A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 5

Unlike the previous, accidental, fleeting touch, this kiss was intentional on Meng Ziqing’s part.

Her eyes slightly lowered, her hand wrapped around Qin Yue’s slender waist, and she pressed her lips against the other woman’s flushed mouth.

Su An’an was practically fainting, her worldview undergoing a massive shock.

She watched Meng Ziqing kiss Qin Yue, suddenly making their previous attempts seem childish.

This “Green Tea” girl was actually serious!

Lip met lip, and soft teeth lightly nipped the flesh, drawing out a spine-tingling sensation.

It was very unfamiliar…

And very comfortable.

The softness between her lips carried a hint of cool fragrance, causing Meng Ziqing to narrow her eyes. She glanced at the stone-faced crowd, then looked up. The moment her eyes met Qin Yue’s, she bit her lip.

“Hiss…”

The sudden sting on her lip corner brought Qin Yue back from her daze. She instinctively parted her teeth and let out a soft cry of pain.

Qin Yue locked eyes with Meng Ziqing. The young girl’s long lashes trembled slightly, her black eyes glistening, deep like an alluring black hole, making her heart skip a beat.

Meng Ziqing pulled her closer and embraced her lightly, then, satisfied, pecked her lips twice, like a baby bird nuzzling.

Meng Ziqing called her in a soft, wet voice, “Jiejie(Sister/Older)

Qin Yue was speechless: “You…”

“Jiejie, I didn’t mean to,” Meng Ziqing looked wronged, tears welling up in her eyes, yet her gaze clearly held a hint of a smile.

The bad kid is lying.

Qin Yue felt her heart beating a little too fast.

Normally, she would absolutely never let anyone get this close to her. But now, she was being hugged and kissed by a girl she had only met a few hours ago, and she… she damn didn’t dislike it.

She even felt a little lingering attachment to this softness.

No…

This isn’t right.

Qin Yue pushed Meng Ziqing away, stepping back. Her cool brow furrowed slightly. “I’m going to tidy up my things. You all decide about the rooms yourselves.”

Meng Ziqing had anticipated this reaction, and her expression remained normal.

Qin Yue’s voice was naturally cool, like a cold piece of jade. Now, due to her emotional change, her speech quickened, and her tone lowered and grew heavier. To outsiders, this looked like she intensely disliked Meng Ziqing and was disgusted by her rudeness and disrespect.

Facing Qin Yue’s gaze, Meng Ziqing, having acted on a sudden impulse, calmed down and shyly lowered her eyes to the side, looking as if she were trying to sketch a drawing out of the floorboards.

Meng Ziqing’s current mind-reading function was automatically off, so she naturally felt she had gone too far and caused Qin Yue discomfort.

I acted impulsively, I’ll apologize to Qin Yue later, Meng Ziqing thought.

“Okay…” Meng Ziqing said, pursing her lips and looking at her with puppy-dog eyes, “Whatever makes Jiejie comfortable is fine.”

Qin Yue didn’t answer her, avoided her gaze, turned around and left very quickly, without any hesitation, as if she truly loathed Meng Ziqing.

Meng Ziqing: …Crap, I overdid it.

CP System: Host, the White Moonlight has a phobia of germs and doesn’t like people getting very close to her. You seem to have…

“Been disliked by her…” The CP System whispered very quietly, Then what are you going to do about your CP mission?

Meng Ziqing: …

I don’t need you to tell me, I’m not blind, I can see it.

QAQ

The other guests stared blankly as Qin Yue left the living room, their minds still reeling from the visual shock.

They turned back to see Meng Ziqing’s downcast moment.

A tear hung on Meng Ziqing’s delicate, pretty face. Her eyes were lowered, her curled lashes concealing the look in her eyes, making her appear very pitiful and helpless.

The Guests: …

In the end, she’s troubled by love.

Meng Ziqing must be very hurt by Qin Yue’s cold attitude, everyone thought.

It made sense; she had just graduated, had fallen in love with the older woman she admired at first sight, and, like a reckless youth, had boldly declared her love. Being rejected would certainly cause sadness and disappointment.

Thinking this, the guests couldn’t help but feel a little sympathy for Meng Ziqing. This poor kid rushed in before the show even officially started and took a huge tumble on the road to romance. How tragic.

Su An’an’s face was dark. She stood leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She wasn’t as deaf and blind as the others; she didn’t truly believe Meng Ziqing was an innocent little white flower—she had seen the smile in Meng Ziqing’s eyes!

This little Green Tea girl is still provoking me with her eyes, I saw it!

