After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 55

“Hmm, I like it too.”

The cool fragrance that rushed towards her made her sway slightly.

The lingering warmth on her lips seemed to remind her of what the person before her had just done.

Fang Qingying’s eyes shimmered with confusion as she looked at Gu Shengxiao, as if waiting for an explanation.

“Like what?” She opened her mouth slightly and finally voiced the question in her heart.

Did she like the beautiful scenery of the fading lights, just like her? Or did she like her, just like she did?

“You.” Gu Shengxiao curved her eyes, her dark pupils reflecting Fang Qingying’s slightly bewildered expression.

She leaned down slightly, closing the distance between them, her crimson lips curling up with a look of determination.

“Do you dislike me, Xiao Ying?” she asked.

Fang Qingying shook her head.

But the suddenly assertive Gu Shengxiao was a bit overwhelming for her. The unique cool fragrance enveloped her, leaving her no room to retreat.

Fang Qingying shifted slightly, but the Ferris wheel seat was so small, where could she go?

With just a slight backward movement, the cold backrest pressed against her, making her shiver involuntarily.

“So, Xiao Ying, would you like to take an award-winning actress home?” Gu Shengxiao noticed her small movement and casually reached out to hold her loosely, her breath as sweet as orchids.

The warm breath brushed against Fang Qingying’s jade-like neck, instantly tingeing it with a faint blush, her ears not spared either.

The crimson earlobes looked as delicate as ripe red fruit hanging from a tree branch, as if one could simply open their mouth and take them in and indeed, that was exactly what happened.

Fang Qingying showed no resistance to Gu Shengxiao’s actions. It wasn’t silent refusal but rather tacit permission for whatever the other did.

This reaction from Fang Qingying gave Gu Shengxiao immense encouragement.

She wasn’t pining alone.

As Gu Shengxiao savored the “red fruit,” she secretly grumbled in her heart.

The Ferris wheel’s stop lasted only five minutes, but to Fang Qingying, it felt like an eternity.

Unsatisfied with the sweetness of the fruit, Gu Shengxiao cupped her face, her burning gaze fixed on a certain tender spot, before leaning down to bite it.

Fang Qingying blinked, as if wondering how she should react.

Gu Shengxiao’s passion was a bit overwhelming for her and for herself.

At this moment, Fang Qingying only felt a surge of heat rushing to her head, leaving her mind blank. With each of Gu Shengxiao’s movements, she could feel her heart leaping with joy.

Suddenly, a melodious voice whispered in her ear.

“Be good, close your eyes.”

Fang Qingying stared at Gu Shengxiao for a moment before finally obeying, closing her eyes while her hands unconsciously wrapped around the other’s waist.

Some things become even more palpable in the darkness.

Faced with complete blackness, both her body and senses seemed to be under a spell, magnified infinitely. Every slight movement, every tiny sound was amplified tenfold.

Fang Qingying was forced to tilt her head back as her breath was slowly stolen, making her grip the hem of Gu Shengxiao’s clothes tightly, her fingertips turning pale from the pressure.

Just as she thought she was about to suffocate, she was suddenly released, gasping for fresh air.

Seizing the opportunity, Fang Qingying lowered her head, her hair slightly disheveled. Her eyes glistened with tears from being teased too much, her cheeks flushed, looking utterly soft and vulnerable.

“Xiao Ying, you need to learn to breathe properly,” Gu Shengxiao’s voice carried a hint of sweetness.

Hearing this, Fang Qingying immediately looked up at Gu Shengxiao with a pout, clearly displeased.

Gu Shengxiao reached out to touch Fang Qingying’s cheek, still wanting an answer from her.

“Xiao Ying, you haven’t answered me yet.”

Fang Qingying pouted and whispered, “I didn’t refuse, did I?”

Seeing the amusement in the other’s eyes, Fang Qingying wished she could bury herself somewhere. Who acted like this?

“That’s not enough. I want to hear you say it,” Gu Shengxiao curled her lips, her thumb sliding down to rest on those crimson lips.

Fang Qingying: “…”

She blinked, then opened her mouth to bite the mischievous finger lightly, grinding her teeth against it.

Gu Shengxiao clicked her tongue, moving her finger to tangle with Fang Qingying’s tongue.

Soon, Fang Qingying let go.

The slender finger was now coated with a silvery strand. Gu Shengxiao lowered her gaze, pressing the finger to her lips, looking enchantingly alluring.

The Ferris wheel started moving again. Gu Shengxiao swayed slightly, and Fang Qingying quickly reached out to pull her arm closer.

Gu Shengxiao took the opportunity to pin Fang Qingying against the seat, her dark hair cascading from behind to her chest, some strands mingling with Fang Qingying’s raven locks.

“Sit down,” Fang Qingying said after a long silence, staring at Gu Shengxiao, who was now inches away.

Gu Shengxiao stubbornly gazed at her, as if unwilling to sit without an answer.

Fang Qingying sighed, gripping Gu Shengxiao’s suit collar tightly and grinding her teeth. “Do I really have to say it?”

Though Gu Shengxiao didn’t speak, her eyes conveyed everything she wanted to say.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingying yanked her down further and bit her crimson lips, grinding gently.

