On the Wedding Night, I Transmigrated to After the Divorce – Chapter 62
by Little PandaOnly Because of Tear Incontinence
A Woman’s Lips Are So Sweet to Kiss
—Kiss me just once more.
—Jiejie~ Just kiss me again.
Yu Yan never expected this. The last time she had asked Fu Yunqing for a kiss, she had been so bold and reckless—so flirty, as if she had cruised through a sea of flowers and emerged covered in love bites. Yet now, she actually needed Fu Yunqing to teach her how to kiss.
Fu Yunqing didn’t kiss her right away. Instead, she wrapped one arm around her waist, using her other hand to tidy Yu Yan’s hair, slowly tucking the stray strands behind her ear bit by bit. It was probably preparation for a better kiss, but her agonizingly slow movements only tickled Yu Yan’s face.
Yu Yan was already incredibly nervous, so how could she endure this kind of torture? Unable to bear the anticipation any longer, she squirmed, only to find Fu Yunqing pinning her down. Yu Yan knit her brows and lightly squeezed Fu Yunqing’s waist with her legs, though whether she was acting cute or begging for mercy was hard to tell.
“Jiejie…”
“Come closer.”
Obediently, Yu Yan arched her back and leaned in closer. Fu Yunqing tilted her head up slightly as well.
She could clearly feel the warm breath brushing against her, their noses brushing in a soft, teasing touch. They were already in the ideal position to kiss. Fu Yunqing parted her lips, continuing her instruction, “Open your mouth a little.”
Yu Yan parted her lips, only daring to open them a tiny crack. Still, she was being very good.
Fu Yunqing tilted her head up and nudged Yu Yan’s nose, as if reminding her to prepare herself. Nervous and full of anticipation, Yu Yan gripped her shoulders tightly. Fu Yunqing seemed to let out a soft laugh, turning her head slightly and tilting her chin up before gently pressing her lips against Yu Yan’s.
Their lips met, pressing together. Yu Yan’s mind went completely blank. She held her breath, frozen in place without moving. Fu Yunqing closed her eyes, leisurely taking Yu Yan’s lips into her mouth to suckle them.
Again and again, soft and slow. Fu Yunqing’s lips were incredibly soft, and gradually, Yu Yan felt a faint trace of moisture.
So this was what it felt like to kiss a woman… A real kiss, one that resonated through the entire body, bringing a massive wave of thrumming excitement and desire.
Yu Yan couldn’t help but mimic her movements, tentatively leaning in to reciprocate and kiss her back. This step wasn’t hard, and she adapted easily. After kissing for a short while, they didn’t part; Fu Yunqing was about to teach her the next step.
Fu Yunqing’s tongue nudged past her teeth, slipping inside. A sudden shiver ran down Yu Yan’s spine. It was a strange, unfamiliar sensation, and she let out an involuntary whimper. Fu Yunqing raised a hand to cradle and caress her jaw, and her slight discomfort was instantly coaxed away. Yu Yan stayed perfectly still, absorbing the feeling.
It was unfamiliar, but she didn’t resist.
The wet, soft tongue hooked around her own, just as she had described earlier. There was nothing unpleasant about it—it was just incredibly strange…
Fu Yunqing’s rapid, heavy breaths in her ear were incredibly intoxicating. Hearing them made Yu Yan’s heart burn with heat, and with a flushed face, she let herself be guided, falling headlong into desire.
She boldly parted her lips to accommodate her, also trying to tangle her tongue with Fu Yunqing’s. But she was exceedingly clumsy, devoid of any technique, and her pressure and rhythm were all over the place. Fu Yunqing pressed a hand against the back of her neck, slowing her down and reclaiming the rhythm.
Their lips and teeth tangled in an inseparable embrace. Amid the wet, quiet sounds and soft whimpers from her throat, Yu Yan let go of all restraint. She was kissed until her face turned deep crimson, her brain starved of oxygen, leaving her completely dazed.
