Beware Of The Best-Friend-Kiss Friendship Trap - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Thinking Of 108 Kinds of Play for the Future

Pu Tao shrank further into the sofa, turning her back and refusing to speak to them.

After sulking for a while, luckily, she was easily distracted and quickly forgot about it, changing the subject: “Where should we go next? Any plans, Teacher Chu?”

“Do you two have any ideas?” Chu Weiyue countered the question.

Pu Tao scrolled through local recommendations on Little Red Book (a social media platform) and suggested: “Want to go for a hot spring bath? A new bar just opened in the East City, with an opening discount. I saw good reviews. Want to check it out? Also…”

Pu Tao listed several places. Chu Weiyue listened quietly, and only after she finished did she speak: “All those places you mentioned are nice, but I feel like they’re lacking something. They aren’t very meaningful.”

Pu Tao raised an eyebrow, peering over the back of the sofa: “What do you mean? Do you have a good place to recommend?”

Under the gaze of both women, Chu Weiyue nodded seriously: “Since you asked me to recommend a place, I’ll share my designated weekly must-visit spot.”

Jiang Yiqiu had a bad feeling and subconsciously wanted to speak up and stop her.

Pu Tao beat her to it. Hearing “weekly must-visit” and seeing Chu Weiyue’s highly recommended tone, she became energized: “What place is it? You go every week? Is it that addictive?”

Chu Weiyue deliberately played coy: “This is my private, treasured spot. I don’t easily tell outsiders about it. Do you want to go?”

Jiang Yiqiu wanted to say something, but Pu Tao had already excitedly agreed: “Yes! Let’s go!”

“Don’t rush. We just finished eating. Let’s rest for a while before we go.”

“You promise it’s fun?” Pu Tao asked.

“Of course.” Chu Weiyue readily promised, “I guarantee you’ll have a fulfilling and meaningful time.”

An hour later, the three set off and arrived at Chu Weiyue’s “private, treasured” location.

“This is your weekly must-visit spot?”

Pu Tao looked dazed, standing inside the gym, staring at the rows of exercise equipment. She was questioning her life choices.

Her brain must have been kicked by a donkey to believe that guy Chu Weiyue’s nonsense!

Jiang Yiqiu, also forcibly dragged along and dressed in workout clothes, wore an expression of resignation: “I knew this would happen.”

“Everyone go change, and then let’s start exercising.”

Pu Tao took several deep breaths, already on high alert: “It’s fine if you come every week yourself, but you’re not planning to bring us here to exercise every single time, are you?”

Chu Weiyue glanced at her and shook her head: “Certainly not.”

Pu Tao sighed in relief.

Chu Weiyue’s tone was utterly infuriating: “I plan to bring Qiuqiu every week. You just happened to be here this time, so I brought you along. In the future, it will just be the two of us.”

—It’ll be our private two-person world in the future.

Pu Tao: …

Pu Tao felt a lump in her throat, unsure whether to be relieved or to punch her.

Pu Tao: “Since you work out often, why not just install some equipment at home? It would be easier.”

Chu Weiyue looked dejected: “Do you think I don’t want to? The rented house is too small; I can’t fit anything.”

Then, she stated firmly: “When I buy a house in the future, I must buy a big one and dedicate a room to a gym.”

She then instructed Jiang Yiqiu: “I promised our mom I would take you to exercise properly. You have to come to this gym with me every week from now on.”

Now that she was here, there was no escaping. What could Jiang Yiqiu say? She obediently nodded in agreement.

Pu Tao could only give her a thumbs-up for her perseverance: “Worthy of someone who has practiced Taekwondo since childhood.”

Chu Weiyue raised an eyebrow at her: “A piece of cake.”

The three changed clothes. Chu Weiyue briefly went over the safety guidelines and shared her personal workout tips, then asked: “Which exercises do you want to do?”

Pu Tao looked listless: “The one where I can lie down and not move.”

“…” A vein throbbed on Chu Weiyue’s forehead. “That’s it? Why don’t you just go home? You’d be better suited as a pig lying down at home.”

Pu Tao: …

Chu Weiyue could poison herself just by licking her own lips.

The workout began. Chu Weiyue personally guided Jiang Yiqiu, explaining and demonstrating seriously, and then dumped Pu Tao off on a coach.

She first explained the use of several common pieces of equipment, corrected her a few times, and reminded her to check the mirror opposite to ensure her form was correct. Then, she separated from her to do their own exercises, while keeping an eye on Jiang Yiqiu’s situation.

It was below zero degrees outside, but the gym was heated, and the temperature was comfortable. Chu Weiyue started her immersive workout, and time flew by.

