Beware Of The Best-Friend-Kiss Friendship Trap - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Whether It Was From Pain or From Pleasure

When she calmed down, Chu Weiyue, who was “determined to maintain distance,” had already automatically and actively led her “future girlfriend” to the master bedroom.

Chu Weiyue, realizing the situation was wrong: …

Wait a minute, wasn’t she supposed to maintain distance? Wasn’t she supposed to sleep in separate rooms?

What have I done?!

Her mind got carried away, and she did something foolish. Now that she realized it, the sky had fallen.

And she was the one who poked the hole.

While she stood in the middle of the bedroom like a wooden post, staring blankly for three minutes, Jiang Yiqiu retrieved loungewear from her suitcase, stood by the bed, and lifted her clothes, ready to change.

Chu Weiyue’s brain was offline, unable to flexibly control her eyes. By the time she reacted, her eyes had instantly received the full image from the opposite side.

The light coffee-colored wool sweater was pulled up, revealing a section of a slender, pale waist, and above that, a tightly wrapped, graceful, and rounded curve.

Qiuqiu usually looks so thin and frail, I didn’t expect her figure to be so good…

But she’s still too skinny, no abs…

Wait, what am I thinking?!

Reacting half a beat too late, Chu Weiyue’s face flushed bright red. She almost covered her eyes and fled in panic.

Chu Weiyue turned away: “W-w-why didn’t you say anything and suddenly take off your clothes?”

Jiang Yiqiu was putting on her pajamas and buttoning them up. Hearing the question, she looked over, her apricot eyes curving. The small fan-shaped double eyelids formed a beautiful arc, and her tone was matter-of-fact: “It’s not like we haven’t done it before. What are you shy about?”

They certainly had done it before, but they weren’t in the same dorm in college and had been separated for two years after graduation! The last time they were so intimate was before they became adults!

Can’t I be shy about it now?

Chu Weiyue argued internally. Jiang Yiqiu looked so composed, making it seem like Chu Weiyue was the one with a guilty conscience.

It must be the System’s words influencing me. I never used to overthink things!

Jiang Yiqiu took a step forward, her beautiful face growing larger in front of Chu Weiyue. She whispered: “Isn’t it normal for best friends to do this? Could it be that Yueyue you…”

Chu Weiyue’s internal alarm bells went off. She loudly rebutted: “No problem! I think it’s very normal too!”

Not giving Jiang Yiqiu a chance to say more, she pushed her into the bathroom: “Go take a shower quickly. I’ll apply the medicine for you when you’re done.”

Halfway, she remembered that Jiang Yiqiu had hit her leg: “Wait, can you wash the injury on your leg?”

“It’s fine. The skin isn’t broken. I can barely feel it.”

Jiang Yiqiu entered the bathroom. The room was temporarily quiet, and Chu Weiyue let out a long breath.

Qiuqiu was right. They were best friends, and they were both straight. What’s the big deal about seeing a body? They used to bathe in the same tub as children.

Chu Weiyue regained her confidence.

Even if Jiang Yiqiu appeared naked in front of her, she wouldn’t blush even once!

Straight girls are this fearless!

She must be influenced by the System, constantly thinking in strange directions.

Chu Weiyue shook her head, shaking all those messy thoughts out. Don’t overthink, don’t overthink. This is normal, this is normal…

Successfully brainwashing herself, Chu Weiyue felt much more settled.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. After a while, the water stopped, and Jiang Yiqiu’s voice came through the door, slightly muffled: “Yueyue.”

No need for many words. Some things become second nature. One call and she knew what her friend meant.

Chu Weiyue, who claimed to be completely composed, took a towel from the wardrobe. Unlike before, she didn’t just throw the door open and walk in. She opened a crack and handed the towel inside.

Even so, seeing that section of a small arm, flushed pink from the steam, reaching out from inside the door, she immediately looked away.

It was as if her eyes had grown thorns.

Jiang Yiqiu came out after showering, carrying the scent of steam. Chu Weiyue took her pajamas and went in.

Remembering that it was Monday tomorrow, meaning work, Chu Weiyue asked: “Where exactly is your friend’s company? I’ll drive you.”

Chu Weiyue was worried that Jiang Yiqiu would have to look for work right after returning, but Jiang Yiqiu said that before coming back, she had already secured a suitable position through a friend’s recommendation and could start tomorrow.

Earning a living was the top priority. With that settled, Chu Weiyue felt relieved.

Jiang Yiqiu: “The company is in the opposite direction from Huayu. My friend will pick me up since it’s on their way. No need to trouble you.”