Gu Shengxiao’s eyes darkened. She slowly moved her hand from the backrest to Fang Qingying’s slender waist, applying slight pressure while the latter was distracted.

Gu Shengxiao sat on the seat, while Fang Qingying faced her directly.

Now that she didn’t have to strain her neck, Fang Qingying relaxed slightly, pressing closer to Gu Shengxiao.

Her thin floral dress clung to Gu Shengxiao’s pure white suit.

A delicate hand slid down from her waist.

The Ferris wheel slowly descended.

“Please exit the Ferris wheel in an orderly manner. No pushing.”

“The amusement park is closing soon. Please disembark if you’re still on any rides.”

“Visitors still in the park, please leave in an orderly fashion.”

The central broadcast of the amusement park repeated these announcements.

Gu Shengxiao held Fang Qingying’s hand as they weaved through the crowd, leaving the park like any ordinary couple.

Back in the car, Gu Shengxiao helped Fang Qingying fasten her seatbelt, then spoke like a child-trafficking villain, “Xiao Ying, are you coming home with me?”

Fang Qingying lowered her gaze, studying Gu Shengxiao’s profile, and inexplicably said, “Xiao Xiao, you’re really like a cop conducting entrapment.”

“Yep,” Gu Shengxiao didn’t deny it. Instead, she leaned over to kiss her lips. “I used bait to catch a big fish. Now that I’ve caught her, of course I want to trick her into coming home.”

Fang Qingying licked her lips, as if trying to erase the taste left behind.

Calmly, she said, “Too bad your big fish doesn’t want to go home with you.”

Gu Shengxiao shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s fine. I don’t mind being the one dragged home by the big fish.”

Using herself as bait.

Just to deceive you.

To win your heart.

“Okay,” Fang Qingying nodded.

For some reason, she didn’t want to let go of Gu Shengxiao’s hand now, nor did she want to part with her.

They both knew what would happen once they got home.

With Fang Qingying’s answer, Gu Shengxiao sat up straight. Though her expression remained calm, the car’s speed soared.

Amidst the city’s countless lights and scenic views, in Fang Qingying’s eyes, Gu Shengxiao’s presence outshone them all.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host, for successfully cuckolding the male lead by 40%. Keep up the good work.]

Fang Qingying pursed her lips. Though she had initially approached Gu Shengxiao for the mission’s sake deep down, she had always wanted her.

The moment Gu Shengxiao stood before her, Fang Qingying had wanted nothing more than to pull her into an embrace.

Now, it seemed she had succeeded.

She could openly hold her close and flaunt their love without restraint.

As the car moved, familiar scenes flashed past the window.

Gu Shengxiao expertly parked in the apartment’s underground lot, her bright gaze landing on Fang Qingying as she extended her hand.

Fang Qingying looked at her for a moment before unbuckling her seatbelt and placing her hand in Gu Shengxiao’s.

Though it was her apartment, in front of Gu Shengxiao, it felt like the latter’s home.

Watching Gu Shengxiao smoothly enter the elevator, press the eighth floor, and swiftly key in the door code, Fang Qingying barely had time to react before she was pinned against the door.

The living room lights remained off. Though the switch was within reach, Gu Shengxiao showed no intention of turning them on.

Fang Qingying closed her eyes slightly, feeling the breath against her face. Her emotions stirred, and she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around Gu Shengxiao’s neck.

As Gu Shengxiao moved, her hair brushed against Fang Qingying, tickling her and making her squirm.

“Don’t move,” Gu Shengxiao murmured, her voice low and strained, as if holding back.

With her beloved in her arms, she was no saint. But she feared scaring Fang Qingying, so she restrained herself.

She merely held Fang Qingying against the door, burying her face in her shoulder, unwilling to move further.

Fang Qingying patted Gu Shengxiao’s head, as if comforting her. “Does it hurt?”

Gu Shengxiao: “Mhm.”

It was more than just “hurt”, she felt like her entire body was burning up.

Fang Qingying reached up to touch Gu Shengxiao’s forehead, puzzled. “No fever. Maybe it’s because there was wind outside but none here. I’ll turn on the AC.”

She gently pushed Gu Shengxiao, but the latter didn’t budge.

Undeterred, Fang Qingying unlocked her phone and “Xiao Ming.”

“Here.”

“Turn on the AC.”

“Detecting AC, AC is now on.”

Hearing the voice from her phone and the sound of the AC starting, Gu Shengxiao gritted her teeth.

“Are you a little fool?”

“Yours.”

Gu Shengxiao paused, her lips curling into a smile again.

If her fans saw her like this utterly foolish it would be a mass unfollowing. But the person in question had no intention of restraining her expressions.

“Still hot?”

Fang Qingying looked up, her eyes sparkling like stars.

Gu Shengxiao: “…”

For some reason, she sensed a hint of pride in Fang Qingying’s demeanor.

Gu Shengxiao: “Not anymore.”

Fang Qingying smiled, still staring at her expectantly.

Gu Shengxiao: “How about a little reward?”

Her cool voice carried a seductive undertone.

She was waiting for her little fool to take the bait.

“Okay.”

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