A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 53

“Sister, are you going to kiss me?”

Meng Ziqing countered, moving closer to Qin Yue as she spoke. Their clothes brushed together, allowing her to feel the other person’s warmth.

A child lacking security would subconsciously do something to fill the inner void.

The crimson setting sun slowly descended in the evening, its residual light streaming through the blinds, casting fleeting, fiery glimmers into the room.

Golden radiance shone through the girl’s hair. Her elegant, ethereal eyes were deep, her brow bone distinct in the light and shadow. Her pale complexion looked like a piece of fragile, easily shattered thin jade.

Her slender fingers lightly hooked Qin Yue’s fingertips.

She tilted her head, watching Qin Yue quietly.

“Sister, do you want a kiss?”

Meng Ziqing licked her crimson lips, her eyes innocent and pure.

She looked exactly like a puppy wholeheartedly dependent on its elder sister.

What a shame…

The puppy was only outwardly innocent.

Everything she said and did was a deliberate attempt to lure Qin Yue closer.

A bad woman skilled in disguise.

On the surface, she was an innocent little dog, but in reality, she was a fox hunting while wearing rabbit fur.

“Baby wants a kiss from Sister?”

Qin Yue’s eyes darkened. She played with the fingers willingly offered to her, gradually staining them with an ambiguous rosy blush.

Her voice was low, tossing the ball back to Meng Ziqing.

“Didn’t Baby just say a hug was enough? Why is a hug not enough now, moving on to a kiss? And after the kiss, what else will we do?”

The woman spoke as if complaining about Meng Ziqing’s growing demands, yet her movements were steady.

The hand resting on Meng Ziqing’s waist was distinctly bony, giving her no chance to escape.

If Meng Ziqing wanted to play, Qin Yue would accompany her.

“Is Sister getting tired of me?”

Meng Ziqing’s eyes held a smile, but her face was full of injustice.

“Sure enough, hearts change over time. Sister used to love kissing me so much, but now she’s starting to get tired of it.”

She lowered her gaze. “Forget it, ultimately, it’s because I’m not good enough, I don’t have as many tricks as others, and I can’t capture Sister’s heart.” She sighed, making a move to break free from Qin Yue’s embrace.

Yet, her hand was still intertwined with Qin Yue’s hair.

“People in this world, ah—they love the new and dislike the old.”

Qin Yue’s eyelids twitched upon hearing this.

This little brat…

“I’m delaying Sister from playing with other brothers and sisters…”

Meng Ziqing was cut off mid-sentence by Qin Yue pressing against her, blocking her mouth.

“You’re not delaying me…”

Her slender waist was embraced by a flexible arm and pulled closer, immediately followed by being lifted onto the washbasin counter.

The marble counter was still damp from the water Meng Ziqing had splashed while washing her hands earlier. The sudden cold sensation made Meng Ziqing instinctively clutch Qin Yue’s clothing.

She straightened her back, presenting herself like a gift.

The washbasin counter wasn’t very deep; right behind her was the sink. This stimulating, semi-suspended feeling forced Meng Ziqing to hook her arms around Qin Yue’s neck to prevent herself from falling backward.

“Mmm… cold…”

Meng Ziqing mumbled, her hands fumbling. The next second, she was overwhelmed by Qin Yue’s offensive and couldn’t pay attention to anything else.

“Endure the cold for a moment.”

Qin Yue said hoarsely, lightly biting Meng Ziqing’s lips.

In the bathroom, bathed in the faint golden-red glow of the setting sun, the light was dim. The girl was half-embraced by the woman, sitting on the washbasin counter.

The woman’s tall figure bent low, one arm possessively encircling the girl’s waist, while the fingertips of the other hand were buried in the girl’s hair.

Her shoulder-length blunt cut hair hung down, concealing the woman’s expression.

One could only…

Catch glimpses of exquisite desire through the fragmented openings.

“Sister, don’t bite me… it hurts…”

Meng Ziqing whimpered, yet her eyes carried a hint of indulgence. “Be gentle, I’ll be more comfortable.”

Qin Yue paused, her actions becoming more affectionate and tender. “Mhm…”

In this kiss, Meng Ziqing yielded.

She didn’t try to compete with Qin Yue but handed everything over, allowing Qin Yue to take the lead.

Qin Yue’s proactive and passionate gentleness gradually filled the cracks of insecurity in Meng Ziqing’s heart.

The girl arched her long, fair swan neck, half-forced and half-enjoying the embrace, letting out the occasional cat-like whimper…

Their lips and teeth rubbed together, their half-closed eyes meeting, feeling the temperature in the air gradually rise, igniting the heat in their hearts.

Their thin clothes were quietly shed and piled at their feet.

The next day, the morning light was faint, and the shadows were still murky.

The lights in the hotel room were on, illuminating every corner with a gentle white glow.

The quilt hadn’t been neatly folded, and the bed looked somewhat messy. Meng Ziqing was sitting at the dressing table, applying toner and lotion while yawning.

