RPDPHW Chapter 62

Suddenly feeling a chill in her chest, Zhong Shujin was struck with panic. She quickly tightened her embrace around Gu Qingyin and explained hurriedly, “Qingqing, don’t… don’t be angry! I… I just thought…”

“What did you think?!” Gu Qingyin bit down hard on Zhong Shujin’s chin in frustration and snapped, “If you don’t want to take responsibility, just say it outright! It’s not like I’d force you! Do you really have to torment me like this to be happy?!”

Seeing the mist gathering in Gu Qingyin’s eyes, Zhong Shujin’s heart ached.

“No, no! It’s not like that! I don’t want to avoid responsibility! I like you!” Zhong Shujin hurriedly cupped Gu Qingyin’s face and pleaded anxiously, “And I wasn’t trying to bully you! I just… I just don’t want to see you suffer…”

“But now I feel even worse!” Gu Qingyin, exasperated, pinched Zhong Shujin’s waist hard. “Do you want me to let you experience this unbearable feeling too?!”

That unbearable feeling was truly agonizing. The worst part was that Zhong Shujin had done so much to tease and arouse her, only to stop at the most critical moment!

Reluctant?

As if she would ever want to be with anyone else besides this person! Whether she was willing or not—what difference did it make? It was just a matter of time!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The mist in her eyes gradually condensed, and before she could blink, two teardrops rolled down.

At this, Zhong Shujin completely forgot about the heat rising in her own body. She quickly reached out with her thumb to wipe Gu Qingyin’s tears, her voice full of distress. “Qingqing, don’t cry! I… I really didn’t mean to make you feel this way…”

Those tears weren’t shed from sadness or pain but purely from frustration with Zhong Shujin.

Feeling restless, Gu Qingyin swatted Zhong Shujin’s hand away. Suppressing the raging desire within her, she sat up abruptly, grabbed the clothes scattered on the bed to cover herself, and threw the heavy blanket over Zhong Shujin, covering her bare body.

Seeing Zhong Shujin staring at her eagerly, Gu Qingyin let out an exasperated shout, “Lie down and stop moving around!”

“Where are you going…?”

Zhong Shujin didn’t obey but instead hesitantly grabbed Gu Qingyin’s wrist. When her gaze landed on the red marks covering Gu Qingyin’s collarbone, she couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Gu Qingyin gritted her teeth in frustration. “Stop staring! Since you won’t touch me, of course, I have to take care of it myself!”

Take care of it herself?

Zhong Shujin’s eyes widened in shock.

How could that be?! With her right here, how could she let Qingqing handle it on her own?

Before she could think twice, she pulled Gu Qingyin back forcefully, wrapping her arms around her. “I… I’ll help you…”

Seeing Zhong Shujin’s flushed cheeks, Gu Qingyin let out a cold scoff. “Ha, you think I’d still believe you?”

Her expression practically had disdain written all over it.

As Gu Qingyin struggled to sit up, Zhong Shujin suddenly felt indignant. She hurriedly moved forward. “Then I’ll prove it to you!”

In her excitement, she instinctively pulled away the robe Gu Qingyin had just draped over herself.

The flushed skin, the graceful curves, the dense forest, the glistening moisture—everything was laid bare before her, with nothing left to the imagination.

Zhong Shujin’s face instantly burned. She swallowed again, her trembling hands reaching toward Gu Qingyin’s chest.

However, before she could make contact, Gu Qingyin had already seized her wrists and thrown her back onto the bedding.

Zhong Shujin was stunned. “Qingqing… what do you mean by this…?”

She still had the nerve to ask?

Gu Qingyin let out a laugh in sheer frustration. Instead of answering, she swiftly stripped away the last remaining pieces of clothing on Zhong Shujin. Before Zhong Shujin could even sit up, Gu Qingyin had already straddled her.

Zhong Shujin stared blankly at the series of actions unfolding before her. Just as she was about to ask another question, her gaze was completely drawn in by the sight before her.

