Scum A with a Sweet Black Lotus O – Chapter 43.1
by Little PandaBathing, Hair Drying, and Kisses (*/ω＼*)
Almost instantly upon seeing those feet, these thoughts emerged, catching her off guard.
Pei Xuezhi had always been clear about one thing—
There was darkness and obsession in her heart, otherwise, in her previous life, she wouldn’t have endured so long just to exact her revenge!
In many literary works, people like to call this behavior “blackening” [hēi huà – term used in Chinese web novels to describe a character becoming darker/evil], because she first suffered great torment which led to her personality’s distortion, but…
Was it really like that?
Or perhaps, this was who she had always been?
Compared to that scumbag’s obvious nature in her previous life, she was just better at hiding herself, using moral principles to restrain herself.
Pei Xuezhi’s family wasn’t wealthy, nothing like the Fu family’s prosperity, but they were comfortable middle-class. She never worried about food or clothing since childhood. As long as she wasn’t competing with classmates over luxury brands, she had no financial concerns, and even received various scholarships.
Moreover, from childhood, many things that seemed unattainable to other children were easily within her reach.
Because things came too easily, she had no greed, so in many matters, she appeared quite agreeable, even somewhat detached from desires.
But Pei Xuezhi knew clearly that it was all because she didn’t care, didn’t like those things.
If she truly encountered something she desperately wanted, greed would grow in the depths of her heart, and perhaps one day, once that moral restraint was removed…
*Snap!*
“Zhizhi?”
Fu Chaoyun’s soft call brought Pei Xuezhi back to her senses, as the depth in her dark eyes gradually receded.
“…Mm.”
Pei Xuezhi responded softly, first removing the earpiece from her collar, turning it off and setting it aside—Fu Chaoyun’s headset had already been removed when she undressed for her bath, and Pei Xuezhi had helped turn it off when she pushed open the door.
After doing this, as if trying to divert her attention, her gaze traveled upward…
The thin mist of steam couldn’t hide anything, but Pei Xuezhi deliberately ignored those indescribable temptations, like the serpent’s offering to Eve in the Garden of Eden… finally resting her controlled gaze on Fu Chaoyun’s face.
Her eyes were misty yet clear, red lips crimson and dewy, at this moment, looking right at her.
Truly a beauty that could steal one’s soul!
“Zhizhi?” The culprit displaying such beauty tilted her head in confusion and innocence, calling out to her again.
Bewitching yet adorable at the same time.
“Mm.” Pei Xuezhi responded again, but this time her clear voice was slightly lower as she asked, “What are you doing?”
Earlier when she heard sounds from outside, she thought the other person might have fallen or hurt herself somewhere, which was why she rushed in.
After all, a drunk ghost could barely take care of themselves, so they could do anything!
Fu Chaoyun blinked her glistening eyes, “Washing my hair?”
Looking at the shower head on the ground and then at someone’s dripping wet head, Pei Xuezhi could roughly imagine what had happened here.
“Didn’t I tell you to take a bath? Why did you add hair washing too?”
Fu Chaoyun blinked, “Because Zhizhi said I was smelly.”
…so she wanted to wash everything clean.
Fu Chaoyun’s hair was naturally curly and fluffy, looking alluring, sometimes giving off a fuzzy impression. Now wet and clinging to her head, while still thick, it revealed her small head and excellent body proportions.
Combined with her childlike instincts while drunk, her fox-like eyes naturally carried some charm, but overall gave off an innocent yet seductive allure. Pei Xuezhi stared at her face for a while.
At this moment, she should have left, but as if unable to watch any longer, she inexplicably picked up a towel from beside her and stepped forward.
Speaking purely on instinct, “Let me help.”
“Okay, okay~”
Drunk Fu Chaoyun was very agreeable, without any guard up, and especially welcoming to Pei Xuezhi.
She let Pei Xuezhi open the bathroom door and come in, only reacting when the other person wrapped a towel around her from neck down.
“Why are you wrapping me up?” she asked, confused.
“Haven’t you finished bathing?”
“I have~”
Pei Xuezhi didn’t respond, then heard Fu Chaoyun continue, “We’re both women, what you have I have too, what’s wrong with looking? I don’t mind…”
Pei Xuezhi noticed another thing: Fu Chaoyun seemed to lack gender awareness, or rather, in her understanding there were only male and female genders, with weak perception of the additional ABO three-gender system.
However, suddenly hearing such “generous” remarks, Pei Xuezhi fell silent for a moment, then wrapped the bathrobe even tighter.
“Thanks, but I don’t want to look,” Pei Xuezhi’s voice was cold, as if truly unmoved.
Fu Chaoyun felt dejected and mumbled quietly, “What kind of monk in training is Zhizhi…”
“I heard that.”
Pei Xuezhi looked up, and the person immediately covered her red lips with her slightly wet hands, pretending she hadn’t said anything, though her lively eyes remained exposed, gently moving.
Invisibly enticing.
Pei Xuezhi pretended not to notice.
