All the Female Protagonists Who Have Been Saved Have Become Obsessed [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 52.1

Zhou Xi took the chance to return to the Fast Travel Bureau, submitted a relationship report, and her performance review came back with no issues. Her mission was rated A-level, and she earned hidden bonus points. After completing the mission, the system store reopened. Zhou Xi checked her points: 10 for the A-level evaluation, plus 5 for completing the hidden mission, giving her a total of 28 points.

After deducting 10 points to return to the small world, Zhou Xi stepped out of the airport with her suitcase. It was already the middle of the night when she got home.

The night flowed like water. Zhou Xi opened the door, and before she could press the wall switch, a figure rushed toward her. The familiar scent made Zhou Xi drop her suitcase and hug Beixia tightly.

Beixia clung to Zhou Xi, sulking. Zhou Xi held her waist tightly, reached for the wall switch, and turned on the light. The brightness chased away the darkness as the two stood in the entryway.

“What’s wrong? Why so unhappy?” Zhou Xi held Beixia, lowering her head to rub her forehead against Beixia’s.

Beixia had just filled out her college applications two days ago, and Zhou Xi left only after confirming everything was correct.

Beixia said, “Your school’s in City A, and you’re in City M.”

She buried her face in Zhou Xi’s shoulder, clinging like a big cat.

Zhou Xi had only been gone for two days on a short business trip, but Beixia felt uneasy at home. Thinking about starting college in two months, Beixia was even more reluctant to part with Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi chuckled, her chest vibrating.

“For this?”

Beixia nodded, turning her face to look at Zhou Xi’s fair chin, feeling a bit shy. She wanted to kiss Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi’s lips parted slightly, her chin moving.

“The two cities are so close, just an hour’s drive. I’ll come see you.”

Beixia wasn’t satisfied and scratched Zhou Xi like a cat. Zhou Xi suggested, “There’s still time before school starts. Want to get your driver’s license?”

Beixia nodded.

After Bei Dawei’s imprisonment, her parents’ assets were sorted out. Though the money hadn’t reached her account yet, it was estimated at over 200,000 yuan. Buying a used car to travel between the cities should be doable.

Zhou Xi patted Beixia’s butt. “Let me put down my suitcase.”

Beixia reluctantly let go but trailed behind Zhou Xi like a shadow.

Since they opened up about their feelings, life hadn’t changed much. Though Zhou Xi said she’d try things with Beixia, she was quite reserved. Even when they lay in the same bed at night, they just chatted under the covers.

After finishing high school, Zhou Xi bought Beixia a phone. Beixia still wore the silly children’s watch, which made Zhou Xi lose her nerve to kiss her whenever she saw it. Zhou Xi still needed time to adjust to the shift from sister to lover.

Fresh from her trip, the TV station gave Zhou Xi a day off.

That night, Beixia wouldn’t sleep and clung to her, so Zhou Xi stayed up with her.

Her little lover was too insecure, and Zhou Xi felt it.

Beixia could be quite possessive at times. Zhou Xi didn’t say it, but she secretly liked it.

Beixia tried not to let Zhou Xi notice, holding back, unaware that Zhou Xi, much older, saw through her little tricks.

Zhou Xi saw through but didn’t call it out, playing the sly veteran.

But tonight, she messed up.

Zhou Xi took a shower while Beixia waited in bed.

When Zhou Xi came out after drying her hair, Beixia was reading a book—an all-English poetry collection.

Zhou Xi remembered Beixia’s English wasn’t great, yet in just a few days, she was reading an English book.

Seeing Zhou Xi, Beixia smiled and said, “My lover, my rose, my eyes.”

A three-line love poem.

Zhou Xi wondered who Beixia learned these sweet words from.

Perhaps because they hadn’t seen each other for a while, sparks flew.

As Zhou Xi sat on the bed, Beixia主动 moved over and kissed her.

Beixia knelt on the bed, hands on Zhou Xi’s shoulders, stretching her neck to kiss Zhou Xi.

She’d planned this all day, wanting to taste Zhou Xi.

Zhou Xi always felt she should be the one leading, not the passive one.

But in reality, her endurance in bed was no match for Beixia’s.

Beixia was well-prepared, teasing Zhou Xi until she was caught in the heat. Beixia’s eyes were like water, her face flushed like clouds, rubbing against Zhou Xi. Their fingers intertwined, and when Zhou Xi touched Beixia’s watch strap, she suddenly burst out laughing.

Beixia froze. Zhou Xi, lying on the bed, laughed so hard she covered her face, ruining the mood. She couldn’t stop laughing, and Beixia grew frustrated.

Zhou Xi kissed Beixia’s cheek and whispered in her ear, “Can you stop wearing that children’s watch? Every time I see it, I feel like a beast.”

Beixia gave her a look that seemed to say, “Aren’t you?”

Zhou Xi leaned toward her lips and kissed her.

Beixia raised her hand, and Zhou Xi held it, undoing the watch. It fell on the bed. Zhou Xi kissed Beixia’s elbow, and Beixia took the upper hand.

Afterward, Zhou Xi lay lazily on the bed, playing with Beixia’s hair, entering a sage-like calm.

Beixia, young and energetic, buried her head in Zhou Xi’s arms, unwilling to get up. Zhou Xi said, “Your hair’s gotten long.”

