After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 55

You have always done very well.

Sitting again in the car the 《Happy Moments》 program team sent to pick up the guests, Qi Song felt a bit dazed.

Only a month had passed, but her mentality was already vastly different.

She still remembered how at the very beginning, she had only thought about cooperating with Yu Luo to act on the show and quickly get through the three months. Now, she secretly hoped these three months could be extended indefinitely.

As if she was worried about what was waiting for her at the end of the variety show.

This time, the recording location for the show was at the seaside, for two consecutive episodes.

Although it was mid-autumn, D City was as warm as spring. Plants grew wantonly, lush and green.

As they neared the seaside, the roads gradually widened. The sky was azure, exceptionally vast.

As the car moved, Qi Song leaned against the window and gazed at the street scenery, feeling that this place was very familiar.

“We used to always come here to spend the winter…” she heard Yu Luo say softly.

“Perhaps if there’s time we can go to the house to have a look, and stay for a night before we leave.” Yu Luo tilted her head and smiled at her.

Qi Song’s heart stirred. So they had a home in D City?

Thinking of this, she could not help but feel a little nervous and expectant.

The program team was generous, and the guests were staying in five-star sea-view rooms. Opening the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the boundless blue, and the white of the waves as they rolled and crashed against the shore.

Qi Song stared at the scenery in a daze, and suddenly remembered the Polaroid she had seen on the desk when she was packing her luggage in the shabby rental house.

The sea in the background of her and Yu Luo’s kiss was too similar to the one here.

Perhaps it was taken at their home in D City.

Whenever she pondered past events, the tide of her heart would always rise and fall obscurely. Qi Song glanced around and saw Yu Luo washing her hands in the bathroom.

She involuntarily lifted her legs and walked into the bathroom, hugged Yu Luo from behind, and called out: “Jiejie.”

And I miss you so much.

Qi Song had been very clingy recently. Yu Luo’s eyes and brows were gentle as she said softly: “We’re preparing to go for lunch, do you want to wash your hands?”

She had just squeezed a pump of hand soap onto her hands and was rubbing it into a lather.

“Okay,” Qi Song responded.

Washing hands was clearly an exceptionally proper activity. But as if driven by ghosts and gods¹, Qi Song consciously went and closed the bathroom door.

Yu Luo’s eyelashes lowered, a hint of a smile flashing through her eyes.

After closing the door, Qi Song clingily hugged her again. Maintaining the posture of pressing against Yu Luo from behind, she extended her hands from around Yu Luo’s waist.

After rinsing them with water, she very naturally and skillfully handed over control of her hands to Yu Luo.

Yu Luo held Qi Song’s hands, and as their fingers intertwined, she shared the dense, snow-white foam from her own hands.

Then, bit by bit, she rubbed them very carefully.

Qi Song’s hands were slender and beautiful, her skin delicate. Her fingernails were trimmed neatly and roundly, especially the index and middle fingers of her right hand.

When Yu Luo’s soft fingertips traced circles on the tips of those two fingers of hers, seemingly there but not, washing them with extra care, Qi Song’s breathing became a little tight.

The hot and humid scene from yesterday afternoon flooded her mind, stirring up a wave of itchiness.

“Jiejie.” Her throat moved, and she called out in a low voice.

Yu Luo raised her eyes, looking at her innocently in the mirror, “Hm?”

While feigning confusion, her fingers continued to brush against the tip of her index finger, neither lightly nor heavily, the pressure extremely suggestive.

Qi Song met her gaze in the mirror and saw, hidden beneath the woman’s innocence, that sly and confident fearlessness——

We’re about to go downstairs for lunch and to record the show, don’t even think about anything.

“……” Qi Song’s delicate brows drooped. She looked at her like a pitiful puppy, accusing her of only teasing and not taking responsibility.

After appreciating a certain someone’s expression for a moment, Yu Luo remained unmoved and led her hands to continue washing.

The foam flowed away with the cool water, leaving only the fragrance of the hand soap and a smooth, lubricated feeling.

Yu Luo drew a few sheets of paper and slowly, methodically, dried both of their hands.

“Shall we go?” She was still composed under Qi Song’s gloomy gaze, nonchalantly gripping the bathroom doorknob, about to leave.

But just as she pressed the doorknob down a little, a hand suddenly reached out and stopped her action.

Having just started eating meat², the young woman who was eating the marrow and knowing its taste³ was long past the point of fleeing in disorder like in the past.

She had many ideas, and her actions were also very decisive.

She directly gripped her shoulders tightly and turned her whole body around.

Yu Luo fell into a soft embrace. Before she had time to speak, her chin was lifted by a force, and then a scorching kiss entangled her.

The soft, wet tip of a tongue pressed forcefully in, wantonly possessing the sweetness between her lips and tongue.

This kiss came on aggressively, carrying a hint of punishment and counterattack.

Yu Luo tilted her head back somewhat submissively to receive it. Amidst the moist entanglement, she clutched the corner of her clothes somewhat powerlessly.