After completing another set of stretches, she turned around and realized Jiang Yiqiu was gone. She scanned the room and saw her sitting on a bench a few steps away, staring blankly in her direction.

Chu Weiyue walked over. She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but Jiang Yiqiu’s gaze carried an uncharacteristic heat. As she approached, her eyes stayed fixed on her body.

“Qiuqiu, how long have you been exercising? Are you already resting?”

Jiang Yiqiu didn’t stand up, looking a little fatigued: “Yueyue, I’m tired.”

Even as she said that, her eyes remained fixed on Chu Weiyue, scanning the sweat-soaked sports tank top on her body. The pure cotton material was highly absorbent and breathable. After the workout, the dark tea-colored tank top was damp and clung to her body, outlining beautiful contours. The fullness of her chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

Chu Weiyue had been genuinely working out. A thin layer of sweat beaded on her skin. A drop of crystal sweat slid down the delicate, fair curve of her neck. Her shoulders were slender, her waist thin, but not without a sense of strength. Jiang Yiqiu’s gaze slid down to her abdomen, seemingly wanting to pierce through the thin fabric and touch the sharp line of her abs.

A gym room is definitely necessary in their future home.

If Chu Weiyue always walked around like this outside… Jiang Yiqiu’s eyes darkened, and she lowered her lids to conceal the uncontrollable possessiveness in her gaze.

Chu Weiyue was completely unaware of the undercurrent of emotion from the person in front of her: “We came here to exercise. How can you be lazy?”

Jiang Yiqiu looked up at her from below, saying in a low voice: “It’s enough if you work out well.”

Chu Weiyue frowned: “How is it enough if I…”

She stood right in front of Jiang Yiqiu, less than twenty centimeters apart. Before she could finish, Jiang Yiqiu reached out, hooking her fingers and gently tracing the inside of her hand, subtly brushing against her warm palm. She looked up at her with a hint of innocent pity.

She spoke softly: “If you work out well, you can protect me, just like before. Yueyue, are you unwilling to protect me?”

Chu Weiyue was instantly distracted by her words and responded without thinking: “Of… of course I’m willing! I’ll protect you.”

She was clearly infatuated, her soul completely drifting away.

Pu Tao, who was lazily slacking off and happened to witness this scene: …

These terrifying lesbians.

Chu Weiyue was so charmed she almost took Jiang Yiqiu home immediately.

Fortunately, Pu Tao was there. Unable to tolerate the strangely ambiguous atmosphere between the two, she harshly snapped them out of it: “Are you going to keep working out or not? If not, I’m leaving.”

Chu Weiyue came back to her senses. Remembering her mother’s instructions and Jiang Yiqiu’s fragile body that desperately needed strengthening, she hardened her heart: “We’ll work out a little longer.”

Jiang Yiqiu sighed, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to refuse. Under Chu Weiyue’s expectant gaze, she stood up.

But she didn’t move immediately. Instead, she asked: “We’ve exercised for a while today. Can you teach me something practical?”

Chu Weiyue: “Like what?”

“Self-defense, how about it?” Jiang Yiqiu smiled.

That was a good suggestion, and it was easier than fitness, making it easier for Jiang Yiqiu to grasp.

Before Chu Weiyue could speak, Jiang Yiqiu actively pulled her to a relatively empty and uncrowded area.

“You certainly don’t have time for standardized practice. I’ll teach you something easier to learn.” Chu Weiyue thought for a moment. “‘Better to take ten punches than one elbow.’ So, I’ll teach you the elbow strike.”

The elbow strike was simple to learn with minimal technique. Chu Weiyue explained the mechanics of maximum force delivery and which areas were most effective to strike, then began the practical application.

“Like this, I’ll be the bad guy. If I grab your wrist…”

Chu Weiyue was about to act, but Jiang Yiqiu thought of something: “Isn’t that too simple? A real bad guy won’t be so easy to handle.”

That was a valid point. Chu Weiyue: “Then what do you suggest?”

Jiang Yiqiu smiled slightly: “Trust me. Let’s do this…”

She actively took hold of Chu Weiyue’s two arms, turned her back to her, and let Chu Weiyue’s strong, tight arms press closely against her neck.

Jiang Yiqiu’s strength was too small. Chu Weiyue, who exercised regularly, could easily lock her in her embrace with one hand, making her unable to move.

A long arm looped around Jiang Yiqiu’s slender neck. From a distance, Chu Weiyue had her securely confined in her embrace, and Jiang Yiqiu showed no sign of resistance, allowing the action.

Their posture was intimate, like a pair of entwined lovers in a passionate embrace.