There was a height difference between them, and neither Fu Chaoyun bending down nor Pei Xuezhi standing on tiptoes would be comfortable. Finally, Pei Xuezhi brought a stool from the room and pressed Fu Chaoyun to sit down.
The towel wasn’t particularly large, or perhaps it was because someone’s figure was too gracefully curved. Standing behind her, Pei Xuezhi could glimpse the mountains and valleys ahead. As she sat down, the towel that had barely covered her thighs rode up slightly, now barely adequate.
Pei Xuezhi closed her eyes briefly, forcing herself to focus on the head in front of her…
“Lower your head.”
Fu Chaoyun obediently complied. Pei Xuezhi first picked up the shower head from the ground, cleaned it, then tested the water with her hand, adjusting it to a suitable temperature before rinsing Fu Chaoyun’s head.
She didn’t attempt any fancy techniques, mainly because she didn’t know any. After wetting the hair again, she squeezed out some shampoo and applied it to Fu Chaoyun’s hair.
Then she had Fu Chaoyun tilt her head back.
This brought that flawless, delicate face fully and completely into Pei Xuezhi’s view.
Someone didn’t close her eyes, instead keeping her amber eyes open and meeting Pei Xuezhi’s gaze as she helped wash her hair.
Then, she showed a beautiful smile.
“Zhizhi~”
There was no particular meaning, just joy and excitement at seeing her, wanting to call her name this way. Getting even the tiniest response from her felt like gaining the whole world.
Caught off guard, Pei Xuezhi’s hands, which had been massaging Fu Chaoyun’s head, became a bit rougher, causing the latter to immediately furrow her brows and let out a light groan, showing a pained expression.
Pei Xuezhi immediately withdrew her hands, “Sorry.”
Pei Xuezhi’s technique wasn’t gentle.
She was proud. In her previous life, except for encountering that scumbag Alpha, her life had been too smooth sailing, without any pressure. This kind of living environment might have been even better than Fu Chaoyun’s life in the Fu family.
Because she appeared cold and unapproachable, even in university dormitory life, her roommates didn’t dare trouble her much, resulting in Pei Xuezhi having almost no experience in caring for others.
Staying behind like this voluntarily was a first, and in a sense, it truly could be called “condescending”.
She thought Fu Chaoyun, in her drunken state of complete trust, wouldn’t mind, but unexpectedly, the latter raised her hand, fingers lightly brushing against her arm, causing a tingling sensation.
She said, “You pulled it… hmm~ As punishment, Zhizhi has to massage it several more times, and make sure to wash it clean~!”
This position wasn’t easy for Fu Chaoyun, almost leaning her whole body backward, and following this motion, Pei Xuezhi could see more of her snow-white front…
Pei Xuezhi immediately averted her gaze.
“Comfortable?” She unconsciously tried to change the subject, not expecting her casual words to carry another meaning.
Fu Chaoyun thought for a moment, “If our family goes bankrupt in the future, you definitely can’t become a hair washer [xǐ tóu mēi – female hair washer at salons] to support me.”
You wouldn’t make any money, and might even get customer complaints.
“Ah~”
Fu Chaoyun was so worried!
Pei Xuezhi: “…”
From a drunk person’s perspective, being able to say such things might already show maximum emotional intelligence [qíng shāng – EQ, emotional quotient], but it still wasn’t very pleasant to hear.
It did, however, instantly dispel Pei Xuezhi’s previous romantic thoughts.
Though Fu Chaoyun’s closet was messy, she usually kept herself very clean. After Pei Xuezhi’s massaging, her head was covered in bubbles, some getting on her forehead, forming small bumps that looked like little dragon horns, quite adorable.
“Still want me to massage more?” Pei Xuezhi’s tone was slightly cold.
“Mm… just feeling that if we miss this chance, Zhizhi won’t help wash my hair again~” Fu Chaoyun’s tone was serious, “Must cherish it.”
Pei Xuezhi glanced at her without saying anything more, focusing solely on washing Fu Chaoyun’s hair. Although the process was a bit awkward, she was at least serious about it, and as someone wished, she washed it several times.
When rinsing, as the bubbles washed away, Fu Chaoyun’s true hair color was revealed, appearing slightly darker when wet, a brownish chestnut color.
“Your roots are showing again…” Pei Xuezhi suddenly said, “Don’t dye your hair so frequently anymore.”
It damages the hair quality and isn’t good for the scalp.
“No way.” The usually agreeable Fu Chaoyun suddenly became rebellious.
“Hmm?”
“If it’s all black, there’s nothing special about it.”
“…”
Pei Xuezhi recalled what she had just seen—for an Alpha, Fu Chaoyun’s face was truly too delicate, like a fox spirit.
Walking among crowds, it would be impossible not to notice her.
“That won’t be the case,” Pei Xuezhi said.
“Even if Zhizhi says so…” Fu Chaoyun changed tactics, “Say something nice, and I’ll consider it a bit.”
Pei Xuezhi fell silent again.
This was a sign of refusal, and Fu Chaoyun immediately became anxious, “Then I’ll say something nice, just talk to me, Zhizhi.”
