My Online Lover Lives Next Door (GL) - Chapter 39

To be honest, He Qing was a little envious of her father posting on social media.

She also wanted to show off.

As soon as He Qing said this, Jian Fanxing immediately understood.

Wow, no wonder her sister could be a boss—this idea was simply amazing.

Although the photoshoot hadn’t started yet, Jian Fanxing could already imagine the flood of excited comments once the pictures were posted.

“Sister, let’s start taking pictures.”

Jian Fanxing found the right angles and helped He Qing pose. The only sounds left in the office were the clicks of the camera and Jian Fanxing’s continuous praise:

“Amazing! Sister, you look incredible! Ahhh, my sister is too charming! Sister, you’re killing me!”

In short, Jian Fanxing was having a great time.

He Qing looked at Jian Fanxing sitting on the sofa, fiddling with her camera, a silly smile on her face and eyes shining with excitement.

He Qing unbuttoned the top button of her shirt and walked over to sit beside Jian Fanxing.

“Sister, look at these photos! They have such a great vibe—they’re so seductive!”

Jian Fanxing excitedly handed the camera to He Qing.

He Qing glanced at the photos. Indeed, in the pictures, she had a cold expression, an aura that kept people at a distance, looking aloof and untouchable. But on her face, there was a distinct lip print. Paired with her indifferent yet alluring gaze, the contrast was undeniably seductive.

However, He Qing pretended not to understand and asked, “So, you’re saying I did well just now?”

Jian Fanxing nodded enthusiastically. “Not just well—extremely well! Super good! Very, very good!”

Her sister’s performance was absolutely top-notch. She had never felt this excited while taking pictures before. She was so thrilled that she almost couldn’t hold herself back from pinning He Qing down and kissing her.

Her sister had no idea how much self-control she had just exercised.

He Qing understood. So, Little Star was very satisfied. In that case…

He Qing asked, “Is there a reward?”

“Reward?” Jian Fanxing blinked.

He Qing pointed to the left side of her face and requested, “It’s not symmetrical. There’s nothing on this side.”

Jian Fanxing glanced at He Qing’s right cheek, where a red lip print was clearly visible. The left side was completely clean. It did look a little unbalanced.

Nervously pressing her lips together, Jian Fanxing widened her eyes and looked at He Qing. “Then… I’ll kiss you, okay?”

Even though she asked, she didn’t wait for He Qing’s response. She quickly leaned in and left a kiss on He Qing’s left cheek.

However, that kiss wasn’t enough to satisfy the urge she had felt while taking pictures. Her gaze drifted to He Qing’s red lips, and she instinctively licked her own. Then, gathering all her courage, she kissed her.

This wasn’t their first time being intimate, but He Qing was usually the one taking the lead while Jian Fanxing passively enjoyed it. But in that moment, only one thought filled her mind—

She wanted to take control for once.

Jian Fanxing mimicked the way He Qing kissed her, teasing the soft red lips—biting lightly, sucking gently, then soothing with tender pecks.

She was like a child discovering a new toy, becoming addicted to playing with He Qing’s lips.

At first, He Qing was surprised by Jian Fanxing’s boldness, but she enjoyed it. However, Jian Fanxing kept teasing her without fully diving in, testing the waters but never stepping through the door.

He Qing’s patience was wearing thin.

Growing restless, He Qing murmured, “Little Star …”

Their lips momentarily separated. He Qing’s voice was hoarse and unsatisfied.

“Sister…” Jian Fanxing lifted her gaze, meeting He Qing’s eyes with confusion.

“Stop playing, okay?” He Qing’s voice was softer than ever, almost pleading.

Playing? Was she playing? She was being serious!

Jian Fanxing felt like He Qing was looking down on her kissing skills. Just as she was about to feel upset, He Qing took control, reclaiming dominance.

Unlike before, this wasn’t a child’s game anymore. He Qing’s technique was far more experienced, and a wave of weakness instantly washed over Jian Fanxing.

She was grateful they were on the sofa—otherwise, her legs would have given out.

But soon, she realized that it wasn’t just her legs—her entire body was turning soft.

Not content with just kissing, He Qing’s fiery lips began trailing downward, leaving marks along the way.

A shiver ran down Jian Fanxing’s spine, and she couldn’t hold back a soft moan of pleasure.

Instinctively, she tilted her chin up, giving He Qing even easier access.

And He Qing took full advantage of it.

Suddenly, Jian Fanxing felt a chill run through her body, snapping her back to reality. Only then did she realize that while she had been lost in a daze, He Qing had already expanded her territory to the twin peaks standing tall. That chill she felt just now wasn’t just in her mind—at some point, the once clear sky had turned cloudy, and a light drizzle had begun to fall, drenching the entire mountain.

Jian Fanxing’s face turned bright red.

She quickly sat up straight, but in her panic, she completely forgot how weak her body felt. She almost tumbled off the sofa, but luckily, He Qing reacted quickly and caught her.

Crisis averted, Jian Fanxing hurriedly adjusted her clothes, not daring to meet He Qing’s gaze.

