A Pair of Evil Women's Love - Chapter 36
Chapter 36
That snap of the heartstring was so loud it drowned out Fu Yilan’s own heartbeat.
“Nonsense!” Fu Yilan snapped, her voice hard with mortified embarrassment. “Stop tooting your own horn, Miss Fu Haitang.”
Fu Haitang studied Fu Yilan, as if looking for a flaw in her tough facade, but she had severely underestimated Fu Yilan’s ability to act hard-hearted while being soft on the inside and to say the exact opposite of what she meant.
Fu Haitang bit her lip and retreated until she was at a safe distance, feeling embarrassed by her own forwardness.
“Then should we settle our accounts with cold, hard cash?”
Just as Fu Yilan was about to breathe a sigh of relief and tell her to go, Fu Haitang suddenly came back and took out her phone, opening the calculator right in front of her. Fu Yilan was a little stunned.
Meanwhile, the bathtub was filling up. The water level was rising, past her feet and ankles, soaking her clothes and her bottom. The fabric clung to her body, and soon everything that should or shouldn’t be exposed would be visible to Fu Haitang.
With her injured foot, she had no freedom. As the water level rose, Fu Yilan was a trapped animal in the bathtub!
Fu Haitang, dressed so properly, was going to sit by the tub and “settle accounts.” Fu Yilan glared at her. “You go out first. I’ll settle with you after I’m done.”
Fu Haitang was a monster. She wouldn’t let go of her leverage. “Let’s settle it now, while the iron is hot.”
You’re taking advantage of the situation!
The water was getting deep, reaching her chest. Her clothes were soaked and clung to her body. Since she couldn’t move easily, Fu Yilan planned to do both her shower and bath in the tub.
Fu Haitang saw that the water was ready and urged her to take off her clothes first. “Rinse off first, then I’ll get some fresh water for you. You can have a nice long soak, but don’t get your foot wet.”
Her foot was held up high. Her shoes and socks had been taken off at the hospital. Fu Yilan curled her toes, feeling like chicken being prepared for a blanching before being properly washed.
“You… you should just settle the account with me,” Fu Yilan grumbled, hating her powerlessness.
Fu Haitang smiled wickedly. “After I’ve washed you, I’ll add the scrubbing fee to the bill.”
“Wait!” Fu Yilan didn’t have time to argue before Fu Haitang, annoyed by her dawdling, reached out and stripped her bare. “Fu Haitang! Don’t… don’t touch me…”
That “wait” was a cry of indignation.
The three words calling her by name were full of panic.
The last few words were a mix of begging and coaxing.
Fu Haitang wasn’t one to bully people without cause. She gave her a chance, acting magnanimous. “Alright, you can take off the last two yourself.”
Fu Yilan: “…”
Fu Yilan’s hands were clasped over her chest. The water in the tub was already on the verge of overflowing, and her br3asts were on the verge of spilling out. If she let go, it would be a landslide.
Fu Yilan bit her lip until it was white. She refused to let go. Fu Haitang, even more wicked, scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her chest. The water ran down her collarbones and into the valley between her br3asts.
The sight in front of her was so beautiful that Fu Haitang couldn’t understand why her hands had a mind of their own. She grabbed her right wrist with her left hand, panicked. “I… I…”
“My hands aren’t listening to me! Let me explain, I just wanted to wash you—ah!”
Splash!
Fu Haitang choked on water and tried to climb out, but Fu Yilan grabbed her head and pushed her back under!
Gurgle…
White bubbles rose to the surface. Fu Yilan gnashed her teeth in anger. “My leg is lame, not my arms! Fu Haitang! I’ll drown you!”
“I!” Fu Haitang surfaced, feeling a pair of hands grab her waist. “Wait— gurgle—”
Fu Yilan: “I’m going to strip you!”
Fu Haitang: “…”
…
Five minutes later.
Slippers lay on the floor outside the tub. The skirt was tossed on the edge, and their intimate clothes were trampled underfoot. At opposite ends of the tub, Fu Yilan and Fu Haitang sat, arms crossed over their chests.