The hand that had just been washed exceptionally clean was originally holding her waist, but when she was completely unguarded, it slowly moved downwards, accurately finding the center of gravity through the fabric and pressing down with a subtle force.

Yu Luo’s whole body trembled. She let out a muffled whimper unexpectedly, and a mist floated up in her eyes.

And at that instant, Qi Song released her.

Yu Luo was slightly dazed, her legs so weak she had to half-lean against the wall as her rapid panting slowly subsided.

“……Injuring the enemy by one thousand while losing eight hundred yourself.”⁴

Gradually coming to her senses, she bit her lip, which had been kissed moist, and shot Qi Song a light, reproachful glance.

Qi Song was clearly captivated by the look in the woman’s eyes, yet her own expression was performed to be exceptionally pure and proper, as if she were a bystander, completely unaffected.

“Where is the loss of eight hundred,” she said calmly.

Yu Luo stared at her without a word.

A moment later, she huffed out a laugh, turned around and once again gripped the doorknob. This time, she opened the door without being stopped.

Just as she pulled the door open a crack, she left behind a light and airy sentence: “Look in the mirror.”

Then she walked out of the bathroom.

Qi Song was slightly startled and turned her head to look at herself in the mirror.

The corners of the young woman’s eyes were tinged with red, and the roots of her ears were flushed pink, the unabated heat in her heart obvious. Her eyes were full of unfulfilled desire.

“……” Qi Song’s eyelashes trembled.

It was indeed a case of mutual destruction.

A moment later, Yu Luo came in with some fabric clutched in her hand, stuffed it into Qi Song’s palm, lifted her chin towards her, and her red lips parted lightly: “Help me change.”

The faint sense of command in that cool and clear tone made the back of Qi Song’s neck flush.

The bathroom door was thus closed again.

Sounds like 「Wipe it clean first」「You’re not allowed to wipe it like that…」「No kissing either」「Wu, I want to do it myself」 came intermittently from inside.

A moment later, the bathroom door was pushed open.

The two people who walked out both had scarlet faces, their eyes misty, their expressions forbearing.

It was an unbearable feeling that was barely being suppressed.

This time, the mutual destruction was even worse.

Taotao was completely unaware of the surging heat between the two adults. She was lying on her stomach in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring without blinking at that beautiful, deep blue.

The sound of the bathroom door opening or closing came from time to time from behind her, with people occasionally going in or out.

It was like they were playing hide-and-seek around the bathroom.

When Taotao was two, she loved playing this with Mommy, but now that she had grown to be three, she didn’t like to play it anymore.

So she gave a lazy yawn.

A pair of hands from behind picked her up, “Cub, let’s go for lunch together.”

Taotao nodded her head and obediently lay on Qi Song’s shoulder.

She saw a faint teeth mark on her mother’s nearby pink ear.

It could only be seen if one was extremely close.

“Mama,” she asked in a milky voice, “do you get your ears bitten if you lose at hide-and-seek mie?”⁵

Qi Song’s steps faltered imperceptibly for a moment before she continued walking forward.

Yu Luo immediately turned back to look at her, her eyes and brows slightly curved, a joyful expression of waiting to see a good show.

Qi Song met her gaze, unable to stop her lips from pressing together slightly.

She was starting to regret being too obedient in the bathroom just now. After just a couple of kisses, Yu Luo said to stop and she stopped, being mindful that they were still on the show, and obediently and quickly helped her put the fabric on.

The secret, sweet taste of the woman still lingered between her lips and teeth. Qi Song’s tongue lightly pressed against the back of her teeth, her eyes darkening slightly.

For some reason, under that gaze, Yu Luo suddenly felt her legs go weak.

“Teacher Yu, Teacher Qi.”

The door of the opposite room opened, and Ren Zhi’s family walked out from inside, just in time to break the sticky atmosphere between the two.

“Youyou-jiejie!”

Taotao’s eyes lit up, and she waved at Youyou. Qi Song put the cub down, and the two children, who hadn’t seen each other for a while, affectionately held hands.

Ignoring the adults, they walked ahead, chattering away to themselves.

“Taotao is cheerful, she’s even made our Youyou talk a lot more,” Ren Zhi said, looking at their backs. “She used to only like playing by herself, I’ve never seen her be so affectionate with any child at kindergarten.”

“Why don’t we just arrange a doll marriage⁶.” Ren Zhi said jokingly. “Growing up together, knowing each other’s roots. My wife and I are green plums⁷.”

Qi Song reached out and took Yu Luo’s hand. Hearing this, her heart stirred, and a strange feeling of being reluctant to part with her daughter arose.

It didn’t show on her face, and she played along with the joke: “What year is it now, that kind of parental interference isn’t popular anymore.”

Suddenly, she felt the hand she was holding tighten slightly.

Qi Song turned her head to glance at Yu Luo, but it wasn’t very convenient to whisper right now.