A few steps away, the sound of trickling water came from the bathroom. Two small suitcases sat obediently side by side in the corner. Outside the window, the sky was still a murky, gruel-like color. The clock high on the wall silently completed its circuits, the hour hand having just pointed to four.

It was only four o’clock.

Meng Ziqing looked at the time on her phone, rubbing her temple, which throbbed from lack of sleep.

Her dead fish eyes shifted toward the bathroom, where the sound of water came from. Her mind was sluggish for a moment, then she got up—

And immediately collapsed back onto the bed.

She flopped down a bit too hard, and faintly heard the sound of bones grinding.

“Hiss—” Meng Ziqing sucked in a cold breath.

“Help, I can’t live another day like this.” The girl curled up in the blanket, her dark eyes devoid of any hope for life.

Meng Ziqing was tired, sleepy, and utterly drained.

A beautiful day began with a complete lack of anticipation for the trip.

According to the original plan, they should have finished viewing the Potala Palace yesterday and then headed south to Nyingchi at noon today. But since they kicked Wen Siliang, that scumbag, out of the show yesterday.

For the sake of her cousin Director Lin Zhao’s reputation, the dating show production team had to provide a reasonable excuse for Wen Siliang’s exit.

To save him some face.

This meant they had to wake up early today to travel to Nyingchi and film a segment where Wen Siliang was supposedly injured during a secret mission and forced to withdraw from the show.

“I should have kicked him out earlier.”

Meng Ziqing regretted it.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped; Qin Yue must have finished showering. Meng Ziqing sighed, reluctantly climbing out of bed with a hint of resentment.

Qin Yue emerged, trailing steam, wiping her hair. Scattered pink kiss marks were visible on her fair skin, not covered by the towel.

“You’re done showering.”

Meng Ziqing asked a rhetorical question, her gaze moving to the small teeth mark on Qin Yue’s collarbone. She quietly turned her head away, her ear tips slightly red.

Mhm, she bit that last night.

Pfft—cute.

Qin Yue noticed Meng Ziqing’s rare shyness and internally remarked, Cute.

Meng Ziqing heard it unexpectedly and froze.

Now, not only were her ear tips red, but her cheeks were also flushed. Her fair fingers twisted the quilt beneath her.

“Yes, I’m done. Baby, you can lie down a bit longer. I’ll be finished in half an hour, and then we’ll leave.”

Qin Yue nodded, walked over, and pressed a moist kiss on Meng Ziqing’s forehead, her voice slightly husky and gentle.

Mhm, Qin Yue did most of the talking near the end last night, which made her voice a bit husky.

Meng Ziqing was about to agree, but the words caught in her throat, and she suddenly changed the subject. “Okay… no, I’m not tired!” She shook her head, her slow, confused appearance not very convincing.

“Are you really not going to lie down?” Qin Yue’s clear, cold eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

“I’m not lying down. I’ll watch you get ready,” Meng Ziqing insisted, struggling to fight the urge to lie down for a quick nap.

Meng Ziqing cared about her image. Qin Yue had these marks, and Meng Ziqing had them too. After all, in such matters, both needed to be comfortable.

In fact…

Meng Ziqing was a little more physically active than Qin Yue last night.

But the difference between people was so vast. She woke up exhausted this morning, wanting only to curl up like a shrimp in bed, while Qin Yue looked as if nothing had happened.

Wasn’t Qin Yue’s concern now implying that Meng Ziqing was weak?!

Meng Ziqing had to stand up for herself.

She wouldn’t lie down; she would watch Qin Yue get ready.

Qin Yue was stunned, then reacted with a somewhat helpless chuckle. “Alright, then you watch me.”

Meng Ziqing nodded like an elementary school student, extremely serious. “Good…”

Although this was a perfect moment to tease Meng Ziqing, Qin Yue saw the girl’s sleepy, swaying figure on the bed and felt a pang of pity. She didn’t intentionally pause while changing clothes to tease her.

Qin Yue quickly changed into the outfit she had prepared last night, put on light makeup, and then, pulling the luggage with one hand and Meng Ziqing with the other, led her little friend into the vehicle arranged by the production team for the trip to Nyingchi.

Just as Qin Yue expected.

The production team had considered the long travel time and had arranged a medium-to-large SUV. The back seat was spacious and had two small pillows.

It was very suitable for resting.

“Sleep for a while, Baby. It’s still a long way to Nyingchi,” Qin Yue said, stroking Meng Ziqing’s head with a slight hint of fatigue. “I need to sleep for a bit, too.”

The drive from Lhasa to Nyingchi was nearly five hours.

During this time, her little one could get a good rest.

Hearing Qin Yue’s inner thoughts, Meng Ziqing’s ear tips turned slightly red. She leaned her head against Qin Yue’s shoulder, found a comfortable position, and subconsciously rubbed against her.

It’s not that she, Meng Ziqing, is weak.

It’s because the car ride is too long, the sky outside is still hazy, there’s no scenery to see, and look, Qin Yue needs to sleep too.

So… it’s fine if she sleeps for a bit now.

“Okay… good night, Sister.”

“Good night, Baby,” Qin Yue replied.

Sleep for a while. When you wake up, we’ll be in Nyingchi.