PSMD – Chapter 30

A wonderful kiss can be intoxicating and is an extremely important step, like winding up a toy car to make it run.

Shen Ningruo supported herself with her hands on either side, preventing herself from falling back too quickly.

She saw Qiu Yang’s efforts and was very cooperative. Her head was held up, receiving the kiss led by Qiu Yang.

Qiu Yang would bite her lip for a moment, and if she used a little too much force, she would immediately soothe it with a lick, then dive her tongue back inside.

They used the same toothpaste, so their mouths tasted identical, both carrying a hint of mint.

Qiu Yang’s fingertips slowly tapped on Shen Ningruo’s jawline, as if composing music with its own rhythm.

Shen Ningruo’s heartbeat gradually synchronized with this action. She felt controlled, but soon Qiu Yang’s fingertips moved from her jaw to her ear, tracing its outline.

This sensation made Shen Ningruo feel like she had been electrocuted eight hundred times, her whole body invaded and conquered by numbness.

Some of Qiu Yang’s hair had fallen loose again. Shen Ningruo still felt a bit ticklish, but she had no free hands to brush it away, and she was out of strength.

Qiu Yang probably wanted to finish quickly. The kiss didn’t last long before she lowered her head slightly, nudged Shen Ningruo’s chin with her nose, and then, without hesitation, pressed her lips onto it. After a few seconds, she slowly moved down, even extending a small tip of her tongue to lick Shen Ningruo’s delicate, slender neck.

Shen Ningruo couldn’t help but swallow. Her senses were completely out of control, but she still tried to keep herself from falling back.

The atmosphere continued to heat up. Any casual touch could trigger an alarm, ringing non-stop. Everywhere Qiu Yang’s fingertips and tongue touched caused Shen Ningruo to tremble.

Shen Ningruo was wearing silk pajamas with a few buttons. Qiu Yang returned to kissing her lips, sucking and biting, while her hands gently began to unbutton her top.

Once the buttons were undone, Qiu Yang wasn’t in a hurry to pull the clothes off with her hands.

Her fingertips traced Shen Ningruo’s smooth skin, rubbing little by little. Then her lips moved down, taking hold of the unbuttoned neckline of Shen Ningruo’s top and pulling the garment aside.

She did this twice, but because Shen Ningruo was still supporting herself with her palms and arms, the clothes didn’t fall off but hung on her body.

“Shen Ningruo…” Qiu Yang’s voice was very low, but after calling her name, she stopped. She moved her legs away and stood on the floor.

Shen Ningruo had a great figure, everything was in the right place.

Qiu Yang blinked, using the light from the floor-to-ceiling window to see the breathtakingly beautiful painting before her eyes.

This painting had two areas of heavy ink, which were particularly noticeable on the delicate paper.

It wasn’t the first time Qiu Yang had seen it, but she still couldn’t help but swallow, then raised her hand and touched one of the spots with her fingertip.

Shen Ningruo’s body reacted immediately, shrinking back slightly. Qiu Yang leaned her head forward again, stopping just one centimeter away from Shen Ningruo.

She pursed her lips and gently blew a breath onto one of the heavily inked areas.

The breath carried a hint of coolness. Shen Ningruo swallowed with difficulty. She felt like she might be finished.

Just kissing Qiu Yang was enough to make her react easily. With Qiu Yang doing this now, she was completely unable to resist.

But she didn’t have time for further thought, because in the next second, one area was enveloped by a warm mouth.

Shen Ningruo completely lost her strength and fell back. Qiu Yang, however, followed her movement and pressed down on her.

Qiu Yang’s tongue was very agile, and her fingertips weren’t idle either, igniting fires everywhere.

Shen Ningruo clutched the bedsheet, her brain in a state of shutdown.

The single sofa was used after all. Qiu Yang was really afraid Shen Ningruo would renege, so she was even more dedicated, and the entire painting was fully captured in Qiu Yang’s eyes.

Shen Ningruo’s head tilted back further, resting against the back of the sofa, her slender neck exposed in the faint light.

Shen Ningruo was clearly struggling to bear it. She couldn’t help but part her lips slightly, and the moment Qiu Yang buried her head, a low moan escaped her throat, sounding particularly beautiful in the night filled only with gasps.

