PSMD – Chapter 33

Qiu Yang herself couldn’t explain why she kissed Shen Ningruo while Shen Ningruo was fastening her seatbelt.

She was certain she hadn’t mistaken Shen Ningruo for someone else at that moment and knew clearly that it was Shen Ningruo in front of her.

She really didn’t have any ulterior motives then. Perhaps smelling the familiar lemon scent, she leaned in for a peck. After all, having kissed and done so much with Shen Ningruo so many times, kissing her cheek was practically the purest act between them.

How could she have known Shen Ningruo would play the victim?

Qiu Yang looked at Shen Ningruo’s face, so close, her lips moved. Her mind couldn’t connect this beautiful face with the image of a scoundrel.

But Shen Ningruo’s recent words still echoed clearly in her ears, and from Shen Ningruo’s expression, it seemed like sneaking a kiss was an outrageous act.

“I…” Qiu Yang’s throat moved, her eyes blinked. But being tipsy and not fully clear-headed, she didn’t know how to react or what to say to refute Shen Ningruo.

Initiating one kiss with Shen Ningruo meant being slept with once.

More exaggerated than loan sharks charging compound interest.

“What’s wrong?” Shen Ningruo put on a pitiful look as if she were the one who had suffered a loss. “People often say you can see the big picture from small details. You kiss me once, I demand to sleep with you in return. Isn’t that seeing the big picture from small details?”

Qiu Yang felt something wasn’t right, but she couldn’t pinpoint it.

She retreated a bit more, but this pressed her back against the cold door. She instantly shivered from the cold, but compared to the trembling Shen Ningruo’s words caused in her heart, it was nothing.

“That’s not right.” Qiu Yang pulled herself out of her muddled state, staring into Shen Ningruo’s eyes. “Yes, I sneaked a kiss without your consent. Then… couldn’t you just do the same to me later?”

Shen Ningruo stood before her, an expression of incomprehension on her face: “But…”

“You already know I’m going to kiss you, so it wouldn’t count as sneaking a kiss, right?”

“Are you going to pretend you don’t know? But if so, wouldn’t the nature of it change?”

As Shen Ningruo spoke, she stepped forward, simultaneously leaning her head in slightly, lightly pressing her lips against Qiu Yang’s. Then she lifted her eyelids, a faint smile playing on her lips, “See? You’re not surprised, proving you knew I was going to kiss you.”

“The nature is different, so we have to examine the matter under a magnifying glass, don’t you think?”

Qiu Yang: “…”

Seeing she didn’t reply, clearly stunned by her own shameless reasoning, Shen Ningruo didn’t care.

Qiu Yang sneaking a kiss today was the perfect opportunity. She had let the little lamb slip through her fingers last time; letting it happen again would be inexcusable.

Shen Ningruo’s eyes darkened. She raised her hand, gently stroking Qiu Yang’s ear, then remembered the phone call tonight when Qiu Yang mistook her for her ex.

At the time, she only felt a little uncomfortable; now, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

She knew Qiu Yang was drunk, but calling someone else’s name while on the phone with her…

Shen Ningruo raised an eyebrow, looking at Qiu Yang, “You rest first, I’m going to take a shower.”

Qiu Yang wasn’t in a state to shower yet. What if something happened? Shen Ningruo couldn’t risk it.

Qiu Yang gave up struggling. She knew Shen Ningruo was spouting nonsensical fallacies, but she couldn’t do anything about it. She could only accept defeat, firmly resolving in her heart—

Never sneak a kiss on Shen Ningruo again.

One sneak kiss costs one night; she really couldn’t afford it.

Shen Ningruo knew a storm was brewing in Qiu Yang’s mind. After turning around, pulling her suitcase inside with her back to Qiu Yang, Shen Ningruo’s eyes curved into crescents.

Very good, she had diverted Qiu Yang’s attention again.

She was performing her duty as a ‘tool’ diligently.

Qiu Yang changed her shoes herself. Entering Shen Ningruo’s hotel-like residence, she initially felt a bit constrained but quickly adapted.

Because previously, whenever she slept with Shen Ningruo, it was either in a guesthouse or a hotel.

Shen Ningruo didn’t plan on wearing pajamas tonight; she took out a nightdress and went into the bathroom.

Only when Shen Ningruo was out of sight did Qiu Yang quietly sigh in relief.

Her head still felt slightly groggy. She glanced around the room’s furnishings again, her gaze quickly landing on the small bear rattle drum on the coffee table.