The silence lasted for what felt like an eternity.
Fu Yilan finally asked, “Weren’t you going to wash me?”
Fu Haitang looked at the ceiling and mumbled, “So ungrateful.”
Fu Yilan chuckled. “You just wanted to mess with me.”
Fu Haitang lowered her gaze to Fu Yilan, then reached out and moved a towel from her shoulder. “You’re… exposed.”
Fu Yilan was stunned. In the next second, a hot flush spread across her body. She subconsciously tried to pull her legs back, but at the critical moment, someone gripped her ankle and held her fast!
“Fu Haitang!” Her voice had a hint of a sob.
Fu Haitang swallowed. “If we keep arguing, the water will get cold. I’ll wash you…”
My figure is great, what’s there to be afraid of! Fu Haitang tried to reassure herself. She stood up and picked up a loofah from the shelf. “I’ll… I’ll start with this foot.”
Fu Yilan: “…”
The feeling on her ankle was a little itchy. She struggled, but Fu Haitang snapped softly, “Do you want to go back to the TV station or not! Behave!”
Fu Yilan’s rebellious streak flared up again. She scoffed. “I was just thinking of you, seeing how shy you are. I didn’t want to make things difficult for you, Miss Haitang.”
“What a joke,” Fu Haitang said. “What part of you haven’t I seen? It’s you, the big star, who’s being so secretive…”
A handful of water splashed on her face. Fu Yilan’s face was flushed, but her smile was dangerous. “Let’s be clear. We got together during my estrus, it was uncontrollable.”
“Is that so?” Fu Haitang’s palm moved up Fu Yilan’s calf. She lifted the leg and placed it on her shoulder, asking softly, “Then what about this?”
The closeness of her breathing, the way her weak point was exposed, it made Fu Yilan’s mind race. She swallowed. “I don’t smell anything.”
“I smell the scent of orchids,” Fu Haitang said with a smile. “Hold your leg yourself.”
Fu Yilan: “…”
Fu Yilan was speechless. Her body was so flexible that holding her right leg herself was no problem, but that position… it left her completely exposed. All sense of shame and dignity was gone!
“I really can’t do this… here… Mmm…” Fu Yilan moaned. “Fu Haitang!”
The water tap was right next to Fu Yilan. Fu Haitang felt she had done nothing wrong. She had just… accidentally bumped her knee against something while moving closer.
“I’m letting the water out,” Fu Haitang explained.
Fu Yilan: “You’ve already drained and refilled this water twice!”
Fu Haitang: “Oh, I forgot. Ah!”
Fu Haitang cried out in pain, clutching her chest and looking at Fu Yilan in disbelief. “Why are you pinching me!”
Fu Yilan rubbed her fingertips together. Her face was flushed, and her expression was one of mischievous glee, as if she had just gotten her revenge. “If you keep doing this, I won’t go easy on you.”
“Vengeful!” Fu Haitang said.
Fu Yilan: “Taking advantage of my situation!”
Fu Haitang: “I’ll scrub you down!”
“Then wash me!” Fu Yilan said.
The omega’s skin was as delicate as tofu. One pass of the loofah and it turned a frightening shade of red. Fu Haitang tossed the loofah aside and used her hands instead. As she washed, the air in the bathroom grew heated.
Fu Haitang: “You really don’t smell anything?”
How could she not smell it? The scents of orchid and begonia were so tightly intertwined, they had become inseparable a long time ago.
Fu Haitang took off Fu Yilan’s last two pieces of clothing. “You smell so good. I wonder if it’s the body wash.”
Fu Yilan turned her face away and put one hand against the wall. She couldn’t answer, and she didn’t want to. That hand was lighting a fire, making her chest rise and fall, and filling her with restless desire. If she opened her mouth, she was afraid the truth would spill out.
“Time to get out and dry off,” Fu Haitang said.
Fu Yilan leaned on the wall and turned her back to her. Fu Haitang started drying her from the back of her neck. It was this exact spot that made Fu Yilan clench her fists. “Mmm…” A tear welled in the corner of her eye. “Don’t touch me there!”
