The Taste of Love Starts in the Kitchen (GL) - Chapter 63

Song Baili felt as if her heart was being stung by a swarm of rushing thoughts. She hurriedly turned her face to the side, trying to escape this inexplicable fluttering.

“Got it.”

At this distance, Qian Qian gazed at Song Baili’s beautiful profile and couldn’t help but marvel at the woman’s stunning looks. If she didn’t take the opportunity to tease her a bit, it would feel like a waste not to appreciate that irresistibly beautiful face.

“By the way, you mentioned last night that you wanted to take a bath together.”

“!!!”

Song Baili widened her eyes in surprise, secretly wondering how such shameless words could have slipped out of her mouth.

At that moment, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in. She quietly turned around, her fingers unconsciously biting into her skin, her face as red as if it had been roasted, looking like it would start smoking at any moment.

“Haha, if you’re feeling shy, you don’t have to take everything off. I’ll do it, and then you can decide once you see how it’s done.”

“No, no, no, you don’t take it off either!”

So, does that mean you agree to take a bath together?

Qian Qian was actually overjoyed inside, but still pretended to look serious and said:

“I have a great figure, I really don’t care what you think.”

After saying that, she deliberately puffed out her chest, gently touched her body lines, and let her fingers glide along the curves, showcasing her confidence and pride in her figure.

Song Baili’s eyes didn’t dare to meet Qian Qian’s gaze. She adjusted her sitting posture, her movements appearing stiff and unnatural.

“I have my own standards, but I don’t have your figure. Don’t take off all your clothes, or I’ll get jealous.”

“Fine, if you don’t want to take it off, then don’t.”

Qian Qian glanced at Song Baili, shrugged helplessly, then lightly jumped off the bed, stretched her body, and lazily completed a stretch.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled back the curtains, leaned against the windowsill, gazed at the scenery outside, saw the clear sky with white clouds drifting by, and her mood became exceptionally cheerful.

Qian Qian had a smug smile at the corner of her mouth, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes. She turned lightly and walked towards Song Baili, who was still confused and spinning around. She extended her arm and gently pulled her up, her voice carrying a hint of cheerfulness:

“Let’s go, take a bath.”

The bathroom is filled with warm steam and a pleasant fragrance, with water flowing gently, producing a soothing and melodious sound.

Qian Qian lay comfortably in the bathtub, warm water enveloping her body. She stretched her arms, her delicate fingers gently stirring the water, causing droplets to splash and ripples to spread across the surface.

After a while, Song Baili cautiously pushed open the bathroom door, a towel wrapped around her slender body. Her gaze darted around, never settling anywhere, constantly avoiding direct eye contact with Qian Qian.

Slowly, Song Baili approached the bathtub, her steps somewhat hesitant. The mist hung in the air like soft gauze, and the beauty in the bathtub was faintly visible.

Through the hazy mist, as the footsteps drew nearer, the view gradually became clearer. Song Baili’s gaze fell forward, and when her eyes landed on it, she couldn’t help but stop in her tracks, stunned by the sight before her.

Qian Qian’s eyes were filled with laughter, her slender shoulders and charming collarbone faintly visible, complementing her snow-white skin. Her beauty carried a touch of youthfulness and freshness, exuding an ethereal and light-hearted aura.

Song Baili’s pupils slightly contracted, her heartbeat seemed to pause for a moment, and her whole being appeared to be frozen in the river of time, a vague feeling surging in her heart.

“Sister Bai, aren’t you coming over to soak with us? Do you really care that much about your figure?”

Song Baili finally snapped out of her astonishment, slowly took off the towel wrapped around her body, and awkwardly hung it on the hook beside her. Her movements were somewhat clumsy, and it took her several tries to hang it up properly.

A tall figure gradually approached, and Qian Qian looked up, her eyes instantly lighting up like light bulbs, her lips slightly parted, and countless little stars dancing in her eyes.

The person in front of me has a well-proportioned figure, long legs, and a short waist, with smooth and graceful lines. Their slender arms reveal toned muscle definition, and their abdomen showcases an alluring six-pack.

Oh my gosh, their figure is just too good!

Qian Qian couldn’t help but swallow, her heart began to surge like waves, and she couldn’t help but indulge in fantasies, her emotions swelling like the tide.

However, when Song Baili got into the bathtub, another emotion quickly surged up. She subconsciously sank her body into the water, leaving only her head above the surface.

“Sister Bai, have you ever thought about becoming an artist? You might even become famous!”

Song Baili shyly stole a glance at Qian Qian, the corners of her mouth slightly lifting, and said with deep admiration from the bottom of her heart:

“Then you would be perfect as a model; you must look stunning in photos.”

Qian Qian’s eyebrows raised slightly, her eyes sparkling and bright, a natural smile blooming on her face. Under the water, she playfully brushed her foot against Song Baili’s leg and mischievously said:

“Oh my, really? How about Sister Bai being my photographer and taking a set of photos for me? I promise I’ll pose obediently and won’t waste your shots!”

Song Baili quickly pulled back her leg as if she had been electrocuted, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks, while her fingers gently rubbed under the water.