It was the one Shen Ningruo won from the ring toss game in Xicheng.

Qiu Yang pursed her lips, walked over, and sat down on the sofa, wondering why Shen Ningruo kept this rattle drum.

The phone in her hand vibrated twice. Qiu Yang unlocked it and opened WeChat. It was a message from Miao Yi.

Miao Yi said she was back in her room and told Qiu Yang to be safe.

Such warnings again. Qiu Yang’s eyelid twitched, especially since she was currently with Shen Ningruo.

If she told Miao Yi, she probably wouldn’t believe it. In the time it took to have a drink, she was taken home by her fling.

But Qiu Yang wouldn’t say anything.

Shen Ningruo finished showering and drying her hair, taking forty minutes.

Her hair was thick and curly, making it troublesome to dry, but this also gave Qiu Yang extra time to rest.

People who have drunk alcohol shouldn’t shower immediately; Shen Ningruo strictly adhered to this.

Qiu Yang hadn’t gone anywhere, just sat on the sofa. But sitting for too long made her sleepy, so she simply lay down.

When Shen Ningruo came out of the bathroom, she saw Qiu Yang asleep on the sofa, breathing steadily and evenly, her face peaceful and serene.

Yao Yao’s call came right then, unexpectedly jarring in the quiet environment.

Shen Ningruo quickly picked up her phone and went into the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her, “Hello?”

“Ruoruo, I need to vent to you!” Yao Yao sounded quite exasperated.

“Is it about that handsome young guy?” Shen Ningruo turned on the desk lamp, asking casually. Her voice was low, afraid of waking Qiu Yang even through the door.

Although that was unlikely.

“No, I dumped him.”

“He’s not impotent, but he has no experience. Training him is exhausting.”

Shen Ningruo: “…”

Yao Yao changed partners incredibly fast. Even though Shen Ningruo was used to it, it still shocked her slightly.

“Aiya, I want to complain about something else. That woman I used to dislike, she came back from Jingcheng.”

Shen Ningruo tried to recall the name. Yao Yao disliked too many people; she couldn’t immediately pinpoint who it was.

“Yue Chu?” she asked uncertainly.

Yao Yao: “Bingo!”

Yao Yao gritted her teeth, “That surnamed Yue dares to come back?”

“Yuncheng isn’t your family’s property,” Shen Ningruo added salt to the wound.

Yao Yao ignored that, “Tomorrow is Saturday. A friend invited me and her to a party. Hehe, I’m going to humiliate her then.”

Shen Ningruo glanced at the dark night sky outside the window and cautioned, “Then be careful.”

“Don’t get bullied again.”

“That’s definitely impossible!”

“Gotta go, I’m going drinking.”

“Okay.”

“Eh, right, what about that little sister? It’s Friday today, isn’t she with you?”

Shen Ningruo glanced towards the door, the corners of her lips curling slightly, “She fell asleep.”

“So early!”

“Did she just get tired and fall asleep?”

“…” Shen Ningruo couldn’t be bothered to explain, “Go drink your alcohol.”

She hung up, lit the scented candle on the desk first, then slowly exited the bedroom.

But Qiu Yang was awake.

Shen Ningruo was a bit surprised, paused for a second, then asked with concern, “How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”

Qiu Yang, sleepy-eyed, had been woken by Shen Ningruo’s phone ringing, “No.”

“Are you finished?”

“Finished washing up.”

Qiu Yang rubbed her eyes and was about to get up, “Then I’ll go take a shower.”

But Shen Ningruo pressed down on Qiu Yang’s shoulder, simultaneously smoothing down Qiu Yang’s messy hair from sleeping, “If you’re sleepy, keep sleeping.”

“My whole body feels uncomfortable.”

Shen Ningruo didn’t insist, “Okay.”

Qiu Yang shifted her gaze to the rattle drum, her tone puzzled, “Do you really like this rattle drum?”

Shen Ningruo followed Qiu Yang’s gaze and indeed saw the rattle drum on the coffee table. Her mind raced, and she simply said, “I didn’t buy any souvenirs in Xicheng, so I just brought this back.”

“Oh.” Qiu Yang didn’t disbelieve her. She put on slippers and stood up, but she didn’t have much strength now. Unsteady for a moment, she leaned against Shen Ningruo’s shoulder, pushing her back onto the sofa.

An idol drama scene played out directly.

Shen Ningruo looked into Qiu Yang’s eyes and chuckled, “What kind of person are you, Xiao Yang?”

“So eager to sleep with me.”

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