Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 28

Shi Mi raised a slight eyebrow. She was willing to show, but did Gu Zhichou dare to look?

She knew this man was all talk.

He has the desire but lacks the courage.

Shi Mi brushed aside the damp strands of hair clinging to her forehead and gently pushed the bathroom door open.

The bathroom light was exceptionally bright.

Gu Zhichou caught only a glimpse of Shi Mi’s side torso, its curves hinting at the faint outline of abdominal muscles.

Warm, steamy air washed over her face.

Shi Mi’s chest, partially obscured by her long hair, revealed only the slightest hint of its curves.

Gu Zhichou had barely stepped halfway into the room when she abruptly turned away.

“Why didn’t you say you were coming out?”

Shi Mi’s smile held a hint of mischief.

First, she couldn’t speak.

Second, Gu Zhichou was far too easily embarrassed.

This is nothing yet.

Shi Mi was only half-revealed in the play of light and shadow; she was still inside the bathroom.

Gu Zhichou’s ears burned. Clutching the clothes from the bed, she backed toward the door, handing them to Shi Mi without turning around.

She couldn’t resist muttering, “It’s not that I’m afraid to look. I just thought you might be embarrassed.”

Yes, yes, whatever you say.

Shi Mi accepted the clothes with a beaming smile, even considering changing right there.

But Gu Zhichou immediately slammed the door shut.

Leaning against the door, she let out a relieved sigh.

A mischievous thought flickered through her mind: Shi Mi is far too careless. If I had any ulterior motives, she’d be done for.

Still, Gu Zhichou crossed her arms and nodded proudly.

I’m a woman of restraint. I would never lose control…

The door behind her suddenly swung open, and since she had been leaning against it, she tumbled backward.

Shi Mi caught her, immediately wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her. Her expression seemed slightly puzzled.

Gu Zhichou turned around, hastily explaining, “I was just thinking about something while waiting for you.”

“Definitely not thinking about you.”

“And definitely not falling into your arms on purpose…”

Shi Mi’s face lit up with sudden understanding, radiating an air of extraordinary empathy. She gently patted Gu Zhichou’s fair cheek, helping her regain her balance.

Standing on tiptoe, she tilted her head back and kissed Gu Zhichou’s lips.

The other woman used the same bath gel as Gu Zhichou, their scents identical—a fragrance that was both floral and grassy.

With captivating eyes, she painted the most tender scene, melting into Gu Zhichou’s mouth along with the steamy, humid air.

Gu Zhichou barely had time to sink into the moment before she felt the scratch of fingernails against her palm.

It’s me who’s thinking about you. It’s me who wants to hold you.

Shi Mi gave her ample face while subtly revealing her own desires. Her starry eyes lowered slightly, both alluring and innocent.

Gu Zhichou’s heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively took a half-step back. Touching her flushed earlobe, she asked, “Do… do you even know what those words mean?”

Shi Mi looked at her, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

Gu Zhichou thought to herself, She definitely doesn’t know.

After all, she was just a Passerby A with no past and no future.

In a way, this person was far more carefree than she was.

She patted her chest, feeling a strange sense of relief.

If Shi Mi had truly understood the meaning behind the kiss, it would have put her in an awkward position.

After all, Gu Zhichou had always believed their kiss began… by accident.

Neither of them had objected, so they simply treated it as a way to block out the bullet comments.

Shi Mi’s gaze deepened as she observed the other woman’s reaction, but she made no further move.

She couldn’t understand why Gu Zhichou seemed a little afraid, just as she couldn’t understand the origins of her own feelings.

If no one could figure it out, why bother searching for a precise answer?

It would only lead to unnecessary complications.

Gu Zhichou pulled Shi Mi into her arms, then covered her eyes.

Darkness instantly enveloped them, extinguishing the light.

Shi Mi’s face paled as she tried to remove Gu Zhichou’s hand.

She heard Gu Zhichou whisper in her ear, “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.”

Shi Mi bit her lip, a sour taste rising in her mouth, her breathing growing rapid.

Gu Zhichou guided her to a chair and released her eyes.

“Try it. Do you like it?”

Shi Mi didn’t even glance at the cake on the table. Instead, she turned and threw herself into Gu Zhichou’s arms.

Gu Zhichou looked momentarily bewildered, then patted Shi Mi’s head gently, coaxing, “Little Mute, what’s wrong?” Her voice softened, as if sensing Shi Mi’s sudden distress.

Shi Mi trembled violently.

It wasn’t the darkness itself she feared, but the darkness Gu Zhichou brought with her.

It was the same endless night Shi Mi had endured countless times after Gu Zhichou left.

A sudden darkness that stole even her hope.

Darkness and Gu Zhichou’s departure had always come together.

So just now, Shi Mi had thought she was leaving again.

The fear was etched into her bones, impervious even to Gu Zhichou’s reassurances.

It had become a conditioned reflex.

Shi Mi’s face was deathly pale as Gu Zhichou cupped her cheeks, scrutinizing her face.

Gu Zhichou pressed a hand to Shi Mi’s forehead. “Are you feeling unwell? You don’t have a fever.”

More than feverish, Shi Mi looked as if all the warmth had been drained from her body.

Gu Zhichou held her tightly, refusing to let go.

Shi Mi shook her head, indicating she was fine, and turned to look at the cake.

The cake appeared to be made of chocolate, adorned with whimsical and adorable lettering in a special color:

First gift for Little Mute ^ω^!

First gift… did that mean there would be a second and a third?

Though childish, it perfectly suited Gu Zhichou’s style.

Gu Zhichou muttered beside her, “Do you like it? You have to like it, and if you do, you have to like it even more.”

Shi Mi nodded with a smile, then playfully dabbed a bit of frosting on Gu Zhichou’s cheek.

Like it? How could she not?

She had never received a gift before.

And this cake was so large, so meticulously crafted.

It was clearly a custom-made creation, made with special care.

Gu Zhichou froze, startled by the frosting, then puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. “This is for you to eat! Why are you getting it on my face?”

Shi Mi adopted a pitiful expression, as if she had done something wrong, looking so vulnerable she seemed on the verge of tears.

Gu Zhichou: …Well, the world’s turned upside down. Now I’m the one who feels like I’ve done something wrong.

She couldn’t bring herself to scold Shi Mi.

In the end, she could only sit beside her, sulking silently.

“Go ahead, paint away. But whatever you smear on my face, I’ll smear right back on yours.”

Gu Zhichou had always felt this gift was too trivial.

But buying something expensive seemed pointless.

So she had simply made the promised cake as perfect as possible.

If Shi Mi wanted to play, she could play all she liked.

Gu Zhichou huffed. She was a generous young lady, after all, too magnanimous to care about such trifles.

Shi Mi’s eyes curved into crescents, her smile as radiant as the vast, clear sky.

Outside, the rain had stopped sometime earlier.

The breeze that drifted in was faintly damp and warm.

She was like a Diphylleia grayi, its pure white petals her outward appearance—mysterious and elegant, blooming in Gu Zhichou’s eyes, surpassing countless white camellias.

Shi Mi moved her lips, finally asking, “So… is it good?”

She took a bite of the cake, black crumbs clinging to her lips.

Gu Zhichou leaned in and kissed her, deliberately smearing the cream across her mouth, then nodded with a smile.

Of course it’s good.