After an unknown stretch of time, Fu Yunqing was the first to pull back slightly, breaking the kiss. Yu Yan immediately gasped for air.
“You have to breathe,” Fu Yunqing said, her voice raspy. Though her face was flushed, she still maintained the steady, composed grace of an elder as she instructed, “Learn to take a breath when we change angles.”
“Mm.” Yu Yan swallowed, taking a few deep breaths. With a red face, she was eager to try. “I get it now. Let me do it myself.”
With Fu Yunqing’s permission, Yu Yan cupped her face and leaned in to kiss her again. She found kissing incredibly wonderful and felt like she had already graduated from her lesson. Wanting to lead the kiss, she worked hard, pressing her lips and tongue against Fu Yunqing’s, tasting the inside of her mouth. Fu Yunqing was pushed back slightly by her eagerness, but she soon tilted her neck up to accommodate her. Within moments, however, control slipped right back into Fu Yunqing’s hands. Guided by her, Yu Yan gradually reverted to the passive role. Lost in the sensation, her body went entirely soft. Only when the kiss ended and they rested their foreheads together, panting, did she realize she had been led by the nose yet again.
Yu Yan knit her brows, huffing in dissatisfaction, “You’re not allowed to move. I want to do it myself.”
She was truly childish. After just a brief lesson, she fancied herself a skilled hunter, brimming with a sense of novelty and eager to try again.
Fu Yunqing remained silent, prompting Yu Yan to demand her consent once more. Fu Yunqing finally relented, advising, “Keep it slow.”
Yu Yan nodded obediently and gently pressed against Fu Yunqing’s damp lips. Fu Yunqing parted hers, allowing Yu Yan’s innocent intrusion.
Having tasted the sweet thrill of kissing for the first time in her twenty years of life, the experience became instantly addictive. With jiejie indulging her, Yu Yan completely forgot about everything else. Escaping, freedom—all of it was tossed to the back of her mind.
She wanted to keep going endlessly, refusing to stop until her entire body had gone completely soft. When they finally parted, a thin silver thread of saliva stretched between their lips. Yu Yan unconsciously swallowed the saliva in her mouth.
The silver thread broke, clinging to Fu Yunqing’s slightly parted lips. The corners of the woman’s eyes were flushed pink, her gaze brimming with deep affection, her lips swollen and wet. Yu Yan found her look incredibly mesmerizing. Overwhelmed by a sudden wave of shame and unable to face the sight, she wrapped her arms around Fu Yunqing’s neck, collapsing against her chest and burying her face shyly in the crook of her neck.
Fu Yunqing accepted her embrace wholeheartedly, wrapping her arms around Yu Yan’s waist. Though she still seemed slightly dazed, she continued to soothe her by gently stroking her back and shoulders, again and again. Only after hiding for a good while did Yu Yan mumble in a soft voice, “That was my first kiss.”
“First kiss?”
“Who was it that said they lost their first kiss back in kindergarten?”
What? Yu Yan was shocked.
When had she ever said such a thing to Fu Yunqing? This was a secret she never shared with her situationships, so how could Fu-jiejie possibly know? Growing nervous, Yu Yan suddenly realized something. She pushed against Fu Yunqing’s shoulders to sit upright. “You watched my livestreams?”
Fu Yunqing looked at her without speaking, but the silence was a clear admission. Yu Yan should have realized sooner—of course Fu Yunqing would watch her livestreams. That meant all those flirty interactions where she called other female streamers jiejie, the punishments she did after losing PK battles, and all those ridiculous things she’d said with her mouth cannon1… had Fu Yunqing heard every single bit?
She was doomed.
“That doesn’t count! I just tripped and bumped into another kid’s lips back then. No, wait, not even their lips, just the corner of their mouth—it just grazed them! I was only building a persona for my livestreams, I was just talking nonsense! You absolutely must not believe any of it!”
