Naughty Puppy Will Be Eaten by a Bad Woman - Chapter 38

◎She was like a wave, repeatedly crashing against the jagged rocks, shattering into fragments.◎

By the time they returned to the villa, the sun had risen higher, casting golden rays through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

But for them, the light was too bright.

The electric curtains slowly closed, allowing the dark, humid passion to flourish unchecked.

Back at the villa, Gu Xianyue’s movements suddenly slowed, kissing Lu Zhao with deliberate slowness.

Lu Zhao sat on the bed, leaning back slightly, tilting her head to meet Gu Xianyue’s kiss.

Her kisses were clumsy and awkward, as if she couldn’t quite grasp the technique. She had no choice but to surrender control to Gu Xianyue, matching her pace.

The pristine white sheets, damp from the rain, seemed to amplify the urgency of their slow intimacy. Lu Zhao’s fingertips curled tightly, clawing wrinkles into the fabric.

Gu Xianyue stroked Lu Zhao’s cheek with one hand while deftly unbuttoning her shirt with the other, her fingers nimble and precise.

Lu Zhao stiffened for a moment, still unprepared for Gu Xianyue to see her scars.

After all, she herself loathed them.

She let out a soft groan and tugged gently at Gu Xianyue’s shirt.

Misinterpreting the gesture as impatient urging, Gu Xianyue murmured soothingly, “Easy now, darling.”

“Be good, your clothes are wet. You’ll catch a cold.”

Lu Zhao was anxious, but her deep-seated insecurity made it impossible to voice even her feelings of inferiority.

After hesitating repeatedly, she finally said, “Gu Xianyue, the wound…”

Gu Xianyue cradled the back of her neck and gently laid her on the bed, soothingly reassuring her, “It’s alright, I’ll take care of it. You don’t need to move.”

Lu Zhao’s cheeks flushed crimson. That wasn’t what she meant at all. But Gu Xianyue had already undressed her and was now running her hand along her waist…

The moment of contact was irreversible. Even though she felt Gu Xianyue’s hand pause briefly when it touched the scar, she still trembled with excitement.

Gu Xianyue only paused for a moment before carefully avoiding the scar and placing her hand on Lu Zhao’s undamaged skin.

The rough, calloused texture made her afraid to dwell on it. She didn’t know if it was from burns or something else, and she was terrified of accidentally hurting Lu Zhao.

Gu Xianyue knew Lu Zhao would endure any pain silently, so she was exceptionally gentle. Worried that Lu Zhao might feel self-conscious under her gaze, she deliberately looked away, focusing instead on tenderly kissing her unblemished skin.

She treated Lu Zhao like a fragile treasure, showering her with unprecedented patience and tenderness.

To Lu Zhao, Gu Xianyue’s reaction seemed like disgust at her scars, a rejection of her disfigured body.

It’s understandable, she thought. I completely understand.

Gu Xianyue had already bestowed upon her the greatest gift: accepting her, touching her, kissing her… What more could she possibly ask for?

Sensing her distress, Gu Xianyue kissed her lips and stroked her cheek. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice filled with concern. “Are you uncomfortable?”

The woman’s beautiful face flushed with emotion, making her even more captivating.

Lu Zhao shook her head, turned her face, and gently licked and kissed the knuckles of Gu Xianyue’s right hand.

Following the memory of that feverish dream, she licked and sucked rhythmically, as expected, a pleased expression bloomed on Gu Xianyue’s face.

Gu Xianyue’s lips curved into a smile. “…Where did you learn that?”

Before Lu Zhao could answer, Gu Xianyue lowered her head.

Afraid of hurting Lu Zhao, Gu Xianyue moved slowly, kissing and caressing her gently.

Lu Zhao tilted her head back, her body taut as a drawn bowstring.

The rising tide lifted her high, only for the shame of her desire to pull her down like gravity. She rose and fell like a wave, crashing against the rocks, shattering into fragments.

To Gu Xianyue, Lu Zhao appeared restrained and inexperienced, yet at times, her true, unbridled emotions would slip through.

Lu Zhao’s voice was lovely, like… a cute little animal. The woman who spoke so formally and precisely on television now sounded so fragmented.

Her hearing burned by the sound, Gu Xianyue’s subconscious momentarily broke free of its restraints. She even wanted to tease Lu Zhao mercilessly, to see more of her vivid reactions.

