After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 86

Fang Qingying insisted on not letting Gu Shengxiao follow her home and even planned to drive back by herself.

Gu Shengxiao stood in place for a while before quickly catching up to Fang Qingying. She reached out and gently tugged at her, saying softly, “Then, could Xiao Ying take me home?”

Fang Qingying nodded. “If I don’t take you home, will you have no way to get back?”

She had seen clearly that the only car available to pick up Gu Shengxiao was the van. If she had to call her manager to come get her, it would just be a waste of time.

“Exactly, so Xiao Ying, won’t you take me in for the night?” Gu Shengxiao glanced at the van not far away, her gaze lightly resting on Fang Qingying as she smiled.

It seemed she would have to give Lin Zhiya a raise stealing her assistant away more often would create more private time for herself.

“Not tonight.”

After hearing this, Fang Qingying, completely oblivious to the romantic undertones, rejected Gu Shengxiao’s suggestion outright and even patted her chest, promising to ensure she got home safely.

“Xiao Xiao, don’t worry, my driving skills are solid.”

Gu Shengxiao: “…”

Suddenly, she didn’t feel like talking anymore.

The frustrated actress was dragged into the passenger seat by the little-known celebrity, who even diligently fastened her seatbelt, as if afraid she might run away.

Helpless, Gu Shengxiao sighed and let Fang Qingying excitedly start the car. Fine, this clueless little fool, she’d deal with her when she had more time.

But Gu Shengxiao knew that “more time” wouldn’t come until after that variety show finished filming.

Tomorrow morning, they would wrap up the final scenes, and in the afternoon, they’d go straight to shooting promotional photos. The show wouldn’t officially begin until the 15th.

Gu Shengxiao thought about it, the timing of this variety show was almost too perfect, coinciding with her birthday. Just in case, she sent a few messages to her family, telling them not to come.

The car stopped in front of Gu Shengxiao’s residence. Fang Qingying turned and poked her arm. “Xiao Xiao, I got you home, right?”

Gu Shengxiao looked up at the familiar surroundings and then at Fang Qingying, who seemed eager to leave. For some reason, she felt a pang of emotion.

She reached out and took Fang Qingying’s hand, her lashes lowering slightly, her eyes hiding unspoken feelings.

Gu Shengxiao said, “Xiao Ying, I want to show you something.”

Fang Qingying blinked. “What is it? Does it have to be now?” If so, she wouldn’t be able to finish her painting tonight.

Gu Shengxiao pressed her lips together, seeming a little embarrassed as she spoke. “I just really want you to see it today.” If she waited, she might regret it.

Fang Qingying nodded. “Okay.”

The mysterious way Gu Shengxiao spoke piqued her curiosity.

Hearing this, Gu Shengxiao’s face brightened with joy. She unbuckled her seatbelt and led Fang Qingying into the villa by the hand.

Fang Qingying had been here once before, so the layout wasn’t unfamiliar to her. But Gu Shengxiao silently led her all the way up to the third floor, making her increasingly curious about what she wanted to show her.

The third floor was sparsely decorated, an empty living room with only an easel, the three walls pristine white, as if waiting for their owner to paint on them or hang up framed artwork.

Fang Qingying took a quick glance but didn’t have time to examine it closely before Gu Shengxiao pulled her toward the innermost room.

She gazed down the long corridor and the mysterious rooms, and in that instant, Fang Qingying felt her imagination running wild.

Fang Qingying swallowed hard, her voice tinged with apprehension as she asked, “Xiaoxiao, you’re not planning to lock me in a dark room, are you?”

After all, the setup of these rooms was eerily reminiscent of scenes from novels.

Before Gu Shengxiao could answer, 888 immediately chimed in.

888: Qingqing, there’s a surprise inside, a huge surprise! It’s definitely not what you’re thinking!

Listening to its electronic voice, Fang Qingying strangely detected a note of excitement in its tone.

Reassured by 888’s words, Fang Qingying’s racing heart settled slightly. She tightened her grip on Gu Shengxiao’s hand, her pulse quickening like a startled deer as she followed her to open the door.

The moment the door swung open, the room was pitch black. Gu Shengxiao reached out and flicked on the lights.

As the light flooded the room, Fang Qingying was first stunned by the sight of countless photos covering the walls, her eyes widening in shock. Then, noticing the solitary bed in the spacious room, she felt a flicker of confusion.

But as Gu Shengxiao led her hand in hand, walking through the room as if browsing a gallery, Fang Qingying snapped back to reality and concluded that the bed wasn’t as innocent as it seemed.

In short, the room was filled with photos of Fang Qingying, while the bed in the center was where Gu Shengxiao occasionally slept.

Fang Qingying turned to Gu Shengxiao with a complicated expression, never having imagined that Gu Shengxiao had such a stalker-like side to her. It made her realize that no one was perfect, after all.

Even so, as the subject of all those photos, she couldn’t help but demand an explanation.

Pointing at the photos, Fang Qingying asked, “Xiaoxiao, why are there so many pictures of me?”

Gu Shengxiao clenched the hem of her shirt, carefully considering how to explain her feelings to Fang Qingying.