She rushed to explain in a panicked flurry, yet Fu Yunqing remained entirely unmoved. Yu Yan knit her brows, leaned down, and planted another kiss on her lips, claiming with absolute dominance, “My first kiss belongs to Fu-jiejie.”
Fu Yunqing let out a soft chuckle. “All right~”
Showing immense tolerance and generosity, Fu Yunqing accepted her chaotic excuses. “Now then, shall we go downstairs for breakfast?”
“Wait a second.” Yu Yan squeezed her waist again, refusing to let her up.
Wrapping her arms around her jiejie’s neck, her eyes shone bright, tinged with a hint of bashfulness. She leaned in close and whispered, “Just a little longer.”
Since things had already progressed to this point, she might as well feast on her lips first.
“Just a brief moment… mm—” Fu Yunqing pressed the back of her head, drowning her voice between their lips.
As Fu Yunqing held her head, their kiss carried the deep, inseparable longing of a reunion long overdue. The firm, commanding grip of Fu Yunqing’s palm and the possessiveness seeping through her movements made Yu Yan realize something—this woman wasn’t nearly as magnanimous as she appeared. She definitely cared deeply about all the nonsense Yu Yan had spouted in her livestream, especially the way she had flirted with other women.
“Ah…” Her tongue was swept up, and she couldn’t stop the embarrassing whimpers from slipping past her throat. The breathless sensation filled her with a sudden, novel fear, and she began to slightly regret her loose talk in the livestream.
Utterly overwhelmed, Yu Yan couldn’t push her away, unable to escape the breath that sank deeper and deeper into her mouth. She was kissed until her entire body turned soft and boneless, her mind a blank slate where she couldn’t process a single thought.
After fooling around for nearly an hour, the two women and the cat finally went downstairs. Yu Yan walked with her head lowered, led by Fu Yunqing by the hand. Her face burned as she repeatedly touched her swollen lips, shyly reminiscing about the sensation. The rims of her eyes were still damp—one look was enough to tell she had just shed tears.
She was increasingly convinced that Fu Yunqing was a bad woman who devoured people whole. How could she be so incredibly skilled at kissing? How could she be so wicked, turning her into such a mess on their very first try…
But kissing really did feel wonderful…
She felt like she had suffered a massive loss.
From childhood to the present, ever since her romantic awakening in kindergarten, she had had feelings for so many women, yet she hadn’t even kissed a single one on the lips. At most, she had held hands, received hugs, or gotten a light peck on the cheek. Whenever a relationship reached the point where they might actually kiss, Yu Yan would instinctively start looking for an escape.
What a coward she’d been. She really had missed out. What kind of plain, flavorless life had she been living all this time? She should have at least gotten a kiss in before leaving.
But it was fine now. Having finally tasted what it was like to kiss, she was determined to keep doing it indefinitely, making up for all those wasted, barren years of her past.
Excellent. Yu Yan now had a brand-new, grand ambition—to kiss Fu Yunqing backward, forward, and every way in between.
Once she calmed down, however, the dilemma looming before her began to weigh heavily on her mind.
This afternoon, Teacher Fu had to go to school for a meeting, leaving Yu Yan home alone. Teacher Fu had promised to cook dinner for her once she returned in the evening.
The entire afternoon was an excellent opportunity to escape. She would be completely alone in the apartment, giving her more than enough time to secure Honey in the pet carrier, hit the shops, and stock up on Honey’s usual cat litter and food.
But Yu Yan was torn.
Should she really run?
She was truly pathetic, so deeply enchanted by her beauty that she felt a lingering reluctance to leave.
With a stunning beauty like Fu Yunqing, wouldn’t it be a massive waste to leave after kissing her only once?
Maybe I should stay for another two days and kiss her a few more times, she thought. Yet, she was terrified that if she stayed any longer, she would truly never be able to leave.
