My Roommate Is a Dirty Talker (GL) - Chapter 8

Shi Xuan only stayed home for a short while. After reminding Shen Weixiao to lock the door at night, she left with her belongings.

The apartment suddenly felt empty. Except for the room shared by the young couple, Shen Weixiao could roam freely. She relaxed on the bed, scrolling through the author’s dashboard on her phone. Suddenly, she sat up, grabbed her laptop, and brought it to the bed. The chat window she had left open still contained a long draft. Now calm, Shen Weixiao chuckled softly and deleted the entire message. As she scrolled further, she noticed several messages from Lao Xue about claiming her award.

Shen Weixiao glanced at them, replied with a perfunctory Mmhmm, and closed the chat window.

When people are upset, they’re like drunks—they say things without thinking. Shen Weixiao was relieved she hadn’t sent that melodramatic message.

The mouse clicks echoed as Shen Weixiao scanned the comments beneath her story. She couldn’t help but twitch her lips—the Little Angels had been unusually lewd lately. Lao Xue must be corrupting them all.

Just ten minutes ago, Lao Xue was still liking other people’s Weibo posts. Shen Weixiao clicked on her profile and scrolled down, finding the link to the earlier video. A prominent caption read About to go on stage with Xi Pi to accept the award! So happy!

The comments below were going wild, tagging the Author’s name incessantly. There were both positive reviews and skeptical remarks, mostly fueled by Lao Xue’s comes with a builtin fan effect.—a massive wave of enthusiastic fans. Shen Weixiao casually retweeted the post with a heart emoji, tagging Lao Xue’s ID in her Weibo post.

This was definitely an official couple’s public display of affection! Shen Weixiao grinned and sent Lao Xue a private message, acting as if nothing had happened. She sent a shy emoji followed by Wife, I’m awake. What are you up to?

Three minutes passed before a green checkmark appeared to the right of the message, indicating Lao Xue had seen it. Yet for some reason, she didn’t reply immediately.

Shen Weixiao’s drafts were running dry. After a brief pause, she got up, set up her small table, and began typing. Her current novel told the story of two Fox Demons under the Demon King’s command. Tasked with stealing the Relic, they initially competed for credit, but their rivalry gradually evolved into a lovehate relationship. In the end, they died beneath the Buddha’s statue and were subsequently purified into immortals.

The story was nearing its conclusion, yet the outline remained as rich and detailed as ever. Shen Weixiao meticulously refined the plot each day, occasionally adding short bonus chapters in the Author’s Notes section.

Writing, she realized, truly required a natural talent. Having previously written romance novels, Shen Weixiao found that her inspiration for the xianxia genre flowed endlessly. Her pen moved as if painting a story, bringing vivid scenes to life before her eyes.

Just three revisions, and those little demons will be writhing in agony in their pit, haha!

Just as Shen Weixiao finished typing a chapter, ending on a cliffhanger, Lao Xue’s message arrived. She saved the draft with a smirk and opened Weibo.

Lao Xue directed her to check WeChat. Shen Weixiao quickly opened the app and found a short video. It appeared to be from a social gathering, with many people standing around, all wearing work badges. The scene seemed grand and bustling. The person recording the video was wearing a striking red gown, the hem of which accidentally appeared in the corner of the frame.

Shen Weixiao quickly sent Lao Xue a voice message Where are you? I saw your dress! Show your face to Hubby!

Lao Xue replied by typing, her tone tinged with frustration The Video Competition organizers just announced a lastminute rehearsal at the awards ceremony venue. It starts after 600 PM, and I just arrived.

Shen Weixiao paused, then suddenly sat up straight, her eyes widening You’re in… B City? The ceremony is in B City? Why didn’t you tell me?

Lao Xue I was planning to meet you when we accepted the award together, but things got rushed. Hubby, I’ll scout the place first. We’ll meet at the second rehearsal, and then you’ll see me!

Meet Lao Xue? Shen Weixiao’s excitement about meeting her Xi Pi in person now far outweighed her anticipation for the award ceremony. She frantically opened her email to check the invitation while sending a voice message saying she was on her way.

Lao Xue Are you sure you want to wear casual clothes to such an event? scornful emoji

Shen Weixiao choked, then glanced down at Daxiong’s pajamas. The white pocket on the belly was still slightly gaping open.

Well, she certainly couldn’t attend the event looking like this. But… she really wanted to see Xi Pi!

Lao Xue I’ve already placed the order for your gown, but there’s a huge backlog right now. They said it won’t be delivered for three days.

Shen Weixiao’s jaw nearly dropped. Oh my god, Xi Pi had even thought of this? She really is the ultimate wife material! But…

Is the gown expensive? How much do I owe you? I’ll transfer the money right now. Shen Weixiao sent the message with trembling fingers. Lao Xue replied with a waving emoji and said she was busy, then added, My Alipay account isn’t my phone number. Don’t get any ideas. Shen Weixiao stared resentfully at Lao Xue’s profile picture, her face twisted in a pout. Why does she always put me in such a passive position? It’s so annoying! I’m supposed to be the hubby here!

As six o’clock drew nearer, Shen Weixiao grew increasingly nervous and anxious. After pacing around for a while, she finally resorted to repeatedly refreshing Weibo on her phone, scrolling through the comments from her Little Angels beneath her posts and, for once, actually replying to them one by one.

Shen Weixiao’s Weibo ID was her pen name Chunmian Bujuexiao. Besides following a few close author friends and Xi Pi, her feed was mostly filled with meme accounts, celebrities, popular Bilibili creators, and voice actor stars.

Her bestie quickly commented, her tone halfjoking and halfjealous No wonder you’ve been ignoring me lately! So you’ve been busy creating things with your ‘official wife’ sister? sideeye

This bestie is such a tease, Shen Weixiao thought, stretching lazily as she got out of bed. She placed her laptop on the desk and replied to her friend while heading to the bathroom Hugs and kisses. Tonight, this dominant queen belongs to you alone.

Shen Weixiao had been writing on Green Station for over a year. Besides the unwavering support from her Xi Pi fans, her bestie had also played a crucial role in her success. Though from the north, her friend’s personality was wildly unpredictable. One moment she’d be soft and cuddly, collapsing at the slightest push the next, she’d be aloof and sarcastic, her words dripping with dry wit. Yet she was incredibly loyal. When Shen Weixiao was honing her writing skills, her friend selflessly shared her entire research library. Beyond their daily writing sessions, brainstorming plot ideas, and gossiping, they occasionally indulged in sharing steamy fanfiction—a delightful bonus.

Oh, and her bestie’s pen name was Tanxin Bujue, a lifelong devotee of historical romance.

Tanxin Bujue Lao Xue, your little uke is flirting with girls! Help!

Chunmian Bujuexiao Tanxin Bujue, you’re lying! It’s clearly you who’s seducing me! pouts

The besties seized the opportunity to tease Lao Xue, tagging her and declaring that her backyard was on fire. Soon, a massive group of harem members launched a bloody counterteasing campaign against their beloved author.

The long, orderly formation of comments all read Lao Xue’s backyard is on fire!

Shen Weixiao raised an eyebrow, about to close Weibo, when Lao Xue suddenly appeared, tagging Chunxiao and commenting Bring your little leather whip tonight.

Lao Xue rarely joined in such antics. Shen Weixiao was momentarily stunned, then suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. What’s going on here…? She immediately sent Lao Xue a private message. Lao Xue replied Just waiting backstage, so bored. Watching your live broadcast of Red Apricot Branch Peeking Over the Wall.

Goosebumps erupted all over Shen Weixiao’s body. She awkwardly replied Wife, are you okay? You’re teasing me too?