An extreme reversal of positions.
“…”
So easily fooled.
Pei Xuezhi thought to herself, wondering how tomorrow’s sober Fu Chaoyun would react when recalling tonight’s events.
Thinking of this, her fingertips paused for a moment before going back to washing the foam from other corners and edges of Fu Chaoyun’s hair.
This inevitably led to touching skin. It was quite a hassle.
“Zhizhi,” Fu Chaoyun said sincerely, her bathrobe now soaked in a large patch, “In the future, you really shouldn’t wash just anyone’s hair…”
Pei Xuezhi: “…”
Pei Xuezhi’s hand “accidentally” slipped, and the shower stream sprayed all over Fu Chaoyun’s face.
“Sorry,” Pei Xuezhi’s voice was cold, “After all, I’m really not good at washing people’s hair.”
“…” Fu Chaoyun was dumbfounded.
After a moment, she suddenly started shaking her head like a puppy, as if trying to shake all the water from her hair.
Pei Xuezhi pressed down on her head with one hand, refusing her washing machine-style “hair drying” method.
Finally, in the bathroom, their eyes met, both looking somewhat disheveled, all romance dissipated.
Pei Xuezhi ultimately showed “goodwill” and didn’t argue with a drunk person. After wrapping Fu Chaoyun’s wet hair in a new towel, she went to get clean clothes.
Perhaps because she had already seen and touched the person herself earlier, Pei Xuezhi remained relatively composed when picking up those two small items, at least not blushing furiously this time.
“Put these on.”
Fu Chaoyun only took the nightgown and was about to remove the towel.
Pei Xuezhi’s eyes darkened momentarily as she reminded her, “There are two more pieces.”
Fu Chaoyun glanced at them, “Not wearing them~”
Pei Xuezhi frowned.
“Who wears these when going to sleep?”
Pei Xuezhi: “…”
Finally, she picked up one of them and forcefully pushed it into Fu Chaoyun’s hands, commanding, “You must wear this!”
Then, she left the bathroom first.
After a while, Fu Chaoyun also came out. The wine-red dress indeed suited her well, making her skin appear whiter and her lips redder, beautiful and graceful.
At this moment, the blush on her face was brought out by the warmth, while her amber eyes alone seemed washed with dew, glistening and moist, utterly enchanting.
Except for… the towel wrapped around her head which didn’t quite match.
“Come here.”
Upon seeing her, Fu Chaoyun’s eyes suddenly brightened, and without needing to be told twice, she went straight over.
“Zhizhi, you haven’t left yet?!”
“Mm.”
Pei Xuezhi responded softly, then pressed Fu Chaoyun to sit at the dressing table, while she held a hair dryer in one hand and reached for the towel on Fu Chaoyun’s head with the other.
The towel was extremely absorbent, and when suddenly unwrapped, Fu Chaoyun’s hair tips were no longer dripping, though overall still wet.
As the hair dryer started on its first setting, Pei Xuezhi’s voice came from beside her.
“Let me dry your hair.”
As she spoke, she had already picked up a strand of Fu Chaoyun’s hair, holding it between her fingers, gently blowing it.
Pei Xuezhi had both the heat and speed of the hair dryer set to the lowest setting, so it wasn’t noisy, and they could still hear each other clearly.
Fu Chaoyun’s hair was very long, and Pei Xuezhi started with the ends, which didn’t affect her movements at all. At some point, she had turned her head, looking at Pei Xuezhi with bright eyes.
“Zhizhi is so good, so gentle~”
Pei Xuezhi ignored her, continuing to work with the hair between her fingers, but even with her head down, she could feel a pair of burning eyes fixed on her.
Even though Fu Chaoyun was the one being blown with warm air, why… was she starting to feel hot?
After another two or three minutes, Pei Xuezhi seemed unable to bear it, “Turn back around.”
“Hmm?”
“Don’t look at me.”
“Why not?!” The drunk person finally started getting fierce, “Just now in the bathroom I also let you—” see everything, so what’s wrong with me looking at you a bit?
Before she could finish, Pei Xuezhi covered her mouth, giving her a sidelong glance.
“Be quiet!”
Finally quiet, Pei Xuezhi continued her task, but after a while, Fu Chaoyun started fidgeting and moving closer again.
“Zhizhi~ Zhizhi~” She chirped like a clingy sparrow, constantly chattering.
Pei Xuezhi looked up and met her sparkling, seemingly curious gaze, “If you have something to say, say it quickly.”
“Should we turn down the air conditioning?”
“…”
Pei Xuezhi unconsciously moved the hair dryer away slightly, “Are you hot?” She had already set it to the lowest heat setting.
Fu Chaoyun shook her head.
“Then what is it?”
“Just now when Zhizhi covered my mouth, your hand was very hot, so I was thinking, maybe you’re feeling hot…”
Pei Xuezhi’s movements paused, “No need.” Seeing Fu Chaoyun still looking at her curiously, she added, “I’m not hot, you… don’t worry about me.”
It was just her face that was feeling hot right now.
Thanks for the chapter!