My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 26

3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. 3. Bloggers have diverse personalities. Big Shot leans toward the cute and clueless type, while Lao Xue exudes a cool and aloof mature woman vibe—after all, she’s the dominant top with a delicate bottom. Everyone gets it. Let’s just gloss over this part and skip the 10,086,000 words of explanation.

4. 4. 4. 4. 4. 4. 4. 4. I can’t explain the sudden surge of black army accounts, but it’s clear that these users are unwilling to log in to comment. Moreover, about 20% of the readers are just here for the drama, having flocked from Weibo and forums without understanding the full story. They’re being led by the nose.

5. 5. 5. 5. 5. 5. 5. 5. I’ve been following Big Shot’s work for over two years. From my initial snarky comments to witnessing her rapid improvement in writing and plot development, I’ve remained her most loyal supporter. I refuse to believe she would plagiarize. I only remember how three years ago, a brainless fan of another author nearly falsely accused her of plagiarism.

6. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6. Finally, I urge everyone to approach this matter rationally. Stop the malicious spamming, wait for the truth to emerge, and trust Bigshot Chunxiao. I believe she will provide us with an explanation. Big Shot’s work is amazing! This is a shameless plug.

Important things must be said three times! Also, Bigshot Chunxiao, I’ve always been by your side supporting you. Big Shot, I love you! I want to give you monkeys! I want to give you monkeys! I want to give you monkeys! Triplets, the kind that are triplets!

Because it was a newly posted long comment, it stood out prominently. Soon, the comment section was flooded with replies from all sorts of people.

Shen Weixiao felt a surge of warmth, but reading this comment reminded her of someone else.

Shi Xuan seemed to be in a deep sleep, her long hair draped across the pillow, her breathing shallow and even.

For the first time, Shen Weixiao studied Shi Xuan’s features up close. She had a resemblance to Xinjiang girls, with fair skin, large eyes, a high-bridged nose, and strikingly dark pupils. Shen Weixiao still remembered their first meeting vividly Shi Xuan had been carrying a large red suitcase, wearing a white down jacket, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders. There was an indescribable beauty about her, natural and pure.

Sister Xuan? Shen Weixiao whispered, her voice strained. When Shi Xuan didn’t react, she crept closer like a thief, lowered her gaze to Shi Xuan’s glistening lips, swallowed hard, and leaned forward slightly before retreating with a sigh.

Shen Weixiao felt a claw-like discomfort in her heart, yet her mind was unusually clear I’ve fallen for her. I must have fallen for her.

Having been immersed in this world for so long, Shen Weixiao had long subconsciously accepted such feelings. But when she realized she herself felt this way, she found it hard to admit.

Staring at the pitch-black ceiling, she saw nothing. Perhaps due to her habit of writing stories, Shen Weixiao often lay quietly, gazing at the ceiling directly above her eyes, slowly closing them to imagine how the plot would unfold if Shi Xuan reciprocated her feelings. What problems would they face, and how would they overcome them? Then she considered the opposite scenario. Ultimately, Shen Weixiao realized she instinctively believed they could overcome any obstacle to be together, no matter what challenges arose. Conversely, she found herself reluctant to even contemplate a scenario where they failed.

Hmm, I’ll confess, get rejected, she’ll refuse to live with me, and leave me. It’s that simple. Nothing more to think about. Shen Weixiao opened her eyes in disappointment, turned to look at Shi Xuan again, and thought she saw Shi Xuan smiling.

Alright, Shen Weixiao took a deep breath, resolved to face reality. One thought echoed in her mind and heart

Sister Xuan, I like you.

Shi Xuan hummed softly, nuzzling her head contentedly against the pillow. Her lips moved as if she were talking in her sleep. Shen Weixiao crawled closer and tentatively whispered, Is that Blue-Eyed Rabbit you?

Yes, that Blue-Eyed Rabbit must be Sister Xuan—cool on the outside, soft and adorable on the inside.

Shen Weixiao rubbed her cheek against the pillow, shifting her face closer to Shi Xuan’s. She blinked, her cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment.

Just one kiss? Just one? Nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle… Mwah!

The goddess’s lips were so soft and fragrant. Shen Weixiao’s heart pounded wildly as she couldn’t resist sticking out her tongue for another lick. Unexpectedly, Shi Xuan’s right arm snaked around her back, pulling her close and initiating a kiss. Mmm… Sister Xuan… you… Shen Weixiao stammered, her panic gradually fading as her body softened, surrendering to Shi Xuan’s gentle yet passionate embrace.

The first rays of dawn filtered through the orange curtains, bathing the room in a radiant, golden glow.

Sister Xuan, Shen Weixiao murmured lazily, snuggling deeper into Shi Xuan’s arms. The surreal sweetness of the moment had completely overwhelmed her world.

The shy little creature stirred Shi Xuan’s heart. She had only played along with Shen Weixiao’s teasing because she couldn’t resist any longer. As for the rabbit… Shi Xuan gazed at Shen Weixiao with tender affection, gently pressing a kiss to her lips. Xiao, when did you start feeling this way?

Shen Weixiao understood, her smile sweet and radiant. In her world, only sweetness remained, all else forgotten. Probably from the first time I saw you. That strangely familiar feeling… it was so captivating.

Xiao, do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?

Shi Xuan’s mysterious smile piqued Shen Weixiao’s curiosity. Could it be that you’re also bound by a three-lifetime karmic bond with me, and you’ve come to repay a debt in this life?

Not to repay a debt, Shi Xuan thought, but to make you pay yours.

As they lay entwined in the same quilt, their phone alarms began to ring simultaneously. So, Xiao, aren’t you worried about being late for work?

Shen Weixiao, her cheeks flushed, nestled closer to Shi Xuan’s shoulder, lazily glancing at the phone on the table. Suddenly, she felt a rebellious urge. What if I just call in sick today? I don’t want to go.

Oh? So you’re the tyrannical ruler, and I’m the femme fatale who brings ruin to the nation? Shi Xuan teased, her voice dripping with amusement as she slowly recited the words. Her hands instinctively wrapped around Shen Weixiao’s waist, feeling the other woman’s body soften and turn slightly, as if about to roll over.

Alright, be good, Shi Xuan said, her eyes narrowing slightly. Go wash up quickly. I’ll come pick you up tonight.

Shen Weixiao’s eyes widened, still wanting more. She pouted and said, You still haven’t told me when you started liking me. Keeping me in the dark is torture.

Hmm… I’ll tell you that later. If you don’t get out of bed now, I might just pull the covers off, Shi Xuan teased, reaching for the corner of the blanket. Her slightly upturned lips curved into a cool, alluring smile.

Ah… no, wait! Shen Weixiao gripped the blanket tightly, glancing at her own covers lying on the floor. She protested innocently, Then turn around first! Don’t look at me.

Oh, Shi Xuan replied obediently, turning her back. Shen Weixiao sighed in relief and quickly got out of bed to grab her clothes. After taking a few steps, she suddenly felt a warmth on her back. Turning around, she saw Shi Xuan propping her chin in her hand, her gaze fixed on Shen Weixiao, scanning her up and down, then down and up again.