She had a strong, ominous premonition. She knew she was no match for Fu Yunqing. Every time they kissed, she ended up completely led by the nose. Worse, because of her tear incontinence2, she had been so overwhelmed by the stimulation that she had actually cried and begged for mercy.
Crying and begging for mercy…
How humiliating…
Yu Yan blushed furiously at the sheer thought of it.
She had a very reliable habit: whenever she felt vexed, she loved to pester someone else—and that someone was always Lu Yu.
Yu Yan: 【I kissed Fu Yunqing on the lips!】
Lu Yu: 【Not surprised.】
Lu Yu: 【Honestly, I thought you two had already kissed last night.】
Yu Yan thought to herself that Lu Yu really knew her inside and out.
Having spent all of last night agonizing over it, she had obviously been dying to kiss her. After a bit of back-and-forth flirting, of course they would end up locking lips.
But Yu Yan would never admit to that. The main reason was that Fu Yunqing was simply too seductive; she had merely been seduced.
Yu Yan: 【I’m so torn over whether to escape or not.】【bawling.jpg】
Lu Yu: 【Young Miss, you’ve already kissed her and you’re still thinking of running?】
Yu Yan: 【I still do.】
I still want to taste other women’s lips too, Yu Yan thought.
Yu Yan: 【I feel like her possessiveness is way too strong. I want my freedom.】
Lu Yu: 【I’m just afraid she’ll show up at my place with bodyguards. My heart can’t take that kind of shock.】
That was indeed a valid concern.
Fu Yunqing knew Lu Yu’s address.
Yu Yan thought about it: 【No way~ Jie3 will rent a new apartment for you. We won’t live in that old, broken, small4 place anymore, so she won’t be able to find us.】
Lu Yu: 【Heh. Find a place first before you talk. Don’t get my hopes up for nothing.】
Fine, then. She would look at apartments.
Yu Yan actually opened a real estate app, browsed through several listings, and forwarded the ones she liked to Lu Yu to ask for her opinion. After that, she tossed her phone aside to rest her eyes, taking the opportunity to properly inspect her home.
Of course this was her home. Even though she planned to leave as soon as she found an apartment, Fu-jiejie had said that the property deed bore her name. She naturally felt no need to be polite. Wandering around and looking at everything, she hoped that perhaps some familiar object might trigger her lost memories.
Consequently, she spent two hours in their walk-in closet, trying on every single dress, bag, and skirt she could find.
She didn’t possess many virtues, but she was exceptionally skilled at enjoying herself. She might as well indulge while she still had the chance.
Once she had finished rummaging and playing dress-up among the heaps of clothes, she went back to the bedroom to lie down for a bit. Suddenly, she discovered a very unique cabinet.
The cabinet was quite unique, designed in an elegant Western style that looked refined and mysterious. Unable to suppress her curiosity, Yu Yan pulled open one of the drawers.
She froze.
Inside was a neat stack of small boxes.
Is it cigarettes?
It didn’t look like it at all.
Yu Yan picked up a box. The pattern on it was highly abstract, giving no hint of what lay inside. She opened one and tore apart the square packet. When the sticky, transparent latex left a damp trace on her fingertips, her face instantly turned bright red.
They were finger cots!
Fu Yunqing kept finger cots at home!
Oh my god.
So these were finger cots… This was the first time Yu Yan had ever played with them. Unable to resist her curiosity, she slipped the wet, sticky thing onto her finger, turning it this way and that. Before long, she became too embarrassed to bear it. She yanked it off, tossed it into the trash can, and pulled out a few tissues to wipe her hand. Finding that she couldn’t wipe it completely clean, she rushed to the bathroom to wash her hands.
After washing her hands, she returned. She stared at the cabinet for a moment, unable to stop herself from stepping forward again to open the second drawer.
Armed with her previous discovery, Yu Yan understood what she was looking at this time. They were all kinds of adult toys—the sort of things she’d heard about from lesbian bloggers before.
She sorted through them. There were so many different styles she couldn’t even count them all…
Good heavens.
