Chapter 101: Directly Hitting the Mouse Nest!
After a few minutes of struggle, Ye Wanjing finally conceded and went to eat the meal she had prepared in the living room.
In the bedroom, only Luo Jialan and Sumu, who had buried her head in the pillow, remained.
“I-I haven’t taken a shower yet.”
Sumu timidly said, but it was a lie.
“It’s fine, I don’t mind that, and you smell really nice. Don’t worry, I specifically took a shower before I came.”
With a long-standing plan, fully prepared, and with a clear goal, directly hitting the mouse nest!
Now the poor Shushu had been forced into a corner of her small nest, her strong little hand outside could reach in at any moment to grab the mouse!
“I-I just washed my sheets; it would be bad if they got dirty.”
“It’s okay, I’ll help wash them properly tomorrow.”
Upon hearing this, Sumu’s pupils reflected Luo Jialan’s sincere expression, gradually becoming misty and trembling with each enlargement of the reflection.
I-I’m going to be eaten!
“Miti is right next door…”
“Don’t worry, I have all sorts of ways to soundproof; I won’t disturb her rest—unless she wants to listen in.”
Not knowing who it was meant for, Ye Wanjing outside the door suddenly perked up her tuft of hair, and the meal in her mouth suddenly lost its flavor.
Who would want to hear that stuff!
“Alright, Sumu, stop being awkward; my fingers are very gentle, haven’t you tried many times already?”
Massage, yes, it’s a massage.
Before Sumu could voice her objections, Luo Jialan’s pretty face was already close, putting her within a distance where Sumu could clearly feel the warmth and urgency of her breath, causing her cheeks to blush in just a few breaths.
Sumu’s body had already softened halfway in their gaze; the hands gripping the pillow were easily captured and moved aside, and the small face that had been hidden under the pillow was exposed, looking like a frightened little deer trying to escape, which only further piqued Luo Jialan’s interest.
Her gaze wandered over Sumu’s bright red lips, Luo Jialan wished she could wrap them up tightly right now; the two had long since shifted from looking at each other to Luo Jialan above and Sumu below.
It was obvious who was in charge; Irina watched with great interest.
She wanted to help Sumu achieve her dream of being on top, but the previously boastful mouse had clearly forgotten all that more than anything else, not to mention Luo Jialan had already firmly locked Sumu’s wrists.
What else was worth entangling over? It was already like this; just enjoy it.
Dressed in only a thin white short shirt, Sumu felt a rush of sensation all over as Luo Jialan examined her from this angle, unsure if it was excessive nervousness or a longing for comfort.
The orchid-like breath of Luo Jialan continuously brushed against Sumu’s delicate nose, causing her to finally close her eyes.
Oh, I regret it.
Since there’s no escaping, then hurry up, just hurry up!
But Luo Jialan remained at that ambiguous distance, as if waiting for something.
“Sumu, may I?”
A moment later, Sumu heard Luo Jialan’s soft voice beside her ear.
Is she asking for my consent?
Sumu knew that the small hand holding her wrists was only gently placed there and hadn’t applied any force; as long as she spoke out to refuse or flipped over with strength, she could easily break free from Luo Jialan’s hold.
Perhaps as she thought, Luo Jialan was always more hesitant than bold, fearing that excessive roughness would hurt her feelings.
So should I respond well to her? She had come here all prepared and in high spirits…
Luo Jialan could withstand the Desire Witch’s realm of fallen desires and resist her temptations then; could she not endure it now?
Of course she could, but if rejected, she’d undoubtedly be very disappointed.
Sumu quietly opened her eyes, gazing at the delicate and small face of the blue-haired girl.
Her smooth, aqua blue hair cascaded down, without a single strand falling on her face, seemingly avoiding touching her intentionally.
This allowed her to gaze at Luo Jialan without any obstruction, deeply seeing the hidden enthusiasm behind her light purple eyes, poorly concealed.
Just the heartbeat was enough to see through her disguise.
The reason she did this was simply to allow Sumu to give an honest response.
Not to cater to my feelings, but just to let me know whether I truly wish to accept her upcoming wild side.
Their soft bodies gradually pressed against each other.
Sumu took a deep breath, and without answering, she straightened her body, leaning into Luo Jialan’s astonished gaze, taking the initiative to touch her damp lips.
She took the final step, finally closing the last gap between their hearts, causing Luo Jialan to instantly drown in delight.
Entwined, overlapping, intimately exchanging each other’s scents, sweet as honey, sticky as cake.
Everyone forgot about the existence of Ye Wanjing outside, completely unimpeded by any magic barriers, wholly immersed in a kiss that felt long enough to suffocate.
When their soft lips finally parted, Sumu’s face was painted crimson, like being inebriated, but she had cast aside the last bit of shyness, her dazed eyes still flickering with confusion and reluctance.
“Turn off the lights.”
Sumu nodded, and the room quickly fell into darkness, allowing the girls to better remove their disguises, including that pesky layer of fabric on their bodies.
“Do you want me to help you?”
“No need.”
Sumu awkwardly fumbled with the metal clasp behind her, but whether due to nervousness causing her fingertips to tremble or something else, she still couldn’t manage to touch it, making her a bit anxious and impatient.
“No rush.”
Luo Jialan’s gentle gaze observed every amusing detail in Sumu’s expressions; she had once wondered why she became fond of Sumu, who was the same gender.
Was it her nature, the influence of the Desire Witch, or perhaps… that fanfiction?
The answer no longer mattered, but Luo Jialan knew that her gaze towards Sumu was unique.
Sumu’s current reactions appeared quite adorable in Luo Jialan’s eyes, like a silly husband trying to help his wife undress for the first time, unsure of where to place his hands.
“Let me do it.”
Luo Jialan’s hand circled around Sumu’s neck, easily helping her undo the constraints; in this position, they were already close, and when she let go, the released tension flowed seamlessly into Luo Jialan.
Heart to heart.
At this moment, the two magical girls, endowed with extraordinary power, were driven by the instincts within their ordinary shells.
Their vibrant bodies made the long night feel short and heated.
And the only listener they had, Ye Wanjing, tightly clenched her fists to block out the sensations, only slurping on her noodles.
But this bowl wasn’t delicious at all; the bottom was all wet, with no dry content whatsoever!
I might as well go to sleep.
Falling asleep turned out to be easier than imagined, and Ye Wanjing swiftly arrived at Layer Three of the Dream Realm, a place she had once been reluctant to step into.
She wanted to vent the resentment in her heart!
“Hey, miss, you look all lonely and gloomy.”
The always-buried Ye Wanjing was astonished to lift her head, and before her stood a girl who looked remarkably similar to Sumu.
The difference was, she had a pair of light gray pupils.
“Don’t be curious about who I am just yet; how about having a drink first?”
