That “Bad” Woman Next Door – Chapter 5

Kiss, You.

Yuan Yue was only 1.6 meters tall, but she had a pair of slender, long legs with nearly perfect proportions. Her skin, under the lights, was like congealed fat¹, so beautiful it made one love them so much they couldn’t let go of their hand². The only fly in the ointment was the deep scar at the top of her right thigh, about three finger-lengths long, its texture raised.

Yu Xi gently caressed the scar with the pad of her finger. Seeing the pained expression on Yuan Yue’s face, as if she were enduring pain, she remembered the first time she had seen Yuan Yue outside the 4S shop.

Yuan Yue had been dressed lightly that day: a small camisole on top, paired with only a short pair of hot pants below, revealing a large stretch of her long legs, so pale it was hard not to notice. At the time, Yu Xi had seemed to be driving seriously, but the corner of her eye was unavoidably drawn to those beautiful legs. She never would have thought that there would be such an imperfection in a place she couldn’t see.

This had to be an old scar. Judging from the raised texture and length, Yu Xi couldn’t guess the reason for its origin.

It must have hurt like hell when she got injured, right?

Yu Xi frowned imperceptibly, her breathing and the pressure from her fingers subconsciously lightening. Her gaze moved up to stare into Yuan Yue’s already somewhat dazed eyes, and she asked again, “What happened with this scar?”

Yuan Yue was delirious, her breathing erratic. She sat up a little straighter and followed Yu Xi’s gesture to see the scar on her bare, white thigh. She froze.

So ugly.

After a moment of daze, Yuan Yue reached out, wanting to cover the ugly scar. Before she could touch it, her hand was intercepted by Yu Xi. She tried to cover it again, and this time Yu Xi simply grabbed her wrist. After a bit of back-and-forth, Yuan Yue realized she was no match for Yu Xi and gave up, her head hanging.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, then forget it,” Yu Xi said, her voice very soft as she looked at Yuan Yue’s slightly moist eyes.

Maybe it was because she was drunk. Yuan Yue felt that the way Yu Xi was looking at her right now was so gentle, and her voice had more warmth than usual. She found it a little hard to resist. Pouting, she said haltingly, “Car accident six years ago. Broke my leg.”

So it was a car accident. Yu Xi’s heart jolted; she couldn’t imagine the scene. Her hand unconsciously began to stroke the scar again, her voice growing even softer, like a feather brushing across the tip of her heart. “It must have hurt a lot, right?”

“Mhm!” Yuan Yue’s small features scrunched up like a steamed bun³, as if she were in terrible pain. Sniffling, she whined, “It hurt. It hurt like hell!”

In that second, she had returned to that state of being wronged and needing to be coaxed. Yu Xi watched her act spoiled, watched her whimper and whine about the pain, and was suddenly overcome with heartache. As if moved by ghosts and gods⁴, she lowered her head and placed a gentle kiss on the scar.

The warm breath she exhaled sprayed across the skin of Yuan Yue’s thigh. As her lips parted, she could feel the artery in Yuan Yue’s leg give a twitch.

Yu Xi snapped back to her senses, realizing she had lost control of her actions. She pulled away abruptly and raised her eyes to look at Yuan Yue.

Yuan Yue’s expression was blank, as if she hadn’t processed what Yu Xi had just done. After a moment’s pause, she actually gave Yu Xi a silly smile and said, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

It was a very childish thing to say, but it skillfully eased the awkwardness. Yu Xi couldn’t help but stroke her face, then reached for the underwear and jeans on the sofa to dress Yuan Yue.

But Yuan Yue pressed down on her hand. Her misty eyes stared straight at her as she asked that impure question in an innocent tone, “Are we not doing it?”

Yu Xi’s eyelids twitched, stimulated by her bold question. She looked at the girl before her—clearly not sober, yet her objective was very clear—and her expression shifted again and again. In a slightly deep voice, she asked back, “Do you want to?”

Yuan Yue nodded without the slightest hesitation, her eyes bright and clear, yet they showed no trace of lust.

Yu Xi, however, hesitated.

Today was Yu Xi’s first day reporting to the gym. To celebrate her joining, the gym owner had specially invited her to dinner. She had driven there herself, so she hadn’t dared to drink. The party broke up early. As she was walking out of the hotel to drive home, she unexpectedly ran into a drunk Yuan Yue.

To this day, Yu Xi still couldn’t figure out how Yuan Yue had appeared at the hotel entrance, how she had gotten dead drunk, or how by a coincidence of karmic connection⁵ she had climbed into her car. She felt that everything she’d experienced tonight was like a romantic encounter—not only was it unreal, it was also quite… stimulating.

To do it, or not to do it? It had now become a difficult question to decide. This wasn’t just about satisfying a physiological need; it was also about a neighbor becoming a one-night stand.

Yu Xi wasn’t a conservative person, and there was nothing wrong with enjoying pleasure in a timely manner⁶. But looking at Yuan Yue’s current state, she was rather afraid Yuan Yue would wake up and regret it.

After weighing it in her mind, Yu Xi still felt it was inappropriate. She stood up abruptly, backing out from between Yuan Yue’s legs. With underwear in one hand and pants in the other, she looked down at Yuan Yue from above and said, “Put them on yourself.”

Yuan Yue seemed not to understand. She looked at the pants, then back at Yu Xi’s face. Suddenly, her stomach was overturning rivers and overturning seas⁷, and without any warning, she threw up again.

Yu Xi quickly backed away to avoid it. She escaped unscathed, but Yuan Yue and the sofa were a disaster.