Did we play with these back then? Or did Fu Yunqing collect them to use by herself?
Yu Yan didn’t dare let her thoughts drift any further, terrified that her imagination would conjure up vivid scenes in her head.
Making a swift decision, she pulled open the third drawer.
Before her eyes lay several beautiful leather collars…
Heavens… What in the world? Yu Yan was utterly shocked.
Whose collars were these? The cat’s? But Honey was just a cat—her neck couldn’t possibly be that thick. Were they for a dog? They certainly looked like it; one of the collars even had a bone pendant dangling from it.
But where did a dog come from in their home?
Yu Yan stiffened as a sudden realization flashed through her mind, throwing everything into sharp focus.
—I made a mistake and FYQ spanked my backside with a belt. When she was doing it, I called her mommy, and she spanked me even harder!
She was doomed! She was the dog!
Yu Yan scrambled to her feet, sprinted to the bed, and face-planted into the soft mattress, completely unable to face reality.
A woman’s pet dog… Had she really played the role of a woman’s dog? How could she possibly…
So… what did it actually feel like to be spanked on the backside with a belt by Fu Yunqing?
Fu Yunqing felt a tiny shred of dissatisfaction.
Quite unusually, Yanyan hadn’t sent her a single message during the few hours they had been apart.
In the past, or even not long ago when Fu Yunqing had first softened her heart toward her, Yanyan had loved to chatter endlessly, constantly spamming her chats and sharing every little detail of her day.
What was she doing right now? Why wasn’t she sharing it?
Fu Yunqing recalled their first kiss after they had made things official three years ago. Having spent the following morning apart, Yanyan had completely ignored her classes, spent the entire morning spamming her with messages about how much she wanted to kiss, how she wanted just one more taste, and how she wanted to french kiss her jiejie all day long. It had been incredibly overwhelming to handle.
Why wasn’t there a single message this time?
Fu Yunqing intensely disliked this. She suspected she was suffering from a touch of separation anxiety.
She wanted to know Yanyan’s whereabouts at every single moment. She wanted Yanyan to report her actions just as before, letting Fu Yunqing know exactly what was on her mind. She hated when Yanyan vanished from her sight without a trace, and she despised her sudden lack of enthusiasm.
It gave her an anxious sense of losing control, as if Yanyan might vanish at any given second. She detested that feeling, and truth be told, it frightened her slightly.
Fu Yunqing: 【Yanyan, what are you doing?】
Yu Yan didn’t reply.
Fu Yunqing knit her brows. Unable to bear it any longer, she left immediately.
Winter days got dark quickly. The lights in the living room weren’t on, and Honey wasn’t around either. Was she in the bedroom? Fu Yunqing went upstairs. The bedroom light was on, but she was lying on the bed with her face buried in the pillow, already fast asleep.
So she was just sleeping…
Fu Yunqing let out a sigh of relief, her heart finally settling back into her chest.
Lying like that, won’t she suffocate? Fu Yunqing gently held her head and turned it slightly, freeing her nose and mouth.
She was sound asleep, completely devoid of any defenses or hidden motives.
A dark sense of satisfaction swelled in Fu Yunqing’s heart. Unwilling to disturb her, she leaned down to gently kiss the corner of Yu Yan’s mouth. Intending to go downstairs first to prepare dinner, she stood up, only for her gaze to inadvertently sweep over the trash can. Inside lay a few crumpled tissues—and a single, used finger cot.
Footnotes
- 'Zuǐpào' (mouth cannon) is slang for someone who is all talk without substance.
- 'Tear incontinence' (lèi shījìn) is modern Chinese internet slang for uncontrollable crying as a reaction to intense emotion.
- In modern Chinese internet slang, 'jie' (big sister) is used to describe a woman who is cool, mature, capable, and charismatic.
- 'Old, broken, small' (lǎo pò xiǎo) is common slang for older, poorly maintained urban housing.
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