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Join the ServerLin Shishi blushingly got off from her lap, her legs still trembling slightly.
Song Qinghuan also stood up and began to change her clothes.
She chose a black, form-fitting shirt and a matching skirt.
“Today, you wear this,” Song Qinghuan said, tossing a set of clothes at Lin Shishi.
Lin Shishi took a look; it was a set of light blue sailor blouse with a short pleated skirt.
This time, Lin Shishi had no intention of protesting.
Protests were always ineffective.
Moreover, as it was, the outfit was indeed quite lovely.
And, after all, she was adorable, and an adorable girl would be even more adorable in a sexy little skirt.
Lin Shishi soothed herself.
But Song Qinghuan was too dominant.
And possessed a terrifying case of OCD.
She even had to direct the way you dressed—like a micro-operation master.
“Don’t move.”
Song Qinghuan walked over, crouching down to personally adjust Lin Shishi’s skirt hem, “Just like this, it’s very pretty.”
As she spoke, she took out a pair of white, knee-high socks, “Lift your foot.”
Lin Shishi supported herself on Song Qinghuan’s shoulder, lifting one foot.
Song Qinghuan held the girl’s ankle, the other hand gently pulling the sock on.
But in the process, Song Qinghuan couldn’t help but bend down for a kiss.
h-Hah—
Lin Shishi was too lazy to blush anymore.
If a bad owner didn’t take advantage of the situation, what kind of bad owner would that be?
Lin Shishi was in a state of rebellion in her heart…
After all, Song Qinghuan didn’t have magic, and there was no way to read her thoughts.
Hehe—
A wave of joy surged in the girl’s heart.
Why not… call her master-dog in her heart?
Master-dog! Master-dog!!!
But the more she called, the more Lin Shishi felt something was off!
Damn, did it feel like I was calling myself a dog?
Never mind.
It was better to call her bad owner.
After putting on the other sock, Song Qinghuan helped Lin Shishi with her little leather shoes.
Afterward, Song Qinghuan had Lin Shishi turn in a circle, and then the girl looked at her work with a satisfied, intense gaze, as if she wanted to devour Lin Shishi on the spot.
Lin Shishi couldn’t help but roll her eyes in her mind—
Damn bad owner, what’s in that head of yours?
But…
This plot seemed to have been designed by her as well…
So… it was best to not criticize.
On the surface, however, Lin Shishi still acted very docile.
Docile like a cute little bunny, only able to lower her eyes and look down.
Even if she was bullied to death by her owner on the spot, she would absolutely not rebel.
…
After dressing and putting on light makeup, the two girls descended the stairs hand in hand.
Lin Shishi’s twin tails swayed lightly in time with her steps, the white ribbons particularly eye-catching in the morning light.
Downstairs was a street in the Yueda Market, with snack shops all over.
The morning air was filled with the aroma of various foods—the crispiness of fried dough sticks, the fragrant rice of congee, the meaty flavor of steamed buns.
Students and office workers were already eating breakfast on the street, the noise of people mingling with the heat of the food, creating a lively scene.
Since spending time with Lin Shishi, Song Qinghuan’s taste in food had changed.
She used to only eat coffee with bread or pastries for breakfast, but now she also liked to eat fried dough sticks, tea eggs, and a bowl of steaming hot congee.
The two girls found a stall with few people, the plastic tables and chairs simple but clean.
“Boss, two bowls of congee, four fried dough sticks, four tea eggs,” Song Qinghuan ordered confidently.
“Sure thing!”
The boss was a middle-aged woman in her forties, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the two beautiful girls, “What pretty girls, are you students from a nearby university?”
Song Qinghuan simply smiled, not answering, instead naturally wrapping her arms around Lin Shishi’s waist, pulling her close.
This action was filled with possessiveness, and the boss wisely stopped asking, instead stealing glances at Lin Shishi’s remarkably short skirt.
Breakfast arrived quickly.
Steaming congee, golden and crispy fried dough sticks, tea eggs in a light brown color gently swaying in the bowl.
The two girls sat at the snack stand, drinking congee and eating fried dough sticks and eggs, chatting and laughing.
Though it was mostly Song Qinghuan talking, Lin Shishi had little to say.
That was no surprise.
Song Qinghuan enjoyed this dominant feeling, and Lin Shishi liked being passive.
If Lin Shishi talked too much, it would ruin the harmony.
As Song Qinghuan spoke, her fingers would unconsciously stroke Lin Shishi’s waist, occasionally sliding to her butt and giving it a light pat.
Lin Shishi would blush and glare at her, but mostly she would obediently lean into her.
“Heh, your ponytail is a little crooked.”
As Song Qinghuan was eating a fried dough stick, she deliberately found an excuse to tug at one of Lin Shishi’s ponytails.
It was tied with a white ribbon by Song Qinghuan, and it looked very pretty and adorable.
This tug made Lin Shishi’s head tilt slightly, and the movement caused the bun in front of her to sway.
Lin Shishi frowned but didn’t resist, after all, she was “ambushed” by Song Qinghuan at least a few dozen times a day, and this time seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.