Chu Weiyue’s arm shifted slightly, feeling Jiang Yiqiu’s fingers gently brush her arm, causing a subtle tickle.

Chu Weiyue hesitated: “Starting like this, won’t it be a bit too much…”

Jiang Yiqiu interrupted. Because of the constriction around her neck, her speech wasn’t perfectly smooth: “A bad guy won’t always… choose easy-to-escape positions. Let’s try this first. If it doesn’t work, we’ll change.”

That was true.

After a moment of silence, Chu Weiyue said: “Then… I’m going to use some force?”

Jiang Yiqiu smiled: “Use force.”

Chu Weiyue slowly tightened her arm. The already intimate distance between her arm and Jiang Yiqiu’s neck was reduced again. Chu Weiyue controlled the force, maintaining a tight squeeze that wouldn’t cause injury.

Then, she waited for Jiang Yiqiu’s counter-attack.

After a moment of quiet, Jiang Yiqiu still made no move.

Her slender back was pressed tightly against the softness of the other person’s chest. Chu Weiyue’s flexible, powerful arm was restraining her throat. The dangerous proximity caused Jiang Yiqiu’s heart to pound uncontrollably.

Thump-thump, thump-thump.

The fear of suffocation triggered an animal instinct of panic, but besides that…

There was also a sliver of excitement, desperately suppressed beneath the fear.

The strength in the arm slowly tightened, but Jiang Yiqiu only gently held onto her forearm with both hands, not attempting the elbow strike.

Chu Weiyue felt uneasy and was about to ask, when her pupils suddenly constricted at Jiang Yiqiu’s expression.

She was standing behind Jiang Yiqiu, so she shouldn’t have been able to see her expression.

But a few steps away, there was a floor-to-ceiling mirror directly opposite them. Chu Weiyue inadvertently looked up and saw Jiang Yiqiu’s moist eyes, shimmering with an alluring wateriness. Her eye corners were flushed red, like a foggy lake surface.

Jiang Yiqiu’s frail body was firmly locked in her grip. Her fair, jade-like hands clutched her forearm, her knuckles lightly trembling.

Chu Weiyue knew she wasn’t using much force, but in the mirror, it looked as if her throat was being choked, and her delicate fingers were struggling in vain. She looked like a white bird with no hope of escape, only able to weakly and tremblingly fall back into the cage. If the hunter exerted just a little more force, the slender, fragile neck could easily be snapped.

Yet, this prey was not alarmed at all, as if she willingly accepted it. Chu Weiyue even saw her bat her watery eyes at her reflection in the mirror.

It seemed unintentional, yet provocative.

Chu Weiyue’s heart shuddered. The next second, she heard an almost inaudible moan forced out of the person in her arms.

Chu Weiyue suddenly came to her senses and instantly released the person in her embrace.

Jiang Yiqiu’s fair, jade-like face was dusted with a faint pink. Chu Weiyue saw that her usually calm eyes were shining with a strange light.

It looked like excitement.

If anyone else had been standing there, they would have faintly realized that in that single second, Jiang Yiqiu’s eyes had probably already conceived of 108 kinds of play for the future.

But Chu Weiyue was only confused.

How could Qiuqiu be like that?

Such a realization was too contradictory to her understanding of the other person. Chu Weiyue dismissed it, thus failing to notice the warning sign.

And it was all over in an instant.

“Are you… are you okay?” Chu Weiyue’s mind was reeling. Her first priority was checking on her. The delicate, fair skin on Jiang Yiqiu’s neck was already showing red marks.

So fragile. I barely used any force.

It was clear that in a real fight, Jiang Yiqiu would have no room to resist.

Chu Weiyue supported her, her palm subconsciously resting on the warm, reddened skin of her neck, right by the bright red mole on the side of her neck.

Chu Weiyue suddenly remembered that Jiang Yiqiu also had a small red mole like this on her chest.

Her constitution is a real problem. She hadn’t done anything yet, and already there were these marks that could lead to misunderstandings.

If she were to actually do something…

In that split second, various images flashed uncontrollably through Chu Weiyue’s mind: slender ankles covered in finger marks, fair, moist fingers desperately held down, and the bright red mole on her chest being licked, glistening with moisture…

Jiang Yiqiu straightened up, using the person in front of her for support, apparently fine. She noticed a blush creeping up Chu Weiyue’s cheeks, who seemed lost in thought. Jiang Yiqiu blinked, her watery eyes sparkling.

She leaned closer to Chu Weiyue, the distance between them shrinking infinitely, as if her rose-petal lips were about to kiss her.

Jiang Yiqiu whispered: “Yueyue, what are you thinking about?”