Qiu Yang didn’t miss this opportunity. She moved one free hand upwards, gently stroking Shen Ningruo’s lips, then inserted her index finger inside, tangling it with Shen Ningruo’s tongue.

“Xiao Yang…” Shen Ningruo called out indistinctly.

Qiu Yang responded distractedly with a nasal sound: “Hmm?”

But Shen Ningruo said nothing more, just bit Qiu Yang’s finger. However, this only intensified the reaction, and her cries were broken apart, scattering into every corner of the room.

Towards the end, Shen Ningruo had no strength left. She didn’t know how much time had passed.

Qiu Yang’s pajama pants were still neatly on. She was very service-minded, picking up Shen Ningruo and carrying her all the way to the bed.

“Want to take another shower?” Qiu Yang asked softly.

Shen Ningruo’s palm covered her forehead. She had been “eaten” by Qiu Yang several times tonight, and her body hadn’t returned to normal yet, still trembling slightly.

Hearing Qiu Yang ask, her voice was a little hoarse, but she still replied, “Later.”

“Okay.” Qiu Yang paused. “I’m going to the bathroom.”

“Do you need me to…” Shen Ningruo’s words were cut off by Qiu Yang before she could finish.

“No need.”

“If you help me, then I came for nothing tonight.”

“I’m here to pay a debt, not incur one.”

Qiu Yang’s voice wasn’t loud, and it was a bit low.

This answer was within Shen Ningruo’s expectations, which was also why she didn’t plan to take the initiative tonight.

She needed Qiu Yang to lower her guard first before she could continue with her plan.

Before Qiu Yang went to the bathroom, she also rummaged through her suitcase for a pair of underwear. Shen Ningruo saw everything.

The bathroom door closed, and soon the playful sound of water escaped from the crack under the door. Shen Ningruo recovered enough to pick up her phone and check the time.

It started around eight, and now it was just past nine.

A full hour.

Shen Ningruo: …

Indeed, an early start meant an early finish.

Qiu Yang came out after taking a shower. Much of her restlessness had dissipated, and the discomfort was almost gone.

She silently pulled back the covers and got in, without any communication with Shen Ningruo.

Shen Ningruo glanced at her, pursed her lips, and tacitly remained silent. She also got up to shower.

When she came out, she found Qiu Yang was already breathing evenly and asleep.

Shen Ningruo’s lips curved slightly. She lifted the covers and lay down gently on one side. She was facing Qiu Yang, but she didn’t make any moves, closing her eyes to invite sleep.

It was a tiring but also happy night.

Qiu Yang’s alarm went off at 7:50 AM. It was still a workday, and she had to go to work.

However, thanks to Shen Ningruo, she had gone to bed early last night and slept very well.

Shen Ningruo woke up a few minutes later. The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was Qiu Yang standing by her suitcase getting dressed, just a back view, but it instantly cleared her head.

Qiu Yang didn’t notice her and went to wash up first. Shen Ningruo watched Qiu Yang disappear from her sight, then sighed contentedly and got up to change clothes.

Qiu Yang finished washing up and put on light makeup before coming out of the bathroom. Shen Ningruo was leaning against the wall. Seeing her come out, she smiled and greeted her, “Morning.”

“Morning.” Qiu Yang nodded, her face expressionless. “I’m going to work.”

“Okay.”

“Do you want me to give you a ride?”

The answer was naturally a refusal: “No.”

Qiu Yang paused. “If you give me a ride, you’ll be late for clocking in.”

Qiu Yang still knew how far Wanming and Qiyao were from each other; it took half an hour by car.

“Alright.” Shen Ningruo didn’t insist. “Then I’ll wash up.”

Qiu Yang looked at her, opened her mouth, and then said, “I’ve paid back one debt. There are three more.”

“I remember,” Shen Ningruo said.

“Am I the type of person who goes back on their word?”

Qiu Yang didn’t answer. She thought yes, but it was clearly not appropriate to say it out loud. She shifted her gaze and walked past Shen Ningruo towards her fluorescent green suitcase.

Shen Ningruo went into the bathroom. While brushing her teeth, she heard the sound of the suitcase wheels outside, and a second later, the “bang” of the door closing.

Qiu Yang left for work before her. Shen Ningruo looked at herself in the mirror, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and then spat out the toothpaste foam.

Not going back on her word was impossible. Qiu Yang was stuck with her.

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