Ex-Girlfriend Strategy (GL) - Chapter 21

Shu Nanxuan woke up thirsty.

Drunk people often got thirsty at night, and that discomfort stirred her awake around four or five in the morning.

Her tongue licked her lips, finding only dryness.

She didn’t open her eyes, groping for the switch on the headboard.

The sudden bright light jolted her awake.

In her memory, this switch was for a soft, non-glaring nightlight, but now it lit the room brightly, making her eyes uncomfortable from the intense light.

Shu Nanxuan squinted, realizing she wasn’t in her own room.

The room’s overall color scheme was similar to hers—mostly black, white, and gray—but the differences were clear.

She quickly realized she was likely in Yang Jiu’s room.

She remembered leaving the bar and falling asleep in the car.

Shu Nanxuan touched her clothes, understanding Yang Jiu had changed her, but she had no strong reaction.

As an adult woman, she would have felt something if Yang Jiu had done anything.

Right now, she felt nothing.

Once her head cleared, Shu Nanxuan tiptoed to the bedroom door.

The room’s light spilled through the crack, illuminating part of the living room, where she saw Yang Jiu sleeping on the sofa.

Pretty honest, not taking advantage while she was drunk.

She left the room quietly, grabbed her things, and slipped out the front door silently.

After closing it, Shu Nanxuan sighed in relief and walked to her own place.

The moment the door closed, the person on the sofa opened her eyes.

With Shu Nanxuan sleeping in her bed, Yang Jiu couldn’t sleep soundly.

She slept lightly, waking often, so she knew the instant Shu Nanxuan opened the door.

But she didn’t move, wanting to see Shu Nanxuan’s reaction.

Shu Nanxuan sneaking out was expected, but the anticipated reaction still left Yang Jiu with an indescribable sense of loss.

She knew there was no helping it.

Shu Nanxuan still avoided facing her directly.

Outside of work, Shu Nanxuan barely wanted to talk to her.

The things she said drunk last night were impossible sober.

Sometimes, Shu Nanxuan’s reactions made Yang Jiu doubt if reappearing was right, but her words last night gave her some confidence.

Under the influence, Shu Nanxuan leaned on her shoulder, saying softly, “Five years, why come back now?”

Yang Jiu hadn’t answered, just held her and took her home.

Whether those words were drunken murmurs or a question, they showed Shu Nanxuan still had her in her heart.

So, coming back now was right.

She sighed, sat up from the sofa, folded the blanket, and slowly returned to the bedroom.

Pulling back the covers, Yang Jiu lay where Shu Nanxuan had been.

Shu Nanxuan’s perfume scent hit her, and Yang Jiu buried herself in the blanket, inhaling deeply twice.

Reluctantly letting go, she hugged the blanket tightly.

Though she knew her behavior was a bit perverse, thinking that Shu Nanxuan had lain here ten minutes ago made her unable to control herself.

Already sleepless, she was now wide awake.

Over the years, as her longing for Shu Nanxuan grew, she imagined Shu Nanxuan while pleasuring herself.

She reached climax with Shu Nanxuan’s name in her moans, a familiar feeling.

Mere memories without substance could spark her desire, let alone lying in Shu Nanxuan’s bed, surrounded by her scent.

Yang Jiu reached into the bedside drawer, pulled out a box, took out a finger cot, and put it on with closed eyes.

Her fingers found the already wet spot, and imagining Shu Nanxuan, she began to move.