A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 19

Kissing is an activity very similar to exercise; both stimulate the body to secrete adrenaline, thereby promoting physical pleasure.

In other words, kissing is addictive.

For instance, right now, even though they had kissed this morning, seeing Meng Ziqing in her arms still sparked the urge in Qin Yue to lean down and kiss her.

To hold her tight, get close to her lips, to suck and nip—this feeling of intertwining lips and teeth was wonderful.

Qin Yue wanted to kiss her.

Qin Yue’s gaze swept over the bouquet she had just finished wrapping. Elegant and pretty purple bellflowers intertwined with hydrangeas, exuding vitality.

A sudden impulse arose in Qin Yue’s heart to sweep aside the painstakingly wrapped bouquet and lift Meng Ziqing onto the table to kiss her.

She didn’t feel sorry for the bouquet at all; in fact, she felt that if the petals were scattered around Meng Ziqing—

It would look even better than the complete bouquet.

“Mmm…”

Qin Yue responded to Meng Ziqing’s previous words, her eyes still focused on Meng Ziqing’s lips.

She hooked and played with Meng Ziqing’s hand, her voice slightly low and husky, “I’ve learned how to wrap a multi-flower bouquet.”

Hiss

This gaze from the aloof older sister is so lustful.

That low voice is simply amazing, ahhh I can’t take it.

It’s starting, it’s starting. Meng Fairy and the aloof older sister are baiting each other.

The live broadcast room was in an uproar.

I really want to kiss her.

Kissing her on the table.

Qin Yue subtly pressed her lips together, her blue eyes gradually darkening as her fingers slowly rubbed Meng Ziqing’s hand.

Her gaze was still like a snake, staring fixedly at Meng Ziqing.

Eh?

Qin Yue’s inner monologue rang out in Meng Ziqing’s mind. Meng Ziqing’s eyes widened slightly, a flash of surprise flickering across them. She looked up and met Qin Yue’s gaze, momentarily lost in the misty, sea-like eyes.

Meng Ziqing’s eyes fluttered, and she realized things were amiss.

She had been focused entirely on teaching Qin Yue how to wrap a bouquet to beat that jerk Gu Yang, and only now did she notice Qin Yue’s strangeness.

Not only was Qin Yue acting strange now, but the entire atmosphere between them was wrong.

They were standing too close. So close that with a slight tip-toe from Meng Ziqing, or a slight dip of the head from Qin Yue, they could kiss.

Meng Ziqing cautiously swallowed, feeling a bit dry herself.

She struggled internally for a moment.

Then, she turned around quite naturally, like a moth to a flame, facing Qin Yue, enclosed in her embrace.

Meng Ziqing tilted her head up, her peripheral vision glancing at the round camera on the table, “Sister, I taught you how to wrap flowers, shouldn’t you give me some reward?”

She chuckled lightly, her eyes showing no fear of being trapped. She even boldly lifted her hand and tugged at Qin Yue’s clothes.

She was utterly fearless.

She was like a fox who knew the hunter’s gun only contained colorful ribbons, not bullets.

Or perhaps, if Qin Yue treated her as prey, why shouldn’t she do the same?

Love is inherently a hunt, a wild game.

—Never mind the rest, fire the shot.

“Heh…”

Seeing this, Qin Yue, for once, smiled. The sea mist in her cool, distant eyes dissipated, revealing undisguised desire.

Qin Yue’s lips curved slightly as she raised her hand and tucked the purple bellflower behind Meng Ziqing’s ear.

It enhanced her appearance with a beautiful vitality.

“What do you want, little one?” she asked.

“What I want, of course, is what Sister can give.”

Meng Ziqing spoke softly. She braced herself and directly sat on the table behind her. Her long, pale fingers traced an invisible path from Qin Yue’s forehead down to her lips, a gesture that was practically a clear invitation.

Qin Yue caught Meng Ziqing’s hand and slightly raised an eyebrow.

In the small, private work area behind the flower shop, dreamy purple light cast a sheer veil. The flowers were bright and vibrant, clustered together. The girl on the wooden table sat gracefully, her eyes vague and hazy, yet her lips curved in a smile, leaning in to tempt her prey.

“I taught Sister for so long, a thank-you kiss isn’t too much, is it?” Meng Ziqing said innocently.

Qin Yue wanted to kiss her. Coincidentally, she wanted to kiss too.

Crap, crap, crap, what kind of exciting scene is this in the front row!

Lighting, flower clusters, a lean-in kiss on the table!!

Tears of excitement are already flowing from my mouth.

Families, I’m ready to take a screenshot.

The live broadcast room exploded, with bullet comments scrolling rapidly upwards.

“Not too much…”

Qin Yue kissed Meng Ziqing’s hand, looking up and staring at Meng Ziqing, but made no further move.

Meng Ziqing tried to pull her hand back, but couldn’t. She frowned, “Sister, you’ve learned to be mischievous.”

Qin Yue shrugged innocently, “I can’t help it, the little teacher taught me well.”

A faint hint of teasing now laced her cool eyes as she parted her lips, “Isn’t that right, little teacher?”

!

The aloof female voice was slow, carrying warmth and softness. The word ‘teacher’ caused Meng Ziqing’s breathing to hitch, and a wave of tingling immediately surged to her heart.

She was thoroughly flustered.

With red ears, she looked at Qin Yue in disbelief and asked poutily, “So, is Sister going to kiss me or not?”

“Yes…”

With that, Qin Yue leaned in and kissed her.

Meng Ziqing closed her eyes, meeting Qin Yue’s kiss, her fingers grasping Qin Yue’s collar.

Her other hand, however, accurately gripped the small camera on the table, then yanked the wire, tearing it out, and throwing it onto the floor.

They had watched long enough.

She didn’t want them to see what happened next.