After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Was Played by the Black Lotus – Chapter 67

Solving it on the spot is also fine.

Lin Xingzhu asked in return with a faint smile, “What could I suspect you of?”

Her jade-like hand pressed against the side of her face. Lin Xingzhu’s crow-feather-like eyelashes lowered, and her light-colored lips gently touched down, leaving a light kiss.

Bai Xiying’s fingertips flinched. Gazing at the calm and gentle Lin Xingzhu, her eyes flickered slightly, and she smoothly withdrew her teasing hand.

“That depends on what the doubt in your heart is,” Bai Xiying replied with an alluring smile.

Lin Xingzhu lowered her eyes. She had far too many doubts in her heart.

Picking and choosing, Lin Xingzhu selected the confusion right in front of her.

“Now that you mention it, I am indeed puzzled about some things,” Lin Xingzhu said gently. “Have you investigated Chu Xiaxia before?”

Bai Xiying smiled faintly. “No.”

Lin Xingzhu nodded slowly, then raised another doubt, “Then why are you so certain about your understanding of Chu Xiaxia’s true nature beneath her disguise?”

Bai Xiying covered her lips and let out a soft “ah.” “That’s because I discovered it myself, naturally.”

Besides descriptions in black and white¹, one can also see things with one’s own eyes.

But Bai Xiying had also clearly said that when she tutored Chu Xiaxia, the two of them got along very pleasantly.

Gazing into her glistening eyes, Lin Xingzhu suddenly asked, “When did you discover it?”

That was a good question.

Bai Xiying blinked her eyes, feigning a thoughtful expression. “……A very long time ago.”

Spanning the latitude of a return across the hands of time, that distance in time was indeed very far.

Seeing the doubtful look on Lin Xingzhu’s face, she slowly added, “But it was also after I finished tutoring her.”

…It hasn’t even been a year. Is that really “a long time”?

Seeing Bai Xiying’s genuine expression, Lin Xingzhu remained silent about this description.

Bai Xiying propped up her chin and asked softly, “What’s wrong? Are there any other doubts? You’re not still suspecting me of something, are you?”

Regarding this matter of rebirth, Bai Xiying would not reveal it before she had completely figured out Lin Xingzhu’s origins, or rather, before she heard Lin Xingzhu personally reveal her own origins.

Her finger fiddled with the glass straw in the lemon water. After firing off her three consecutive questions, Bai Xiying lifted the glass and took a sip. It was sweet and sour, very delicious.

Originally, once she had confirmed that Lin Xingzhu had no connection to her previous life, Bai Xiying hadn’t planned to investigate Lin Xingzhu’s origins any further.

But now, she could keenly sense that even if she herself had let go of all thoughts of investigation, her girlfriend, Lin Xingzhu, had not let go of her doubts.

To be able to pick out loopholes and become suspicious based on just a few sentences of conversation, it seemed that even being in love hadn’t made Lin Xingzhu relax her vigilance at all.

Sigh, what to do when your girlfriend is too smart?

Embracing the thought of it being a sweet burden, Bai Xiying took another slurp of her lemon water.

But this was also really interesting.

Lin Xingzhu was not yet aware that in this contest of identities and origins, she had already fallen half a step behind Bai Xiying.

No, perhaps it wasn’t just half a step.

Lin Xingzhu’s eyes were downcast, a kind of dark light flickering within their depths.

She suspected that the current Bai Xiying was no longer the Bai Xiying from the original book.

Although she wasn’t the Bai Xiying from the original book, she was still Bai Xiying.

All the past abnormalities could prove it; Bai Xiying’s personality and style of doing things revealed a strange sense of separation at every turn.

Perhaps from the moment the story’s threads of fate were woven, everything in the entire world was being reshuffled.

It was like when an author begins to write; as the story deepens and becomes more complete, the characters gradually gain souls, and the author can no longer control the characters under their pen like puppets, unable to do as they please².

Because they, all of them, had come to life.

