My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 57

Thanks to Tanxin Bujue’s relentless recommendations, Shen Weixiao splurged a fortune on Jianghu III, completely forgetting about the Goddess’s sudden phone call the previous night.

A dedicated academic and coding prodigy in college, Shen Weixiao was instantly captivated by Jianghu III’s immersive 360-degree romantic art style. She spent an entire night customizing her character’s appearance, choosing facial features, and trying on outfits. The first thing she did upon waking up was log back in to grind levels and flirt relentlessly with both male and female characters along the way.

Since Shi Xuan had mentioned arriving on the evening of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Weixiao indulged in the game all morning. After lunch, she joined Deng Ya and the others for a shopping trip at the nearby mall. It was the peak of the winter-to-spring clearance season, with nearly every counter offering discounts, and some even displaying massive Buy One Get One Free banners.

After dropping Deng Ya off, Shen Weixiao and Mu Xinran walked home together. As they rounded the corner to their apartment building, they simultaneously spotted Shi Xuan leaning against a suitcase, engrossed in her phone. She wore a navy-black wool coat and a matching knitted duckbill cap, her pale face almost completely hidden by a thick scarf.

Older Sister! How long have you been waiting outside?

Mu Xinran was puzzled by Shen Weixiao’s use of Older Sister when addressing Shi Xuan. Before she could react, a dark shadow flashed past her, and Shen Weixiao had already rushed to Shi Xuan’s side, grabbing her hand without hesitation, her anxiety palpable.

Whether it was the biting cold or Shi Xuan’s somber mood, Mu Xinran sensed a stiffness in her smile, a chilling unease that made her uncomfortable.

Shen Weixiao was so absorbed in Shi Xuan’s joy at returning home that she barely registered Mu Xinran’s presence. It wasn’t until they entered the house—two going inside while Shen Weixiao lingered—that she noticed Shi Xuan seemed distant.

Are you mad at me for making you wait so long? Shen Weixiao asked, her voice hesitant and uncertain as she tentatively touched Shi Xuan’s icy fingers. I didn’t see your calls or texts. I was wrong. Please don’t ignore me, okay?

Shi Xuan tried to rally her spirits. She hadn’t actually waited long, but the weight of her worries made her feel exhausted no matter where she went. Seeing the little tomato they had both longed for so dearly, she couldn’t bear to refuse her anything.

I’m not mad, Shi Xuan said, reaching out to stroke Shen Weixiao’s chubby cheek, only for the younger girl to mischievously dodge her hand. I’m just tired. I want to lie down for a while.

Normally, at this time, the Goddess would exhaust every means to get her way again. But today, she seemed genuinely exhausted, sitting quietly with a heavy heart.

Shen Weixiao grew a little anxious, wondering what had happened at the Goddess’s home. She didn’t know that every day Ji Wenzai was present, Shi Xuan returned home feeling somewhat suppressed and lonely. This time, the feeling was even more intense.

Then I’ll lie down with you for a bit, Shen Weixiao said, quickly settling beside Shi Xuan. Her soft cheek pressed against Shi Xuan’s arm, and Shi Xuan gently wrapped an arm around her. The two drifted into a nap in an intimate embrace.

The alarm rang at four o’clock, and Shi Xuan opened her eyes.

Shen Weixiao was clinging to her like a monkey. Shi Xuan tried to peel her off but couldn’t find a place to start. They were pressed so tightly together, covered by two thick blankets, that Shi Xuan felt drenched in sweat. When she reached back to touch Shen Weixiao’s back, it was also damp with perspiration.

Xiao, Shi Xuan murmured, blinking down at Shen Weixiao’s half-open eyes. Her seductive expression quickly filled the other girl’s vision. Let’s take a shower together.

Shen Weixiao’s cheeks flushed, and she instinctively ducked her head, her gaze darting across Shi Xuan’s face. Hesitantly, she lowered her voice. Umm, I’m a little embarrassed. I’ve… never bathed with anyone before.

Holy crap! The Goddess is actually inviting me to bathe with her! Is she finally feeling… amorous? Is she already impatient and eager? Should I play it cool? Should I act aloof, politely decline, and then hint that she should keep teasing me to come along?

The little devil inside Shen Weixiao erupted. The harder she tried to suppress it, the redder her face grew. Then Shi Xuan added, We can go in together, you scrub my back, and I’ll scrub yours. It’ll be so relaxing. Don’t worry, I won’t get carried away. I know my limits.

Limits? What limits? I don’t want you to have limits! Goddess, just capture me already! Get carried away! Tease me mercilessly! I’m already primed and ready, like an arrow drawn taut on its bowstring!

Shen Weixiao’s composed facade was cracking badly. Even as she thought about playing hard to get a little longer, her mouth was already agreeing. That actually sounds pretty nice. Let’s go then.

Shi Xuan immediately threw back the covers, hopped out of bed, and, still in her pajamas, strode into the bathroom. By the time Shen Weixiao finally shuffled in, Shi Xuan had already adjusted the water temperature and was stripping off her clothes.

Shi Xuan’s fair skin caught Shen Weixiao’s eye, as if it had become permanently etched into her vision. Shi Xuan turned, frowned, and yanked Shen Weixiao inside, immediately locking the bathroom door behind them.

Standing by the door while others might see me undressed? What would they think? Shi Xuan casually placed her neatly folded clothes on the wall shelf, then eyed Shen Weixiao’s stiff limbs and conflicted expression with amusement. Why haven’t you undressed yet?