In fact, if the other party didn’t “ambush” her, Lin Shishi would find it strange.
She just grumbled quietly, “You’re at it again…”
“What, don’t like it?”
Song Qinghuan raised an eyebrow, her fingers sliding from the ponytail to the nape of Lin Shishi’s neck, lightly kneading the smooth skin there.
“N-no…”
Lin Shishi’s voice softened.
At that moment, the girls around them and the vendors were all smiling as they watched the two pretty girls.
They pointed and whispered, “Truly beautiful, so very beautiful!”
“Look, that girl with the twin tails is so pretty, as pretty as a lotus just emerged from the water!”
“That tall girl is also very pretty, such good temperaments!”
“They really do look like a married couple!”
When Song Qinghuan heard “married couple,” she couldn’t help but laugh out loud, whispering to Lin Shishi, “Heard that? They’re saying we look like a married couple!”
As she spoke, Song Qinghuan’s lips drew near to Lin Shishi’s ear, her breath warm, “Seems like if I don’t eat you up this lifetime, God would punish me, right?”
Lin Shishi blushed, biting at the fried dough stick, then sipping at the congee.
Her lips were stained with a little congee, shimmering moistly in the morning light.
Song Qinghuan stared at her lips, her eyes darkening.
But there was still one mouthful of congee left, and Song Qinghuan said, “Stop! I want to drink that last mouthful. ”
“Why?”
“Because I want to drink your… saliva,” Song Qinghuan said with a wicked smile.
Then she immediately took the congee, and deliberately drank from the spot where Lin Shishi had sipped.
The rim of the bowl still had a faint pink stain from Lin Shishi’s lips, and Song Qinghuan’s lips completely covered it, swallowing the lipstick and congee.
Her throat moved, but her eyes never left Lin Shishi, the possession in her gaze unhidden.
“But I’m not full,” Lin Shishi grumbled, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt.
This movement caused the hem to rise a little.
A few girls nearby glanced over, but they were glared back by Song Qinghuan.
At this rate, if anyone looked too much, they risked being “gouged out” by this sweet and ruthless girl with her “Nine Yin White Bone Claws!”
“Little cutie, why are you so hungry today? I’m not as hungry as you are!”
Song Qinghuan smiled, her fingers sliding to Lin Shishi’s belly, lightly pressing.
“Wow, your stomach is flat!”
“Hmph, who told you to bully me so much yesterday? I consumed a lot of energy!”
Lin Shishi couldn’t help but grumble, her voice teasing.
Song Qinghuan laughed loudly, “Alright, alright, but increasing your appetite is a good thing, we’ll do more of that exercise in the future!”
As she spoke, the girl’s palm completely covered Lin Shishi’s small belly, “Do more exercise, eat more without gaining weight, right?”
Lin Shishi blushed immediately.
Such a bad master-dog!!!!
Immediately, Song Qinghuan handed her own congee to Lin Shishi, “Now it’s your turn to drink my saliva, come on, drink it up!” There was still half a bowl left in her bowl, with her lipstick mark on the rim—slightly larger than Lin Shishi’s, deep red in color, very prominent on the white porcelain.
Lin Shishi blushed, but she didn’t dare to refuse, and could only take it.
The bowl was still warm, and she could feel the temperature left from where Song Qinghuan had held it.
But Song Qinghuan ordered, “Don’t switch to another spot, you must drink from where I drank. ”
Her fingers pointed at the deep red lipstick mark on the rim, “Right here, aim for it. ”
Lin Shishi nodded shyly, and began to sip at the spot where Song Qinghuan had drunk, her lips completely covering the mark, feeling the slight coolness of the porcelain and the warmth of the congee.
This indirect kiss position made her heart race, her cheeks burning.
She could taste the sweetness of the congee, and could also faintly taste the flavor of Song Qinghuan’s lipstick—light rose, mixed with the coolness of mint.
…
Lin Shishi, her face red, finished the last sip of congee, her lips smeared with congee and Song Qinghuan’s lipstick.
Song Qinghuan naturally wiped her lips with her thumb, then put the thumb, now stained with the mixture, into her own mouth, lightly sucking.
“So sweet,” she said, squinting her eyes.
Lin Shishi: “…”
The girl couldn’t help but think: Was my book really as sweet as this? It was a BL story, after all.
But… tasting it as a sweet story was also quite nice.
After all… like herself, no one wanted to be hit in the face every day!
…
“Morning!!?”
Just as the two girls had finished their breakfast and were wiping their mouths, they suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Gu Meilan walked over, tall and slender, wearing high heels, and escorted by a small, delicate girl.
The girl had twin pigtails, her looks quite ordinary, but her outfit was very similar to Lin Shishi’s—twin pigtails, sailor outfit, and short skirt, even the white knee-high socks.
But her temperament was far inferior to Lin Shishi’s, with rough features and a thin, emaciated body, only her small size gave a feeling of wanting to be protected.
This point made both Lin Shishi and Song Qinghuan pause.
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