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Join the ServerThis speech made Lin Shishi’s entire body tremble, a strange sensation reflexively rising within the girl.
She was so ashamed she couldn’t speak, only able to tightly purse her lips.
Song Qinghuan enjoyed her flustered and adorable appearance, then continued, “Actually, if I hadn’t seen that… well, autobiographical novel of yours back then? I would have pursued you too. But back then, I might have been especially gentle with you, especially patient, like a true, considerate suitor.”
“R-really?”
Lin Shishi suddenly lifted her head, a flicker of surprise and… faint anticipation in her eyes.
That feeling of being treated gently, of being pursued normally, seemed both unfamiliar and alluring to her.
“What, want to experience it?”
Song Qinghuan raised an eyebrow, the playful glint in her eyes deepening.
Lin Shishi hesitated for a moment, then gently nodded.
Her gaze carried a trace of curiosity and timid longing.
“But it’s a pity—”
Song Qinghuan drew out her tone.
Suddenly, she reached out, her fingertips lightly pinching the skin of the girl’s thigh. “Too late!”
“Ah!”
Lin Shishi let out a short startled cry, her body jerking violently, almost jumping up.
She hurriedly covered her mouth, looking around flustered; thankfully, no one was nearby.
The pinched spot sent a mix of slight sting and a strange electric current through her.
Hmm…
Not to mention, her constitution… really was getting…
But Song Qinghuan didn’t tease the girl further on this topic; instead, she continued, “Once a person discovers a certain truth, enters a certain state, it’s hard to go back. When I realized that my little Shishi baby is, deep down, such a… pervert, so eager for me to punish you… how could I become gentle again? How is that possible?”
She leaned closer, her red lips almost touching Lin Shishi’s earlobe. “So I say—only magic can defeat magic, only a pervert can subdue a pervert!”
Lin Shishi blushed crimson at this twisted logic, her heart pounding like a drum.
Then—
“Mmph—!”
Lin Shishi’s legs went weak, and she practically hung on Song Qinghuan’s arm.
She quickly looked around; fortunately, the cafeteria entrance was right ahead, the bustling crowd temporarily masking her loss of composure.
Song Qinghuan immediately put on an innocent expression, blinking her beautiful eyes, and asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Shishi, are you feeling unwell?”
Lin Shishi blushed.
“I need to go to the restroom?”
“Oh?” Song Qinghuan feigned a sudden realization.
Then she sniffed lightly—
And flashed a mischievous grin. “How can your body be so… and I haven’t done anything?”
“Wuwu… d-don’t say it… I can’t hold it in…”
Lin Shishi wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Song Qinghuan chuckled. “I’ll go with you—”
“Mew… bad mistress, no—”
But Song Qinghuan wouldn’t consider the girl’s feelings; she forcefully accompanied her into the restroom.
After a while, the two girls came out together.
“Came too hastily… didn’t bring a change of clothes… what do I do?”
Lin Shishi muttered softly, pressing down on her skirt.
After all… it felt drafty…
“No rush.” Song Qinghuan finally let her off temporarily.
She wrapped her arm around Lin Shishi’s waist and continued walking into the cafeteria, her tone returning to its usual calm. “After Aunt eats, I’ll take a taxi back to school to grab some changes of clothes. Mm… and also bring a tent.”
“A tent?”
Lin Shishi was stunned, forgetting her shyness, and looked up at Song Qinghuan. “In the hospital room… what do you need a tent for?”
Song Qinghuan smiled like a cat that got the cream, her eyes curving into crescents. “Of course… to hide from prying eyes. Don’t you think it would be exciting to do some… secret things inside a little tent?”
“Ah—you… you’re so bad, mistress!”
Lin Shishi’s face blushed so deeply it seemed ready to bleed.
The girl’s fingers pinched Song Qinghuan’s arm in a mix of shyness and annoyance, but the force was as light as a tickle.
“Bad?” Song Qinghuan stopped walking.
She suddenly dropped her smile, her expression turning somewhat serious, her gaze locking onto Lin Shishi’s flickering eyes. “Tell me the truth, do you like it or not?”
As she spoke, Song Qinghuan raised her hand in a slap gesture.
It seemed she was ready to administer immediate domestic discipline if the answer wasn’t to her liking.
Under that gaze brimming with dominance and the raised hand, Lin Shishi’s heart trembled.
She was sure…
If she angered Song Qinghuan, she would absolutely dare to spank her right there in public.
The girl bit her lip, lowered her eyelids, and replied in a voice as faint as a silk thread but clear: “I… I like it…”
“How much do you like it?” Song Qinghuan pressed, stepping half a step closer.
Their bodies were almost touching.
She could smell the intoxicating scent on Lin Shishi.
Enveloped by Song Qinghuan’s presence, Lin Shishi’s mind grew dizzy, and more heat surged from deep within her body.
She closed her eyes as if steeling herself, then said in a trembling yet exceptionally soft tone, “I like it… super super much…”
Song Qinghuan smirked mischievously, finally deciding to stop teasing her for now—after all, they still needed to get dinner.
Lin Shishi nodded with a red face.
They packed three portions of food at the cafeteria and returned to the hospital room.
While serving Lin Mo her meal, both girls acted exceptionally well-behaved.
Lin Shishi carefully blew on the food to cool it down, feeding her mother small bites one by one.
Song Qinghuan helped with chores on the side, her movements gentle and considerate.
There was no transgressive interaction between them; even their eye contact was restrained and normal.
In front of Lin Mo, they carefully hid their secret, burning relationship.
After the meal, they took medicine.
Soon, Lin Mo felt a strong drowsiness and fell into a deep sleep.
The room fell silent.
Only the soft snoring of the woman in the next bed and the rhythmic beeping of the machines could be heard.
Outside the window, the night was deep.
“Baby,”
Song Qinghuan took Lin Shishi’s hand, lightly scratching her palm with a fingertip. “I need to go back to get the stuff.”
“Mm.”
Lin Shishi nodded, a faint reluctance suddenly rising in her heart.
Although this ‘mistress’ always bullied her, the thought of a brief parting now left her feeling a bit empty.
“Aren’t you going to see me off?” Song Qinghuan asked with a smile, her eyes sparkling.
Lin Shishi was taken aback. “To… the door?”
“Mm.” Song Qinghuan nodded, taking her hand and standing up.
They quietly left the room and walked into the quiet corridor.
The lights in the hospital corridor at night had been dimmed, making it especially serene.
Near the elevator, Song Qinghuan suddenly stopped.
She turned to look at Lin Shishi. “I need to use the restroom. Want to… come with me?”
Lin Shishi’s heart leaped, instantly on alert.
Every time Song Qinghuan spoke in that tone, nothing good followed.
“I… I’ll wait outside for you?”
“Come on.”
But Song Qinghuan didn’t give her a chance to refuse.
With a slight tug, she pulled her toward the women’s restroom at the corner.
“W-wait…” Lin Shishi protested softly but was already dragged inside.
The restroom was clean and tidy, brightly lit, and empty at the moment.
Song Qinghuan locked the entrance bolt behind her.
Then she turned around and gently pushed Lin Shishi against the cool, smooth tile wall.
“Now that you’re here… you have no say, my little pervert.” A blatant, wicked, and expectant smile spread across Song Qinghuan’s face.
“Mm… mistress… don’t…”
Song Qinghuan immediately swept her into a passionate, possessive kiss.
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