Now, neither of them had a single thread of clothing between them.

Gu Qingyin’s dense forest was pressing directly against Zhong Shujin’s abdomen, while the delicate petals between her legs were firmly pressed against Zhong Shujin’s bare skin.

The nectar that had previously been pooling between her thighs now trickled down onto Zhong Shujin’s body, tracing along the warmth of their pressed-together flesh.

Zhong Shujin’s breath hitched. She didn’t dare to keep staring and quickly shifted her gaze upward.

But even after looking away, the scene before her only made her heartbeat race even faster.

Gu Qingyin’s face was flushed with a deep red, an unresolved frustration still lingering in her expression. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breath more erratic than before—whether from arousal or lingering anger at Zhong Shujin, it was hard to tell.

Her long, waterfall-like hair cascaded over her shoulders, strands loosely veiling the proud peaks of her chest. Yet with each breath she took, the obscured view teased just enough to make it impossible to look away. It was almost irresistible—the urge to brush away those strands and reveal everything beneath them.

That thought crossed Zhong Shujin’s mind, and instinctively, she reached out to do just that.

However, before she could, Gu Qingyin slapped her hand away once more.

“You are not allowed to touch me!”

Before Zhong Shujin could brush away Gu Qingyin’s cascading hair, Gu Qingyin had already swept it behind her herself.

With that, everything was laid bare before Zhong Shujin’s eyes, unobstructed.

Her gaze locked onto Gu Qingyin, captivated, as if entranced. After a moment of dazed silence, she murmured, “Why?”

Why?

She still had the nerve to ask why?

Gu Qingyin leaned down, pinning Zhong Shujin’s hands to the sides. A mysterious smile played at her lips.

“You’ll understand soon enough.”

It was about time Zhong Shujin experienced firsthand exactly why she was so angry. Maybe then this dense block of wood would finally understand.

With that, Gu Qingyin lowered her head, capturing Zhong Shujin’s lips in a searing kiss. She tangled their tongues together, leading Zhong Shujin into a feverish dance.

The kiss was hot, possessive—domineering in every sense.

Just as Zhong Shujin instinctively moved to deepen it, Gu Qingyin suddenly pulled back, retreating just enough to leave her yearning.

Frustrated, Zhong Shujin wanted to muster some pride and ignore her, but Gu Qingyin wouldn’t allow it—gripping her chin, she claimed her lips again.

As if she could ever truly refuse.

A lingering, intoxicating kiss, yet no chance to properly respond—only a growing, unbearable need left unfulfilled.

Gu Qingyin maintained absolute control, pressing Zhong Shujin firmly beneath her.

Her hands, free to roam, found their way to Zhong Shujin’s chest, skillfully teasing and caressing.

A soft, helpless moan escaped Zhong Shujin’s lips. “Mmh… ah…”

Caught off guard by the sudden stimulation, Zhong Shujin gasped sharply.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyin smirked mischievously and lowered her head once more, licking and nibbling along Zhong Shujin’s collarbone. One hand restrained Zhong Shujin’s attempt to touch her, while the other continued its teasing exploration.

She knew exactly where every sensitive spot on this body was—even with her eyes closed, she could find them without fail.

Because she was far too familiar with it.

After countless nights of entanglement, there wasn’t an inch of Zhong Shujin’s body she didn’t know intimately.

And sure enough, just as she expected.

It didn’t take long before Zhong Shujin was utterly lost in the haze of desire.

“Mm… Qingqing…”

She tried to reach out and embrace Gu Qingyin, but Gu Qingyin refused to grant her that opportunity.

She had said she wouldn’t let her touch her—and she meant it.

Being teased to the point of unbearable need yet unable to hold the one she longed for, Zhong Shujin’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she pleaded desperately, “Why won’t you let me hold you?”

Only then did Gu Qingyin finally stop, straightening up with satisfaction. “If you touch me even a little more, I’ll only feel worse. So now, do you finally understand how I felt?”