Just as at this moment, Lin Xingzhu felt that from the very instant she met Bai Xiying, the Bai Xiying she saw was one who possessed an independent soul, one who could independently control her own destiny.

A free Bai Xiying.

There was just one doubt that couldn’t be explained, which was the tracking incident concerning Xie Yunya before her disappearance, which Bai Xiying had carried out based on intuition and a sixth sense.

Lin Xingzhu sighed and decided to let this point go for now.

Subconsciously forcing herself to skip over the most absurd hypothesis in the depths of her heart, Lin Xingzhu closed her eyes, letting the night wind caress her face.

When she opened her eyes again, Lin Xingzhu said, “I don’t have any more doubts.”

Bai Xiying smiled winsomely, glanced at the night sky, then turned on her phone. After confirming the time, she placed it back on the round table.

“We’re leaving tomorrow. Are we really not going to do something more tonight?”

Bai Xiying looked at Lin Xingzhu suggestively. “One must have a beginning and an end³……”

Lin Xingzhu: “……”

She made a “pause” gesture, helplessly reminding the person who looked eager to head back to the room, “Yes, one must finish what they start, which is why we haven’t finished our discussion about Chu Xiaxia yet.”

Bai Xiying’s expression darkened at once; the ‘finishing what one starts’ she spoke of was clearly not referring to this.

“If we’re talking about taking precautions, don’t you just want to collect everything Chu Xiaxia has done in the past and present it to Madam Chu, to use her hand to punish and deal with Chu Xiaxia?”

Lin Xingzhu watched Bai Xiying rush through her words, as if she were being hurried along to finish so she could get to some urgent business.

“……You’re right.”

Lin Xingzhu nodded grimly, then asked tactfully, “Are you really up for it?”

Bai Xiying had been put through quite an ordeal on the first night.

Her body was already different from that of an ordinary person, and that night, Lin Xingzhu had come to the profound realization that this woman, Bai Xiying, was truly made of water⁴; the slightest movement and she would become wet.

Lin Xingzhu herself wasn’t a person of particularly heavy. desire, and moreover, only a day had passed since their intense first night. She really wanted to let Bai Xiying rest well and recover.

Unfortunately, the person in question didn’t appreciate the sentiment.

Bai Xiying glanced at her. “Don’t look down on me. My body recovers very quickly.”

Lin Xingzhu: “……Are you referring to this aspect, or is it the same for other things too?”

She watched as Bai Xiying lifted the hem of her dress; the love bites she had left the day before were already very faint.

“……”

Bai Xiying’s expression suddenly turned a little strange.

Because whenever she had relieved herself, she could feel her body’s endurance and recovery speed.

But aside from this, she seemed to have never paid special attention to how her body handled minor, everyday injuries.

But it should be about the same as other people’s.

Seeing her silence, Lin Xingzhu instantly understood.

She concluded, “It seems it’s only in this aspect, then.”

Bai Xiying shot her a sideways glance, grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her down on top of herself. Her breath was as fragrant as an orchid⁵. “Are you going to do it or not?”

Dilly-dallying. Do you have to force me to take matters into my own hands like on the first night?

Lin Xingzhu let out a low laugh. “So impatient?”

Bai Xiying’s cheeks were crimson. Being stared at by Lin Xingzhu’s implicitly aggressive gaze stirred waves of tremors that shot up from her tailbone⁶.

She urged incessantly, “……Quick! A little quicker!”

The hem of her pure white dress trembled like a delicate flower in the rain. The tender petals welcomed the sudden downpour of fine rain, trembling precariously, yet they did not shut their doors.

Lin Xingzhu lay on top of her. The rocking chair, supporting the weight of them both, let out an overburdened creak, unwillingly asserting its not-to-be-ignored presence in the vast night.

As she pressed closer, the high bridge of Lin Xingzhu’s nose brushed against Bai Xiying’s delicate collarbone, then slowly roamed to her neck, which was as fine as suet.

