A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 12

Qin Yue led Meng Ziqing upstairs, the girl’s hand warm and warming up her own hand a little.

The villa was retro and luxurious, with an elaborate patterned carpet laid in the hallway. The chandelier overhead, illuminated by the sun, reflected colorful light spots onto the wall, dancing in their hair and on their faces.

It was as if a unique veil had been placed over them.

They walked up the stairs side by side, stepping on the carpet, both tacitly keeping silent.

It felt a bit like walking down the aisle at a wedding.

Qin Yue thought this, a feeling she shouldn’t have had.

Realizing what she was thinking, she shook her head to dispel the thought.

What time was it? What on earth was she thinking?

“Sister, do you think us walking like this resembles the newlyweds walking down the aisle at a wedding?”

Meng Ziqing asked her abruptly, her eyes full of innocence.

Qin Yue was startled, her cool, clear eyes tinged with panic. “How could that be…”

“It just looks very much like it.”

Meng Ziqing pointed to a room door not far away and said leisurely, “When we walk over and push open the door, a grand wedding scene and all our relatives and friends will be waiting for us.”

Meng Ziqing’s voice was unhurried but became increasingly exaggerated. “The officiant will hold the program, and finally, under their guidance, we will exchange our vows and rings…”

“Stop!”

Qin Yue covered her mouth, her ears completely turning crimson like rouge.

Meng Ziqing innocently blinked her bright eyes, looking at Qin Yue with confusion, her voice muffled, “Jiu Jiu?”

Realizing her reaction had been excessive.

Qin Yue belatedly let go of the hand covering Meng Ziqing’s mouth and whispered softly, “Sorry…”

“It’s okay…” A smile flashed across Meng Ziqing’s eyes.

Knowing that teasing required tact, she took Qin Yue’s hand.

“Let’s keep going, Sister.”

“Mhm…”

The summer weather was hot; even in the morning, the temperature was high. Although the air conditioning was on in the villa, Qin Yue still felt stifled, a stifled feeling that made her heart race.

Qin Yue lowered her gaze, and her eyes immediately fell on her and Meng Ziqing’s intertwined hands, both fair and slender, with clean, beautiful fingertips, looking like hands carved from two pieces of white jade, very pleasing to the eye.

The only difference was that Qin Yue naturally had a low body temperature and was somewhat prone to coldness, so the temperature of her fingertips was lower than that of an average person.

Meng Ziqing was the opposite. Despite her ethereal appearance, her body temperature was actually slightly higher than an average adult’s. Her palms were warm all year round, like a piece of warm Hetian jade, very comfortable.

But right now, this seemed too hot for Qin Yue.

The heat traveled upward, her blood flow accelerated, and a pounding heartbeat began to echo in her eardrums.

Qin Yue raised her head, her gaze fixed on Meng Ziqing’s delicate and innocent face.

Confident people often have a degree of narcissism.

Take herself, for example; she was naturally drawn to people with a cool and refined appearance.

And Meng Ziqing had a face that Qin Yue absolutely adored. The cool, ethereal quality between her eyebrows, her long lashes, a high-bridged nose, and her bright, luscious crimson lips.

Meng Ziqing’s face shape was smooth with a slight angularity, yet her cheeks retained a little bit of fullness. When she smiled, the sharp angles were softened, and her smile was deeply sweet. When she wasn’t smiling, she gave off a youthful air that was hard to grasp.

She was very similar to Qin Yue, yet different.

She was more free-spirited.

Qin Yue was the moon, a distant, radiant orb high above.

But she herself longed to capture another moon.

After all—it was lonely at the top.

That’s why she didn’t refuse when her mother signed her up.

But did a truly suitable person for her exist in this world? Qin Yue didn’t have that confidence. Yet, she came anyway, treating it like a holiday, just to try.

And now, Qin Yue felt that this experience participating in the variety show was worthwhile.

Because Meng Ziqing was worth it.

Lost in her thoughts, Qin Yue subtly tightened her grip on Meng Ziqing’s hand a little.

Following the instructions from the production team, Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue arrived at the room with the first aid kit.

The room was not small, and the location of the first aid kit was quite conspicuous; if they didn’t see it immediately, they would definitely see it on the third glance.

“You sit on the sofa and don’t move; I’ll get the first aid kit.”

Qin Yue instructed.

“Okay, Sister.” Meng Ziqing nodded obediently and sat down on the sofa.

Her long legs were naturally crossed as she leisurely watched Qin Yue’s retreating figure going to retrieve the first aid kit for her.

Today, Qin Yue was dressed in clothes with a cooler color palette. As the CEO of a luxury company, her work attire mostly consisted of suits—the kind that were sharp and angular. Her casual clothes also maintained the simple and capable style of her workwear, but they were softer and more comfortable than her professional outfits.

Her black dress was highly stylized, revealing a glimpse of her pale waist skin, and her pair of long, straight legs exposed below made her look somewhat like a model.

