My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 16

Even though all three were slender, squeezing onto one bed was undeniably uncomfortable. Shen Weixiao, lying obediently beside Shi Xuan, was as stiff as a zombie. No matter how she positioned the arm pressed against Shi Xuan’s, it felt unbearably hot and awkward.

Mu Xinran had mentioned her cousin’s name was Deng Ya. The young girl clung to the edge of the bed, playing with her phone, visibly reserved.

Move in a little, Shen Weixiao suddenly said. It’s okay. Deng Ya looked flattered and quickly smiled, saying it was fine, but her body obediently shifted inward a fraction. After Shen Weixiao asked, she learned that Deng Ya had booked a hotel in B City before arriving, only to be told upon arrival that there were no rooms available.

Mu Xinran, fiercely protective of her image, insisted her cousin not look for another place and brought her home instead.

My cousin said there was space at home and told me to make do in the living room for one night, so I came back with her, Deng Ya explained softly, as if trying to justify herself. Shen Weixiao abruptly interrupted, It’s okay. Everyone struggles when they’re away from home. She then shared her own experiences as examples, offering Deng Ya words of comfort and understanding.

After listening to Shen Weixiao’s infatuated rambling, Deng Ya finally remarked, Your boyfriend must really care about you.

Shen Weixiao, whose jaw had dropped comically, was about to explain when Shi Xuan, who had been silently listening, interjected, So Xiao has a boyfriend? I didn’t know. Deng Ya chuckled in agreement. Suddenly, Shi Xuan rolled over to face Shen Weixiao and said, If you’re gossiping, why not have another listener?

Shen Weixiao forced an awkward smile, feeling overwhelmed by the double-sided attack. Who said I have a boyfriend? I have a harem of three thousand wives! My wives are all celestial beauties—incredibly beautiful and obedient. I don’t need men.

Deng Ya’s eyes crinkled with laughter. She found Shen Weixiao genuinely amusing, and her fondness for her instantly grew. Sensing that Shi Xuan was more difficult to approach, Deng Ya avoided initiating conversation with her throughout the night. After eleven o’clock, waves of drowsiness washed over her. She said goodnight and drifted off to sleep.

Shen Weixiao found herself wide awake, unable to sleep. It was the first time in her life she had shared a bed with another girl, both dressed in light clothing. She shifted slightly, consciously maintaining a small distance from Shi Xuan. The other girl’s long hair lay spread across the pillow, emitting a faint, fresh scent. Shen Weixiao adjusted her own pillow, careful not to press on Shi Xuan’s hair. As she raised her arm, she heard Shi Xuan’s soft voice, Why aren’t you asleep yet?

Shen Weixiao’s raised arm froze mid-air. Suddenly unsure of how to act, she lowered her voice and stammered, I… I’m a little warm. I wanted to move closer to the edge. You… you’re still awake too?

A simple sentence, which had swirled through her mind a hundred times, came out haltingly. Shen Weixiao bit her tongue lightly and let her arm fall back under the covers, her hand brushing against Shi Xuan’s smooth arm. The sensation was like touching soft silk—cool and tender.

If only I could openly touch her, Shen Weixiao thought wistfully. She felt Shi Xuan’s breath warm against her cheek, making the tips of her ears flush. A strange mix of embarrassment and curiosity washed over her. Could girls feel this kind of awkwardness between them too?

Shi Xuan tugged at the blanket, deliberately wrapping Shen Weixiao up tightly. Even if it’s hot, you can’t sleep without a blanket. Catching a chill at night is the worst. I caught a cold last time because I fell asleep at my desk. If someone as clumsy as you gets sick, I won’t bother taking care of you.