I’ll get wet when I turn on the shower, Shi Xuan said, pausing as she reached for the body wash and towel. After a moment, she caught Shen Weixiao’s nervous expression in the mirror and laughed openly. I just want to take a shower. What’s going on in that head of yours?

Shi Xuan stepped closer to Shen Weixiao, who didn’t dare lift her head. Hearing the Goddess’s earnest explanation only made her feel more ashamed. But the moment she finally looked up, she found the Goddess’s br3asts looming directly before her.

So embarrassing! Shen Weixiao buried her face in her hands, convinced her cheeks were now redder than a ripe tomato.

Then you get your things ready first. I’ll shower first, Shi Xuan said, her expression suggesting, I haven’t even flirted yet, and you’re already getting excited. She tied up her thick, long hair and stepped into the waterfall-like stream of warm water, her fair skin turning a delicate pink from the immersion.

Shen Weixiao, whose imagination had run wild, felt a tickle in her nose, as if liquid were surging upward. Without realizing it, she had mentally labeled herself a lustful pervert.

The bathroom was quite spacious. Shi Xuan showered in the upper right corner, while Shen Weixiao stood awkwardly in the lower left corner beneath the shelf holding toiletries, unsure what was making her so uneasy. After a long moment, she finally stripped off her clothes and, like a timid bride, hugged her chest as she shuffled toward Shi Xuan.

The water was running at full force, but the two still felt a bit cramped. When Shi Xuan was nearly finished, she removed the showerhead and began rinsing Shen Weixiao.

This little one’s skin is so smooth, though she’s a bit too thin.

After scrubbing Shen Weixiao’s back for a while, Shi Xuan sensed her gradually relaxing. She slowly reduced the water flow and whispered close to Shen Weixiao’s ear, Xiao, turn around. I want to see you.

Shen Weixiao, who always blushed easily, froze in shock. Her body, which Shi Xuan had already turned slightly, was suddenly pulled into a tight embrace. She squirmed, her shoulders twitching nervously. I… no! You’ve seen me before.

I want to see more clearly, Shi Xuan said, taking a small step closer and carefully watching Shen Weixiao’s expression. The little one was visibly nervous, her body trembling slightly. Shi Xuan suddenly felt a pang of guilt and reluctantly turned away. Maybe next time.

Shen Weixiao felt deeply embarrassed. She wanted to show Shi Xuan but also felt too shy. Most of their previous encounters had been at night, and while she was curious, she found the idea of doing it in broad daylight mortifying.

She glanced at Shi Xuan, then down at herself, and quietly lowered her head. Sigh, maybe it’s best to forget about it.

Shen Weixiao, a chronic sufferer of awkwardness, moved back behind Shi Xuan, her ears burning hot. She affectionately wiped Shi Xuan’s back through the thin layer of steam, sweetly praising, Older Sister, you’re so beautiful.

Shi Xuan, too preoccupied to pay much attention, nodded absently, idly combing her long hair with her fingers. Mm, many people say so.

Shen Weixiao grew anxious. That wasn’t what she meant! Before the Goddess could turn around, she quickly smeared some bubbles and murmured shyly, I meant… your body is so beautiful.

Shi Xuan turned to see Shen Weixiao’s wet hair clinging to her face and shoulders, the ends curling into crescent-moon arcs. Her gaze drifted downward… and stopped.

Awooo! Shen Weixiao instantly transformed into a wide-eyed cat, practically dying of embarrassment. Yet she couldn’t resist sneaking glances at the Goddess’s… well, all her beautiful features.

Shi Xuan felt every pore on her body open, as if erupting in flames. But her expression remained perfectly composed. Hmm, yours is quite nice too, she said with utmost seriousness.

So… Shen Weixiao ducked behind Shi Xuan, then suddenly popped her head out, her eyes gleaming mischievously. Older Sister, can I touch?

No, Shi Xuan immediately refused.

Determined to defend her territory, Shen Weixiao quickly scrubbed herself a few more times, planning to retreat while she was ahead. Just then, the door swung open, and Mu Xinran called out, Is anyone in the bathroom?

Shen Weixiao suddenly remembered there was someone else in the room and nervously replied, Oh, I’m taking a shower. I’ll be out soon.

Mu Xinran sounded urgent. My stomach’s acting up, she explained. Are you almost done? How much longer?

Just as Shen Weixiao finished speaking, she noticed Shi Xuan’s lips parting as if to say something. Reacting instantly, she leaned forward and covered Shi Xuan’s mouth with her hand.

Shi Xuan’s attention was focused on the unknown part of her body that was rubbing against her, while Shen Weixiao was still earnestly estimating, About three or four minutes! I’ll be right out! Just wait a moment.

After a brief, honeyed gaze, Shen Weixiao recoiled in horror, grabbing the large bath towel she and Shi Xuan had bought online earlier to shield her chest.

Shi Xuan calmly followed Shen Weixiao out of the bathroom, her steps leisurely. What should have been a half-hour shower had, under the silent witness of the clock, stretched into a full two hours.

Shi Xuan sat on the sofa, drying her hair, when Mu Xinran returned. Noticing the wide-open bathroom door and the lingering steam, she glanced at Shi Xuan, who was clearly fresh from her bath, and asked in surprise, Wasn’t Wei Xiao showering just now?

Mm-hmm, she was, Shi Xuan replied casually.

Shen Weixiao, who had just stepped out the door, froze momentarily. Glancing at Shi Xuan’s composed demeanor, she forced a nonchalant tone as she addressed the bewildered Mu Xinran, Showering together is amazing! You should try it sometime!

And that’s how things went.