The Wife Insists On Being My Top (GL) - Chapter 14
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It wasn’t the kind of aggressive coercion seen in TV dramas. She wasn’t forcefully pushed against the wall, nor was she forcibly kissed.
She merely staggered a little and met the eyes of the person in front of her.
She noticed that only a fleeting moment of anger flashed in the female lead’s eyes, and then it was all grievance.
That kind of weak, helpless grievance made her seem fragile.
“What did she do to you?” the female lead asked.
The cannon fodder looked at her, unable to react for a moment.
A few seconds later, she realized that the person who had secretly pulled her into the utility room was Lu Xiuchun, the female lead who was weak and easily manipulated in the original story.
They were very close at this moment, but only because the space was too small. Her back was against the wall, the door hadn’t even had time to close, and the female lead was blocking her, her posture like those strong characters in novels.
It felt a bit out of character, but the cannon fodder felt an indescribable charm.
“She… didn’t, nothing…” she stammered.
This seemed to be the female lead’s first initiative.
Was there anything like this in the novel? It didn’t seem so. The female lead in the novel was only to be manipulated by the second female lead.
“I saw it,” the female lead said.
“Saw what?”
“She held your hand.” As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and glanced at her hand, her eyes like looking at bacteria.
“It was just a handshake…”
“But I hate her.” The female lead clearly bit the inside of her lip, like she was restraining her emotions, almost crying.
“I’m sorry,” the cannon fodder couldn’t bear to see a girl wronged, especially when this person was the very good female lead, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, can I wash my hands now?”
“No need,” the female lead took out a small square pack of tissues from her pocket, with the words “alcohol disinfection” written on the package. She pulled out one of them, “Extend your hand.”
The cannon fodder opened her hand. The cannon fodder had never been the type to carry tissues with her, let alone disinfecting wipes. At this moment, she looked at the female lead’s movements, more curious than surprised.
In the daze, her hand had already been wiped clean by the female lead from the inside out, from top to bottom.
The female lead’s fingers, through the disinfecting cotton cloth, went from her fingertips to the base of her fingers, from the base of her fingers to her palm, then from her palm to the side of her hand, to the back of her hand, along the bones, along the flesh, not like wiping, but like stroking, or traveling.
That’s right, traveling.
She felt the female lead feeling everything on her hand, even the bl00d vessels and meridians inside the flesh, being caressed.
Her movements became slower and slower, but the cannon fodder clearly felt the temperature in her palm rising.
The surroundings suddenly became unusually quiet. The cannon fodder didn’t dare to breathe, nor did she dare to swallow her saliva. She was afraid of being heard by the female lead, but there was a loud heartbeat in her ears, thump, thump, thump. So she took advantage of the climax of the loud sound and quietly swallowed the saliva in her mouth.
With a gulp, it was still very loud. She thought the female lead must have heard it.
No, she didn’t hear it.
She pretended to be calm and said, “Is it done?”
“Luran’s hands are so cute,” the female lead didn’t answer, but whispered, “So soft, so white, so warm.”
The cannon fodder wanted to cry.
A blow, a heavy blow. For a top, what could be more insulting than having cute hands.
But the female lead didn’t seem to realize her thoughts. The female lead paused and looked up at her, “I’ve always wanted to call you Luran, but she beat me to it.”
“But she’s already called you that, what can we do…”
The female lead lowered her head in disappointment, “Yeah, there’s no way…”
Her tone was like she had lost something very, very important.
“Let me make it up to you, okay,” the cannon fodder said quickly, “Xiuchun, don’t be disappointed. How do you want me to make it up to you?”
“I want…”
She couldn’t continue.
She looked back slightly.
Footsteps came from outside the door, and the footsteps stopped at the door.
Would someone look inside? But neither of them dared to turn around and see what was going on. They looked at each other, feeling inexplicably guilty.
After a moment, the female lead leaned towards her, “I don’t want any compensation. You said you would help me solve that matter before…”
Her voice was very soft.
“Which matter?”
“That is…”
The female lead didn’t say it clearly, but the cannon fodder already understood. She was talking about the matter of helping her deal with the gossip that she had casually agreed to before.
Seeing that she understood, the female lead put her hands on her shoulders and continued, “Help me solve it now, can you?”
Her voice became hazy, becoming seductive.
The cannon fodder also lost her composure, “How to solve it…”
The female lead leaned over again. Just as their noses were about to touch, she tilted her head slightly.
The cannon fodder didn’t know what to do. At the critical moment, she finally remembered that she was the top.
She resisted the female lead’s shoulder, and after a moment, she held the female lead’s cheeks in her hands.
She took the initiative to move closer.
With a violent heartbeat, their lips pressed together.
The author has something to say:
Lu. Cunning and scheming. Xiuchun × Wang. Various ways of being lured. Passerby
Tomorrow the female lead will kiss the cannon fodder to death.
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Lu Xiuchun subtly pushing for a child… she really wants to tie down the cannon fodder, which I think doesn’t even have a name yet at this moment.
Thanks for the chapter!