“So soft.”

Her fingers toyed as she spoke ambiguously.

Opening her mouth, she took a small piece of the slick flesh inside.

The stimulation made Bai Xiying shiver uncontrollably.

She never knew her own neck was so sensitive.

Lin Xingzhu used the tip of her tongue to push out the flesh she had moistened, continuing her patrol upwards.

“Mm… a bit tight,” she murmured, describing the sensation.

Bai Xiying felt as if her whole body was on fire. She panted with difficulty, “……Can you please shut up.”

Lin Xingzhu smiled. “I cannot.”

After speaking, she moved close to Bai Xiying’s earlobe and said hoarsely, “You’re wet now, very wet. It’s not so tight anymore.”

As soon as she finished, without waiting for Bai Xiying’s reply, she turned her head and took the round earlobe she had coveted for so long into her mouth.

“Hiss——”

Bai Xiying’s whole body trembled.

She gripped the armrests tightly, her head tilted back. Through the gap left by Lin Xingzhu’s bowed head, she gazed with hazy eyes at the round moon on the horizon.

The moon seemed to have a double image.

Just as she was gradually sinking into her pleasure, the person on top of her suddenly pulled away.

“?”

With the corners of her eyes flushed red, Bai Xiying looked up at Lin Xingzhu, who was gazing down at her from above.

“It’s not very safe here.”

The room they had booked was on the top floor. Although she didn’t know where Bai Xiying had gotten so much money, this trip to the mountain villa had indeed been arranged single-handedly by Bai Xiying—during which Bai Xiying had refused Lin Xingzhu’s offer to split the cost.

Even though it was the top floor and there was no one across from their balcony, Lin Xingzhu still felt it wasn’t entirely safe.

Such a beautiful sight was enough for her to appreciate alone.

Forced to a halt before her peak, Bai Xiying blinked her eyes with difficulty and said with restraint, “……Then let’s hurry back inside.”

Seeing this, Lin Xingzhu smiled silently.

However, seeing Bai Xiying in this state, she truly couldn’t bear it. Bending down, she looped one arm under Bai Xiying’s knees and the other around her waist, lifting her into a princess carry and walking inside.

As she reached the living room, she even considerately asked for the opinion of the person in her arms, “Which room do you want to stay in? Mine or yours?”

What time is it to be asking such a boring question? Bai Xiying shot her a fierce glare, but unfortunately, the enchanting crimson at the corners of her eyes robbed it of any lethality.

“……If you dilly-dally any longer…… solving it on the spot isn’t out of the question……”

With her arms around Lin Xingzhu’s neck, Bai Xiying buried her face in her embrace, ground her teeth, and gave her a little bite as she urged intermittently.

The bite made Lin Xingzhu’s whole body freeze. Daring not to delay any longer, she carried Bai Xiying with hurried steps directly back to her own room.

Watching Lin Xingzhu place her on the bed only to rummage through a drawer instead of coming closer, Bai Xiying bit her lip and asked with restraint, her eyes moist and red, “What are you looking for?”

Having found the item she brought back in the afternoon, Lin Xingzhu straightened up. She turned and opened her palm, saying with a curve of her lips, “Found it.”

Bai Xiying’s gaze fell upon her fair palm. Forcing herself to ignore the crystal-like glint on her fingertip, her eyes fixed tightly on the object in the center of her hand.

It was a mouth cover⁷.

Realizing what this implied, Bai Xiying’s face grew even redder.

Not from shyness, but from stimulation.

Lin Xingzhu deftly tore open the packaging and put it on.

The next second, she pressed her entire body close.

The atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous, tugging at one’s heartstrings and making one restless.

Lin Xingzhu glanced up at Bai Xiying, her eyes seeming to say something.

But Bai Xiying could no longer distinguish anything clearly. She felt Lin Xingzhu’s careful probing, and she also felt an incomparable pleasure.

“……Ah……”

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