She had loved Fang Qingying for years, not just recently, and today, she could finally reveal this secret to the person who mattered most.

Seeing Gu Shengxiao silent and struggling, Fang Qingying rubbed her chin and ventured a guess, “You’re not a fan, are you?”

After much deliberation, this seemed the most plausible answer. As for the other possibility that had crossed her mind, Fang Qingying ruthlessly dismissed it.

Who would believe that Gu Shengxiao had been secretly in love with her for years?

Little did Fang Qingying know, the answer she’d dismissed was the correct one.

“No,” Gu Shengxiao replied, disappointment flashing in her eyes. She lowered her voice and explained, “I love you, Fang Qingying. I’ve only ever loved you, since we were kids.”

Though framed as an explanation, it was unmistakably a confession.

Fang Qingying stood frozen, her face flushed. Despite having already confessed their feelings to each other, every time Gu Shengxiao professed her love, it left her unbearably shy.

“Xiao Ying,” Gu Shengxiao murmured, looking down at her with focused, tender eyes, as if the world held no one else.

That soft, coquettish lilt in her voice struck Fang Qingying right in the heart.

Fang Qingying internally wailed: Ugh, she’s just too much.

Intending to respond earnestly, Fang Qingying instead blurted out, “I know.”

Hearing this, Gu Shengxiao found nothing amiss and instead extended an invitation to Fang Qingying.

She lowered her head slightly, cupping Fang Qingying’s face with one hand, her thumb gently brushing over Fang Qingying’s lips, which felt like jelly soft and bouncy. She couldn’t help but wonder if tasting them would evoke the same sensation as jelly.

The tall woman pinned her beloved against the door, her other hand wrapping around the other’s waist. As she leaned in for a kiss, her fingers naturally lifted the hem of the skirt, her fair and slender fingers deftly venturing into uncharted territory.

Fang Qingying closed her eyes, her breath stolen away, her body’s control completely surrendered. For a moment, she felt like a fish on a chopping board, utterly at the mercy of another.

When she was finally released, Fang Qingying weakly pushed Gu Shengxiao away, her voice slightly hoarse as she said, “Not today. I have something to take care of.”

It concerned Gu Shengxiao’s birthday, and she absolutely couldn’t compromise on this.

“It’s been so long. Don’t you miss it?” Gu Shengxiao leaned in, whispering into her ear as she rested her head on Fang Qingying’s shoulder.

During the filming period, to ensure her body wouldn’t hold her back, she had lived like an ascetic no intimacy, not even a simple kiss.

Gu Shengxiao’s eyes darkened as she sensed Fang Qingying’s reaction, puzzled as she asked, “You clearly want it. Why refuse?”

Her fingertips traced dampness, along with a hint of tension.

“Really, I have something important,” Fang Qingying bit her lip, forcing herself to resist the urge to surrender.

Gu Shengxiao tilted her head, studying her resolute expression, then suddenly let go. She straightened up with a hint of dejection, her gaze tinged with resentment, as if unable to comprehend what could possibly be more important than her.

“Something very, very important,” Fang Qingying repeated, emphasizing her words.

This was the first birthday they would celebrate together since getting together, and she wanted to give Gu Shengxiao the best possible gift whether it was the present itself or the surprise.

They were so close to the final step. How could Fang Qingying possibly relent now?

Seeing her determination, Gu Shengxiao found herself unable to refuse those earnest eyes.

She sighed, cupping Fang Qingying’s face with one hand and lightly kissing the corner of her lips. “Fine, I’ll let it slide this time. But next time, I won’t go easy on you, okay?”

Though her words carried a ‘threatening’ tone, they came off more like a pampered cat extending a soft paw toward its owner utterly lacking in intimidation.

Fang Qingying turned the tables, taking the initiative as she cupped Gu Shengxiao’s face and sealed her response with a kiss.

She hadn’t known how before, but now well, she had learned all her tricks from Gu Shengxiao herself.

Gu Shengxiao was the first to pull away, panting slightly as she said, “If we don’t stop now, I’m afraid I won’t let you go.”

The reason she had brought Fang Qingying to this room wasn’t just to express her love, it was to reveal the hidden side of herself, to let Fang Qingying see the truth.

She was this kind of person obsessively, madly in love.

Gu Shengxiao wanted to know: faced with this version of herself, would Fang Qingying still accept her?

Clearly, in this ‘test,’ she hadn’t lost.

Fang Qingying nodded, seeing the sincerity in Gu Shengxiao’s expression, and silently acknowledged her understanding.

She held Gu Shengxiao’s hand as they walked downstairs, wanting to stay together until the very last moment before parting.

“Xiaoxiao, I want to prepare a surprise for you.”

Letting go of Gu Shengxiao’s hand, just as she stepped out the door, Fang Qingying suddenly turned around with a sweet smile.

She couldn’t resist telling Gu Shengxiao, but her heart still felt warm and giddy. Perhaps it was because she had seen a different side of Gu Shengxiao, and that made her especially eager to share the surprise she had prepared.

Of course, Fang Qingying thought the reason she blurted it out might have been Gu Shengxiao’s slightly dejected expression.

What Fang Qingying wanted to see was her smiling face, not her frown.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

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