Chapter 32

Perhaps buoyed by the alcohol, Qin Wanshu succumbed to her feelings for Zuo Qinghuan. Or maybe the scene was just too intimate at that moment. When Zuo Qinghuan's lips came closer, Qin Wanshu did not push her away, silently allowing the situation to unfold.

Zuo Qinghuan sensed that Qin Wanshu was no longer as guarded as before, even indulging her actions. So, she took her time, moving slowly and gently. Zuo Qinghuan's tongue softly traced Qin Wanshu's lips, as if inviting her to open up, but that was far from enough. Zuo Qinghuan wanted to stir the deep-seated emotions and desires within Qin Wanshu, which were as rich and exquisite as aged wine buried underground for years. However, she knew that with a woman like Qin Wanshu, she needed the patience of a hunter; rushing would lead to failure.

Qin Wanshu did not feel the need to guard herself. The kiss felt so tender, unlike any she had experienced before—so gentle that she didn't want to resist. She softly closed her eyes, not rejecting this kiss.

Zuo Qinghuan's tongue gently pried open Qin Wanshu's lips. It felt as if her tongue had a mind of its own, stirring up an uncontrollable excitement within her. She realized how soft and fragrant a woman's lips could be, how sweet and enticing. She gently kissed Qin Wanshu's shy and hesitant tongue, which recoiled in bashfulness.

Zuo Qinghuan's hand slid around Qin Wanshu's waist, drawing her body closer involuntarily, making Zuo Qinghuan feel a heat rising within her.

Zuo Qinghuan's hand gently caressed Qin Wanshu's back as her leg slipped between Qin Wanshu's legs, and her lips slowly moved to Qin Wanshu's pale neck, the warm touch pressing against her skin.

Qin Wanshu felt that heat, experiencing a strange restlessness. Her body didn't know whether it liked it or not, but it wasn't as apathetic as usual.

As Zuo Qinghuan's lips moved toward her collarbone, trying to remove Qin Wanshu's clothes, she held Zuo Qinghuan's daring hand.

"No." Qin Wanshu's face was tinged with a lovely color; although her eyes were a bit hazy from the alcohol, her voice was firm, exuding an aura of restraint.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Zuo Qinghuan asked.

Qin Wanshu shook her head, which left Zuo Qinghuan somewhat satisfied. Not being uncomfortable was a good sign.

"And are you comfortable?" Zuo Qinghuan asked again; this was the key question, related to sexual happiness.

Qin Wanshu shook her head again.

Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's expression, which didn't seem to indicate she was lying. Was Qin Wanshu really cold when it came to sexual desire?

"So, does it feel good?" Zuo Qinghuan pressed on.

Qin Wanshu nodded and then shook her head again.

"What kind of feeling is that?" Zuo Qinghuan continued to ask, also curious about how Qin Wanshu felt under her seduction.

Qin Wanshu didn't want to answer and felt tired. With the drink, it was common for her to feel drowsy. "I'm sleepy," Qin Wanshu murmured, tilting her head towards Zuo Qinghuan.

Zuo Qinghuan felt disappointed to hear "I'm sleepy." She had hoped that Qin Wanshu would become playful after drinking, but instead, she just wanted to sleep. Zuo Qinghuan found this very sad, but considering that she could spend the night with Qin Wanshu, her happiness returned, especially when Qin Wanshu leaned against her shoulder. Zuo Qinghuan felt soft as a feather and naturally wrapped her arms around Qin Wanshu's waist.

"Come on, let's sleep in the bed," Zuo Qinghuan said, taking advantage of the fact that Qin Wanshu wasn't completely asleep yet, and quickly helped her onto the bed. Qin Wanshu clung to the pillow and soon fell asleep.

Zuo Qinghuan was worried that Qin Wanshu wouldn't be comfortable sleeping in her underwear, so she decided to unbutton Qin Wanshu's shirt, revealing a lilac bra that perfectly shaped her full breasts and the sensual cleavage between them. That woman's body was truly incredible; Zuo Qinghuan already knew this from the last time she had peeked, but seeing it so directly and vividly was really impressive. She just wanted Qin Wanshu to sleep comfortably; she had no intention of looking, Zuo Qinghuan defended herself in her thoughts. But was it really necessary to remove even the most intimate layer? Although Zuo Qinghuan tried to be careful, she still disturbed Qin Wanshu, who slightly furrowed her brow but did not open her eyes.

After removing Qin Wanshu's most intimate layer, Zuo Qinghuan couldn't help but look at the pink petals hidden beneath the hair, closed and mysterious. Zuo Qinghuan thought that if she had a little less humanity, she would like to reach out and touch, to play a little; she wanted to touch Qin Wanshu from head to toe.

After undressing Qin Wanshu, Zuo Qinghuan rushed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and came out. She peeked at Qin Wanshu's body again before grabbing a set of her pajamas to put on her. Given Qin Wanshu's personality, she would probably be angry in the morning when she realized she had been undressed while drunk. Although Zuo Qinghuan loved to tease Qin Wanshu, she didn't dare to truly cross her boundaries; she understood that those who seemed gentle could be even more terrifying when they were angry.

At that moment, Qin Wanshu's phone rang. Zuo Qinghuan picked it up and saw that it was a call from Han Shibin. Without a second thought, Zuo Qinghuan hung up the phone. A mischievous smile appeared on her lips as she thought about how she had managed to keep Qin Wanshu with her that night. Would Han Shibin be anxiously waiting for his wife to come home? What kind of scene would unfold tomorrow when Qin Wanshu returned home and confronted him? Would he question his wife for not coming back at night? The thought amused Zuo Qinghuan.

Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's beautiful sleeping face. This woman had such defined eyebrows, stunning eyes, and a beautifully shaped nose; she was exquisite, and her lips were incredibly alluring. She truly was a delicate beauty, a woman who made someone want to possess her.

Zuo Qinghuan gently kissed Qin Wanshu's lips and then her forehead before lying down beside her. If there were to be a next time, she wouldn't let Qin Wanshu escape so easily, Zuo Qinghuan thought. She couldn't always be so chivalrous. Zuo Qinghuan pressed her body closer to Qin Wanshu, savoring the faint perfume that emanated from her, a subtle fragrance that made her feel a certain degree of dependence.

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