That was so close—she had almost ended up acting out an office romance with her sister right here in the office!

Especially thinking about how she had been the one to initiate things at the start, Jian Fanxing’s face burned even hotter.

Would her sister think she was too bold?

Oh no, since when had she become this daring?

In her mind, a tiny version of herself was screaming in embarrassment. But right next to that tiny, panicked self, another tiny version appeared, calmly reassuring, “No, it’s not your fault. You’re not too bold. You were just seduced by He Qing. Sure, you made the first move, but after that, she completely took control.”

So it wasn’t her being too bold—it was her sister being too skilled?!

Yes, that was it. She was still very innocent. She was innocent. Very innocent.

Jian Fanxing repeated this to herself three times before she finally gathered the courage to look up at He Qing.

The lingering desire in He Qing’s eyes hadn’t completely faded. Meeting Jian Fanxing’s gaze, she said, “Next time, I’ll choose a safer place.”

Though the idea of office romance was exciting, He Qing figured that Jian Fanxing’s sudden clarity in the heat of the moment was due to a lack of security in their environment.

He Qing regretted rushing things—she had almost let their first time happen in such a place.

Somehow, Jian Fanxing instantly understood the meaning behind He Qing’s words, and her face, which had just cooled down, heated up again.

But she didn’t object—she simply nodded shyly in agreement.

They were already girlfriends. Even though they had only officially met two days ago, their relationship had been building for seven years. A special relationship like theirs couldn’t just stop at kisses—they needed deeper intimacy to truly connect.

Besides, thinking back on what had just happened, Jian Fanxing’s heart pounded wildly. She… actually looked forward to what would happen next?!

Ahhh! She really was a hopeless romantic at heart.

The two sat on the sofa for a while longer, waiting for the redness on their faces to completely fade. Then, He Qing went to change out of the outfit she wore for the photoshoot and returned to her desk.

Spending time taking photos with Jian Fanxing had taken up most of the morning, and now He Qing had a mountain of documents to process.

As He Qing got into work mode, Jian Fanxing sat there in a daze for a moment before picking up her camera again to sort through the pictures.

She hadn’t even finished selecting photos before things had gotten… heated. Now, she needed to get back to work.

However, without a computer, she couldn’t transfer and edit the photos properly.

Selecting the pictures didn’t take long, and once she was done, Jian Fanxing started feeling a little bored.

She glanced at He Qing, who was still focused on her work, her expression serious and concentrated, exuding a unique charm. Jian Fanxing rested her chin on her hands, staring at her, a feeling of pride swelling in her heart.

This was her girlfriend.

“If you’re bored, should I have Lu Feng give you a tour around the company?” He Qing, of course, noticed Jian Fanxing’s gaze. She looked up from the documents and asked gently.

Jian Fanxing shook her head. “No need. You’re so busy, and Mr. Lu is your secretary. He must be busy too. Don’t worry about me.”

Saying this, Jian Fanxing suddenly realized that He Qing had probably said that because she had been staring too much and had distracted her. She felt a little guilty, but she was a very understanding girlfriend.

So Jian Fanxing asked, “Sister, are you thirsty? I’ll get you a cup of water.”

He Qing twirled the pen in her fingers, nodded slightly, and as soon as Jian Fanxing left the office, she returned her attention to the documents.

Outside, Jian Fanxing wandered around the floor for a bit. The more she learned about He Qing, the more she realized how much effort He Qing had put in to get where she was.

It wasn’t just admiration for her achievements—it was understanding how difficult it must have been.

He Qing was also just a girl. For a woman to build such a vast empire all on her own, how much hardship had she endured?

Jian Fanxing felt a pang of heartache. She silently swore to herself that she would take even better care of her sister from now on—no, not just better, the best. She wanted He Qing’s future to be filled with nothing but sweetness.

In the break room, Jian Fanxing poured He Qing a glass of water and was about to leave when someone walked in.

Jian Fanxing vaguely recognized her—she had seen her near the elevator earlier. Based on the exclusive executive floor setup, she was probably one of He Qing’s secretarial team.

Jian Fanxing only glanced at her briefly before preparing to leave.

But just as she reached the door, an arm suddenly blocked her path.

“You’re President He’s girlfriend, right? You look pretty ordinary,” the woman said, scanning Jian Fanxing from head to toe before sneering.

Jian Fanxing remained silent, watching her calmly. Her instincts told her this woman wasn’t finished talking.

Sure enough, after belittling Jian Fanxing, she started singing someone else’s praises.

“Someone like President He should be with Miss Gu. Miss Jian, right? I think you should be sensible and leave President He on your own. After all, she’s just playing around with you.”

Hearing this, Jian Fanxing immediately understood—this secretary had probably accepted money from this so-called Miss Gu.

Though the woman’s words were unpleasant, Jian Fanxing was a well-mannered and refined person, so she responded politely, “Excuse me, but who are you? My sister’s mind reader?”

“If you really know she’s just playing with me, then you must be able to read her thoughts.”