After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 22
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Their current posture was truly awkward.
Shen Qingyu’s back was pressed against the cold mirror. The washbasin was quite high, and as she sat on it, both her feet were left dangling in the air.
Meanwhile, Zhu Songning was semi-kneeling on the tiled floor, biting her dress and looking up.
She saw Zhu Songning lifting her head to gaze at her. Although her words were uncompromising, she never made any further offensive moves.
Zhu Songning’s appearance was undeniably attractive.
It wasn’t the kind of flawless beauty everyone would agree on, but she possessed a special allure, evident in her habitually casual low ponytail and the scattered light in her eyes.
However, when she focused intensely on someone, she appeared incredibly sincere and pure.
Shen Qingyu suddenly released her grip.
“Alright, if this is your usual practice.”
There was nothing to hide, anyway.
She was just… unaccustomed to showing her scars to others.
She never needed anyone’s sympathy.
Only after hearing her permission did Zhu Songning carefully lift her long dress, inch by inch.
Then, she saw the shocking, prominent blue and purple bruises on her knee.
A bright red patch on her fair skin, conspicuously swollen, was a jarring sight in Zhu Songning’s eyes.
“Aren’t you going to check—”
Shen Qingyu’s words stopped halfway.
A warm touch landed on the injury on her knee.
First, the light caress of the Alpha’s palm, and then, a burning kiss.
Zhu Songning’s temperature was so high that when she kissed her knee, Shen Qingyu’s heart was singed.
It was like a drop of hot oil falling into a sizzling pan.
Gurgling and popping.
Zhu Songning couldn’t clearly describe her feelings after seeing the injury. Her voice was very soft.
“So, it wasn’t just your hand that was hurt.”
Shen Qingyu lowered her gaze, avoiding looking at her.
Her face, under the bathroom ceiling light, was supremely beautiful. The scent of shampoo in her hair was a subtle tea fragrance, drifting down along with her pure white strands.
Zhu Songning’s face was pressed against her knee, a posture resembling a child resting on its mother’s lap.
Except, her body temperature was too high, like a blazing fire in winter.
Shen Qingyu found her own association funny and burst out laughing.
Zhu Songning heard her laughter, her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but ultimately ending in silence.
A tear fell without warning.
Scalding hot, it landed on Shen Qingyu’s thigh.
Shen Qingyu abruptly looked down.
Zhu Songning was a little taller than her, and kneeling on the ground now, with her body hunched, she looked rather comical.
Only the moist sheen in her eyes was so crystalline, like a priceless gem.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” Zhu Songning’s body trembled slightly. Shen Qingyu had never seen her lose her composure like this. “I didn’t mean to… You weren’t at dinner tonight, and you don’t know, the chef put so many onions in the stir-fried beef. The onion fumes are just getting to me now…”
In the lonely space, the cold shower she had just taken made the area especially chilly.
After a while, the Omega’s voice came from above her head.
“I understand.”
Shen Qingyu’s hand landed on Zhu Songning’s fluffy head.
“Want a hug for a bit—”
Zhu Songning lunged into her embrace.
Shen Qingyu was completely enveloped by her, her body thoroughly pressed against the mirrored surface.
“Hey, hey, hey, at least unlock the things on my hands before you rush over.”
Zhu Songning lifted her hands and skillfully maneuvered in: “No way, you are still my prisoner.”
Shen Qingyu’s eyelashes fluttered at her.
Zhu Songning added weakly: “Not even the temptation of beauty will work—it won’t work on me!”
“Fine, fine, I know,” Shen Qingyu let her bury her head in her neck. “You’re the most impartial officer, A-Sir.”
It was unbearable.
She was the one who was injured, yet she had to expend effort to coax the other person.
That was so unfair.
Zhu Songning was quite large, and being curled up in her arms like this was a bit uncomfortable.
But she didn’t say anything, just sighed very softly.
What a fiery child, like the sun.
Although she was the sun, she wasn’t the scorching, high-temperature glare of noon.
Zhu Songning was a rising morning sun, warm and comforting, carrying vitality and youthfulness.
Perhaps there truly was a sunrise that would shine upon a heart built of ice and imprisoned in winter.
What warms a person is never the mercy of the heavens.
But a love that cannot be contained.
Just as Shen Qingyu was about to be crushed and gasp for air, Zhu Songning rose from her.
There were still lingering traces of redness and a faint wetness in her eyes.
“All done.”
The little puppy held her body taut, her tone dry. Had all the moisture been dried up by her tears?
“Officer inspection complete.”
She cheerfully unlocked Shen Qingyu.
“You go take your bath now.”
The handcuffs hit the tiled floor with a crisp clang.
Shen Qingyu jumped down and blocked her path.
“Why are you breaking your promise?” she looked up at the person who was hastily trying to escape. “Didn’t you say you’d help me bathe after the routine check?”
Zhu Songning: “When did I ever say that?”
“Just now,” Shen Qingyu counted with a stern face, bending her fingers. “I said I wanted you to help me bathe, and you said you had to conduct a routine check first.”
“So, that means. You agreed to help me bathe after the check, doesn’t it?”
Zhu Songning was thin-skinned. Hearing her say this, her face instantly flushed, almost dripping blood.
How could she count it that way?
That logic was too much of a rogue’s trick.
As if sensing the disapproval in Zhu Songning’s eyes, Shen Qingyu stood in front of her and whispered: “You’re not even enforcing the rules. Not only did you restrict my personal freedom, but you also subjected me to abuse of authority…”
Zhu Songning: “What abuse of authority?”
Shen Qingyu complained: “You spanked my ass.”
“It hurt so much.”
“What officer in the world spanks someone else’s ass while enforcing the law—”
Zhu Songning quickly covered her mouth.
“Please, I beg you, stop talking.”
She had just acted on a momentary impulse then. Having Shen Qingyu bring it up like this was truly embarrassing!
Shen Qingyu’s face was mostly covered by her hand, only revealing her dark eyes.
She tried to step back, but seemingly realizing the injury on her knee, she stumbled forward again, her body swaying like a kite, falling into Zhu Songning’s arms.
Zhu Songning was pulled by her weight and staggered backward, hitting the washbasin.
To steady Shen Qingyu, she was forced to place one hand on Shen Qingyu’s lower back.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t touched Shen Qingyu’s waist before.
But never like this moment, carefully pressed against it, with heat continuously transferring from where their bodies met.
Zhu Songning heard her heart pounding like a drum.
Shen Qingyu guided her hand to the sash of her nightgown.
With a gentle tug, the bow at the back instantly came undone, along with her nightgown.
Everything was clearly reflected in the mirror.
“I am still a patient, are you truly comfortable leaving me to bathe alone, Ningning?”
She leaned close to her ear and said.