want to kiss me just now?”
“Because I like Xiao Yu. You’re such a handsome and sensible brother, of course I like you very, very much, so I wanted to kiss you.” Yun Qianxin looked down at the boy in her arms and smiled tenderly, her words sounding perfectly natural.
The suppression of her impulse was thanks to that irrational kiss. The moment the boy pushed her away, she had momentarily lost all sense of human morality. She had been driven by a frantic urge to plunder, to seize this irreplaceable treasure that she could never let go of.
Yun Qianxin had heard countless voices instigating her to take him by force. The years of accumulated desire, the restraint of maintaining distance after their reunion, and the fury of knowing there was another girl by his side—all of it could only be soothed by devouring him entirely.
She had envisioned igniting the boy’s passion, desperately wanting to see him begging and explaining beneath her. She would have let herself go, taking everything she wanted regardless of the consequences, filling her own emptiness while ignoring his pain, just to let him know… the price of being disobedient.
But the kiss had stopped in the end. Yun Qianxin didn’t understand how she had managed to force a halt to that “punishment.” Clearly, the youth had committed an unforgivable sin and deserved to be penalized.
“Does Xiao Yu like Sister?” she asked softly, sounding like a joke she wouldn’t take to heart.
“Of course I do. Sister Qianxin is beautiful and talented; you’re one of the most perfect women I’ve ever met.”
“Hehe, go to sleep then. You have school tomorrow… what do you want for breakfast?”
“Buns are fine, and a bowl of white porridge.”
“Alright, alright.” Yun Qianxin lightly stroked Gu Yu’s soft black hair and held him even tighter. “As a reward, Xiao Yu, be a good boy and be my pillow for the night… By the way, was that your first kiss just now?”
After a moment of hesitation, Gu Yu thought of that cheerful and bright girl. He vaguely remembered the indescribable feeling of his first kiss, which was worlds apart from the kiss Yun Qianxin had just given him.
“Yes,” he lied. There was no real need to, but he said it anyway.
“Silly Xiao Yu. Even if you don’t remember, didn’t I say earlier that you liked being kissed by me when you were little? Your first kiss belonged to me long ago.”
“Is that so? I guess I was being foolish.” Gu Yu gradually relaxed as sleepiness deepened with the night. “I’m going to sleep. Goodnight, Sister Qianxin.”
“Goodnight.”
A long silence followed. Midnight arrived along with a sky full of stars. The bright moonlight filtered through the window screen, illuminating the thick, viscous darkness and washing over the woman’s exquisite face. Her eyes held an unnamable emotion, her indifferent gaze “licking” the sleeping face of the person beside her.
She was not satisfied. The fire had been suppressed only by gritting her teeth. The boy’s innocent sleeping face caused the damp, sticky desire in her body to reignite instantly. She softly whispered his name, receiving only the faint sound of his breathing in response.
Yun Qianxin reached out and touched Gu Yu’s body—from his well-defined cheeks down to his slender neck, then his thin collarbones, his chest, his abdomen, and further down…
He had grown up. Yes, he had grown up. He now had an awareness of the difference between men and women, he had human desires, he knew how to keep his distance from her, and he would give his love to a girl he liked… Wrong. All wrong. That woman should have been her.
She poured her scorching breath over the youth’s hair and ears, her movements becoming bolder. She felt his presence with her own hands, wanting to engrave every texture of his skin into her own body.
What a pity. In the end, she had to restrain her actions. If only she had returned earlier and given him some medicine to make him sleep soundly; then she wouldn’t have to be so timid and stop at the surface like this.
Her hand eventually retreated. Waves of sour, itchy addiction rippled through her lower body, causing her fair skin to flush deep red. Yun Qianxin touched her own body; her temperature was burning hot.
Gazing at Gu Yu’s face, her palm pressed against her own smooth skin, rubbing the burning muscles and reaching deep into the soft fabric of her pajama pants, bringing strings of bone-deep pleasure that felt like a release.
Her aching nerves continued to tremble until they reached the pinnacle of desire. Falling from the peak, she propped up her weak body and used her fingertip to write a word on the boy’s abdomen—Yun.
This little trick gave her immense satisfaction. It was a mark; the boy belonged to her after all.
Succumbing to exhaustion, Yun Qianxin closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, a sleep-talking murmur reached her ears, the tone filled with longing:
“Luo Ming…”