Chapter 6: A Moment’s Embarrassment

Lin Shishi felt her thoughts shattered as if a bomb had gone off in her brain.

Song Qinghuan finally ended the kiss.

Song Qinghuan’s reason for letting go was that at that moment, she heard a girl’s gentle cough outside the door.

Of course,

Lin Shishi, whose brain had short-circuited, naturally didn’t hear the outside noises.

Song Qinghuan turned to look at the classroom door.

That was a stranger.

She smiled, looking at the two girls in the classroom.

In the land of Lanfang, it was not unusual for girls to be in love with girls, after all, the country had only girls.

The girl just smiled slightly, “Don’t mind me, please continue.”

Her voice was clear, and her tone was natural, with no embarrassment or contempt.

Although that was the case, the girl still walked into the classroom and sat down in a seat by the window at the front, taking out a book from her bag, “I just came to study, don’t worry, I won’t turn around.”

She had her back to them and actually started flipping through the book, as if the scene behind her was nothing unusual.

It was only then that Lin Shishi came to her senses. She hurriedly pulled away from Song Qinghuan’s hand.

Song Qinghuan looked at the girl’s expression, and she wanted to smile.

It was fair to say that she had never seen a girl so shy.

As Lin Shishi blushed and her eyes began to well up, Song Qinghuan quickly suppressed the mischievous smirk on her face and returned to her usual gentle sisterly expression, though her eyes still held a hint of laughter.

She calmly took Lin Shishi’s slightly cold hand, rubbing her hand back with her fingertips, “Alright, let’s go back to the dorm.”

Lin Shishi nodded hurriedly.

The two girls quickly packed their bags.

Lin Shishi’s gaze secretly glanced at the diary in Song Qinghuan’s hand several times, wanting to snatch it back and completely destroy the “evidence”.

But Song Qinghuan seemed to see through her thoughts and rolled her eyes, leaning in to whisper in her ear, “Don’t even think about it, I’ve already made a copy of the contents of this novel, remember – my little pet, I will always have you in my grasp.”

The girl’s tone was gentle, yet filled with undeniable possession and control.

Lin Shishi whimpered, unable to say anything.

She could only accept her fate and follow Song Qinghuan, her head lowered, as they left the classroom.

When they passed the strange girl in the front row, Lin Shishi lowered her head even more.

As they walked out of the classroom building, a slight chill in the air blew away the heat from Lin Shishi’s face.

Girls passed by in twos and threes, occasionally glancing at the two striking girls.

The two girls naturally walked hand in hand, like any close friends in the school.

Song Qinghuan intertwined her fingers with Lin Shishi, holding her hand tightly, warming it with her palm’s heat.

They passed by a fruit stand on the side of the road.

The vendor was a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing an apron, enthusiastically greeting the passing students.

The stand was filled with colorful seasonal fruits, fresh and fragrant.

Then, Song Qinghuan smiled, looking at Lin Shishi, “Little Shi, what do you want to eat?”

Lin Shishi blushed, her gaze scanning the fruit stall and finally settling on the red apples, “Uh, apple.”

Song Qinghuan nodded, but to the vendor, she said, “Auntie, some apples, and those bananas too.”

At this point, Song Qinghuan’s tone rose slightly, and her eyes glanced at Lin Shishi.

While Lin Shishi’s small face turned red.

Seeing that Lin Shishi’s small hand tightly gripped her own, her fingers turning white from the force, Song Qinghuan quickly smiled, raising her hand to ruffle Lin Shishi’s hair, amplifying her voice, as if speaking to the vendor, or perhaps, intentionally for Lin Shishi, “Don’t worry, my darling… it’s just a matter of sharing some fruit together…”

Her tone was serious, but there was a mischievous smile in her eyes that couldn’t dissipate.

After saying that, Lin Shishi had already been embarrassed and wanted to run away, her cheeks blushing a soft pink, like a ripe peach.

