Chapter 80: I Miss You So Much

Luoyao slowly opened her eyes.

A wave of exhaustion hit her instantly.

The familiar ache from overindulgence had become routine.

But this time… it didn’t seem as bad?

“You’re awake.”

Noah’s lazy, sultry voice came from beside the pillow.

She lay on her side, propping her head with one hand, the other gently tracing circles on Luoyao’s stomach.

Luoyao lifted her head slightly, glancing down, noticing only one of her white stockings remained.

“Where’s my other stocking?”

“Forgot? Last night you said you wanted your hands tied. We didn’t have any rope, so I improvised with your over-the-knee stocking.”

“Improvised, huh? Your rare quick thinking is all used on naughty stuff.”

Luoyao grumbled, rubbing her temples, then asked, “Why don’t I remember much from last night?”

“Of course you don’t. You passed out halfway through.”

Luoyao froze, incredulous. “Passed… passed out?”

“Yup.”

“That’s… a bit much, isn’t it?”

Noah’s stamina and intensity were undeniable, but Luoyao had gotten used to it.

Early on, she’d sometimes faint from overwhelming excitement.

But the past few months had been smooth, so why did she pass out last night?

“For real?” Luoyao asked.

“Totally real.”

“What did you do to make me faint?”

Noah’s fingertips grazed the kiss mark on Luoyao’s stomach, her voice low. “Didn’t do much. Just followed your request to be more dominant, adjusted my tone a bit, and your face turned bright red.

Then… before I even did anything, you were out.”

The term “dirty talk” literally meant crude language.

But in the intimate games between lovers, it carried a more suggestive meaning.

Using provocative, humiliating words to tease a partner for a more thrilling experience.

This little game was common in Noah and Luoyao’s “play.”

That silver-haired succubus always came up with bold new phrases, making Luoyao blush before the main event even started.

And yesterday, Luoyao had specifically asked Noah to be even more commanding.

One could imagine how much Noah unleashed last night.

Who could withstand a stunning woman in a white shirt whispering filthy, humiliating words in your ear?

Luoyao certainly couldn’t, so she just fainted.

As fragments of last night came back, Luoyao covered her face with both hands, burying her head in the soft “sand” like a little ostrich.

Noah smiled helplessly, patting Luoyao’s head. “Alright, maybe your body’s still recovering.

We’ll play like this again in a few days, okay?”

Luoyao nodded.

“Good girl, Yaoyao.”

“Hey, I’m not a kid. Don’t use that tone with me.”

“Fine, fine, our Yaoyao’s not a kid.”

“Hmph, you’re just a few hundred years older. What’s so great about that?”

“Ooh, you’re aware I’m that much older? Then call me… Mother?”

Luoyao shoved Noah away like she’d been shocked, scooting to the edge of the bed, clutching the blanket. “No way!”

“Come on, just once, please~”

“Why is this shameless silver-hair so obsessed with this?”

Noah pouted. “You won’t let me turn you, so can’t I at least hear you call me Mother for fun?”

Luoyao looked away, muttering, “Fine… next time we’re… doing it, I’ll call you that.”

“Really?” Noah’s eyes sparkled.

“Really…”

“Yay!”

Noah excitedly pulled Luoyao’s head into a flurry of affectionate pats.

Her little fool had finally given in on this!

So thrilled!

Since Luoyao was okay with calling her “Mother” in the heat of the moment…

Maybe, in the near future, she’d be open to being turned?

Well.

Noah didn’t dwell on it too much.

Changing someone’s mind was tough.

Luoyao’s concession might just be to enhance Noah’s experience in bed.

But if it came to “turning” or the “first embrace,” she’d likely be firm in her refusal.

Besides, in those final moments in the Well of Atonement, Noah had nearly turned Luoyao.

She still remembered her feelings then: conflicted, reluctant, heartbroken, regretful…

A tangled mess of emotions.

So, despite Noah’s constant teasing about turning Luoyao, if that day ever came, she’d be just as nervous as Luoyao.

For now, hearing “Mother” in their playful moments was enough to satisfy Noah.

She pinched Luoyao’s ear, quietly looking forward to their next “game.”

“Let’s take a picture,” Luoyao suggested.

“A picture?”

“Yeah, I just realized, aside from those two naughty drawings I made, we don’t have any photos together.”

“Oh~ You still remember those drawings, huh~”

Luoyao’s face flushed, and she grabbed her phone, muttering, “Mind your own business!”

She unlocked it, opened the camera, and adjusted her clothes.