As she raised her gaze, Qian Qian’s eyes fell on her. Song Baili smiled at her, though there was a hint of discomfort on her face.

Qian Qian deliberately remained silent, quietly waiting for Song Baili’s response. In the still air, the sound of water from the bathroom seemed to become clearer, echoing between the two of them.

Song Baili’s mind was in a jumble; she was least adept at handling such an atmosphere. After racking her brains for a moment, it was as if she had finally found a topic to break the awkwardness, and without thinking, she said:

“I’m not very good at photography, but Xiao Jun’s photography skills are truly impressive.”

Qian Qian’s smile instantly vanished, her expression darkened, as if someone had dimmed the lights, plunging her into shadow.

“What’s wrong?”

Song Baili didn’t care, but as soon as Qian Qian was asked, she angrily swept her hand across the water surface, and small droplets splashed out in the direction of the person opposite.

“You are so good at matchmaking, helping others find partners every day, yet you are still a single young adult. Why don’t you find a partner for yourself first?”

Then, she curled up in the corner of the bathtub like a frantic little squirrel, pouting with a hint of displeasure on her face.

Song Baili’s expression was as if she had been scratched by a cat, her eyes revealing innocence, her face filled with bewilderment and confusion, at a loss.

After scratching her ears and cheeks for a while, Song Baili cautiously and slowly moved her body next to Qian Qian, causing ripples to spread around her in the water, stirring up layers of waves.

After a moment’s hesitation, she poked Qian Qian’s arm with her finger, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water, tinged with a hint of apology, and said:

“I’m sorry, what I just said wasn’t what you thought it meant. You have to believe me, I really didn’t mean to set you two up.”

Qian Qian slightly lowered her head, a flicker of emotion passing through her eyes. After a moment of contemplation, she suddenly raised her head, her gaze fixed on Song Baili, and said with a serious expression:

“If you give me a kiss, I’ll let you go.”

Song Baili seemed frozen, her muscles tense, her throat rolling as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t find the right words.

Knowing that Qian Qian’s personality is playful and fun, and because they are both women, she speaks without reservation, accustomed to direct hits, and their topics are never limited.

Song Baili couldn’t keep up with Qian Qian’s reckless pace, so she had to bargain and say:

“Can we change to the next request?”

“Sure, but you have to accept one condition first: let me kiss you.”

Is there a difference?

Not sure if it was the water temperature being too high or her bl00d boiling, Song Baili felt her face surrounded by a flame, the heat gradually spreading from her cheeks to her entire body.

She raised her hand and gently fanned the air, trying to drive away the heat on her face.

Out of the blue, Song Baili felt a soft and warm touch gently brush against her cheek, the tender breath like a gentle breeze, caressing her skin.

The splashes in the bathtub were sent flying by her sudden leap, and she was so frightened that she shrank to one side of the tub. Her wet hair was messily stuck to her cheeks, and she raised her trembling finger, pointing at Qian Qian.

“You you you….”

Her heart felt as if it were about to burst from being pricked by an invisible tiny thorn, beating rapidly as if it would shatter her chest.

“Sister, are you not ready yet? Then let’s do it again.”

As soon as Qian Qian’s words fell, she moved closer without hesitation. Song Baili, frightened, quickly raised her hand to push against her shoulder, looking at her pale face as if she were about to lose her innocence.

“I was wrong, I was wrong. Today, I’ll listen to you all day, just no kissing, everything else I’ll do as you say.”

“Keep your word, you have to follow through, or I’ll get angry!”

Qian Qian leaned in very close, her hand resting on the edge of the bathtub, her whole body almost pressed against Song Baili.

“I keep my promises, don’t get so close, it’s unbearable!”

Qian Qian rarely saw Song Baili so flustered and at a loss, a sense of victorious satisfaction surged in her heart, and she put away her teasing expression.

“Ah, they’re all women, why are you panicking like a chicken being plucked?”

Qian Qian felt that her sense of achievement in teasing others had reached its peak, so she decided to let Song Baili off and quietly sat in the bathtub to take a bath.

Finally, a moment of tranquility arrived, the atmosphere was no longer awkward, and Song Baili closed her eyes to feel this peace, her mood gradually relaxing.

Qian Qian occasionally glanced at Song Baili, watching her soak quietly in the bath, feeling a bit bored.

She felt her skin was about to soften, so she got up and sat on the edge of the bathtub, stretched out her legs, let her feet dangle in the water, and sat there swaying unsteadily.

“Sister Bai, do you have any plans later?”

Song Baili felt her muscles gradually relax, slowly opened her eyes, raised her arms, held onto the edge of the bathtub, and slowly sat up from the water.

“There’s a mountain not far from here, with fresh air and beautiful scenery. I heard there are a lot of people climbing it, and since we’re all here, I might as well join in the fun.”

“Then I want to go too, just the two of us, don’t let anyone else follow.”

Song Baili lowered her eyelids, pondered for a moment, then raised her gaze and smiled at Qian Qian.

“Oh, alright.”

The author has something to say:

Qian Qian: Haha, it seems that teasing my sister is still the most interesting thing to do.