If she had allowed Zhong Shujin to keep playing around like before, the fire burning inside her would have only grown more unbearable.

“I…”

The moment Zhong Shujin parted her lips to speak, she felt the unmistakable warmth of liquid spilling from within her.

Clearly, Gu Qingyin’s teasing had easily aroused her beyond control.

Her face flushed red with embarrassment.

But this was exactly the moment Gu Qingyin had been waiting for. Ignoring Zhong Shujin’s shy, crimson-stained expression, she reached out, deftly twirling the damp, silken strands between her fingers.

“You want it?”

Her voice was laced with teasing amusement.

At that moment, Zhong Shujin immediately understood—there was no way Gu Qingyin would satisfy her so easily this time. Summoning her last bit of pride, she retorted, “I don’t!”

Hearing this, Gu Qingyin suddenly smiled seductively. “But *I* want it. What should we do about that?”

Zhong Shujin froze, her heartbeat pounding like thunder.

Before she could react, Gu Qingyin had already taken the opportunity to part her legs.

Zhong Shujin watched in a daze, barely processing what was happening. But at the next moment, she felt a warm, intimate touch between her thighs.

“Qingqing, you—”

Zhong Shujin snapped back to her senses, propping herself up slightly in shock.

“Mmm…”

Gu Qingyin’s eyes fluttered half-closed as a soft, pleased moan escaped her lips.

Their legs were intertwined, bodies pressed so closely together that no space remained.

At that moment, the velvety warmth between Zhong Shujin’s legs was met with an equally soft and heated touch—Gu Qingyin’s delicate petals pressing directly against her own.

A slight movement, and slick nectar began to trickle down from where their bodies met, seeping into the sheets below.

Before Zhong Shujin could fully adjust, Gu Qingyin gripped her thighs, pulling her in closer—making sure their most intimate places fit together even more tightly.

“Ah—!”

The moment the friction began, Zhong Shujin finally lost control, a deep, breathy moan escaping her lips.

This kind of stimulation—neither of them had ever experienced it before.

Heavy breaths and soft, trembling moans echoed through the room, blending together so seamlessly that it was impossible to tell whose voice was whose.

In the end, Zhong Shujin was the first to succumb.

After soaking the sheets beneath her, she finally lost all strength, collapsing weakly onto the bed.

But Gu Qingyin didn’t seem satisfied just yet.

“Ah-Jin…”

The way she gasped, Zhong Shujin’s name, lips slightly parted, voice trembling—it was utterly intoxicating.

Zhong Shujin barely had time to recover, and before she could sit up again, Gu Qingyin’s next movements left her utterly stunned.

Gu Qingyin still kept her legs tightly pressed against Zhong Shujin, but now, her hands had begun to explore her own body.

Starting from the delicate curve of her neck, her fingers traced downward in a slow, tantalizing caress.

Her half-lidded eyes shimmered with dazed desire.

When her hands reached her chest, she let out another breathless whisper. “Ah-Jin…”

And then, she started kneading the softness beneath her fingers.

“Mm… ah…”

The moment that breathy moan slipped from her lips, heat surged through Zhong Shujin’s veins.

But Gu Qingyin’s wandering hand wasn’t content to stop there—it continued moving downward, inching ever closer to that lush, hidden garden.

At that sight, Zhong Shujin felt her entire body tense, her blood burning as if it would burst through her veins.

Without hesitation, she shot forward, seizing Gu Qingyin’s wrist.

In one swift motion, she flipped them over—pinning Gu Qingyin beneath her on the bed.

“Qingqing… don’t move… let me… let me do it…”

Scorching kisses trailed over Gu Qingyin’s sweat-kissed face, pressing gently against every inch of her delicate skin.

The hand that had been teasing that soft mound was now replaced by Zhong Shujin’s own, claiming it as hers.

And finally, that lush, overflowing garden welcomed the touch of the one she loved.