After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 70

The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment.

The room was deathly silent, save for the faint whirring of the central air conditioning blowing softly.

For a second, Shen Qingyu wondered if her ears had deceived her.

That was until Zhu Songning repeated exactly what she had just said.

Zhu Songning emphasized every word: “Shen Qingyu… are you after my body?”

“And you want to develop—that kind of relationship with me.”

Shen Qingyu was astonished that such words could come out of the mouth of this little prude. But then she noticed Zhu Songning’s puffed-up cheeks and her bright red ears.

So, she really is just shy.

Zhu Songning.

Shen Qingyu reached out to touch her cheek. The moment her unnaturally cold hand brushed against her, Zhu Songning instinctively tried to shrink back, yet for some reason, she forced herself to stop, allowing Shen Qingyu to touch her.

“Is it really that hard to say?”

Shen Qingyu’s deep black eyes gazed at her, shimmering like water, with a look that seemed to hold invisible hooks. Once Zhu Songning locked eyes with those expressive orbs, she couldn’t look away.

“What kind of relationship? Isn’t it just a ‘friends-with-benefits’ relationship…”

Before she could finish, Zhu Songning hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth. Shen Qingyu struggled, only able to make muffled “wuu-wuu” sounds.

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Zhu Songning was getting anxious.

“How can you say things like that?!”

How?

She was simply telling the truth.

With her mouth still covered by Zhu Songning, Shen Qingyu couldn’t speak. Looking at Zhu Songning’s flustered and indignant expression, a mischievous idea suddenly took root in her heart.

Zhu Songning was still reeling from the phrase “friends-with-benefits” and didn’t notice the subtle movement.

Suddenly, a damp sensation spread across the palm resting on Shen Qingyu’s face.

Zhu Songning looked down in a panic. Through the gaps between her fingers, she saw a sliver of Shen Qingyu’s rose-red tongue lightly and elegantly sweep across her palm—scaldingly hot and soft.

She felt as if she’d been burned and jerked her hand back instantly.

Her body trembled, tensing up completely.

“You-you-you-you!”

Zhu Songning pointed a finger at her, stammering the word “you” four times in a row without managing to form a coherent sentence.

“Go on, say it.”

Shen Qingyu reached out, caught the finger pointing at her, and lightly scratched the pad of Zhu Songning’s finger with her nail.

They say the fingers are connected to the heart. It was merely a tiny scratch, yet Zhu Songning felt an itchy sensation travel directly from her fingertip to her chest, causing her heart to constrict.

“Does it feel good?”

Shen Qingyu suddenly asked an utterly nonsensical question.

“What?”

“Just now, when I kissed you—did it feel good?”

Zhu Songning understood. By “kiss,” Shen Qingyu meant that flick of the tongue against her palm.

Zhu Songning was about to deny it when the reason she wanted to “date” Shen Qingyu flashed through her mind.

She was doing this to surpass Shen Qingyu and become number one in the grade; she couldn’t let herself be outmaneuvered!

Since she was the one who had confessed first, no matter what, she had to be the one in control of their relationship!

The chair in front of the desk spun around to face the table.

The desk was cold, its edges adorned with jade inlay. With Shen Qingyu’s back pressed against the edge of the desk, Zhu Songning wrapped an arm around her waist. Looking at the beauty before her with fluttering eyelashes, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and pressed her lips down onto Shen Qingyu’s with a burst of courage.

Shen Qingyu’s pupils dilated.

Before long, a thin layer of pink stained her habitually pale face. Her eyes grew misty and dazed. She raised her hand halfway but still didn’t quite dare to let it rest on Zhu Songning’s features.

Zhu Songning peeked with one eye half-open.

Unlike Shen Qingyu’s, her eyes were a much lighter shade of brown, looking warm and bright. She was now squinting, secretly observing the person she had just ambushed with a kiss.

Zhu Songning had never kissed anyone before. Her entire experience came from the novels and youth manga she had scavenged from Luo Chuanhe’s bookshelf.

How was it supposed to go again?

Suckle the lower lip, then rub and nibble.

And then?

Was she supposed to pry open her teeth and drive deep inside?

Zhu Songning saw that Shen Qingyu’s cheeks were flushed from the kiss, and suppressed, panting breaths—somewhere between resistance and invitation—were escaping her throat from time to time.

She… must find the kiss quite pleasant, right?

Noticing Shen Qingyu’s hesitating hand hovering in mid-air, Zhu Songning took the initiative to guide her hand upward. Closing her eyes, she placed Shen Qingyu’s hand against her own eyelid.