Su An’an scanned the guests, saw their sympathetic looks toward Meng Ziqing, and quietly grit her teeth.

She ground her heel fiercely against the floor, the lines of her legs taut like a bowstring. She looked as if she were grinding Meng Ziqing’s very flesh and bones instead of the ground.

The thought that, after the show’s editing, she would become the pathetic stalker who failed to win Meng Ziqing’s love in college and followed her onto the show…

Su An’an’s scalp tingled.

Su An’an absolutely hated Meng Ziqing, her teeth itching with fury.

She knew she was “Green Tea” before, and when she played up her own innocent image, she could still go toe-to-toe with her, with a fifty-fifty chance of winning.

Two years later, Meng Ziqing had somehow evolved, and she was being completely crushed.

This was infuriating.

Meng Ziqing noticed Su An’an’s gaze, which looked ready to swallow her whole. She looked up, her gaze seemingly unintentionally glancing in Su An’an’s direction. Her delicate eyebrow subtly lifted, and a soft “humph” escaped her lips.

Useless. She mouthed silently.

Su An’an exploded with anger, her fists clenched, her face instantly swelling red like a lung: This wretched Green Tea!!

“Qingqing, you…” Zhou Feng took on the role of a mediator, “You can’t be this reckless, even if you like someone. That’s not how you pursue someone.”

Meng Ziqing lifted her head, pretending to be innocent. “It was an accident.”

She raised her finger to wipe away a nonexistent tear on her face, took a deep breath, and continued to softly stab Su An’an with her gentle weakness.

“An’an, I know you like me, but you can see that I like Qin Yue.”

“Please just grant me this and let go.”

“We can’t be together,” she said.

Zhang Ke nodded in agreement nearby. “That’s right, Sister An’an. There are plenty of fish in the sea; why stick to one flower?”

“Look at the other guests on the show; they are all excellent, too.”

Wen Siliang and Zhou Feng also agreed with Zhang Ke’s words.

Only Gu Yang, the resentful figure who had a name in this love quadrangle but no real involvement, remained silent, his face dark in the corner.

Su An’an was so angry she laughed. “I have a crush on her? That’s bullshit… You… Who would like her!”

When people get too angry, they become like this—unable to think of a word to refute, stuttering, and the more they stutter, the angrier they get, and the angrier they get, the less they can think of a word to refute.

“I have nothing to do with her… We were just college roommates, nothing else… We… Aiya!” Su An’an talked for ages, couldn’t think of a single point, and stomped her foot in frustration.

Her face was bright red, and she really looked like a pathetic child whose proposal of love had been rejected.

Well… she certainly looked resentful.

In the end, after being kindly persuaded by the guests, Su An’an pointed at Meng Ziqing for a long time, couldn’t squeeze out a single word, and was so frustrated she just stormed off.

After Su An’an left, Meng Ziqing covered her chest and sighed.

Her thin shoulders seemed unable to bear the weight, sagging slightly. Facing the guests and the cameraman’s lens, she said, “Let’s just stick to the original plan. Qin Yue Jiejie and I will share a room, and Zhang Ke and Su An’an will share a room, okay?”

Her final “Is that okay?” was spoken with a low, almost pleading tone. Any person would soften and couldn’t bear to refuse such a brave young girl.

Zhang Ke finally stepped out from behind Wen Siliang. “Yes, Sister Qingqing. Sister An’an and I will share a room, and you and Sister Qin Yue will share a room…”

Zhang Ke paused, then offered comfort, “There are still three months left, Sister Qingqing, you still have hope… Keep going…”

Meng Ziqing nodded gratefully. “Okay, thank you, Ke Ke.”

Her spirit seemed to revive, and she flashed a pure, lily-like smile. “Then I’ll go pack in the room first. Everyone should rest early, too.”

“Okay, good night, Sister Qingqing.”

“Mmm…” Meng Ziqing smiled, waved at the camera, and turned around.

The moment her back was to the camera, the smile vanished from her face, and the coldness in her eyes was fully exposed.

The indifference made her seem like a completely different person.

On her way upstairs, Meng Ziqing instructed the CP System to turn on her mind-reading function and continuously rehearsed the apology she would give Qin Yue later.

She impulsively kissed someone, and she needed to take responsibility for her actions.

But when Meng Ziqing reached the room upstairs, only Qin Yue’s luggage was inside. Qin Yue herself wasn’t there.

Where did she go?

Meng Ziqing looked around the room, feeling confused. Just then, a knock came from the door.

“Knock, knock, knock—”

“Coming…”

Meng Ziqing subconsciously turned and went to open the door.