The Cold Goddess Always Wants to Turn Me Gay (GL) - Chapter 54: A Gentle Bite

Wei Zhi no longer spared her a glance, carrying Yu Xinxin out of the room.

The door clicked shut automatically behind them, leaving Gu Mingxi standing frozen in place. Pain and struggle spilled from her eyes as her defenses crumbled. In a daze, she moved to the bar counter and mechanically poured herself a glass of red wine. The amber liquid swirled against the glass as she trembled, downing several gulps before staring blankly into the air.

Meanwhile, Yu Xinxin, tormented by the heat coursing through her body, whimpered softly and clung to Wei Zhi, her eyes flickering with both desire and restraint. Heart aching at the sight, Wei Zhi tightened her grip around Yu Xinxin’s waist, lowering her legs to the ground as she freed one hand to open the door.

Zhou Tong rounded the corner of the stairwell, panting. Spotting the two in the hallway, her anxious expression eased slightly as she hurried over. Her gaze first landed on Yu Xinxin, and she frowned. “What’s wrong with Xinxin? Why is her face so red?”

Wei Zhi tightened her hold on Yu Xinxin and replied tersely, “She might be drunk. I’ll take her inside to rest.” Without waiting for Zhou Tong’s response, she pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Zhou Tong blinked at the closed door, then exhaled in relief. Though questions swirled in her mind, instinct told her now wasn’t the time to ask.

Just as she turned to head back to her own room, the door across the hallway opened.

Gu Mingxi leaned against the doorframe, a wineglass in hand. Her curvaceous figure was wrapped in a pristine white bathrobe, her lips stained with amber wine as she smiled. Her eyes swept over Zhou Tong from head to toe. A faint flush lingered on her delicate cheeks, glowing softly under the hallway lights, while her sparkling gaze brimmed with charm and allure.

Zhou Tong gaped, her face flushing as she blurted out excitedly, “Wow, pretty sister, we meet again! Do you remember me?”

Gu Mingxi’s eyes shimmered with amusement. “Of course I remember such an adorable little sister.”

Zhou Tong was too thrilled to speak. She had thought she’d never see the woman she accidentally bumped into that morning again, yet here she was—and she even called her “adorable”! What kind of heavenly twist of fate was this?

“You know Zhi Zhi?” Gu Mingxi asked casually, her gaze flickering toward the closed door opposite.

“…?” Zhou Tong tilted her head in thought. “You mean Wei Zhi? We’re classmates and roommates. Do you know her?”

Gu Mingxi took a sip of wine, her smile warm. “She’s my little sister.” Then, as if recalling something, her smile faded, replaced by a faint frown. “But there’s been a misunderstanding between us. She’s still angry with me.”

“So you’re Xiao Zhi Zhi’s sister!” Remembering the surveillance footage earlier, Zhou Tong asked curiously, “Was Xinxin in your room just now?”

“Yes, I saw she was drunk, and her classmates didn’t know which room she was staying in, so I had her brought to mine first. We’ve met before in the Northern City.”

“Oh, right.” Zhou Tong, too dazzled by beauty to question it, nodded. “Thank goodness you were there. If Xin Xin had gone missing, Wei Zhi would’ve killed me.”

“Mind if I come in for a chat?” Gu Mingxi tilted her head slightly, lips curving into a smile.

That smile alone sent Zhou Tong’s already subpar IQ plummeting past the danger line. Flustered and thrilled, she nodded eagerly. “Of course, of course!”

Wei Zhi carefully laid Yu Xin Xin on the bed, her gaze filled with guilt and heartache as it lingered on Yu Xin Xin’s face.

Yu Xin Xin was still struggling. She didn’t recognize Wei Zhi and didn’t realize she was safe now. Between sobs, she whimpered, “Please… don’t…”

Wei Zhi couldn’t hold back any longer. Her eyes reddened, her entire body trembling with fear. The bravado she’d shown in front of Gu Mingxi crumbled away. She couldn’t bear to think what might have happened to Yu Xin Xin if she’d been even a second later.

“Xin Xin, it’s me. You’re safe now,” Wei Zhi whispered hoarsely, soothing her.

A sliver of clarity broke through Yu Xin Xin’s muddled mind, and she recognized her.

She reached out, clinging to Wei Zhi’s shoulders, and burst into tears, her sobs full of anguish.

Wei Zhi’s heart raced in panic. Helpless, she held her close, gently patting her back over and over, murmuring soft reassurances. Her own heart ached unbearably, but all she could do was repeat, “Don’t cry, don’t cry.”

Her shoulder grew damp from tears as Yu Xin Xin’s sobs gradually quieted. Then, slowly, something warm and wet lightly licked her neck—once, twice. As if unsatisfied, it then nipped and sucked gently. Wei Zhi shuddered, her entire body tingling as if electrified. She gripped Yu Xin Xin’s shoulders and pushed her away slightly.

Rejected, Yu Xin Xin blinked at her dazedly before struggling to press close again, pleading, “Wei Zhi… I feel awful.”