“Oh…” Fu Haitang squeezed the towel. She felt thirsty and her throat was dry, but there was no water nearby, only Fu Yilan’s wet back, covered in droplets.
“I’m thirsty.”
“Then go get some water.”
“Okay…”
Fu Yilan groaned. Her legs went soft, and she could only stand with support from Fu Haitang’s arm around her waist. “I meant… I meant for you to go get water…”
The lips that had been drinking moved lower. Fu Haitang still felt thirsty. “Your foot can’t get wet.”
Fu Yilan gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed in unbearable tension. She held her right leg up. “You… just dry me off properly!”
Fu Haitang knelt down. “Don’t forget, I still have to settle our account.”
…
“Why are they taking so long for a stupid bath?” In the living room, Ji Xiaotong had made three buckets of instant noodles to treat Fu Yilan, but she waited and waited. The noodles became a soggy mess, and the two still hadn’t come out.
Ji Xiaotong: “If you two weren’t both women, I’d think you were taking a couples’ bath!”
The bedroom door opened.
Ji Xiaotong immediately stood up. “Mommy!”
Fu Haitang came out to get some water. Her face was flushed, and her mind was elsewhere. She saw the three buckets of noodles on the table, grabbed one, and started eating. After a few bites, she remembered Ji Xiaotong. “Your mom’s asleep.”
Ji Xiaotong: “What about my noodles?”
“Don’t waste them. You eat them all,” Fu Haitang said.
Ji Xiaotong: “But she hasn’t taken her medicine yet. I…”
Fu Haitang: “I fed it to her.”
Ji Xiaotong: “I want to go check on Mommy.”
Fu Haitang’s ears turned red. She refused. “What’s there to see? She’s asleep. You can see her tomorrow.”
Ji Xiaotong: “I have more questions!”
Fu Haitang finished her noodles. “Ask away.”
Ji Xiaotong: “There’s a guest room at home, so why is Mommy sleeping in your room?”
Fu Haitang: “The guest room hasn’t been cleaned.”
“The apartment manager sends cleaners twice a week! The guest room is cleaner than my face!” Ji Xiaotong said.
Fu Haitang poured a glass of warm water and went back into the room. “Clean up the table.”
“Hey—” The master bedroom door closed, and Ji Xiaotong was shut out again. She pouted, put her hands on her hips, and punched the air. “I’m so mad! A dragon in a shallow pond gets teased by shrimp; a defeated phoenix is not even as good as a chicken! Fu Haitang, the big villain, has us both wrapped around her finger!”
After rinsing her mouth and brushing her teeth, Fu Haitang got into bed next to the person who was already sound asleep. She turned on the air purifier and carefully rested her head on the satin pillowcase.
Fu Haitang turned her back to Fu Yilan and counted on her fingers how many times they had been intimate. “One, two, three… I think it was five times, right…”
Fu Yilan: “…”
Fu Yilan gripped the sheets. She didn’t expect to be teased even while pretending to be asleep. Fu Haitang was re-living the moment and reminding her of her embarrassing behavior.
Does this person not know I’m awake? Is she doing this on purpose? Or… she is definitely doing this on purpose!
What else could it be but on purpose?
Oh no, oh no, Fu Haitang clutched the blanket, wanting to cry. That many times… Lu Jing would kill me so many times over now, boo hoo hoo…
“Why are you crying?” The fabric rustled. A soft body embraced her from behind. Fu Yilan’s breath tickled her ear. “Did I not satisfy you? Are you sad?”
Fu Haitang: “Wait, I wasn’t!”
“Stop pretending,” Fu Yilan taunted. “That position earlier was inconvenient for someone with a bad leg like me. Now that we’re in bed, why are you acting so tough?”
Fu Yilan’s hand reached down. Fu Haitang clamped her legs together to stop her.
Finally, it’s this person’s turn to make that expression. Fu Yilan felt a wave of satisfaction. She smiled. “Five times, was it? You counted so carefully. I’ll make it all up to you!”