After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 54

The noisy thoughts in her mind suddenly disappeared, replaced by a gust of cedarwood-scented clean breeze and a clear, moving husky voice.

Her Ji Ji had arrived.

“Lâchez-la! (Let go of her!)”

Ji Ruyue’s voice was not loud but incredibly forceful. She yanked Song Xingzi behind her, the sharp heel of her stiletto digging into the floor, and jabbed her bent elbow forcefully into the man’s body.

Fearing the man would shout and cause a scene, Song Xingzi quickly cast a spell on his throat, temporarily making him unable to utter a sound.

The man frantically clutched his throat, staring wide-eyed at Ji Ruyue, as if she were a demon from the abyss.

After punishing the man, Ji Ruyue didn’t spare him a glance. She grabbed Song Xingzi’s arm and dragged her towards the elevator.

Song Xingzi followed behind her like a timid young wife, walking quickly.

The lights in the gorgeous European-style hotel hallway were bright all year round. Song Xingzi curiously watched the furious Ji Ruyue, guessing that her moon might have finally woken up.

Jealousy and obsession are always the primary driving forces, so what is Ji Ji going to do?

The Demon Race is bold and open, especially when they reach maturity. They never hide their desires, welcoming them with pleasure. Even if Song Xingzi was once as clean as a blank sheet of paper, once the first drop of ink stained it, the paper automatically sought out more color and had long become a vibrant black.

Song Xingzi’s free hand stroked her pale neck, licked the corner of her lips, and made an ambiguous swallowing sound. Then, feigning fear and timidity, she asked, “Ji Ji, wh-what are you going to do?”

Finally reaching the elevator cubicle, Ji Ruyue pressed the up button, then stretched out her long arm, pulled Song Xingzi to her, pinned her against the wall, and glared fiercely at her. Her lips parted and closed, seemingly too embarrassed to utter a vulgar word. Finally, she turned her head and said muffledly, “F* you.**”

Hahaha, alright! Why is there no imposing manner at all? She’s so soft and shy even when making a dirty joke.

Song Xingzi was screaming internally, wishing she could flip the red-eared Ji Ruyue onto the floor and kiss her until she went limp and begged for mercy. However, remembering Ji Ruyue’s outwardly domineering yet secretly innocent demeanor, she suppressed her own desire, took off her mask, and timidly tugged at Ji Ruyue’s clothes. “Ji Ji, then, do you want to kiss me first?”

Ji Ruyue turned around upon hearing this, her eyelids half-closed, looking down at Song Xingzi. Her eyes were burning red, whether from anger or lust.

The girl finished speaking, blushing profusely, yet she still trembled slightly, looking up at her resolutely.

The girl’s skin was tender, white, and flawless. The spreading pink under the warm light made her look like a ripe peach, sweet and alluring.

Such a beautiful delicate flower blooming only for her, and her star was overcoming shyness to invite her.

Who could refuse?

Anyone who could refuse wasn’t human!

Blood boiled, alcohol rushed to her head, and everything became logical.

Ji Ruyue flipped the already loose mask onto the top of her head. Then, she pressed one hand against the girl’s face and threaded the other through her hair, cupping the back of Song Xingzi’s head. She fiercely blocked the girl’s soft lips, nibbling haphazardly.

Sigh, Ji Ji’s technique is so bad.

Song Xingzi’s lips were sore from being sucked, yet Ji Ruyue, like a drunkard, only knew how to nibble, peck, and lick the outside.

She was the one leading me the first time! This must be what they call ‘the tables have turned’.

Song Xingzi smiled broadly, stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around Ji Ruyue’s neck, and leaned forward. Her lips slightly parted, and her bright red tongue darted out like a clever snake, hooking Ji Ruyue’s tongue, coaxing it out of its small domain to another warm haven.

Ji Ruyue shuddered, like suddenly entering a hot spring in winter. A rush of pleasure went straight from her toes to the top of her head.

The warm, delicate, soft sucking sounds resonated through her bones, striking Ji Ruyue’s consciousness with intoxicating pleasure.

I’m going crazy—

She thought. I might willingly be captured by her, to be her eternal subject beneath her skirt.

Ji Ruyue pulled the person back into her embrace, her hands naturally sliding upwards from her waist.

I want more. I want her to bloom for me.

Let go? F** letting go! That was truly the stupidest decision I’ve ever made in my life. Thankfully, it only lasted a few minutes. From now on, even if I have to put shackles on her, lock her in a cage, I will never let go!*

A look of intoxication and frenzy appeared in Ji Ruyue’s eyes. Her cold hand traced the cuff and slid into Song Xingzi’s shoulder area, but Song Xingzi suddenly backed away, pressing down on her hand, and gently placed it back at her side.

“Star, kiss me.”

Ji Ruyue was dazed. Her normally indifferent face showed a look of infatuation, much like a hungry beast that hadn’t eaten for years, suddenly seeing a feast lying before it, only to have a railing drop down from the sky, barring their way.

Alas, a pure old monster who has gone through countless reincarnations, isn’t that just a hungry beast who hasn’t eaten for years?

“Cough, cough,” The sight of the abstinent person in a state of debauchery and madness was too moving. The little demon couldn’t help but feel shy herself. She pressed Ji Ruyue’s hand, lightly pecked her on the cheek, and said softly, “Ji Ji, be good. Shall we go back first?”

Go back? Yes, they were still outside.

Ji Ruyue was scattered-brained, and vaguely followed her feast. “Okay.”