She had just turned around, her slender wrist was gently pulled by Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan’s fingers were warm, not heavy but not to be resisted, Lin Shishi felt the place she was touched slightly numb.

The two girls walked back to the dormitory, one in front of the other.

Lin Shishi grumbled, looking down at her high-heeled shoes, feeling her feet were already tortured beyond recognition.

This was her first time wearing high heels, despite describing it in her diary in an exaggerated way –

But the reality was, just this pair of 7 cm high heels had made her grimace all morning.

“Can I take off my high heels, my feet hurt.”

She raised her wet eyes and said softly.

Song Qinghuan was reluctant, her gaze lingering on her ankle bound by the shoe.

After all, girls are made for love, although she wanted to continue teasing the little girl, yet, it was undeniably true that wearing high heels was uncomfortable for girls.

Not only that, Song Qinghuan also specially crouched down, her skirt gently spread on the ground.

She looked up, her long hair sliding off her shoulders, and her voice softened, “Let me help you take them off.”

Lin Shishi hesitated for a moment, her toes unconsciously curled up.

Soon, Song Qinghuan had the girl sit on the edge of the bed, and she knelt on one knee, holding Lin Shishi’s slender ankle with one hand, and the other hand gently supporting the heel.

The high heels were slowly removed, revealing the girl’s fair ankle and slightly red heel.

Song Qinghuan stared, her throat moving slightly.

“Master… there’s still another shoe…”

Lin Shishi reminded softly, her face red.

Song Qinghuan was startled, and she tapped her head, “I forgot.”

She nodded embarrassedly, then held the high heels that the girl had taken off in her hand.

“How beautiful!”

Song Qinghuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Okay. Given your hard work, you can arrange the rest of the time freely.”

As she spoke, Song Qinghuan gently patted Lin Shishi’s head, her fingers sinking into her soft hair.

During the boring time, Song Qinghuan started flipping through the girl’s diary on her own –

Song Qinghuan closed the diary, thinking to herself: If it weren’t for this diary, she might have fallen for this beautiful little girl.

Although Lin Shishi seemed too dull at times, which made Song Qinghuan feel a bit strange. However, being able to peek into her inner world still made Song Qinghuan happy.

And…

The more Song Qinghuan explored Lin Shishi’s inner world, the more she felt that she was a beautiful companion made just for her.

Looking at the somewhat small and timid posture of Lin Shishi, with her hands obediently placed on her knees, her eyelashes fluttering, and her lips unconsciously pursed, Song Qinghuan couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Obviously, the girl was afraid of her.

This scene gave Song Qinghuan a sense of satisfaction, but at the same time, she also felt a touch of affection.

Currently, she walked over and lay down on Lin Shishi’s bed.

The bed sheets carried a faint scent of laundry detergent and a subtle sweetness of the girl.

Lin Shishi naturally sat on the side, her fingers clutching at the hem of her skirt.

Song Qinghuan immediately hugged her, her arm encircling her slender waist.

Feeling the girl’s body trembling, with both excitement and fear, Song Qinghuan gently held one of her pigtails, gently stroking it, carefully gazing at the little beauty, and suddenly, an idea struck her, “By the way, little Shi, your face resembles Dai Fanghua Queen very much.”

“Dai Fanghua?” Lin Shishi heard and her body trembled slightly, and her breath became lighter.

Song Qinghuan nodded, “Really, I feel like you are the young, beautiful version of Dai Fanghua Queen. Haven’t you felt it?”

Lin Shishi shook her head, she had a strong emotional surge in her heart, but she didn’t say anything, just burying her face deeper into Song Qinghuan’s shoulder.

Song Qinghuan said to herself, “Well, maybe it’s just a coincidence. I’m going home tomorrow, do you want to come with me?”

Lin Shishi’s eyes widened slightly, “Are you ordering me or inviting me?”

Song Qinghuan laughed, she pinched the girl’s chin, “You little bunny, so do you prefer to be ordered or invited?”