Chapter 44: The Unveiling of Sensations

Bai Mengqi leaned against the slick wall, slowly straightening her body.

Warm droplets of water trickled down her hair, splashing softly on the tiled floor.

“This feeling again,” she mumbled softly. “Just a touch, and my whole body goes weak, sigh!”

After speaking, she looked at Zi Yanran. The bathroom was shrouded in a steamy haze, blurring the mirror’s surface, yet it failed to obscure Zi Yanran’s graceful figure.

Bai Mengqi squeezed a dollop of shower gel into her hand. The milky white liquid melted in her palm, releasing a faint jasmine fragrance.

She lifted her head, meeting Zi Yanran’s smiling gaze directly. Zi Yanran wasn’t facing away from her, as Bai Mengqi had initially expected.

Instead, she stood openly facing Bai Mengqi, her back pressed against the cool tiled wall, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

“Come here,” Zi Yanran’s voice held a clear note of teasing. She even deliberately puffed out her chest, making her curves more prominent in the hazy steam.

Bai Mengqi’s throat suddenly tightened.

Indeed, facing her like this felt entirely different from having her back turned. She could clearly discern every subtle change in Zi Yanran’s expression, feel the rhythm of her breathing, and even count the tiny water droplets clinging to her long eyelashes.

“Um, I’m… I’m going to start now.”

Bai Mengqi’s voice trembled slightly. She attempted to mask her nervousness with a warning tone, but it only elicited a more unrestrained smile from Zi Yanran.

“Hehe, come on, come on! I’ve already touched your body, are you still afraid to touch mine? Hurry up!” Zi Yanran urged, even taking a small step forward, closing the distance between them.

Droplets of water slid from her collarbone, tracing the curve of her chest downwards.

Bai Mengqi bit her lower lip. She could feel her cheeks flush, and her heartbeat pounded so loudly it seemed the entire bathroom could hear it.

Under Zi Yanran’s repeated urging, she finally extended her trembling hands.

The moment her fingertips brushed Zi Yanran’s shoulder, both women gasped simultaneously.

Bai Mengqi’s palm slowly glided down Zi Yanran’s shoulder, the shower gel foam leaving winding trails on her skin.

“Mm!” Zi Yanran suddenly let out a soft hum, her body visibly trembling.

She quickly bit down on one of her fingers, an unnatural blush spreading across her cheeks, a small animal-like whimper escaping her throat.

Bai Mengqi was startled and immediately stopped her movements.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, confused.

When Zi Yanran had helped her earlier, it had felt a little ticklish at first, but then it had been incredibly comfortable.

“Nothing, continue. I’m just a little unaccustomed to it,” Zi Yanran replied, feigning composure, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her.

Her eyes, usually brimming with confidence, now flickered with uncertainty, and her body leaned slightly forward, as if she both wanted to escape and draw closer.

Bai Mengqi, half-believing, continued her motions. Her palm glided over Zi Yanran’s back, feeling the elegant curve of her spine.

With each touch, Zi Yanran’s breathing grew more rapid, her body trembling faintly like a taut string.

“You’re… so sensitive here,” Bai Mengqi murmured, her finger inadvertently tracing the dimple on Zi Yanran’s lower back.

Zi Yanran immediately jolted as if electrocuted, letting out a suppressed gasp.

Watching Zi Yanran’s reactions, a strange sensation bloomed in Bai Mengqi’s heart.

She began to intentionally linger longer in certain spots, observing Zi Yanran’s varied responses.

When her thumb brushed beneath Zi Yanran’s ribs, Zi Yanran curled up entirely.

“Don’t… not there…” Zi Yanran’s voice was already laced with a whimper. She tried to grab Bai Mengqi’s wrist to stop her, but her body was too weak, her hand merely resting powerlessly on Bai Mengqi’s.

The temperature in the bathroom seemed to rise steadily, steam condensing on their skin and then sliding off with their movements.

Zi Yanran’s voice gradually devolved into broken whimpers, her legs beginning to buckle, forcing her to lean back against the wall for support.

“Are you alright?” Bai Mengqi asked with a hint of concern, yet her hands did not cease their work.

Zi Yanran could no longer form complete sentences, only shaking her head then nodding, her damp eyes half-closed, her lips slightly parted as she gasped for air.

Her body felt as if its bones had been removed, relying entirely on the wall and Bai Mengqi’s hands for support.

Time lost all meaning in the swirling steam.

When Bai Mengqi finally stopped, Zi Yanran had melted into her arms like a puddle.

“I have no strength left,” Zi Yanran murmured weakly, her voice barely audible.

Bai Mengqi gave a mischievous smile. “That’s about enough, isn’t it? Time to go out.”