Through the thick darkness, Shen Weixiao imagined Shi Xuan’s expression, nodding and murmuring in agreement. Remembering how Shi Xuan had teased her earlier, a mischievous impulse struck her. She suddenly leaned close, pressing against Shi Xuan’s body and asking curiously, Which reader are you? Have you never left a comment before? I really want to know! Don’t keep me in suspense—tell me, pretty sister

Shi Xuan closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. After lying still for a while, she thought Shen Weixiao had given up on her interrogation. But then she felt a restless little hand creep up from her shoulder. She immediately jerked away, snapping, Shen Weixiao, what are you doing?

Shen Weixiao froze momentarily at Shi Xuan’s sharp tone, but when she heard Shi Xuan’s next muttered words, she immediately reached for her armpits and began tickling her relentlessly while demanding, Are you going to tell me? If you don’t, I’ll wake Deng Ya up!

Shi Xuan desperately suppressed her laughter, dodging Shen Weixiao’s tickles while carefully aiming to pin down her hand. Suddenly, a mischievous grin spread across her face as she leaned close to Shen Weixiao’s ear and whispered something that made Shen Weixiao’s cheeks burn crimson. It took Shen Weixiao a long moment to recover from her embarrassment, finally muttering in a mix of embarrassment and feigned annoyance, Don’t say such things!

How could a goddess be so… dirty?! Ahhh!

An inexplicable itchiness crept into Shen Weixiao’s heart, a strange emotion churning within her. Shi Xuan’s words were clearly shameful, yet Shen Weixiao found herself strangely anticipatory, a tangled mix of anticipation, resistance, and confusion making her intensely uncomfortable. She nearly forgot she was in someone else’s bed, instinctively stretching her long, pale legs casually under the covers.

Shi Xuan was still pondering whether her earlier joke had gone too far when she suddenly felt two scorching pressures on her thighs. She gasped sharply. This girl… when will she ever stop? Doesn’t she realize she’s playing with fire?

Before she could finish her thought, the warmth vanished as Shen Weixiao withdrew her legs. Sorry, Shen Weixiao murmured apologetically. I forgot. I’ll definitely sleep properly now.

Mm, sleep tight, Shi Xuan said, soothing Shen Weixiao with gentle affection, but not missing the chance to tease her again. Wouldn’t want people to wake up and think we were up to something, would we?

Ahem, Goddess, why are you still being so suggestive?

Then let’s sleep, Shen Weixiao said, shrinking into herself and pulling the covers tight. She glanced at Deng Ya, who was already fast asleep, and sighed. Good night, Sister Xuan.

Shi Xuan nodded and closed her eyes, but with her beloved girl beside her, how could she possibly sleep?

Shen Weixiao had the kind of body that looked slender but felt surprisingly soft and fleshy. After a while, when Shi Xuan heard her breathing even out, she dared to slowly turn and gaze at Shen Weixiao.

Initially, Shi Xuan hadn’t intended to have more than three encounters with her. But when this girl came to B City alone for her internship, without even having found a place to live beforehand, how could Shi Xuan possibly let her fend for herself? During that time, she barely slept, scouring listings, negotiating rent with agents. Shi Xuan sighed. Perhaps Shen Weixiao would never know that every listing she received had been thoroughly vetted by Shi Xuan herself before being recommended.

Shi Xuan had known since childhood that she felt differently about girls. This difference made her far more mature than her peers. Later, family tragedies only deepened her reluctance to acknowledge this part of herself. But ever since meeting Shen Weixiao three years ago, Shi Xuan felt as if a small, warm sun had suddenly pierced through the oppressive clouds, dispelling the gloom and bringing warmth into her life.

Acceptance is a process. When Shi Xuan first realized she liked Shen Weixiao, she was terrified that meeting in person would lead to disaster. So she proposed they remain just a 2D Xi Pi a fictional couple. Yet fate had other plans what she tried to escape, she couldn’t avoid.

Do you even know how much I like you? Shi Xuan murmured silently, reaching out to brush a few stray strands of hair from Shen Weixiao’s forehead. Her heart suddenly felt conflicted. Silly girl, even if we were together, there would be no happy ending…