The Wife Insists On Being My Top (GL) - Chapter 24
As she thought this, she knelt on the bed, propping herself up, knees apart, one hand gripping the falling skirt, the other reaching down.
She didn’t take off her underwear; her hand went inside, just as it had done to herself moments before.
Her underwear bulged with her hand inside, and because the fabric was thin, the movement of her fingers was clearly visible.
“Just like this…”
Then her fingers began to move, definitely not entering her v4g1na, but merely stimulating the area between her labia.
Thinking this, the cannon fodder almost couldn’t help but scream.
In her office, she clutched her head in despair, “How could someone be like this! I knew I kept feeling her watching me!”
But after a moment, the female lead’s moans from last night echoed in her ears.
That soft, enchanting voice kept reverberating in her mind.
The female lead said, “Because I’ve tried so many times, I know exactly what to do…”
“Sorry, did I scare you? But I really couldn’t help it, with the person I like lying right next to me.”
“Luran, I really want you to touch me…”
The cannon fodder’s head slowly lifted from her arms, her cheeks flushed, her eyes trembling.
*Really want you to touch me…*
She really wanted to be touched too.
This thought caused an uncontrollable physical reaction in her v4g1na.
It felt a little sore, a little swollen, and a little cool and wet with each contraction.
She didn’t know why, but since this morning, she had felt particularly empty. Was it because of what happened last night? She desperately wanted to be penetrated, and when that need wasn’t met, she contracted even more intensely.
What to do… why is this happening…
She clutched her head again.
At this moment, a knock came at the door.
In an instant, she sat up straight, adopting her President posture. “Come in.”
It was her secretary, here to report on work, saying there was a video conference about the scenic area project that afternoon, and then handed her a tablet showing a PPT prepared by the Jiang Group.
She skimmed through a couple of pages and nodded. “Okay, I understand.”
“Also,” the secretary lowered her voice mysteriously, “President Jiang sent flowers again. Should I bring them in?”
The cannon fodder’s face changed. “No, just throw them away.”
“Okay.”
“Wait.”
“Yes?”
She looked at the card, which was different from the last one, and relaxed. “Give the flowers to the vice president, say they’re for her, but don’t mention my name.”
“Okay.”
She thought, the female lead’s flowers weren’t really meant for her anyway.
A few minutes later, Lu Xiuchun, who received the flowers, immediately darkened.
She sent a message to Jiang Jinqiu: “Don’t go too far!”
A moment later, the reply came: “How am I going too far? It’s just a bouquet of flowers.”
The response was flawless, but thinking about it, Lu Xiuchun felt something was off. She remembered the last time the flowers were sent to her wife.
“By the way, let’s have dinner together sometime. I’ve booked the restaurant you mentioned last time.”
Lu Xiuchun ignored the message, crumpled the card, threw it on the flowers, and immediately went to the President’s office to find out what was going on.
Opening the door, she found the office empty. It was almost lunchtime, so she asked the secretary if Luran had gone to lunch. The secretary said President Wang hadn’t come out.
So she went to the bathroom door and knocked. “Luran, are you in there?”
“I…you…wait…my stomach is a little…”
This is going to kill me, the cannon fodder thought, why did the female lead have to come looking for me just when I’m masturbating?
At this moment, the cannon fodder’s fingers were still inside her v4g1na. She sat on the toilet, legs spread, back against the tank, neck stretched long, looking down every now and then.
Seeing her fingers inside her body, she couldn’t help but imagine the female lead’s fingers inside her.
The wonderful feeling from last night kept echoing in her mind—her fingers, the warmth of her fingers, her perfectly timed movements, and her kisses…
So sinful, but when lust took over, it became irresistible.
Especially now.
She could only keep replaying everything from last night to help herself reach orgasm.
She wanted to stop, but the increasingly intense orgasm and the surging bl00d wouldn’t allow it.
“Upset stomach?”
“Yeah…sorry…uh-huh…just a minute…” She tried to make her panting sound like she was straining.
She hoped the female lead didn’t hear the lust in her voice.
Definitely not…
Probably not…
Really not?
Her heart beat faster and faster.
If…if the female lead finds out, I’ll die…
“Okay, I’ll wait, take your time.”
The female lead’s footsteps faded away.
The cannon fodder in the bathroom breathed a sigh of relief.
The moment her tense nerves relaxed, she reached orgasm.
She quickly wiped herself clean, pulled up her pants, and flushed the toilet. The female lead, hearing the flush, came back and stood at the door, asking, “Are you okay? Did you eat something bad?”
“Y-yeah, I think so…” she chuckled awkwardly.
“Really? Why doesn’t the bathroom smell at all?”
“Because I turned on the ventilation…”
The cannon fodder had planned to use a pump of hand soap to thoroughly wash her fingers, but seeing the female lead’s persistent questions, she hurriedly rinsed them, and pushed her out, “Let’s go, let’s go eat.”
The female lead didn’t pursue the matter, but when the secretary brought in medicine and water, the female lead didn’t urge her to take it.
The cannon fodder felt a strong sense of unease, especially since the female lead showed no sign of revealing anything.
The whole day passed, and the cannon fodder’s little heart was constantly on edge.
Until evening, when the female lead kissed and touched her, she smiled softly, “Actually, at noon, I heard the sound of your fabric rubbing…very fast, very loud…”
As she spoke, she gently kissed her fingers, “And there’s still a hint of sour milk here.”
Author’s Note:
Someone in the comments asked why sometimes the characters are referred to as “female lead & cannon fodder,” and other times by their real names. This is part of the setting, because transitioning from a two-dimensional character to a real person takes time. Of course, typos can’t be ruled out.
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I feel like Jiang Jinqiu is going to protect the cannon fodder instead… Lu Xiuchun is definitely going to be jealous.
Thanks for the chapter!