The fitted design of the dress cinched her waist extremely thin, a tiny circumference that looked easy to grasp.

Meng Ziqing rested her head on her hand, her eyes indifferent and cold, a smile playing on her lips. She looked completely dominant with her guard down.

I seriously love this type of Meng Fairy, so dominant.

Meng Fairy, what’s wrong with you? One moment you’re a sweet little tea, the next you’re a super A top. The contrast is too stimulating; Sister definitely won’t be able to handle it.

Qin Yue returned with the medicine. As she sat down, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

Now, only she and Meng Ziqing were in the room. The sunlight hitting Meng Ziqing from behind made her seem bathed in light, giving her a faint, almost ethereal divinity.

The bright red burn on her arm made her look even more fragile and delicate, like a fallen deity injured and quietly watching the world.

Unfortunately, the deity’s gaze was not focused on the ordinary world.

It was focused on the only rescuer in front of her.

“Sister…”

Meng Ziqing’s gaze towards her was smiling, yet not entirely innocent. There was an obscure quality in her eyes, laced with a hint of anticipation.

She was anticipating Qin Yue’s next move.

Under Meng Ziqing’s intense gaze, Qin Yue pursed her lips and tightly squeezed the hand holding the first aid kit.

She felt like a rabbit who had stumbled into a trap, with the hunter using herself as bait, making it impossible for her to escape.

“Sister, please help me apply the medicine.” Meng Ziqing raised her arm, showing the wound to Qin Yue in a pitiful manner. “It’s inconvenient for me to apply the medicine myself.”

“Mhm…”

Qin Yue’s cheeks flushed red, and her eyes flickered away; she was now somewhat afraid to meet Meng Ziqing’s gaze.

She focused all her attention on Meng Ziqing’s burn wound, gently applying the medicine to her injury.

The creamy white ointment spread over the bright red wound, gradually softening and making the injury look less horrifying.

Qin Yue felt Meng Ziqing’s burning gaze from the side, and her heart began to tighten with nervousness.

“Why do I feel like she’s going to eat me alive,” Qin Yue thought.

“Pfft…”

Meng Ziqing lowered her head, covering her mouth and chuckling, her shoulders shaking slightly.

What to do? Qin Yue was so cute.

“What’s wrong?”

“Sister, I’m hurting,” Meng Ziqing said, feigning grievance.

“You’re using too much force; I can barely stand it.” She looked down, acting as if she were truly hurt and wronged.

Qin Yue pursed her lips. “I’m sorry, I’ll be gentler.”

Qin Yue lowered her head again, this time her movements were much lighter.

After she finished applying the medicine to Meng Ziqing, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked up, only to find Meng Ziqing looking at her with pursed lips and a look of grievance, as if she had suffered some great injustice.

Qin Yue’s heart tightened. She only belatedly remembered that Meng Ziqing hadn’t said a word during the entire application process, remaining silent. Concerned, she asked, “Meng Ziqing, what’s wrong?”

“Sister, come with me.” Meng Ziqing didn’t give a reason; she simply pulled her up and walked towards the bathroom without looking back.

That was the only place in the entire villa without a camera.

Meng Fairy, why are you taking the cool-headed Sister to the bathroom?!

What can’t be said in front of us?!

The live stream exploded with comments.

Qin Yue was pulled directly into the bathroom by Meng Ziqing and was immediately cornered against the wall. She asked in alarm, “Meng Ziqing, you…”

The words caught in her throat, choked by Meng Ziqing’s tears.

She had been pulled in hastily. The bathroom light wasn’t on, and the window blinds were closed for privacy, allowing only faint strands of sunlight to peek through the gaps. In the dim light, Meng Ziqing’s features were hidden in shadow, her eyes glistening with large, crystalline tears, her bitten lips a vibrant red, looking lost and pitiful as she silently cried.

Her compliant manner was heartbreaking.

“Sister, you haven’t looked at me this whole time.”

She leaned her head against Qin Yue’s face in a wronged manner, yet her hand possessively wrapped around Qin Yue’s waist.

“Sister, I still haven’t returned the kiss for the cheek-kiss just now.”

She looked up at Qin Yue and asked directly, “Sister, do I no longer have a chance?”

‘No’—Qin Yue’s face completely turned the color of a peach blossom petal. Her heart was pounding fiercely, but she couldn’t push Meng Ziqing away due to her injury.

She struggled for a long time, finally answering Meng Ziqing truthfully, “You… you have a chance…”

“Then can I return your cheek-kiss now, Sister?” Meng Ziqing moved closer to her lips, almost touching.

“Sister, I really want to kiss you.”

Qin Yue met Meng Ziqing’s gaze, looking into her bright, dark jade-like eyes, and her heart beat faster and faster.

Finally, she resignedly slowly closed her eyes, and her hand slowly placed itself on Meng Ziqing’s waist.

And gently pulled her closer.

Meng Ziqing lightly smiled, closed her eyes, drew closer, and kissed her.