The Senior Student (female) Is Not Human - Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Love Me

“Let me in!”

Xie Shiwei was so enthusiastic with her girlfriend’s invitation last night that she slept in until noon.

After waking up, she even found that, in her current state, it was difficult to pick out clothes to wear.

The clothes in her closet were either cheap, non-breathable fabrics that stuck to her body as soon as she sweated, or the material was too stiff. It didn’t matter when she was single, but now…

She felt like she was selecting an instrument of torture.

Just as she was despairing, an arm suddenly reached out from the soft bed behind her and wrapped around her waist, pulling her back.

Jiang Xi-yao’s willful and seductive voice sounded:

“It’s just studying. Can’t you study at home just the same? What’s the need to go to that boring place, school, every day? Skip class? Just ask for leave. I’ll send the message to your advisor—”

A soft scent blew past her ear. Xie Shiwei suddenly understood King Zhou.

But when she thought about attendance affecting her scholarship eligibility, she immediately scrambled out of the warm, soft embrace:

“No, no! I have my last class this afternoon. The teacher might go over the key points. I have to go!”

Jiang Xi-yao glared at her, very displeased.

So, just as Xie Shiwei stood steady by the bed, she saw that jade-like hand reach out again. The index finger curled and sharply flicked her chest!

“Hiss…”

Xie Shiwei hunched over, sucking in a sharp breath.

She couldn’t believe her girlfriend was the type to be “ungrateful and abandon a bridge after crossing.”

The darling that Jiang Xi-yao had held in her mouth and refused to let go of last night was subjected to such cruel treatment this morning! Was this a distortion of human nature or a degradation of morality!

Jiang Xi-yao saw her teary-eyed with grievance, and her earlier displeasure finally subsided a little.

She pulled the girl back into her arms: “Who told you to always prioritize those trivial matters over me? Shouldn’t spending time with your girlfriend be the most important thing in the world?”

Jiang Xi-yao righteously turned the blame on her: “Always hurting someone’s sincerity like this, Xie Shiwei. It’s only because I’m generous. Hurry up and sweet-talk me, and I’ll forgive you!”

The girl’s hand, still clutching her chest, froze in mid-air. Her expression was stunned.

…I-is it that dramatic?

Xie Shiwei hadn’t realized her girlfriend would be this clingy.

However, given that Jiang Xi-yao possessed such an outstanding face, she must have been raised with endless affection from a young age. It was only normal for someone born to enjoy all the good things in the world to have higher demands for the quality of affection.

Xie Shiwei quickly convinced herself.

She obediently cupped that beautiful face, kissed her loudly, and coaxed softly:

“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”

Jiang Xi-yao’s expression also became still.

She hadn’t expected Xie Shiwei to be so compliant after losing her memory. All her former resistance and suspicion had vanished, and now she believed whatever she was told!

—Jiang Xi-yao realized she was becoming addicted to this feeling, and she wanted to deceive the girl even further.

So, she temporarily set the person in her arms aside, left the master bedroom, and returned with a dress draped over her arm.

It was a gentle green floral dress, like bringing spring early to the city.

But what Xie Shiwei was more concerned about was the lining that came with the dress.

Two extremely thin, teardrop-shaped silicone br3ast patches and a pair of light-green ice-silk panties.

Xie Shiwei had always worn proper, student-style cotton underwear. She had never tried br3ast patches, and in her current state, they didn’t seem suitable at all…

She blushed, picking up one of the patches, and was about to protest.

“Slap.”

Jiang Xi-yao swiftly slapped the other patch onto her soft skin: “Don’t worry, the quality is excellent. It won’t fall off. Try tugging it if you don’t believe me.”

Xie Shiwei’s body was initially tense with nerves.

But as the faint coolness spread from the area below her collarbone, the region with the highest concentration of nerve endings, she couldn’t help but blush intensely.

【That’s weird. Why does this thing feel like it’s the same temperature as my Sister’s mouth?】

【I feel like I’m being held in Sister’s mouth again.】

【I-I’m being a pervert, aren’t I? I must be a pervert, ahhh! How can I think of everyday objects involving a girl in such a strange way! Stop it, brain!】

However.

Just as Xie Shiwei finally accepted the new concept of br3ast patches and suppressed the odd sensation, she found the material of the panties strange too.

Cool and slick.

Exactly like the feeling of clinging to her Sister’s delicate, long legs and rubbing against her like a sleep companion doll while sleeping last night.

…It must be some new type of skin-friendly material, right? Breathable, ultra-thin, seamless?

Xie Shiwei mused distractedly.

By the time she realized it, she had already meekly put on the beautiful dress. Jiang Xi-yao even pulled her into a hug and braided her hair with a silk scarf, pinning it up at the back of her head like a flower bud, finished with a pretty bow.

Xie Shiwei put on her black-rimmed glasses and saw her beautiful reflection in the full-length mirror. She couldn’t help but stare.

“Did I… used to go to school like this?”

Jiang Xi-yao rested her chin on her shoulder from behind, looking into the mirror with her.

The girl who previously would only accept minor changes to her hairstyle would have desperately wanted to permanently weld those ugly disguises and glasses onto her body. Why would she obediently wear the clothes Jiang Xi-yao gave her now?

The old Xie Shiwei always regarded beauty as a terrible beast.

But now was different.