Under the influence of the drug, Yu Xin Xin’s soft, sweet voice sent shivers straight to Wei Zhi’s bones. Her grip loosened slightly, and Yu Xin Xin seized the chance to push past her arms, pressing her lips to Wei Zhi’s in a desperate kiss.

She kissed fervently, sucking at Wei Zhi’s lips as if savoring a rare delicacy. Wei Zhi responded instinctively, swept up in the heat—until her dazed mind abruptly cleared. She pushed Yu Xin Xin away again. “Xin Xin, snap out of it.”

Rejected once more, Yu Xin Xin fought harder to press against Wei Zhi, her strength noticeably greater this time. Chasing the intoxicating sensation, she begged in a breathy whisper, “I need it… give it to me.” Her mind was consumed by the woman before her; her feverish body demanded complete possession.

The pounding in Wei Zhi’s chest threatened to overwhelm reason, burning through her until her throat was parched and her eyes reddened. “Xin Xin, wake up,” she urged, her voice rough, like a feather trembling against the heart.

Yu Xin Xin’s face was flushed with torment, her eyes glazed with desire as she licked her slightly parted lips.

Wei Zhi’s gaze fixed on those lips—like budding petals glowing under the light, intoxicatingly alluring.

The air was thick with the sweet, youthful fragrance unique to Yu Xin Xin. Wei Zhi hadn’t drunk a drop, yet she felt drunk, mesmerized as she leaned in closer.

Fine. Let it be like this.

The warm breath brushed against each other’s lips, the intoxicating softness just within reach.

Suddenly, Wei Zhi’s hand on Yu Xin Xin’s shoulder tightened abruptly, ruthlessly pushing her away once more.

No, this can’t happen.

She turned her head away, refusing to look at Yu Xin Xin’s currently mesmerizing expression. She feared she wouldn’t be able to resist, feared Xin Xin would be disappointed in her.

“I’ll go draw your bath. Try to endure it a little longer.” She fled awkwardly into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Leaning against it, she panted lightly as cold water from the bathtub faucet rushed over Wei Zhi’s slender, pale fingers. Cupping some water, she splashed it on her face, taking deep breaths to slowly calm the heat within her body, staring blankly at the pale floor tiles.

Gu Mingxi ushered her guest inside, observing the woman sitting as primly as a schoolgirl. “What would you like to drink?”

“No need, don’t trouble yourself.” Zhou Tong sat ramrod straight, appearing somewhat restrained.

Gu Mingxi glanced at her, the corners of her eyes crinkling with a faint smile as she poured a glass of milk and handed it over.

Zhou Tong accepted it gingerly, as if holding some divine nectar, taking two slow sips before belatedly offering thanks.

“Don’t mention it.” Gu Mingxi’s gaze lingered on the milk glass in the other’s hands as she sighed distractedly.

Zhou Tong watched as the beautiful woman’s smile gradually faded, replaced by a sorrowful sigh that inexplicably tugged at her heartstrings. “What’s wrong? Is something bothering you?”

Coming back to herself, Gu Mingxi forced a bitter smile. “It’s nothing. Zhi Zhi is angry with me—she didn’t even tell me when she got a girlfriend.”

“Little Zhi Zhi always has that ice-cold expression anyway, sister. You shouldn’t take it to heart. She didn’t tell any of us about getting a girlfr—wait, GIRLFRIEND?!” Zhou Tong’s voice suddenly shot up an octave. “Holy sh1t, Wei Zhi likes women?!”

Gu Mingxi seemed startled by Zhou Tong’s reaction, blinking her luminous eyes. “Yes… you didn’t know?”

Covering her mouth in embarrassment, Zhou Tong admitted shyly, “N-no, I didn’t.”

Zhou Tong internally: Damn it, I swore in excitement! My image is ruined~~

“That can’t be. The person she was just holding is her girlfriend. Aren’t you roommates?” Gu Mingxi set down her wine glass, her expression disbelieving.

“What?? Wei Zhi’s girlfriend is Xin Xin? Since when?!” After the initial shock, Zhou Tong finally processed the information, her eyes shining as she stared at Gu Mingxi.

The intensity and pure, guileless admiration in Zhou Tong’s gaze made Gu Mingxi unusually uncomfortable. For the first time, the formidable business tycoon felt her scalp prickle with awkwardness as she offered weakly, “About a month, I think?”

Zhou Tong shrieked excitedly: “REALLY?!” The sudden realization of her dreams made Zhou Tong momentarily forget herself. Seeing the beautiful woman before her startled by the outburst, she hurriedly tried to salvage her already precarious ladylike image. “Th-that’s nice. I think they suit each other well.”

“I think so too.” After a brief pause, as if hesitating, Gu Mingxi spoke up: “I… could I ask you for a favor?”

She had been thinking about the beauty before her all day, and now that the beauty was within reach and asking for her help, how could she refuse? “Of course, of course! What do you need me to do?”