After they arrived at the main hall for lunch and were seated at the table, Qi Song finally whispered in her ear: “What’s wrong, Jiejie?”

“It’s nothing,” Yu Luo said unhurriedly. “I just suddenly remembered that doll marriage of yours that came knocking on our door.”

Qi Song was slightly startled. So this kind of feudal thing had actually entangled her before.

Did she handle it well at the time? She couldn’t have made Yu Luo sad, could she?

“But you were even more anxious than I was at the time.”

Yu Luo’s eyes curved as she smiled lightly: “Afraid that I would misunderstand, you not only drove that family away, but you also directly laid your own thoughts completely bare.”

Qi Song blinked, her mood relaxing and suffusing with a bit of sweetness.

She felt some gratification for her past self’s actions. She couldn’t help but shift her chair, raising a hand to hug Yu Luo from behind, and rubbing her head against the other person, “Of course it should be like that.”

If you love someone, you should always choose them steadfastly and express it directly, not letting the other person fall into any entanglement or disappointment.

“You have always done very well,” she heard Yu Luo say softly.

Hearing this, Qi Song’s body stiffened slightly.

Actually, no. At least for that month in the past when I didn’t recognize myself, I didn’t do well.

In fact, I did very poorly.

As if knowing what she was thinking, the woman raised a hand to stroke her head, gently yet forcefully re-emphasizing:

“Al-ways-have.”

Qi Song’s breath trembled.

Within those three words, her entire being seemed to fall into a kind of tremor.

The guilt and self-blame, regret and melancholy that she had suppressed deep down quietly surfaced, the tide surging.

Her mood collapsed bit by bit, then gradually filled up again, repeating this cycle.

In the overlap of emptiness and fullness, all that ultimately remained were the words Yu Luo had said.

There was a faint sense of relief.

She closed her eyes and hugged the person a little tighter.

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After a simple lunch break, the program team sent staff to the guests’ rooms to deliver task cards.

“Tonight’s dinner is either a sumptuous seafood feast or a simple bowl of egg fried rice, all depending on what the guests can win in this afternoon’s games.”

“First, please have the guests and their babies change into swimsuits and gather at the designated meeting point on the beach in half an hour.”

The program team had reminded them to bring swimsuits beforehand. Yu Luo took out the swimsuits for the three of them from the suitcase.

They were specially purchased parent-child swimsuits, chosen by Taotao. The pattern was simple and cute, and the style was relatively conservative.

It only revealed a little of the back.

Yu Luo handed a swimsuit to Qi Song, telling her to take Taotao to change first.

She herself rummaged through the bag with her cosmetics twice but couldn’t find the sunscreen spray.

Taotao was led into the bathroom by Qi Song. Glancing at the two pieces of fabric hanging by the window that seemed to have been washed not long ago, she couldn’t help but look at them with curiosity.

Qi Song’s heart tightened slightly, and she casually blocked Taotao’s line of sight.

Of those two pieces, one was naturally the consequence of washing hands before lunch.

As for the other one, it was from when they were taking a nap just now, and they had shared a pure, lingering kiss.

Who knew that after starting to eat meat again, a certain someone seemed to be overly sensitive and couldn’t even handle that.

When she helplessly got up from the bed, preparing to go down and change the laundry, she had even lightly stepped on the top of her foot, quite angry from embarrassment.

It was hard for Qi Song to say how wronged she was.

Amidst her slightly rippling thoughts, she heard Yu Luo call her from the bathroom.

“I think I forgot to bring the sunscreen spray, I can only use this facial sunscreen.”

Yu Luo handed a bottle to her, “There are some places on my back I can’t reach, help me out.”

Qi Song agreed, squeezed a little sunscreen into her right palm, and then carefully lifted Yu Luo’s long, cascading curly hair.

Just as she was about to apply the cream to that fair and delicate back skin, she suddenly heard the woman instruct in a small voice:

“Pay attention to your technique.”

She was slightly startled, then heard Yu Luo continue: “I only brought four in total… half of them are already hanging up now.”

There was even a hint of grievance in her tone.

A slight itch stirred in her heart, but Qi Song couldn’t bear for Yu Luo to face the embarrassment of having all her fabric hung up to dry, so she obediently agreed.

She applied it for her with the most purely innocent technique possible.

To even eliminate any hint of suggestiveness, she didn’t even use her fingers when spreading the cream, but her palm.

But——

As she was applying the sunscreen, the woman’s body still couldn’t help but tremble slightly, and a pitiful scarlet flush gradually appeared at the roots of her ears. She even accidentally let out a low hum.

Qi Song’s breathing quickened, and amidst her rapidly beating heart, her voice became slightly hoarse: “Jiejie, you…”

Are you a little too sensitive?

“…It’s done.”

Yu Luo’s eyelashes drooped slightly. A little embarrassed, she raised a hand to cover her face, “You can go out first.”

A moment later, there was one more piece of fabric hanging to dry in the bathroom.

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