Satisfied, she tugged Noah’s arm, signaling her to come closer.

Noah complied obediently.

“Um, tilt your head a bit… yeah, like that. Now, let me see… Don’t look at the lens, show your side profile. Trust me, your side profile is stunning!

And your gaze, make it a bit… seductive, looking at me. Yes, yes, perfect! Oh no, you’re making me blush again…”

Noah sighed helplessly, gently bumping her forehead against Luoyao’s. “Can you focus, my little fool?”

Luoyao closed her eyes, took two deep breaths, patted her cheeks, and said, “Alright, I’m good. Let’s do this.”

Noah smiled, resuming the pose.

“Can you show your fangs a bit?”

“Sure.”

“And… pretend to bite my ear, but not too hard. It’ll hurt.”

“Hahaha, okay~”

Whatever Luoyao said, Noah did.

A professional naughty artist’s photo poses were bound to be… very suggestive.

The moment Noah’s fangs touched Luoyao’s ear, her warm breath trailed down Luoyao’s neck.

Gotta snap this quick, or I’ll faint again!

Luoyao adjusted the focus and pressed the shutter.

“Done!”

“Mmm…”

Noah didn’t pull away, her breath lingering teasingly by Luoyao’s ear.

It tickled, driving Luoyao wild.

If she didn’t stop this seductive demon soon, another round was coming.

“Hey, stop it! Can we do this tomorrow? Let me edit the photo first.”

Noah obediently paused, leaning on Luoyao’s shoulder, watching her fiddle with the editing app.

With their looks, they didn’t need filters like skin smoothing or face slimming.

Luoyao was just picking a fitting filter.

“This one. The warm tone looks nice.”

“Mm-hmm.”

After choosing the filter, Luoyao opened WeChat Moments and selected the photo.

Noah blinked, surprised. “You’re… posting this on Moments?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong?”

“Doesn’t that… mean you’re coming out?”

Noah swallowed, repeating, “Coming out?”

Luoyao blinked, casually asking, “Why not? I don’t have any Blood Hunt Church people in my Moments. I blocked Suyue ages ago.”

“No, I mean… won’t your friends mind you dating a girl?”

Heterosexual relationships were more accepted, and even bisexuality was common.

But in human society, same-s*x relationships weren’t as widely embraced.

Noah worried that going public might affect Luoyao’s life later.

She was hiding in the castle to avoid Suyue now, but once things settled, she’d likely return to city life.

“Who cares?” Luoyao said boldly.

“I don’t have many friends or family anyway. The only person who truly cared about me, my grandma, passed away years ago.

So what if they know I’m with a girl? Is that illegal? Pfft, I’m not even scared of Yelan. Why would I care about acquaintances I barely know?”

Muttering, the stubborn human girl hit the “Post” button.

Not only that, alongside the suggestive photo, she added a provocative caption: “About to be devoured.”

Anyone seeing this post would pause for a second.

Especially Luoyao’s former persistent suitors.

For them, it was good news and bad news.

Good news: My goddess posted a photo!

Bad news: It’s a coming-out photo!

It was a perfect way to shut down those suitors for good.

Noah shook her head helplessly, pinching Luoyao’s nose. “I don’t get you.

So soft sometimes, so stubborn others.

Had to show off our love on Moments, huh? Satisfied now?”

“Psh, yeah, I’m showing off! I have such a cool, gorgeous girlfriend. Why can’t I?” Luoyao said proudly.

Noah affectionately nuzzled her forehead, her gaze drifting to Luoyao’s other Moments posts.

Each one was spaced far apart.

“You don’t post often, do you?” Noah said.

“Nope, not much to post about. The last one was…” Luoyao scrolled through her Moments, saying, “Oh, from a few days after we first… broke up.”

“Broke up? Come on, it was just a temporary separation.”

Luoyao laughed. “Fine, temporary separation.”

She opened that post, her thoughts pulling her back to that night months ago.

“I remember that day, a client chewed me out for not capturing the vibe they wanted. I worked on that drawing for a week, poured my heart into it.

Then it was my period, so I was already in a bad mood. Later, I… thought of you, and I just… Couldn’t hold it in. I missed you so much.”

‘That night, I cried so much, soaked my pillow.

All I could do was post that Moment to comfort myself.’

Noah listened to her little fool’s quiet grievances, feeling the loneliness and helplessness she’d carried.

“Poor girl,” Noah said softly.

Her gaze fell on that post, its content simple, just four words: “I miss you so much.”