A large patch of the collar on Yuan Yue’s white top was soiled. The smell got to her, and she fought back a second wave of nausea, apologizing to Yu Xi with red, pitiful eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Yu Xi was completely fine, but looking at the mess and the wretched state of Yuan Yue, she felt a headache coming on. She rubbed her forehead and said, “I think you should go wash up.”

“Okay, I want to take a shower.” It was an excellent suggestion. Yuan Yue couldn’t stand the smell on herself either and staggered to her feet.

Yu Xi resisted touching her until Yuan Yue tripped over her own feet and nearly fell. Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer and rushed forward in one stride to steady her.

Yuan Yue fell into her arms, leaning her heavy head against her and giggling foolishly. “Heh, it’s so good to have you here.”

Yu Xi was a little speechless. She straightened Yuan Yue up and guided her toward the bathroom.

They were almost there once they reached the bathroom door. Yu Xi let her go, but Yuan Yue grabbed onto her tightly, head hanging, and begged in a tiny voice, “You wash me.”

Yu Xi was stunned. “I wash you?”

“Mhm.”

“Are you sure?”

“If you don’t help me, I’m not washing,” Yuan Yue said, acting shamelessly.

Though she said she wouldn’t wash, she was already pulling Yu Xi into the bathroom, taking off her clothes as she went.

“You wait——” Yu Xi tried to stop her.

Yuan Yue threw off her top, revealing a sexy black lace bra. She fell straight toward Yu Xi, her slender, soft arms wrapping around Yu Xi’s neck. She smiled like a fox and said to her, “Yu Xi, help me wash, okay?”

The woman’s body was very soft. After taking off the soiled clothes, she gave off a light fragrance. Yu Xi’s gaze swept over her slightly parted red lips to her intoxicated eyes, wanting to verify further. “Are you actually drunk or not?”

“Drunk.”

…Don’t people usually say they’re not drunk? Yu Xi’s hand, hanging at her side, twitched. She asked again, “If you’re drunk, how do you still know who I am?”

“Because you’re beautiful.” Yuan Yue’s mischievous little hand touched her face, her fingertips delicately tracing her features. She squinted and smiled, her exhaled breath was like an orchid⁸. “Did you know? The first time I saw you, I wanted to…”

“Wanted to what?”

“Kiss, you.”

As she said the word “kiss,” Yuan Yue’s fingers happened to land on those thin, sexy lips, her gaze fixed on them adoringly.

To be honest, Yu Xi was very surprised. Surprised that Yuan Yue was also a lesbian, and even more surprised that this person’s lust-guts wrapped around the heavens⁹, and had already had improper designs on her when she got in her car.

She hadn’t shown any signs the last few times. Was it the alcohol that brought out her true feelings?

Yu Xi had no time to think about it, because Yuan Yue was cupping her face, about to kiss her, but was blocked by Yu Xi’s hand.

“Can’t I even have one kiss? Why are you so stingy?” came Yuan Yue’s dissatisfied complaint.

If she weren’t afraid of ruining the atmosphere, Yu Xi would have laughed out loud. She pinched Yuan Yue’s chin, not too lightly and not too hard, and said to this messy and horny woman, “You’re too dirty. Take a shower first.”

After she’s clean, it won’t just be a kiss.

…

Yuan Yue had a wonderful spring dream¹⁰. In the dream, she and Yu Xi hugged, kissed, and made love.

They were like two thirsty fish, greedily drawing sustenance from each other, endlessly entangled…

Yuan Yue sat up with a start, but couldn’t hold it for even a second before her body collapsed back down.

Her mind was groggy and her body was limp, unable to muster any strength. She knew later and realized later¹¹ that she had accidentally gotten drunk last night and gotten into Yuan Xi’s car. As for everything that happened after, she couldn’t remember it clearly.

The deepest impression was still that incredible spring dream from last night. She admitted she had been lonely for too long, but surely she wasn’t so absurd as to do that kind of thing with Yu Xi, someone she had only met twice???

Was she really that hungry inside?

“Ahhhhhh——” Yuan Yue let out a scream and shook her head hard, which only made her dizzier. It felt like she was catching a cold.

Forcing herself to sit up through the discomfort, Yuan Yue vaguely sensed something was wrong. She looked down and found she was completely naked!

Wait, what are all these mottled red marks on my body???

Wasn’t it Yuan Xi who brought me home last night?!

But she clearly remembered getting into Yuan Xi’s car at the end!

This gave her a terrible fright. All of Yuan Yue’s drowsiness vanished. She scrambled to check her lower body and was horrified to find it was slightly red, swollen, and uncomfortable. This was clearly…

Not daring to think any further, Yuan Yue was completely stunned.

A piece of music suddenly rang out in the quiet room. Yuan Yue was given another solid scare, reacting a beat too late that it was her phone ringing. She scrambled toward the nightstand.

Seeing it was a call from Yuan Xi, Yuan Yue answered without thinking. Before the other side could speak, she asked impatiently, “Ge¹², who on earth brought me home last night?”

Yuan Xi on the other end of the line was taken aback for a moment. “I think it was your neighbor.”

“Neighbor?” This answer was completely unexpected.

“Yeah. I called last night to confirm you got home safely, and your neighbor answered. She said you were already asleep.”

Yuan Yue was horrified. Her building had four units per floor, with both men and women. Which neighbor was it???

She was still in shock and hadn’t recovered when she heard Yuan Xi add, “Oh, right. She said her name was Yu Xi.”

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