The Cold Goddess Always Wants to Turn Me Gay (GL) - Chapter 50: Be My Real Girlfriend
Yu Xin Xin slowly moved closer and reached out to touch Wei Zhi’s flushed cheek, concerned. “Is it too hot?”
Wei Zhi turned her head away, avoiding her gaze. “No.”
This was the first time Yu Xin Xin had seen Wei Zhi like this. The woman who usually appeared aloof and untouchable now seemed… shy?
Yes! Shy.
After a moment of contemplation, Yu Xin Xin suddenly understood—Wei Zhi was embarrassed. Unable to resist teasing her, she chuckled, “Is little Zhi Zhi feeling shy?”
Ha! Finally, it was her turn to tease her.
Her voice was soft and sweet, laced with lighthearted laughter, but to Wei Zhi, it sounded like outright provocation. Wei Zhi raised an eyebrow and turned back to face Yu Xin Xin. With just one glance, she was lost.
Through the faint mist, Wei Zhi met those eyes that had shaken her heart more than once. What she saw seemed veiled, and she couldn’t help but want to lift the curtain. Her fingers lightly brushed Yu Xin Xin’s cheek, like cherry blossoms falling on snow-capped mountains, tinged with a delicate pink.
Her longing gaze traced the contours of Yu Xin Xin’s face, past the delicate nose, and lingered on her moist, tender lips. Her thumb gently stroked them, making them even more alluring. Suddenly, she wanted to taste them—what flavor would they carry now?
Yu Xin Xin stared blankly at the person before her. The burning affection in the other’s eyes made her heart race uncontrollably. Amidst the flustered confusion, a secret yearning unfurled, delicate yet inescapable. She looked at her, unable to tear her gaze away.
Wei Zhi wrapped an arm around Yu Xin Xin’s slender waist, sensing the tension in the other’s body. Just as she hesitated, Yu Xin Xin closed her eyes—whether in silent permission or invitation, it didn’t matter. Without further hesitation, Wei Zhi leaned down and pressed her lips against Yu Xin Xin’s. Their breaths intertwined as Wei Zhi kissed her carefully, tenderly, savoring the sensation. Gently parting the soft lips, the sweet taste flooded her mouth. Yu Xin Xin responded clumsily, if only for a brief moment, but it was enough to send Wei Zhi into raptures.
This kiss was destined to be more lingering than any before.
If the previous kisses had been Wei Zhi’s one-sided longing, this time, it was a dance between two.
When the kiss ended, Wei Zhi reluctantly pulled away, allowing the other to catch her breath before chasing her lips again. Yu Xin Xin, still dazed from the first kiss, had barely regained her senses when her lips were captured once more, dizziness washing over her again.
I don’t know how much time had passed. Wei Zhi held Yu Xin Xin in her arms, looking at her swollen lips with a slight curl at the corners of her mouth. Slowly, a glimmer of clarity returned to Xin Xin’s eyes as she recalled the intensely passionate kiss they had just shared. Her flushed cheeks burned uncomfortably, and she instinctively struggled a little, too embarrassed to meet Wei Zhi’s gaze.
Wei Zhi loosened her embrace slightly. Seeing the look in Xin Xin’s eyes, she knew the girl was about to retreat again. Her heart ached, and she felt it was time to pierce through this layer of unspoken tension between them.
“Xin Xin actually likes me in her heart, doesn’t she?”
It was the same question Wei Zhi had asked her at noon. Xin Xin had intended to refuse again, but the words stuck in her throat.
Wei Zhi knew she must be searching for excuses to escape in her mind and continued, “If Xin Xin didn’t have feelings for me, why would you always worry more about my health than I do? Not only that, but you’ve repeatedly allowed me to get close to you. Just like earlier—if you didn’t like it, shouldn’t you have refused outright? Has Xin Xin ever truly rejected me?”
Xin Xin’s expression froze. Deep inside, an indescribable emotion seemed to surge wildly, easily shattering the calm she had barely managed to regain. She pressed a hand to her chest, where her heartbeat was more frantic than ever before. With each pulse, intense emotions spread throughout her body, and she couldn’t control the panic rising within her. Something uncontrollable was awakening.
That’s right—why had she repeatedly allowed Wei Zhi’s excessive closeness? It seemed she had never truly refused. If she didn’t want it, she could have just said no, couldn’t she?
Gradually, an answer she had never dared to consider before flickered in her mind, on the verge of breaking through all barriers.
Wei Zhi leaned in to kiss her again. Xin Xin hesitated, staring at her without reacting.
“Do you feel disgusted when I treat you like this?” Wei Zhi asked.
Xin Xin shook her head.
“What if it were someone else?”
Xin Xin frowned, her eyes naturally revealing resistance.
Wei Zhi smiled in satisfaction. “Do you know why that is?”
Xin Xin froze. The answer in her mind seemed to grow clearer.
“Because Xin Xin likes me too.”
Her heart trembled. Such an answer made her widen her eyes in disbelief. Could it really be… love?
“Xin Xin, will you be my real girlfriend?” Wei Zhi gazed at her dazed expression, sensing something about to break free. She softened her voice. “You can take your time to think about it. I’ll wait for your answer.”
Xin Xin’s head remained in a daze. She didn’t even know how she had returned to her room, only remembering that Wei Zhi had carried her out of the pool.
She slumped onto the single sofa, her gaze drifting through the glass window to the scenery hidden in darkness.
Had she gone stupid from soaking in the hot springs for too long?
“Xin Xin, the group chat says we should head to the restaurant for dinner,” Wei Zhi said gently.
Yu Xin Xin responded groggily, allowing herself to be led to the second-floor dining area.
Wei Zhi rubbed her head and said helplessly, “Stop overthinking. Let’s eat first.”
Yu Xin Xin gazed into the other’s eyes, which seemed to hold a pool of spring water—soft enough to make her heart ache. She thought to herself: She’s usually so aloof, so why is she so gentle with me?
By the time they arrived, almost everyone was already there. The restaurant was set up buffet-style, with long rectangular tables neatly arranged, each seating about six or seven people.
Zhou Tong spotted the two and enthusiastically waved them over. As they took their seats, Yu Xin Xin noticed the table was already laden with food. Concerned about Wei Zhi’s stomach, she considered fetching some lighter dishes, but the moment she thought of getting up, she paused. She remembered Wei Zhi’s words from the afternoon—it seemed taking care of Wei Zhi’s meals had already become a natural part of her daily life.
Is this what liking someone feels like?