Chapter 92 A New Type of Desire: The Transformation of Qin Wanshu

Chapter 92 A New Type of Desire: The Transformation of Qin Wanshu

"Alright, I'll leave you to clean up. I'll wait for you in the living room." Qin Wanshu withdrew her hand, leaving the kitchen and returning to the living room. Only then did she notice her heart was beating a little faster. Could it be that Zuo Qinghuan was naturally flirtatious?

Zuo Qinghuan couldn't help the corners of her mouth from turning up, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Qin Wanshu was still a little shy when it came to these things and needed some coaxing. For now, she should tidy up the kitchen and make sure they both had something to eat. Only then would they have the energy for the warm contentment that often led to desire.

Zuo Qinghuan quickly cleaned up the kitchen, which Qin Wanshu had left in a bit of a mess. She decided to cook two bowls of noodles, the quickest thing to prepare. Every minute felt precious, every second she wished she could spend it with Qin Wanshu, preferably doing the kinds of things lovers do. That would make life complete.

Qin Wanshu hadn't been waiting long in the living room when she saw Zuo Qinghuan carrying in two steaming bowls of beef noodles.

"I was worried you'd be waiting too long. Is it alright if we just have noodles tonight?" Zuo Qinghuan asked.

"Okay." The delicious-looking slices of beef, the perfectly fried golden egg, and the vibrant green vegetables looked and smelled wonderful, instantly making Qin Wanshu's stomach rumble. Even the most extravagant and delicious meals at the Qin family couldn't give Qin Wanshu such an appetite. Perhaps it was because of the person she was sharing the meal with.

Zuo Qinghuan waited for Qin Wanshu to pick up her chopsticks before starting her own meal.

"Do you like it?" Zuo Qinghuan asked.

"It's delicious." Qin Wanshu nodded. She really liked this feeling. This was simple, everyday happiness.

Only then did Zuo Qinghuan begin to eat her noodles with gusto. Apparently, in Japan, slurping noodles was a sign of enjoyment. Qin Wanshu listened to the sounds Zuo Qinghuan made while eating, and a smile couldn't help but spread across her face. Qin Wanshu, who had been taught since childhood not to make noise while eating, also wanted to try eating like that to see if it would taste even better. However, no matter how hard Qin Wanshu tried, she couldn't make a sound. It seemed that letting go of deeply ingrained habits wasn't that easy.

"Qinghuan, being with you makes me feel like I've changed." The former her had very little desire for anything. Perhaps it was because all her needs had been met from the beginning, so her longing for things had lessened. It was like the desire for food. Having eaten delicacies since childhood, she lacked the drive for it. No matter what she ate, she couldn't feel truly satisfied. This desire for food seemed to have suddenly awakened after meeting Zuo Qinghuan. Clearly, Zuo Qinghuan's cooking skills could never compare to those of the Qin family's chefs, yet the feeling was so completely different.

"Changed in what way?" Zuo Qinghuan stopped eating and looked at Qin Wanshu. She hadn't noticed any change in Qin Wanshu.

"I have more desires." Qin Wanshu was referring to various broader desires, like the desire for food, not realizing that this sentence could easily be misinterpreted by someone with a dirty mind.

Zuo Qinghuan heard this and looked up at Qin Wanshu in surprise, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Sure enough, it had been misinterpreted. Could it be that Li Xin was right? Women in their thirties were like wolves. But it was good to have more desires, so she could keep up with her own insatiable needs.

"That's for the best, so I'm not left wanting more every time." Zuo Qinghuan's gaze at Qin Wanshu became noticeably more intense. Zuo Qinghuan wanted to finish dinner quickly. Thinking of the exciting night ahead, she felt an irrepressible excitement in her heart, and even a slight heat bloomed between her legs. Her desire for Qin Wanshu was incredibly strong, especially after their brief separation. She couldn't wait to have Qin Wanshu under her and caress her.

Qin Wanshu saw Zuo Qinghuan's suggestive gaze and only then realized how suggestive and playfully teasing her own words had just been. It wasn't something a proper lady should say. She felt shy and awkward, not daring to look at Zuo Qinghuan.

"I was talking about the desire for food..." The more Qin Wanshu explained, the more she felt like she was making things worse. Even Qin Wanshu herself felt like she was digging herself into a deeper hole.

"Qin Wanshu, actually, I prefer it if your desire for me has increased..." Zuo Qinghuan leaned closer to Qin Wanshu, her lips almost touching Qin Wanshu's earlobe. Her hand under the table boldly slid towards Qin Wanshu's thigh and slowly moved higher.

