After Transmigrating into a Book, I Had a Flash Marriage with the Beautiful Crazy Villain - Chapter 31.4

But she couldn’t fathom how Song Qingyi moved so fast, the sound of running water was already echoing from the bathroom. She’d started showering!

The realization hit Chu Ling like a bolt of lightning. She fled from the bathroom door as if escaping a ghost, still clutching the clothes, and swallowed hard.

Song Qingyi was showering in her room.

That fact sent an inexplicable thrill coursing through her.

But the thought of having to sleep together later made Chu Ling put on a pained expression.

She flopped onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze.

What should she do? Should she draw a boundary line down the middle of the bed? But that would be way too obvious!

Chu Ling’s thoughts were all over the place, and she didn’t even notice when the sound of running water stopped.

The bathroom door clicked softly, and Chu Ling instinctively glanced over to see Song Qingyi cracking it open a sliver.

Her hair was pinned up, her complexion rosy, her eyes glistening with moisture, and droplets of water still trailed down her neck.

What a vivid, dewy image of a beauty fresh from the bath.

Chu Ling’s mind blanked for a second before she realized, why had she forgotten to leave the clothes by the door earlier?!

In a flash, she sat bolt upright, grabbing the clothes and handing them over, her eyes darting anywhere but at the other woman. “Sorry, I forgot to give these to you. Hurry up and get dressed.”

Song Qingyi, however, didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed. She didn’t even try to hide behind the door, leaving Chu Ling with just that one fleeting glance enough to sear into her vision and make her look away immediately, not daring another peek.

She was terrified. Before, just watching a video had been enough to spark fantasies. Now, with the woman standing before her like this, how was she supposed to sleep tonight?!

Yet Song Qingyi made no move to take the clothes. Unable to hold back, Chu Ling urged, “Hurry up and take them, don’t catch a cold.”

It was the middle of September, sweltering hot, and here she was worrying about someone catching a chill.

Completely oblivious to the absurdity of her words, Chu Ling’s expression radiated pure concern, her resolve as steadfast as a devout monk’s.

But Song Qingyi noticed the crimson tips of her ears peeking through her hair, the delicate flush spreading across her cheeks.

The gloom in her heart dissipated instantly. Under Chu Ling’s urging, Song Qingyi slowly reached out, her fingers deliberately grazing the other’s hand as she took the clothes.

“Thank you.”

The door closed.

But Chu Ling was certain she was doomed.

Song Qingyi had just stepped out of the shower, her fingers warmer than usual, leaving behind a faint trace of moisture where they’d brushed against her.

The touch had been light, almost imperceptible, yet the tingling sensation was unmistakable, spreading from the back of her hand to her entire body.

Chu Ling shivered slightly, her mind going blank for a split second before snapping back her face burning scarlet.

She couldn’t take it. Absolutely couldn’t take it.

Song Qingyi might as well have been an actual siren!

Eyes squeezed shut, Chu Ling inwardly screamed, horrified to realize she’d been so easily stirred up.

She was like some kind of pervert, it wasn’t as if the other woman had done it on purpose.

If anyone found out.

Maybe she should just go die.

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