But the gruesome scar on Lu Zhao’s face snapped her back to reality. Gu Xianyue suppressed the wicked impulse.

No, I can’t treat Lu Zhao like this.

Not now, at least.

Gu Xianyue interlaced her fingers with Lu Zhao’s, gripping tightly as she felt Lu Zhao completely melt into her mouth.

Lu Zhao reached her peak much faster than Gu Xianyue had anticipated. At the height of it, Gu Xianyue gently pressed down on Lu Zhao’s instinctively arching hips, preventing her from pulling away. She accepted her completely, with tender yet irresistible force.

Hmm… all hers.

All belonging to her.

Lu Zhao trembled uncontrollably, calling her name in a daze: “Gu Xianyue… Gu Xianyue…”

The woman lifted her head, licking her lips with lingering satisfaction, leaving a glistening sheen behind. “Mm, I’m here.”

She soothed Lu Zhao, pulling her into her arms and gently stroking her slender back.

Lu Zhao caught sight of the glistening on Gu Xianyue’s thin lips and buried herself in the blankets, overcome with embarrassment.

She could feel herself losing control… repeatedly. She wanted to restrain herself, but whenever Gu Xianyue was near, her rationality seemed to shut down completely.

Utterly mortifying…

Gu Xianyue glanced at the small bulge under the covers and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Lu Zhao burrowed deeper into the blankets, her flushed face peeking out. “Don’t laugh at me…”

Gu Xianyue patted Lu Zhao through the covers. “Alright, I won’t laugh. Come out and let me help you clean up, okay?”

Hearing this, Lu Zhao stammered, “N-no, it’s fine. I’ll just take a shower.”

“Let me help you,” Gu Xianyue offered.

Lu Zhao slowly wriggled out of the blankets and began dressing. “No need… I can manage myself.”

Gu Xianyue nodded, not pressing further. “Be careful not to slip.”

The sound of running water filled the bathroom, yet Gu Xianyue felt unbearably restless.

She remembered how Lu Zhao would bite her lower lip when aroused, how she would call Gu Xianyue’s name in a voice she never used otherwise, how she would grip her hand tighter, how she would respond with such fervor… Just the memory of it stirred Gu Xianyue’s deepest desires.

Lu Zhao was too quick. She felt it was over before she’d even had a chance to savor it. But she couldn’t force Lu Zhao to do it again…

The fabric clinging to her skin felt sticky.

Looks like I need a shower too.

Lu Zhao lay soaking in the bathtub, her mind blank.

She had actually… slept with Gu Xianyue.

Everything had happened so suddenly, she hadn’t even had time to mentally prepare. Yet, in retrospect, the signs had been there all along—those countless secret explorations had silently guided them to this moment.

Her body still seemed to yearn for Gu Xianyue’s tenderness, the lingering warmth spreading beneath the water’s surface.

Looking down at her incomplete body submerged in the water, Lu Zhao noticed a red kiss mark on the inner thigh of her intact left leg.

When did she leave that? She hadn’t even noticed, perhaps she’d been too lost in the moment…

And she’d been so focused on her own pleasure that she hadn’t even helped Gu Xianyue… before rushing off to shower.

Truth be told, she had also desired Gu Xianyue, but the first time had been too rushed. She hadn’t had time to learn more or prepare properly… She was terrified of giving Gu Xianyue a bad experience.

She buried her face in the water, overwhelmed with shame.

Next time? Next time, if there is a next time… She would try her best, she wouldn’t disappoint Gu Xianyue.

She lathered the shower gel, cleansing herself and the myriad scars that marked her skin. She had never paid them much attention; after years of seeing them, she had grown accustomed to them. Besides, they were always hidden beneath her clothes, and she had never bothered with any treatments to fade them.

She had never imagined anyone would see them again, not even after realizing her feelings for Gu Xianyue.

Everything had happened so quickly, like a sudden windfall for a nouveau riche.

As a side effect, she childishly imagined for the first time that the shower gel could act like an eraser, wiping away the scars and even regrowing her missing right leg.

She had never felt so acutely aware of her imperfections.

If only I were whole…

These thoughts left her feeling lost and uncertain. Her intimacy with Gu Xianyue hadn’t boosted her confidence; instead, it had made her feel more vulnerable.

Gu Xianyue went to the other bathroom, just as Lu Zhao had anticipated. She definitely needed to wash up.

After rinsing her underwear, she realized Lu Zhao hadn’t come out yet.