Qin Wanshu immediately felt Zuo Qinghuan's wandering hand and instinctively squeezed her legs together to prevent Zuo Qinghuan from misbehaving. However, this only trapped Zuo Qinghuan's hand between her thighs, making the situation even more suggestive. Qin Wanshu didn't know whether to open her legs or keep them closed. This was still at the dinner table. Qin Wanshu's ears and face must have turned completely red.

"Not here..." Qin Wanshu protested, although she could feel her body responding to Zuo Qinghuan's teasing. But anywhere other than the bed, Qin Wanshu couldn't bring herself to let go.

"Okay, we'll go to bed later." Zuo Qinghuan thought about the long night they still had to enjoy each other. Not wanting to rush and devour Qin Wanshu immediately, she leaned back, reluctantly withdrawing her fingers from between Qin Wanshu's thighs.

Zuo Qinghuan got up to clear the table, while Qin Wanshu sat stiffly, trying to suppress the flames Zuo Qinghuan had ignited. Her body was becoming increasingly susceptible to Zuo Qinghuan's influence. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? Qin Wanshu felt the need to return to her room and reread the Tao Te Ching to calm the fire in her body and heart. Ever since she had given in to Zuo Qinghuan, it was as if a dam had broken, and she was spiraling out of control.

Zuo Qinghuan washed her hands, came out of the kitchen, and entered the bedroom. She found Qin Wanshu sitting at the head of the bed, reading a book. Zuo Qinghuan didn't really believe that Qin Wanshu could still concentrate on reading at this moment. When would she be able to ignite Qin Wanshu's passion in this area and turn her passivity into initiative? It seemed like a significant undertaking with a long way to go. However, this reserved Qin Wanshu had a unique charm. Thinking of Qin Wanshu wanting something but not daring to ask for it, her shy yet inviting demeanor was truly enchanting and captivating.

"Does the Tao Te Ching teach you a method of 'gathering yin to supplement yang'?" Zuo Qinghuan sat down beside Qin Wanshu, hugged her from behind, and cupped Qin Wanshu's breasts in her hands. She pressed her soft body tightly against Qin Wanshu's back and whispered.

"Nonsense!" Qin Wanshu felt her breasts firm up under Zuo Qinghuan's touch.

"Doesn't it? How about I teach you?" Gathering yin to supplement yang – both of them would benefit, right? Zuo Qinghuan's lips pressed against Qin Wanshu's neck and began to suck gently. There would probably be a love bite left there tomorrow.

"Can you?" Qin Wanshu retorted. As women, there was no reason why she should always be teased by this person without any power to resist.

"Whether I can or not, you'll find out later. Shall we take a shower first?" Zuo Qinghuan really liked watching their intimate moments in the full-length mirror in the bathroom; she found it incredibly stimulating.

Qin Wanshu nodded. She liked to feel clean before doing that, a cleansing before the baptism of love.

Qin Wanshu stood up. Zuo Qinghuan couldn't bear even a moment of separation. She entangled Qin Wanshu's lips in a somewhat urgent and passionate kiss. The short distance from the bed to the bathroom took them a long time to traverse. When they reached the bathroom, Zuo Qinghuan began to undress Qin Wanshu. Piece by piece, Qin Wanshu's clothes were peeled off by Zuo Qinghuan, revealing her exquisite and perfect figure. This made Zuo Qinghuan's gaze even more intense. Qin Wanshu somewhat awkwardly took off Zuo Qinghuan's clothes. Zuo Qinghuan's waist was very slender, and her proportions were extremely harmonious, exuding a delicate charm that made one instinctively want to cherish her. Her short hair revealed her fair neck and collarbones, making her even more seductive. Touching it felt a little prickly and also a bit tingly.

The only slight imperfection was that her hair was too short. Zuo Qinghuan looked at her reflection in the mirror with a hint of dissatisfaction. However, fortunately, she had delicate and refined features, so it wasn't too jarring. But when she thought of the image of her bald head buried between Qin Wanshu's legs later, Zuo Qinghuan felt even more wicked, yet inexplicably more excited. Okay, she definitely had the potential to be twisted and perverted.

"Do you think I look ugly without hair?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu, wanting to make sure that her image in her goddess's heart was undamaged before she could relax.

"No, you are the most beautiful person in my heart." Qin Wanshu said reassuringly. Zuo Qinghuan looked good with both long and short hair, but with short hair, Zuo Qinghuan looked too young. Qin Wanshu didn't like looking significantly older than Zuo Qinghuan, so she still preferred Zuo Qinghuan to grow her hair longer in the future. The hand that Zuo Qinghuan used to touch her became increasingly suggestive.