Chapter 60 I want to make love to you

Most of the Qin family's servants were busy with the banquet. Moreover, Shi Yunyang was a frequent guest at the Qin household, so her sneaking Zuo Qinghuan into Qin Wanshu's room didn't draw much attention.

Once inside Qin Wanshu's room, Zuo Qinghuan immediately entered the bathroom and washed all the makeup off her face. Looking at her refined and elegant reflection in the mirror, she smiled with satisfaction. She couldn't help but admit that Qin Wanshu was even more meticulous than she had anticipated. Qin Wanshu knew she wouldn't enjoy such an atmosphere. Thinking about Qin Wanshu, Zuo Qinghuan is heart warmed. That woman was unbelievably perfect.

Zuo Qinghuan then noticed the surprisingly large bathroom. The central bathtub was spacious, and she imagined how comfortable bathing there would be. Since the banquet wouldn't end soon, she decided to take a bath and wait for Qin Wanshu, clean and refreshed.

This was Qin Wanshu's shampoo. This was Qin Wanshu's body wash. The familiar and pleasant scents made Zuo Qinghuan feel as if her skin was in intimate contact with Qin Wanshu's.

After bathing, she grabbed a neatly folded towel from the side, wrapped it around her graceful figure, and stepped out of the bathroom. Qin Wanshu's bedroom wasn't large, about the same size as the bathroom. On one side of the room, something that seemed like wallpaper was actually a door. Zuo Qinghuan curiously tugged it, and it opened to reveal that Qin Wanshu's bedroom was connected to her study. However, Zuo Qinghuan didn't enter the study. Instead, she gently closed the door, preferring the coziness of Qin Wanshu's bed. The bedsheets and covers were uniformly beige, with warm and soft tones. Zuo Qinghuan climbed onto the bed and buried her face in Qin Wanshu's pillow, inhaling the unique scent of Qin Wanshu that gave her a sense of peace and obsession. Surrounded by Qin Wanshu's essence, Zuo Qinghuan unknowingly fell asleep. In her dreams, she felt as if Qin Wanshu was holding her, enveloped by that comforting scent.

When Qin Wanshu returned, she was greeted by this sight: Zuo Qinghuan lying asleep on her bed, wrapped in a thin towel, her long straight hair cascading to one side. Her delicate neck, the sensual curve of her collarbone, her smooth, fair skin, and her slender legs were all exposed. The combination of youthful innocence and mature sensuality made it hard to look away.

Qin Wanshu watched Zuo Qinghuan for a moment. Even though the air conditioning was on, she was worried that Zuo Qinghuan might catch a chill with so much skin exposed. Approaching the bed, Qin Wanshu gently pulled a nearby blanket over her. Zuo Qinghuan sensed Qin Wanshu's presence and groggily opened her eyes. Upon seeing Qin Wanshu's face, she immediately became alert.

"You're finally back," Zuo Qinghuan exclaimed, climbing up excitedly.

"Have you been waiting long?" Qin Wanshu smiled gently and apologetically at Zuo Qinghuan.

"Not too long." Falling asleep and waking up to Qin Wanshu felt wonderful.

Qin Wanshu reached out and lightly patted Zuo Qinghuan is head. She was concerned that Zuo Qinghuan might have felt neglected tonight, as she had been unable to speak to her while watching her from afar.

"Qin Wanshu, happy birthday," Zuo Qinghuan said softly, hugging Qin Wanshu and burying her face in her neck.

"Silly girl," Qin Wanshu replied with a laugh, this time returning the embrace without hesitation.

"Qin Wanshu, you looked stunning tonight. No woman has ever worn a cheongsam as beautifully as you did," Zuo Qinghuan praised sincerely. The way Qin Wanshu's figure filled out the dress—her waist, chest, and hips—was both elegant and sensual.

Qin Wanshu's smile deepened. She could smell her own scent lingering on Zuo Qinghuan.

"Help me unzip. I need to take a shower," Qin Wanshu said softly, intending to freshen up.

"Okay." Zuo Qinghuan moved behind Qin Wanshu. Her fingers, though trembling with nervousness, clumsily brushed against Qin Wanshu's bare back several times before managing to unzip the dress. Qin Wanshu's figure was familiar to Zuo Qinghuan, having been admired and even touched in secret. But now, with Qin Wanshu standing before her, her desire grew unbearable. When the cheongsam was removed, Zuo Qinghuan wrapped her arms around Qin Wanshu from behind. Her fingers traced upward to Qin Wanshu's full bosom.

Qin Wanshu's back felt sensitive to the touch, a mix of ticklish and tingly sensations. What unsettled her most was Zuo Qinghuan is hands exploring her chest. Even through the undergarment, the gentle caresses and squeezes at the peaks made her nipples stiffen. This unfamiliar sensation left Qin Wanshu flustered.

"Stop it," Qin Wanshu said, grabbing Zuo Qinghuan is wandering hands. Feigning calmness, she removed her cheongsam and entered the bathroom.

Zuo Qinghuan smiled faintly, feeling that Qin Wanshu had fled. Qin Wanshu's restraint and conservatism in such matters were endearing. Zuo Qinghuan stared at her fingers that had just touched Qin Wanshu, savoring the soft and incredible sensation still lingering on her fingertips. Looking at the partially closed bathroom door, a wild thought crossed her mind: she wanted to make love to Qin Wanshu, passionately and recklessly. This unprecedented desire burned intensely, fueled by her fear of losing Qin Wanshu.

Qin Wanshu opted for a shower. Seeing her still slightly stiffened chest, she wondered if this was desire. For the first time, she felt like a normal woman with desires, yet this new sensation also filled her with fear. Many fears stem from the unknown, and Qin Wanshu's own desire was unfamiliar. She closed her eyes, letting the water wash away the sparks ignited by Zuo Qinghuan is touch. Though faint, sparks could still grow into a wildfire.

Suddenly, Qin Wanshu felt someone embrace her from behind. The smooth skin pressed against her own, and she opened her eyes to see the naked Zuo Qinghuan holding her.

Zuo Qinghuan pressed her lips to Qin Wanshu's, silencing any words of refusal. Her leg slid between Qin Wanshu's thighs. Even though Zuo Qinghuan had never been with a woman before, her understanding of her own body made pleasing another woman less daunting.

Qin Wanshu hadn't expected such passion from Zuo Qinghuan. Her eyes burned with undisguised desire, a heat so intense it nearly scorched Qin Wanshu. She momentarily forgot to resist, passively accepting Zuo Qinghuan is fervent kisses. Zuo Qinghuan is hands roamed over her body, seemingly aimless but driven by profound yearning.

"Qin Wanshu, I want to make love to you," Zuo Qinghuan whispered seductively, her lips trailing down Qin Wanshu's neck to her ear.

Hearing such candid and provocative words, Qin Wanshu's heart skipped a beat. She wanted to refuse but couldn't find her voice. The sensation of Zuo Qinghuan is leg pressing and moving against her was overwhelming, leaving her body unresponsive to her will.

"Don't resist this feeling. It's not uncomfortable at all; it's wonderful. Just feel it and go with it. You'll fall in love with this," Zuo Qinghuan coaxed, sensing Qin Wanshu's stiffness. She gently stroked Qin Wanshu's back, both soothing and enticing her.

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