You’re not focused.
Fu Lianxue, who had just lain down, climbed back up again.
She got up to look for the air conditioner remote, closing the window and turning on the AC.
“It’s the middle of summer, aren’t you afraid of dying from heat if you sleep without the AC on?”
Chu Zhaoqiu watched her run around the room and said gently, “My room gets quite cool at night; the natural breeze is enough.”
“Besides, leaving the window open makes it convenient for you to come find me.”
Fu Lianxue’s hand paused as she was closing the window. The night wind instantly rushed against her face.
Cool and gentle, it was indeed very comfortable.
But Fu Lianxue still closed the window.
Beep. The air conditioner started up.
Putting down the remote, she climbed back onto the bed and lay down again.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll come assassinate you in the middle of the night?”
“Would you?”
“If I’m in a good mood, maybe.”
Chu Zhaoqiu turned sideways, looking at her with a gentle smile, but didn’t forget to show concern for little friend Fu Baobao: “Are you just leaving Baobao at home like this?”
“No,” Fu Lianxue said, “it’s with my agent.”
“Why didn’t you bring it over?”
“If you wish to have your injured arm stepped on a couple of times by a cat doing parkour while you sleep at night, it’s not impossible for me to bring it over.”
Chu Zhaoqiu understood, her eyes curving into a very satisfied smile: “So you were thinking of me.”
Moonlight streamed into the room from the half-uncovered window, faintly illuminating their private time together and their faces.
The person before her was as gentle as the moon, brimming with smiles, incredibly beautiful. Fu Lianxue turned her head away, saying awkwardly, “Who was thinking of you? I was thinking—thinking of my Baobao… wouldn’t I have to pay if it damages you?”
Suddenly, her cheek was kissed. Chu Zhaoqiu’s voice drifted by her ear, very light and very close: “Alright, then it was for Baobao’s sake.”
She subconsciously turned her head to look at her.
That kiss landed on her lips instead.
“As long as you come to see me, that’s all that matters.” Chu Zhaoqiu’s voice was low, carrying a smile, yet also possessing a strange, heart-tickling huskiness.
She had become very honest, and also very proactive—proactively seeking all forms of intimacy from her.
Fu Lianxue: “…”
“You’re so annoying.” A complaint, almost like a coquettish whine, was sealed between their lips the moment it escaped.
She grabbed Chu Zhaoqiu’s collar, kissing her lips wantonly, tangling with the tip of her tongue.
She couldn’t quite explain what she was doing.
There was clearly still a score to settle between her and Chu Zhaoqiu, yet she couldn’t control herself from getting entangled with her.
The hazy affection scattered her thoughts, causing her to sink deeper, telling her not to get distracted.
Just follow this heart. Before Chu Zhaoqiu recovers her memories, before that blockhead from a thousand years ago returns, just follow this heart.
Kiss when you should kiss, love when you should love, do whatever needs to be done.
She had lived for several thousand years; what was wrong with indulging herself just once?
Having come to terms with it, her kisses with her became even more passionate and fiery.
The temperature inside the room grew lower and lower, while ambiguity rose within it, spreading like flames throughout their bodies. Desire became more urgent, more impatient.
But this time, Fu Lianxue knew to divert her attention to be careful of Chu Zhaoqiu’s bandaged hand.
“You’re not focused,” Chu Zhaoqiu murmured against the corner of her lips, kissing her as she spoke.
“This hand of yours makes it very hard for me to focus,” Fu Lianxue said honestly. “I really don’t want to hear you whimpering a second time.”
Chu Zhaoqiu’s lips curved slightly. “Then should I try not to make a sound this time?”
Fu Lianxue immediately glared at her: “You dare try to hold it in.”
Chu Zhaoqiu kissed her, smiling: “I wouldn’t dare. Our Big Star shouldn’t be angry.”
Fu Lianxue maintained a stern, unapproachable expression while very honestly responding to every kiss.
Kissing and kissing, Chu Zhaoqiu couldn’t help but laugh.
Fu Lianxue looked completely baffled.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Because you’re cute.”
“Don’t state facts known to the entire world—hurry up and lie down properly!”
Temporarily satisfied, Chu Zhaoqiu obediently lay down, her eyes never leaving Fu Lianxue for a second, as if not just her eyes, but her entire heart was filled to the brim with her.
She gently tucked her hair back, asking with concern, “Do you have work scheduled tomorrow?”
“Afternoon through evening.”
“Then you can sleep in properly in the morning.”
“Mhm.”
Chu Zhaoqiu remembered something, and the topic jumped: “If Baobao calls me ‘jiejie, wouldn’t that mess up the seniority?”
Fu Lianxue glanced at her. “You’re only twenty-three right now, calling you jiejie is fine, right? Don’t tell me you want it to call you ‘auntie’? You’re so weird, hey. Everyone else likes to be addressed younger, but you’re thinking about seniority gaps.”
Chu Zhaoqiu smiled warmly. “Because I want to be a good match for our Lianxue.”
Fu Lianxue retorted, “Then you’re still the jiejie.”
“Hm?”
“What’s wrong? With my outstanding qualities, my superior looks, am I not worthy of robbing the cradle1 with you?”
Chu Zhaoqiu couldn’t hold back her laughter. “Worthy, of course you’re worthy. Whatever you say goes.”
One topic ended, and another began.
Since sometime unknown, they already had endless things to talk about.
Fu Lianxue propped her head up. “I say, are you really going to stop Fingerless Madam from finding that Liu-something Guo?”
“Liu Guohui,” Chu Zhaoqiu corrected. “To commit the sin of killing2 again for someone like him, ruining her path of reincarnation, it’s not worth it.”
“Bu Yu and the others told me he’s started gambling again.”