Under Shen Qingyu’s fingers, Zhu Songning’s eyelashes trembled slightly, adding a touch of fragility to her appearance.

—That is, if Shen Qingyu hadn’t felt the forceful, predatory nature of her movements inside her mouth.

Zhu Songning had her eyes closed and was positioned below, so naturally, she couldn’t see just how shameful their current posture was.

But Shen Qingyu could see everything clearly.

The whole picture.

In the room, Zhu Songning sat in the chair, her body leaning back against the backrest, while Shen Qingyu was straddling her lap. Zhu Songning’s hand traveled all the way from her waist to the back of her head, pressing down firmly to facilitate a deeper kiss.

Not only that, her ears were filled with the heavy breathing of the person beneath her and the wet sounds of their tangled tongues.

The kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time until Shen Qingyu was the first to give in. She pushed against Zhu Songning’s shoulders with her other hand, and only then did Zhu Songning reluctantly pull away, her face clearly wearing an unsatisfied expression.

Zhu Songning pondered for a moment before asking her: “Aren’t you usually so eloquent? You have a whole repertoire when you’re flirting with your words, so why are you so inexperienced when it comes to actual combat?”

She didn’t even know how to switch breaths during a kiss and had to be reminded.

If she hadn’t reminded her, would she have held her breath until she (Zhu) initiated the release?

Shen Qingyu’s breathing was in disarray from the kiss, and she pursed her lips tightly: “I am not. I just wasn’t prepared; you caught me off guard.”

“Tsk.”

Zhu Songning remained noncommittal.

She felt she had seen through Shen Qingyu now.

She wondered how such soft lips could utter such stubborn words.

Sensing Zhu Songning’s gaze still lingering on her lips, Shen Qingyu turned to get up: “You rogue!”

“Who are you calling a rogue?”

Zhu Songning hadn’t intended to do it, but the moment she saw her getting up, her hand moved faster than her brain and grabbed her wrist.

Just as she stood, her wrist was gripped tightly again. Zhu Songning pulled her hand with force, commandingly dragging the person back onto herself.

Shen Qingyu crashed back onto Zhu Songning.

Zhu Songning’s body was all hard bone and muscle, and the impact hurt; a layer of mist instantly filled Shen Qingyu’s eyes.

Seeing Shen Qingyu’s aggrieved look, Zhu Songning panicked.

Compared to Student Shen’s usual arrogant and condescending attitude, this look of being on the verge of tears made her feel far more anxious and uneasy.

Zhu Songning was about to reach out to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eye, but her finger accidentally hooked into the already loose belt of Shen Qingyu’s robe.

The thin white sash had already been loosened during their back-and-forth, and the bow was undone. Zhu Songning’s movement was the final straw; the belt gave way and slipped completely off the bathrobe.

Normally, a belt falling off wouldn’t be a big deal, but it just so happened that this bathrobe of Shen Qingyu’s had no buttons and relied entirely on that belt to stay closed.

Now, as the belt fell, the robe fell open to both sides, completely exposing the scenery within.

Caught off guard, the beautiful sight fell entirely into Zhu Songning’s eyes.

Even though she was so embarrassed and distressed that not just her ears, but even her neck had turned deep red, Zhu Songning still didn’t turn her head away for a long time.

She should have looked away; continuing to watch at a time like this made her look like a true rogue who lacked any sense of propriety.

But her emotions were telling her otherwise.

She could look, couldn’t she?

Looking at her own girlfriend was perfectly natural.

Furthermore, all these frequent accidents tonight had started from the moment Shen Qingyu sat on her lap.

Shen Qingyu was the culprit, the one who dragged her into this.

Zhu Songning couldn’t control herself; a layer of hot, fine sweat broke out on her forehead.

Shen Qingyu was taken aback at first, but then felt lucky that she didn’t have the habit of sleeping naked; she was wearing undergarments beneath the robe.

However…

She actually couldn’t quite explain her own mindset toward Zhu Songning anymore.

Yesterday she had agreed to go shopping with Shen Qingmu, but in the end, she stood her sister up just to attend this absurd date with Zhu Songning.

Before leaving the house, she told herself she’d just wear whatever, but while waiting, she took a bath, applied her favorite body lotion all over, and even sprayed a very light perfume behind her ears and on her wrists.

She had even specifically avoided Shen Qingmu to take out her most sexy lingerie from the very back of her wardrobe.

It was only when she heard Shen Qingyu’s light cough that Zhu Songning restrained her gaze, lowering her head and remaining silent.

She looked like a well-behaved child admitting a mistake.

Except her eyes were still stealing glances upward every now and then.

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Here I come—

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