“Huayu” was the name of the school where Chu Weiyue taught.

Having a friend on the way made things convenient. Chu Weiyue didn’t ask any more questions.

Chu Weiyue quickly finished her shower and came out. She got a new duvet for Jiang Yiqiu and spread it on the bed.

As Chu Weiyue searched for other bedding, she turned around and saw Jiang Yiqiu standing by the bed, tidying the bedding.

This scene was familiar, reminding her of their playful student days.

Chu Weiyue felt a sudden impulse. She quietly crept up from behind, put both arms around Jiang Yiqiu’s waist, and pulled her into a hug, pressing most of her body against her.

“Heh!”

Her action was sudden. Added to the fact that she was taller and heavier than the person in front of her, Jiang Yiqiu was half-bent over tidying the bedding. The sudden force from behind made her tilt forward unexpectedly. Losing her balance, the two of them tumbled onto the soft duvet, landing in a pile.

Both of them were only wearing pajamas. Their bodies, warmed by the hot water, emitted a gentle heat, and their body temperatures pressed tightly against each other through the thin fabric.

Pulled into an embrace, Jiang Yiqiu let out a soft groan and pushed her, laughing: “You startled me. Get up.”

“I don’t want to.” Chu Weiyue held her tightly and wouldn’t let go, her cheek resting against Jiang Yiqiu’s long, loose hair. Her freshly washed and dried hair was fluffy and soft, and it smelled wonderful—like the shampoo she always used in her bathroom.

Jiang Yiqiu was now permeated with the same scent as her, as if they had fused into one.

This realization brought a hint of secret excitement to Chu Weiyue’s heart that she didn’t even notice.

Chu Weiyue buried her head in Jiang Yiqiu’s neck, sniffing around. Her nose lightly brushed against the soft, tight skin, causing a slight tickle. Jiang Yiqiu’s sensitive ears twitched, and a blush crept up.

The instigator was completely unaware, giggling: “Qiuqiu, you smell so good.”

Jiang Yiqiu’s neck was becoming red and itchy from her actions. She couldn’t take it anymore and asked softly for release: “Get up… it’s uncomfortable.”

The more she protested, the more excited Chu Weiyue became. She held on tight, her arms around Jiang Yiqiu’s waist refusing to be still. Her fingers were long and flexible, tickling her.

Jiang Yiqiu laughed uncontrollably, asking her to stop messing around while still laughing. Unfortunately, her strength was incomparable to Chu Weiyue’s. After struggling for a long time, she still couldn’t escape the clutches, and the two rolled around on the bed.

Jiang Yiqiu wasn’t afraid of anything except being tickled. However, this was a small secret, known only to Chu Weiyue and almost no one else—not even her close assistant knew.

Even if she told the assistant, the assistant wouldn’t dare to spread it or do anything about it. If she did, she would likely lose her job.

Chu Weiyue had absolute physical dominance over Jiang Yiqiu, pinning her to the bed and preventing her from resisting.

Jiang Yiqiu’s waist was slender, soft, and very sensitive—Chu Weiyue had known this for a long time.

During all this commotion, Chu Weiyue became slightly reckless. She somehow touched Jiang Yiqiu’s sensitive spot. The person beneath her suddenly let out a low moan, her body trembling slightly, on the verge of collapsing.

This sound made Chu Weiyue’s whole body jolt. Her senses returned, and she sobered up.

What am I doing?

Chu Weiyue swallowed hard, looking at the situation on the bed.

Taking advantage of her superior strength, she had pinned the other person down, kneeling on top, leaving her helpless.

Jiang Yiqiu’s eyes were flushed pink at the corners, her bright eyes watery, and her smooth hair was now messy.

She looked exactly like a delicate flower that had been ravaged.

Holy sh1t.

Realizing her great sin, Chu Weiyue’s lips trembled. She didn’t dare to carry on, quickly pulling the other person up: “I’m so s-s-sorry! Are you okay?”

Jiang Yiqiu took two soft breaths and shook her head: “I’m fine.”

Chu Weiyue was full of remorse, wanting to punch herself twice.

Messing around normally is one thing, but what was she doing now? This is a “special period”!

She had just said to maintain distance, and then immediately went to zero distance, and she was the one who initiated it!

Being too familiar is indeed the biggest problem.

After regretting, she couldn’t help but try to justify herself. They used to play fight like this all the time. They’d finish and move on. Jiang Yiqiu had never reacted like this before!

It was like… like she had been bullied.

But regardless, it was her fault. Chu Weiyue stayed put obediently, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Fortunately, Jiang Yiqiu wasn’t angry. She proactively changed the subject: “Didn’t you say you were going to apply medicine for me?”