Her words were filled with helplessness and speechlessness.
That Liu Guohui… some people truly never change3.
Fu Lianxue pursed her lips and lay back down, her expression showing disagreement. “But some people are fated to die; you can’t stop it.”
“Maybe this Liu Guohui is one of them~”
Chu Zhaoqiu looked towards the moon outside the window, smiled faintly, and said nothing.
Everyone has their own fate. As long as she fulfilled her duty as a Demon Hunter and had a clear conscience4, that was enough.
Then, she saw Fu Lianxue suddenly roll over to grab her phone and set an alarm.
She asked curiously, “What are you setting an alarm for? Don’t you have to get up early tomorrow?”
“Who said I don’t have to get up early?” Fu Lianxue finished setting the alarm, put the phone back in its place, and turned to face Chu Zhaoqiu. “Your house has so many people revolving around you every day. If they see me sleeping here tomorrow, it’ll scare them to death.”
Chu Zhaoqiu smiled. “They’re not that easily scared.”
Fu Lianxue shook her head. “No way. I really don’t want so many people watching me while I’m asleep.”
Chu Zhaoqiu expressed understanding, her tone gentle. “It’s been hard on our Lianxue.”
She kissed her fingertips again. “Thank you for coming to keep me company. I’m very happy.”
Fu Lianxue didn’t show it on her face, but deep down, she was also very happy. Otherwise, why would she always contradict herself verbally while still coming to find her?
She also really liked the fragrance on her body.
Especially the fragrance during the entanglement of lips and tongues—richer, stronger, more captivating.
It was a pity that with this injury, they would have even fewer opportunities to be alone together.
Suddenly, Fu Lianxue remembered something and started speaking with a sly smile, “Do you remember you owe me something?”
Chu Zhaoqiu said she remembered.
It was the condition they agreed upon when they encountered the little water ghost, in exchange for getting the necklace.
“Have you decided what you want me to do?”
Fu Lianxue stated directly, “I want you to move out after your injury heals.”
“Hm?” Chu Zhaoqiu didn’t understand.
“What ‘hm’? Your Chu Family is so prominent and wealthy; you must have your own houses outside, right!”
“We do, but… why do you suddenly want me to move out?”
Fu Lianxue’s smile was utterly mischievous.
She raised her fingertips to trace the smooth line of Chu Zhaoqiu’s neck, then hooked playfully and charmingly under her jaw, naturally adding a kiss.
She rested her foot on Chu Zhaoqiu’s, gently rubbing her ankle, her voice extremely soft and enchanting. “Doesn’t the Young Chu Family Head want to be alone with me? Just you and me~”
Chu Zhaoqiu was stunned for two seconds. After understanding, her eyes instantly filled with watery tenderness and amusement. “I do.”
She kissed those soft lips and asked, “Then shouldn’t I just move in directly with you?”
Fu Lianxue refused: “You can’t.”
Chu Zhaoqiu was puzzled: “Why not?”
Fu Lianxue stated righteously, “Because we’re not in that kind of relationship yet.”
Chu Zhaoqiu smiled: “Then what kind of relationship are we in?”
Fu Lianxue replied playfully and shamelessly, “We’re just in a relationship where we’ve kissed and hugged. I haven’t said I’ll take responsibility for you yet.”
There it was. Her favorite yaoguai again.
The amusement in Chu Zhaoqiu’s eyes deepened. Following her words, she asked, “Then when will our powerful Great Yaoguai take responsibility for me and give me a proper status?”
Fu Lianxue’s eyes curved into crescents. “Maybe when I’m in a good mood~”
Chu Zhaoqiu nodded in understanding, then sincerely asked, “Then can I continue kissing and hugging you now?”
Fu Lianxue raised an eyebrow, revealing a look of mock helplessness, her lips curving as she proactively hugged her. “Sigh, I really can’t handle you. It’s like you can never get enough kissing or hugging.”
After she finished speaking, she heard Chu Zhaoqiu say, “It’s not enough.”
“Liking you… one day or two days, one year or two years, it’s not enough.”
Her love was eternal, it had to be her and no one else, the sole persistence through the long passage of time.
She would still like her, love her, for a long, long time.
The sudden love confession caught Fu Lianxue completely off guard.
She had never been good at handling this person’s sincere emotions.
It wasn’t scary when a blockhead bloomed5, but it was scary when, after blooming, they threw the most sincere direct approaches6.
“Who allowed you to say sweet nothings? Don’t say them.” Fu Lianxue became awkward.
“These aren’t sweet nothings; they are words from the bottom of my heart7.” Chu Zhaoqiu smiled gently beside her ear.
“Don’t say them, you can’t say them!” Fu Lianxue simply covered her mouth.
Chu Zhaoqiu made muffled sounds under her palm, her slightly curved eyes shining captivatingly. All the unspoken words of love turned into lingering affection in her eyes.
Fu Lianxue looked at those brilliant eyes, eventually released her hand, and proactively kissed her.
This lifetime’s Chu Zhaoqiu loved her more than anyone else.
She cherished this affection, even wishing in certain moments that Chu Zhaoqiu would never recover her memories.
Chu Zhaoqiu was such a blockhead thousands of years ago; what if she didn’t like her anymore after recovering her memories?
Just as she was worrying, Chu Zhaoqiu’s voice gently landed.
“Lianxue, you’re not focused again.”
Her kisses slowed.
Fu Lianxue snapped back to reality, looking at her with a beaming smile. “Ah, you found out. I’ll definitely focus this time, come again~”
Then she took the initiative once more.
Beautiful moments8 and a lover; now was not the time for her to think about those things. She needed to enjoy the present, drawing more fragrance and affection from Chu Zhaoqiu.
At least she loved her now; their love was reciprocated.
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