The change in her dress, hairstyle, and… the black-rimmed glasses that had lost their function.

Jiang Xi-yao had been bored last night and noticed fine cracks appearing on the black frame of Xie Shiwei’s glasses. She casually “mended” them. Now, the glasses were still the same wide, thick-rimmed pair, but they exuded a strange attraction.

The glasses, which were supposed to conceal, now unconsciously drew human eyes, making them linger on her delicate face.

Jiang Xi-yao looked at the girl in the mirror, now branded from head to toe with her aura, and smiled with pleasure:

“Yes, you used to chase me at school and desperately wanted to get my attention. You even wanted us to wear couple’s outfits. I had no choice but to have a bunch custom-made. I’ll wear them with you every day from now on.”

Xie Shiwei was stunned again.

She must have gone all out to pursue this beauty, not even fearing harassment anymore.

She looked into the mirror. Her own subtle, delicate features next to her girlfriend’s more striking, glamorous ones made for a powerful contrast.

She hesitated, asking:

“If we… walk together at school, won’t we be too high-profile?”

Would people on the school’s social media walls complain about them being a pair of brazen lesbians abusing their beauty and ostentatiously showing affection every day?

Walk together?

Countless images flashed through Jiang Xi-yao’s mind. Without exception, Xie Shiwei in those images would turn and flee the moment she saw her.

The black-haired beauty thought this, yet the smile on her lips deepened:

“Not too bad.”

“You are very possessive of me. You don’t like me talking to others, and you don’t like others seeing me interact with you. The moment you see me, you pull me away, monopolize my time, and hide me, only allowing me to look at you.”

“Plus, I was recently injured, and you insisted I not stay in the hospital, but bring me home to recuperate. So, not many people know about our relationship yet.”

Xie Shiwei was dumbfounded.

How could she, who had never dated before, be so poor yet so overbearing?

“Th-that was too much of me before!” She recalled the strange mark she felt on Jiang Xi-yao’s neck last night and quickly turned around, examining her up and down.

“How could I do that? If you’re sick or hurt, you should be in the hospital! Did I perhaps insist on saving face, couldn’t afford the hospital fees, lied to you saying you weren’t sick, and told you that a bowl of soup at home would fix you?”

Xie Shiwei even looked angry at her former self.

Jiang Xi-yao gave a small “Mmm,” thinking she might have oversold the performance.

So, she obligingly buried her head back into Xie Shiwei’s shoulder, her tone feigning obedience:

“It’s okay. I know you only do it for my own good. You love me. Even if one day you love me so much you want to own me madly, lock me up, chain my neck, and cut off my hands and feet, I would still forgive you.”

Hurry and believe it.

Hurry and believe that this is how you love me, hopelessly and completely—

Jiang Xi-yao was answered with a resounding: “Absolutely not!”

Xie Shiwei raised her hands to grasp her girlfriend’s shoulders, suspecting she had been poisoned by reading too many old-school domineering CEO novels. She couldn’t help but shake her vigorously:

“You can’t! Don’t forgive that! That is a crime! Who told you that’s love? Jiang Xi-yao, listen to me. Whether it’s me or anyone else, no one can hurt you under the pretense of love!”

“If I ever go crazy like that, you call the police and have them arrest me, okay? Say okay quickly!”

Jiang Xi-yao was not pleased with her answer.

Who cares what love is? She only needed Xie Shiwei’s love. As for how Xie Shiwei loved her, she didn’t care, because she could endure anything.

Just then, she noticed her long hair swaying like seaweed.

So, Jiang Xi-yao drew out her words, lazily changing the subject:

“Xie Shiwei. You’re going to shake my brains into a smoothie.”

The girl immediately stopped moving.

But she was still unsatisfied, glaring at Jiang Xi-yao, determined to get an answer today.

Jiang Xi-yao saw her puffed-out cheeks, poked one, and smiled: “Truly a Cream Puff.”

Soft and tender, and the filling inside was warm and sweet.

Jiang Xi-yao licked her lower lip in recollection, thinking of the warmth her thumb had sunk into.

She looked at Xie Shiwei’s mouth, which was still rattling off words.

“Cream Puff… is that my nickname? Wait, don’t change the subject. You can call me whatever you want, but this matter we must—”

The incessant chatter came to a sudden stop.

Xie Shiwei looked at the beautiful face that had suddenly moved close, instantly forgetting what she was going to say.

The temperature on her lips was soft and cool.

Xie Shiwei recalled the green-tongued ice cream she used to eat in the summer. Once the hard ice melted, it turned into wobbly, elastic jelly. A single bite would let the chilly sherbet melt in her mouth.

But Xie Shiwei never wanted to eat it too fast.

After taking the ice cream out of the freezer, she would hold the outer layer of solid ice in her mouth until it softened. She didn’t want to bite it, and even when the tip of the ice cream became slippery, she would still hold it in her mouth, sucking on it.

The contact from Jiang Xi-yao reminded her of the half-melted texture of that ice cream.

So, after the two were pressed quietly against each other for a few seconds.

Xie Shiwei couldn’t resist. She quietly extended the tip of her tongue, sweeping it across those full, red lips.

—She was her girlfriend now. Who would kiss so chastely? It should be fine if she licked her a little, right?

She encouraged herself mentally, mimicking her girlfriend’s tone from yesterday, and whispered:

“Open up.”

“L-let me in!”