I Turned a Competitive Variety Show into a Dating Show - Chapter 28

Even in her dazed state, Jian Zhi couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by Shi Xu’s words. The deliberately vague phrasing made it sound like she was being praised for being “sweet.”

She glanced down at Shi Xu, who looked like a puppy waiting for praise, her glass-like eyes sparkling, a blush drifting across her cheeks. When their eyes met, excitement flashed in Shi Xu’s gaze, and the blush deepened, as if she couldn’t contain the fervor in her heart because of Jian Zhi.

Jian Zhi’s heart raced under that gaze, brimming with longing for her. The mist in her eyes coalesced into a tear that dripped onto Shi Xu’s nose.

Shi Xu blinked instinctively, her thick, raven-wing lashes casting shadows across her face, obscuring the emotions in her eyes. She reached up, touched the tear on her nose, and tasted it.

“This isn’t sweet. Don’t cry anymore.”

As she spoke, her pure, clear eyes met Jian Zhi’s, the desire in them softening into concern. With such genuine sincerity in her gaze, no one could doubt her sincerity.

Jian Zhi’s heart fluttered inexplicably. She reached out to stroke the puppy’s hair, her lips parting as she nearly agreed.

Shi Xu nuzzled against Jian Zhi, whining, “Please, Master? Just say yes?”

Jian Zhi said nothing, but leaned down and kissed her rosy lips, desperate to silence the mouth that kept making her waver.

Shi Xu opened her mouth to accept Jian Zhi’s kiss, her tongue eagerly entwining with Jian Zhi’s, forcing Jian Zhi to retreat again and again until she had nowhere left to go. They were left locked in a passionate embrace, their breaths mingling as their lips and tongues danced together.

Though Jian Zhi held Shi Xu’s nape, seemingly in control, it was Shi Xu who truly held the upper hand.

The kiss stretched on, so long that Jian Zhi’s head began to spin. She loosened her grip on Shi Xu’s neck, her hands moving to push her away, but Shi Xu clung fiercely to her lips and tongue, leaving Jian Zhi no chance to escape.

As the kiss deepened, their positions reversed. Jian Zhi collapsed onto the bed, her hands pressed against Shi Xu’s chest, torn between pushing her away and wanting to hold her closer. Her thoughts gradually slipped out of control. Sensing Jian Zhi’s surrender, Shi Xu intensified her demands, her tongue swirling through Jian Zhi’s mouth, nearly grazing every surface. She drained the air from Jian Zhi’s lungs, then exhaled her own breath into her, repeating the cycle until both began to feel dizzy from lack of oxygen.

By the end of the kiss, both women’s mouths were parched, their entangled lips and teeth dry and burning, as if about to ignite. Shi Xu refused to let go, but Jian Zhi couldn’t take it anymore. After a moment’s hesitation, she pushed Shi Xu away.

The little dog nestled against her chest, asking pitifully, “Are you feeling unwell, Master?”

Jian Zhi turned her face away, covering her eyes with her hand. She couldn’t answer Shi Xu, nor did she want to lie, so she simply evaded the question. But the curious little dog wouldn’t let her get away with such evasion. Shi Xu bit Jian Zhi’s neck and sucked, her hand gliding down to Jian Zhi’s slender waist, slowly caressing the smooth skin and roaming across her bare back.

“Shi Xu… mmm! Little dogs don’t do that.”

Shi Xu’s lips curved into a silent smile as she continued to kiss and suck, leaving mottled marks on Jian Zhi’s pale neck. Only after this intimate display did she finally look up at Jian Zhi, take her hand, and place it on the collar, saying, “Then Master must teach the little dog what to do. How else will the little dog learn?”

Jian Zhi was still tipsy, and this series of intense stimuli left her body limp and weak, barely able to speak, let alone train a little dog.

After catching her breath, she managed to say, “Let’s stop here for today. We have rehearsals tomorrow, so we should rest.”

Shi Xu chuckled, slowly closing the distance between them. Jian Zhi’s expression remained composed, but a flicker of panic flashed in her eyes as she avoided Shi Xu’s gaze.

“Sister, it seems you’re not completely drunk after all. So, you were just pretending to be crazy all this time?”

Jian Zhi pressed her lips together, her cheeks flushed crimson. She lowered her eyes, refusing to meet Shi Xu’s gaze—a clear sign of her guilt and evasion. Shi Xu’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she decided to stoke the flames further.

“Was that intentional? Treating me like a little puppy to bully?” She paused deliberately, and Jian Zhi’s breathing quickened noticeably. “So, Sister enjoys playing these games? How twisted.”

Jian Zhi shoved her away, her chest heaving with rapid breaths. Her eyes glistened with a watery sheen, softening her usual coldness and making her appear vulnerable and gentle.

“I’m going to sleep now. You should leave.”

Even her dismissal sounded gentle. Shi Xu knew she wasn’t angry, just mortified by her words.

“Sister, let’s keep playing. I’m twisted too.”

Shi Xu pressed closer, burying her face in Jian Zhi’s softness, inhaling the rich, sweet scent that had intensified in the heat.

Jian Zhi pressed her hand against Shi Xu’s head and whispered, “I’m not a pervert. You’re the only one who is.”

Shi Xu braced herself for Jian Zhi to push her away again, ready to cling back on. But the hand remained pressed against her head, motionless for a long moment.

Even the most oblivious person would have understood her meaning. Shi Xu buried her face in Jian Zhi’s neck, nuzzling and burrowing against her while murmuring soothingly, “Whatever you say, Sister.”

The corners of Jian Zhi’s eyes were flushed crimson, her dark pupils veiled in a misty, ethereal haze that drew one in like a siren’s call.

She allowed Shi Xu to indulge her whims, tilting her chin upward as Shi Xu bit into her soft flesh, her slender neck arching taut like that of a regal swan.

Shi Xu lavished her with lingering kisses and nibbles, leaving no inch untouched. She suckled greedily, like a child determined to extract every drop of sweetness.

The metal clasp of the collar chafed against Jian Zhi’s skin, sending shivers through her body. She bit down hard on her lower lip to suppress the whimpers that threatened to escape, but soft, fragmented moans still slipped out.

Only when Shi Xu had thoroughly devoured both soft mounds, leaving them ripe and swollen, did she finally release them. Noticing the deep teeth marks Jian Zhi had left on her lower lip, Shi Xu quickly kissed her gently, urging her to stop tormenting herself.

“Does it hurt?” she asked softly.

Jian Zhi glanced at her before looking away, shaking her head shyly. Shi Xu’s heart pounded like it had been struck by something heavy, the strings of reason snapping. She swallowed three times, but couldn’t suppress the turmoil in her chest.

“This little dog will serve her Master well,” Shi Xu murmured.

She lowered her head, her lips tracing a path from Jian Zhi’s collarbone to her chest, then down to the fragrant, hidden depths.

As if long-awaited, both Jian Zhi and the tender flesh Shi Xu was sucking trembled violently the moment their lips and tongues met, recoiling as if to hide.

Shi Xu gripped Jian Zhi’s leg, her fingers digging into the soft flesh. She lifted her gaze, her eyes burning with barely restrained excitement and madness.

“You can’t escape, Sister. The little dog hasn’t even started yet.”

Jian Zhi’s lips trembled as she whispered weakly, “You… pervert!”

Shi Xu chuckled softly, her voice husky. “Then as Sister wishes. This perverted little dog will serve you inside and out, until you’re completely satisfied.”