Zi Yanran considered this; she felt that today’s activities could end here.

“I don’t have an ounce of strength. Carry me back to the room.”

Bai Mengqi nodded, turned off the showerhead, and hastily dried both of them with a towel.

Then, to Zi Yanran’s surprise, she bent down, and with a powerful lift, scooped Zi Yanran into a bridal carry.

“Ah!” Zi Yanran gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around Bai Mengqi’s neck.

Bai Mengqi couldn’t help but laugh aloud as she carried Zi Yanran out of the bathroom.

In the hallway’s light, she could clearly see Zi Yanran’s flushed ear tips and subtly trembling eyelashes.

This woman, who always appeared so composed, now nestled in her arms like a startled little animal.

“Your reaction is quite something, just a touch and you’re completely limp,” Bai Mengqi teased, looking at the puzzled expression on Zi Yanran’s face.

Zi Yanran raised her head, giving her a coquettish glare, her eyes holding a mix of embarrassment and helplessness.

“Nonsense! I’m a proper married woman, understand? It’s been years since I’ve touched a man, and I haven’t cheated on you, so be content with that.”

Bai Mengqi offered an awkward smile, saying no more.

She carefully carried Zi Yanran through the corridor, afraid of accidentally dropping this ‘fragile’ married woman.

Zi Yanran’s body was warm and soft, exuding the fresh scent of a bath, causing Bai Mengqi to instinctively tighten her embrace.

Back in the bedroom, Bai Mengqi gently placed Zi Yanran on the soft, large bed.

As soon as Zi Yanran touched the bed, she let out a satisfied sigh. “Ah, my heart is so tired.”

Bai Mengqi also lay down, turning to face Zi Yanran. “Your heart is tired? Where are you tired? I was the one helping you the whole time. Is passively enjoying it tiring too?”

Zi Yanran closed her eyes, yet a mysterious smile played on her lips.

“Sigh! You’ll understand eventually. This little bit of contact isn’t enough to satisfy me.”

After saying this, her breathing quickly became steady and regular, as if she had instantly fallen into a deep slumber.

“Yanran? Yanran?” Bai Mengqi called softly. After confirming that Zi Yanran was truly asleep, she couldn’t help but look speechless.

“The speed at which she falls asleep is truly extraordinary.”

The night deepened, but Bai Mengqi was wide awake.

Her mind replayed the scenes from the bathroom—Zi Yanran’s trembling body, her damp eyes, her suppressed gasps… these images made her heart race once more.

She lay on her side, gazing intently at the sleeping Zi Yanran, a strange smile unconsciously appearing on her face.

“This woman, she seems so open, but in reality, she’s probably not much different from me,” Bai Mengqi murmured to herself, her eyes shifting.

Thinking of all the experiences of the past two days, her heart began to stir with a restless energy, a subtle yet intense longing she had never experienced before.

She slowly moved closer to Zi Yanran, gently embracing her. Just as her arm circled Zi Yanran’s waist, Zi Yanran suddenly rolled over, holding her tightly instead.

“Mm, so cool and refreshing. Mengqi, your body is so cool, it feels so good,” Zi Yanran mumbled with her eyes closed, unconsciously rubbing her cheek against Bai Mengqi’s shoulder.

Bai Mengqi froze, unsure if Zi Yanran was truly awake.

But regardless, their bodies were now completely pressed together, without any barrier.

She could clearly feel the rise and fall of Zi Yanran’s chest, hear her steady heartbeat, and smell the faint shampoo scent in her hair.

Her body began to heat up again, but this sensation of intimate fusion brought her an unprecedented sense of peace.

Zi Yanran’s body temperature enveloped her like a warm tide, making her eyelids grow heavier and heavier.

In the last moment before drifting into slumber, Bai Mengqi vaguely thought: ‘Perhaps a life like this isn’t so bad.’

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What neither of them noticed was that as they embraced in sleep, Bai Mengqi’s body began to emit a faint, pure energy glow. These light points floated in the air like fireflies, then slowly flowed into Zi Yanran’s body.

After circulating once within Zi Yanran’s body, the energy transformed into warm golden light points and returned to Bai Mengqi.

Just then, the Great Immortaless’s figure floated out from within Bai Mengqi. She hovered by the bed, astonished by the scene before her.

“It truly is a state of ‘Heaven and Human becoming one,'” the Great Immortaless murmured softly, her eyes gleaming with wisdom.

“To think that in a world so barren of spiritual energy, I could witness two individuals so perfectly matched. It makes sense, then, what happened all those years ago.”

A meaningful smile played on her lips.

Soon, the Great Immortaless’s figure gradually faded, finally transforming into a wisp of smoke and returning into Bai Mengqi’s body.