Hearing this, Gu Mingxi curled her lips into a smile, visibly relieved. “Thank you so much,” she said before continuing slowly, “Wei Zhi is still angry with me over a misunderstanding and hasn’t been in touch with the family. She’s studying here alone, and we’re all worried. Last time, she had surgery and was hospitalized, but we didn’t even know. So, could you please keep an eye on her for me? Let me know immediately if anything happens to her. Would that be okay?”

As she spoke, Gu Mingxi wore a sorrowful expression. To make it more convincing, she even pinched her thigh hard, forcing out a couple of tears. The sight of her delicate, tearful face twisted Zhou Tong’s heart with pain, and she eagerly pledged her loyalty: “No problem! I’ll tell you everything you want to know.”

Gu Mingxi gave her a grateful smile at these words, a single tear lingering at the corner of her eye, shimmering like a transparent, pure gemstone.

Naturally exquisite, Gu Mingxi was utterly lethal when deliberately turning on the charm. Zhou Tong was completely captivated, her heart and eyes filled with nothing but that gentle, smiling face. But the smile didn’t last long before Gu Mingxi hesitated again, looking troubled. “Wei Zhi would probably get mad if she found out, so… could you keep this a secret from her?” She gazed at Zhou Tong, her beautiful face full of pleading.

In this short time, Zhou Tong’s heart had been on a rollercoaster—one moment drowning in breathtaking beauty, the next aching for the tearful damsel. To see the lovely sister smile again, she immediately puffed out her chest with righteous determination and vowed, “Don’t worry, sister! I won’t let Wei Zhi find out.”

“Thank you so much. I don’t even know your name yet?” A flicker of cunning flashed in Gu Mingxi’s eyes as she offered another enchanting smile.

“My name is Zhou Tong. You can call me Xiao Tong, sister.”

“Then, Xiao Tong, can we add each other on WeChat?” Gu Mingxi opened her phone’s QR scanner.

Zhou Tong felt her heartbeat quicken, her cheeks flushing pink. This felt even more thrilling than meeting her celebrity crush. She hurriedly opened her personal QR code, and when she saw the new contact’s profile picture appear in her list, she nearly squealed with excitement—though she managed to hold it in. Then, suddenly shy, she asked, “Sister, what should I call you?”

Gu Mingxi found Zhou Tong’s flushed little face amusing. “My name is Gu Mingxi. You can keep calling me ‘sister,’ just like now.”

“Really? Thank you, sister!” Zhou Tong was instantly overjoyed. Her face still carried a hint of youthful innocence, her long lashes framing eyes that sparkled like clear spring water, radiating pure and untainted joy. She had tentatively called her “sister” a few times earlier, but now that she had Gu Mingxi’s personal approval, her heart felt as sweet as honey.

At the company, hardly anyone dared to laugh so freely in Gu Mingxi’s presence. She herself disdained excessive small talk with others, and coupled with her ruthless reputation in the business world, those around her always showed varying degrees of fear and avoidance when facing her. Zhou Tong was the first to gaze at her with such unguarded eagerness, and surprisingly, Gu Mingxi didn’t feel uncomfortable. Instead, a playful urge arose within her. With a teasing tone, she said, “Little Tong is so adorable, you must have many suitors, right?”

“Ah, no, not at all,” Zhou Tong hurriedly defended, as if afraid of being misunderstood.

“Are you teasing me, Little Tong?” Gu Mingxi pretended not to believe her, her eyes slightly narrowed in mock reproach. “How could someone as lovely as you not have admirers?”

“Really, I don’t have anyone.”

“Then is there someone you like?” Gu Mingxi continued with interest.

“Just now… there is,” Zhou Tong hesitated before asking, “Do you have someone, sister?”

Gu Mingxi’s playful mood faltered. Lowering her eyes, a trace of melancholy seemed to escape as she murmured, “Yes, but… she’s been gone for a long time.”

Zhou Tong’s heart ached again, flustered and unsure what to say to bring back the other’s smile. Naively, she thought Gu Mingxi was sad because the person she loved had left. What if someone else liked her too?

“I like you,” she blurted out, her voice clear and loud, startlingly abrupt in the quiet room.

The air seemed to freeze.

Realizing her mistake, Zhou Tong lowered her head, her toes curling in embarrassment, her face burning.

Gu Mingxi had never encountered such a situation. Calmly sipping her wine, she considered her response. Beautiful, from a wealthy family, and having taken over the family business at a young age, she was no stranger to admirers despite her notorious reputation. Among them—men and women alike—some were handsome and rich, others drawn by wealth or lust, some gentle and considerate, but never had anyone declared their feelings so directly, abruptly, and sincerely. For a moment, she was at a loss for how to respond.

“I-I’m sorry, please don’t take it to heart. I should go,” Zhou Tong stammered, fleeing without looking back.

Gu Mingxi watched the door slowly close, a faint smile touching her eyes—different from her usual polished facade, carrying a trace of warmth.

After a while, she touched her slightly flushed cheeks and paused in surprise.

Had she just been teased by a little girl?