Right!

She almost forgot the main order of business.

Remembering her actions just now, she felt even more remorseful: “Just now… are you sure you’re okay? Did I hurt you?”

Jiang Yiqiu: “It doesn’t hurt. Didn’t I say I can barely feel it?”

“You… you wait a moment. I’ll get the medicated oil.”

Chu Weiyue kept a first-aid kit at home, specifically stocked with medicated oil for Jiang Yiqiu. She didn’t need to run out and buy it. She could use it right away.

The injuries were indeed minor. For a normal person, the pain would pass instantly. But Jiang Yiqiu’s constitution was different. Her skin was very thin and marked easily. If a normal person was accidentally bumped on the street, their skin might turn red and fade quickly. Jiang Yiqiu was different. Not only would it turn red right away, but it would almost certainly leave a patch of blue-purple bruising afterwards.

It didn’t hurt much, but getting bruises easily, just from two slight bumps, looked frightening.

Chu Weiyue took out the medicated oil and beckoned to Jiang Yiqiu: “Come here.”

Jiang Yiqiu sat next to her and leaned back, resting her upper body against the headboard. She was wearing pajama bottoms, so her smooth skin was hidden, but her long, straight leg lines were still discernible.

Chu Weiyue knelt in front of her, hearing her heart rate speed up.

She was starting to get nervous again.

She intended to just roll up the pajama bottom, but found it inconvenient to apply the medicine and would also stain the pajamas.

Jiang Yiqiu looked up: “Should I take them off?”

Chu Weiyue opened her mouth, desperately telling herself this was for applying medicine, and good best friends shouldn’t worry about such details: “Okay.”

“That…” Chu Weiyue’s mouth was about to escape the control of her brain, “Will you take them off yourself or should I help you?”

After saying it, she wanted to bite off her tongue. What a confusing thing to say, practically inviting misunderstanding.

Chu Weiyue inwardly laughed hysterically.

Forget maintaining distance. I should just commit suicide. Get it over with.

Fortunately, Jiang Yiqiu didn’t dwell on such details. She smiled: “I’ll do it myself.”

With that, she removed her lower garments, revealing a pair of long legs. They were snow-white, straight, and beautifully contoured in an objective sense.

Chu Weiyue sometimes couldn’t help but sigh that when the Goddess Nuwa created people, she was far too partial to Jiang Yiqiu. Not only was she beautiful, but every part of her body was so lovely, truly attractive to all genders.

Thinking about it, Chu Weiyue started to feel a sense of pride. This perfect person was her best friend.

No one could steal her.

However, once the pajama bottom was fully removed, Chu Weiyue couldn’t smile anymore.

Jiang Yiqiu’s constitution was just as before. The knees that hit the ground, and the area about two or three inches above, were covered in red marks, gradually turning blue-purple. The contrast with her fair, smooth skin was too stark.

It was a shocking sight, looking as if she had suffered some kind of abuse.

Chu Weiyue’s expression was very poor.

Noticing her change in mood, Jiang Yiqiu quietly comforted her: “It really doesn’t hurt. My skin has always been like this. It just looks scary. You know that.”

Chu Weiyue said nothing more: “I’ll rub it in for you.”

“Mmm.”

Although the room was heated, exposed skin was never fully warm. Jiang Yiqiu felt a little cold and subconsciously tucked her long legs back slightly.

The plump, smooth flesh of her thighs gently wobbled with the movement, creating a ripple that inspired imagination.

Chu Weiyue, holding the medicated oil, felt her throat dry. She didn’t dare to look anymore, and said in a hoarse voice: “I… I’m starting.”

The corners of Jiang Yiqiu’s eyes turned faintly red. Her snow-white, long legs were exposed, and she curled up slightly. She looked like a small, injured animal that instinctively flinches as the hunter approaches.

Yet, her eyes held no fear or panic. Instead, they shone with a strange light.

Saying she felt nothing was merely a comforting lie. Bumps and bruises inevitably leave pain. Pressing down hard instantly magnified the sensation.

The hand, covered in medicated oil, pressed down on her leg, starting from the knee, moving upward, and further upward, rubbing firmly.

All the way up to near the inner thigh.

Delicate, soft skin could not withstand such friction. The sudden, intense stimulation was too much. Jiang Yiqiu was caught off guard, and a soft gasp escaped her lips. The voice was soft and low, like a hook that went straight into one’s heart, mixed with an unclear, ambiguous meaning.

She bit down hard on her lip, her breathing erratic.

Whether it was from pain or from pleasure.