Anxiety surged through her. She rushed to the bathroom door, her hand already on the handle, but stopped abruptly.

Instead, she called out tentatively, “Lu Zhao, are you done washing?”

A moment passed before Lu Zhao replied from inside.

“I’m done washing up. I’ll be out in a minute.”

Another second and she would have broken down the door.

The sound from the bathroom was slightly distorted, but hearing that Lu Zhao was okay, Gu Xianyue relaxed.

Lu Zhao composed herself. She knew there were all kinds of romantic relationships in the world, including those without the constraints of commitment.

But in her mind, having done that meant they were already lovers.

Though she didn’t know what Gu Xianyue thought, she dared not ask, fearing an answer she didn’t want to hear.

Still, she would treat Gu Xianyue as her lover, offering her loyalty, love, and responsibility… seeing her as her shared destiny.

Gu Xianyue was on the phone arranging for a private chef to come with ingredients and seasonings to cook, so they wouldn’t have to go out.

She wanted to linger with Lu Zhao a little longer.

Just as she hung up, a warm head pressed against her back.

Lu Zhao wrapped her arms around Gu Xianyue’s waist from behind, nuzzling her.

Gu Xianyue turned and pulled her into a hug. “Hungry? I’ve called a private chef to cook here.”

Lu Zhao looked up with her wet, peach-blossom eyes. “…Is that expensive?”

Gu Xianyue pinched her cheek. “Not at all. Why are you being so formal with me?”

Lu Zhao lowered her head and murmured a soft “Mm.”

She didn’t want to keep things so separate from Gu Xianyue, but… she also wanted to share burdens with her in other ways.

Yet Gu Xianyue seemed not to need her help, and what Gu Xianyue truly needed was beyond Lu Zhao’s ability to provide.

She was deeply troubled… It seemed all she could do was work hard to support Gu Xianyue. Only through work did she feel valuable to Gu Xianyue, feel useful…

She pulled out her phone and checked the work group chat. As expected, Shengye had issued a statement during her two-day leave, claiming that the allegations of hiring academic teams for endorsement were pure fabrication and that they would pursue legal action to protect their legitimate rights.

Lu Zhao couldn’t help but smile as she read the statement. Shengye’s reaction was entirely predictable. If things went as expected, a lawyer’s letter obscuring the key points would surface in a few days, followed by a series of vague anti-smear materials…

No matter. In her eyes, Shengye’s attempt at damage control only served to fuel public outrage. When the time was right, the Provincial Television Station would release the other evidence they had been preparing. Then they’d see if Shengye could still maintain its stubborn denial.

Gu Xianyue came over and sat beside Lu Zhao, gently wrapping her arm around her slender waist. “What’s got you smiling so happily?”

Lu Zhao: “Nothing much, just saw Shengye’s statement.”

Gu Xianyue leaned closer. “Let me see.”

Lu Zhao handed her the phone, but the screen went dark.

Lu Zhao: “The password is 147258.”

Gu Xianyue smiled and entered the password as instructed. “You’re just giving me the password like that?”

Lu Zhao nodded. “Mm-hmm…”

Now that she considered Gu Xianyue her lover, there was nothing she couldn’t share with her.

After reading the statement, Gu Xianyue kissed Lu Zhao’s cheek. “Thank you, Lu Zhao.”

Lu Zhao blushed. “What are you thanking me for…? It’s what I should do.”

Gu Xianyue: “Does this password have any special meaning?”

Lu Zhao: “No, it’s just two vertical rows on the keyboard.”

The two lingered affectionately for a while longer before Gu Xianyue’s phone lit up with a message from Gu Yu.

Gu Yu:  Remember to go to the orphanage tomorrow. I’ve sent you the contact information for the director.

With one arm around Lu Zhao, Gu Xianyue quickly typed a reply with her other hand.

Lu Zhao discreetly looked away, respecting Gu Xianyue’s privacy.

After replying, Gu Xianyue pulled Lu Zhao into another embrace and kissed her deeply. Lu Zhao’s lips were so soft and irresistible, she couldn’t get enough.

Finally, when Lu Zhao was gasping for breath, Gu Xianyue released her, playfully tapping her nose. “You’re so smart, how can you forget to breathe?”

Just as Lu Zhao was feeling embarrassed, the doorbell rang, likely the private chef arriving.

Gu Xianyue pinched Lu Zhao’s cheek. “I’ll get the door.”