Beixia propped herself up on her elbows. Her silky black hair slid down her back, brushing Zhou Xi’s collarbone, tickling her.

She grabbed a strand and said, “It’s a bit long.”

Her hair, once shoulder-length, now nearly covered her shoulder blades.

Zhou Xi ran her hand from Beixia’s head down her back, feeling like she was raising a pet. Beixia leaned in to kiss Zhou Xi’s chin, licking her like a dog.

The younger one was too enthusiastic, and Zhou Xi was too tired to move.

Covering Beixia’s mouth, Zhou Xi pressed her head down and said firmly, “I’m tired.”

“You’re off tomorrow,” Beixia said, her hands starting to tease again.

Zhou Xi grabbed her hands, forcing Beixia to stop.

“No way,” she refused.

Beixia, newly tasting intimacy, rubbed against Zhou Xi in dissatisfaction.

Zhou Xi laughed, giggling uncontrollably.

What couple laughs like this in bed? In the end, Beixia didn’t get her way, and the lights were forcibly turned off.

In the morning, Beixia woke up first. Zhou Xi, on her day off, was sure to sleep in.

Beixia prepared breakfast before waking Zhou Xi.

By day, she seemed cooler than at night. Though she’d cuddle into Zhou Xi’s arms at night, she woke up with a cold expression.

Zhou Xi loved Beixia’s contrast in bed. She knew Beixia was just shy, acting cold but still caring for Zhou Xi through her actions.

Zhou Xi didn’t want to get up. Beixia leaned down and asked if she was unwell.

Zhou Xi looked up, smiling. “Where did you learn all this?” Her hand climbed Beixia’s neck, and Beixia pulled her up.

Beixia handed Zhou Xi her clothes, shyly turning her face away.

“On my phone,” Beixia said softly.

She was so passionate at night, having seen and done everything, yet so shy in the morning.

Zhou Xi put on her top and got out of bed, legs bare, inner thighs covered in red marks. Beixia’s ears turned red as she followed Zhou Xi.

When Zhou Xi brushed her teeth, Beixia handed her toothpaste. When she washed her face, Beixia gave her a towel, ever attentive.

Zhou Xi asked, “Don’t you have an event today? Why aren’t you going?”

Beixia hugged Zhou Xi from behind, clinging. Zhou Xi, applying skincare, looked at Beixia burying her face in her shoulder. Beixia’s voice was muffled. “Don’t want to go.” Then she added, “I’m not close with them.”

Today was a class reunion organized by Beixia’s class. After this, her classmates would go their separate ways.

Zhou Xi, annoyed, finished her skincare and shook Beixia off, muttering, “It’s hot.”

Summer mornings were warm despite the early hour.

In the living room, Beixia turned on the air conditioner. Zhou Xi grabbed an egg from the dining table. When Beixia tried to cling again, Zhou Xi swatted her hand. “It’s your last high school reunion. You should go.”

She grabbed her phone and transferred money to Beixia.

Beixia’s phone pinged. She looked and said, “I still have money.” She didn’t want to accept Zhou Xi’s payment.

Zhou Xi glanced at her, took Beixia’s phone, and accepted it herself.

Returning the phone, Zhou Xi felt like she was sponsoring a lover and laughed. She sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, lounging lazily.

“Go have fun,” she said, trying to shoo Beixia out.

Beixia looked at Zhou Xi, silently.

Zhou Xi said, “It’s just this once. You might not see them again. Say goodbye to your high school life.”

As she spoke, Beixia’s phone rang. It was Wu Huimin.

“Beixia, when are you getting here? Almost everyone’s here.”

Zhou Xi waved her hand. Beixia looked at her and said into the phone, “Soon.”

She changed into a simple t-shirt and shorts. While tying her shoes, Zhou Xi observed Beixia.

Her figure was light, full of youthful collagen, her simple outfit brimming with energy.

Zhou Xi felt she’d hit the jackpot.

Beixia pursed her lips unhappily. “I’m leaving.”

“Go, go,” Zhou Xi waved.

Beixia grabbed her bag, closed the door, and Zhou Xi grimaced, rubbing her sore waist.

If Beixia didn’t leave, she couldn’t keep up the act.

The younger one was too fierce; the older one couldn’t keep up.

Zhou Xi complained to the system, “Even if my identity has to match the character, did you really need to give me a 30-year-old body?”

System: “Host, this body is 28.”

Zhou Xi: “Won’t I be 29 after the New Year? Is there a difference between 29 and 30?”

System: “Host, your poor stamina is due to lack of exercise, not the body I created.”

Zhou Xi huffed, lying on the sofa, tapping her waist.

Beixia arrived at the reunion spot near noon.

Most of her classmates were there. Wu Huimin was chatting and laughing. Seeing Beixia, she patted the seat beside her. “Here!”

Beixia sat quietly, her long hair over her shoulders, her gaze coolly drifting elsewhere, not joining their discussion.

The reunion included Class 2 and Class 12, led by their homeroom teacher, Zhao Wenyan. The students gradually got familiar, less formal. Wen Chao came over and nudged Beixia. She looked at him, and he awkwardly glanced back. Cui Lin’s makeup was ruined from crying.