F**, f***, f***. Why is Ji Ji so obedient!!! Ahhhhh—I can’t take it anymore! I’m going to die on Ji Ji!*

The beast in the feast’s heart was no smaller than the predator’s. She held the roaring beast’s claw, led her along, coaxing her the whole way, and finally, both of them stumbled light-footedly into the hotel bedroom.

“Star, we’re back. Kiss me!”

Ji Ruyue tackled the person onto the bed, held Song Xingzi’s hands down, and hovered over her, staring intently.

Her usually dull or calm light-colored pupils reflected only the dazed Song Xingzi, looking infatuated and obsessed.

The moon has woken up, just a little later than me.

Song Xingzi smiled faintly and did not reply. Instead, she arched her back, led Ji Ruyue’s hand to her raised chest, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, let go of Ji Ruyue’s hand, shrank back two steps, and stared intently at Ji Ruyue’s lower body.

“Wh-What’s wrong?”

Ji Ruyue felt hot under her gaze. A wave of heat flowed from the area four finger-widths below her abdomen. She stammered as she moved closer to her feast, pleading, “Star, we’re home. Kiss me.”

“But,” Song Xingzi said sympathetically, “Ji Ji, aren’t you on your period?”

Period? That lie she told!

Shame and pleasure ignited her mind. Although she only had one experience over her long years, Ji Ruyue was still burned with panic and confusion. She blurted out to the delicacy, “It’s over. It ended yesterday.”

So your period only lasted less than two days?

Song Xingzi smiled and didn’t tease her anymore, allowing Ji Ruyue to push her onto the soft, fluffy bedding, blocking her lips like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. Their lips and teeth intertwined, each plundering every breath of air from the other’s body.

Song Xingzi was kissed until she was dizzy and floating. Her hands reached for the beast’s neck and slid downward, unbuttoning her somewhat stiff buttons one by one.

The beast was finally uncaged. After obsessively plundering the appetizers on the feast, she went deeper, nibbling back and forth on Song Xingzi’s exposed neck, shoulder line, and collarbones.

“Mmm…”

The feast was nibbled, emitting a pleasurable groan. She countered by pulling off the beast’s outer clothing, exposing her soft interior. The coolness brought by the exposure reminded the beast to proceed further.

Ji Ruyue passionately swallowed her saliva, her cool palm gently stroking Song Xingzi’s delicate, smooth cheek.

“Star, I’m going to begin.”

Her voice was as scorching as her gaze, making Song Xingzi blush furiously.

She’s so unskilled, why does she say things like a seasoned playboy! This is too, too, too flirtatious! Who could resist?

Song Xingzi couldn’t resist. She guided Ji Ruyue’s hand all the way down to the side zipper, leading her to undress herself.

“Star, I’m not good at all, really.”

The girl’s black hair was spread out. Her entire body was like a painting laid flat on the soft, fluffy bed. Ji Ruyue’s eyes were burning red. Her soft lips and cool hands simultaneously applied themselves wantonly across this canvas.

Every spot touched ignited with scorching heat. Song Xingzi wrapped her hands around the head hovering over the crucial spot, gently kneading the painter’s ebony-black curled hair.

“It’s okay. The moon’s shadow side is still the moon. The star loves it.”

Even if my moon’s heart is barren, it is still worth the star’s pursuit.

What light fearlessly shone into the high tower, willingly to be swallowed by the darkness? Ji Ruyue didn’t know. She only knew that her star had fallen, from the unreachable night sky, into her barren heart.

The world finally had light.

“Will it hurt?”

The painter’s brush finally reached the deepest part of the canvas. She tentatively sought to apply the brush here, yet worried the delicate canvas couldn’t bear it, so she paused the brush and spoke softly to the canvas.

Song Xingzi shook her head, bringing the painter’s brush to the water-moon paradise.

“No pain. Don’t be afraid.”

The painter received the bold response and finally dared to apply the brush. In the secluded path, she probed back and forth. After several attempts, she finally proceeded further. The brush and the canvas intertwined, rubbing intimately, eventually leading to flowing water and chirping birds.

At this point, countless red flowers had appeared on the previously snow-white canvas. From afar, it looked even more dazzling and alluring.

The painter thought that, for the first time, she shouldn’t overdo it. If she accidentally scratched the canvas even slightly, her heart would likely break, and she would never forgive herself.

So, she picked up the frame, intending to clean and frame the canvas, tending to it carefully. Unexpectedly, the canvas became a sentient being, turning into a delicate woman who even possessed magic, transforming the painter into a painting.

With the roles reversed, the newly-minted painter’s skills were clearly more proficient than the previous one’s. She first probed around. Only when the canvas went limp did she softly ask, “Ji Ji, are you resisting this?”

Ji Ruyue gently shook her head. She had thought Song Xingzi was too delicate, her stamina unable to withstand her own relentless demands, but who knew the little girl had endured for so long, patiently waiting.

She loved Song Xingzi. She was happy sleeping with her, and happy being slept with by her. She had no preference for who should be on top or bottom.

“No. Kiss me.”

Ji Ruyue lightly pecked Song Xingzi’s burning cheek and whispered something in her ear.

Song Xingzi curled her toes in shyness, her fingertips turning pink.

MADER! Is this decent? Is this decent? A human in her twenties is better at making a dirty joke than me, a little demon who is hundreds of years old!!

It’s unacceptable! So, I must deal with her!

Song Xingzi pushed her down and took what she wanted.

The poem says, “The remote and cold mountain path, the solitary cold stream bank. There are always chirping birds, and eternal silence with no one.” This probably describes the content happening on the canvas.