Among Three People Walking, There Must Be One Straight Girl - Chapter 8

The summer cicadas shrieked through the night sky, but the room was deathly still, so quiet that even a falling needle would be audible alongside the sound of breathing.

Lan Yuyue lay on her side, completely devoid of sleepiness. In another two or three hours, she could welcome the sunrise.

Lan Yuyue’s breathing paused briefly. Her lips parted and closed, her ears twitched slightly, and gathering her courage, her words broke the silence.

“Thank you.”

It was a word of thanks for Lan Ranxing’s courageous intervention tonight.

In front of Xia Wan, there might have been an element of acting in her praise for Lan Ranxing, but this sentence now was sincere.

Her life experiences since childhood had constantly told her that as long as you spoke well and catered to others, you could avoid many hardships. By wagging your tongue and occasionally doing a few things, most people would take you under their wing.

Lan Yuyue was exactly like that. Relying on her stepmother’s kindness, she had gone from nearly dropping out of middle school to now being on the verge of graduating from university. She was far too skilled in using these methods. She was adept at finding other people’s strengths, habitually praising them, and making daily efforts to please—these were her ways of survival.

If Lan Ranxing hadn’t been there, Lan Yuyue might have even smiled at that delivery man.

Although she would have retaliated later, the scene of making that man admit defeat on the spot this time was simply too satisfying.

Lan Yuyue couldn’t help but envy Xia Wan—envy her life, her parents, and her friendship.

Before she could indulge in more self-pity, the person behind her let out an “Mm.” Lan Yuyue’s body felt as if it had been filled with lead, pinning her firmly to the bed. Her pupils constricted, unable to see anything clearly.

In a daze, a leg draped over her hip, and a matching hand quickly followed. Lan Yuyue could clearly hear the person behind her smack their lips, the sound of saliva colliding in the mouth.

Lan Yuyue waited and waited. When the person’s breathing finally returned to normal, she let out a sigh of relief.

She kept telling herself: Go to sleep, go to sleep. If you don’t sleep now, you won’t be able to get up tomorrow.

Behind her, Lan Ranxing’s eyes were wide open, staring at Lan Yuyue without concealment.

Since the lights went out, she had been waiting for Lan Yuyue to fall asleep. She had waited so long she had lost track of time. Her mind kept replaying Lan Yuyue praising and validating her in front of Xia Wan.

She liked it. What Lan Ranxing liked even more was that when she moved against the delivery man, Lan Yuyue didn’t show fear or horror toward her like other people she’d met before. Lan Yuyue was even willing to look after her feet and remind her not to get hurt.

From childhood to adulthood, except for Xia Wan helping her cover things up, no one had ever been willing to help her like that.

Lan Ranxing hesitated and struggled, wanting to say to Lan Yuyue: “Thank you for acknowledging me, thank you for thinking of me, thank you…” She had too much to say, but before she could organize her language, Lan Yuyue, with her back turned, spoke first.

Lan Ranxing really wanted to lean in and say: “I should thank you too.”

But she held back. What if Lan Yuyue was just saying it casually?

Perhaps Lan Yuyue only said it because she thought she was asleep. Lan Ranxing mimicked her own bad sleeping posture and draped herself over Lan Yuyue.

She felt Lan Yuyue stiffen. Looking at Lan Yuyue’s back, she thought this person was a bit better than she imagined, but Lan Ranxing would absolutely never let Lan Yuyue steal Xia Wan away!

The person beneath her slowly relaxed. Lan Ranxing waited patiently. With a slight exert of force, the side-lying Lan Yuyue rolled over to lie flat.

Lan Ranxing cautiously observed Lan Yuyue.

It was a gentle face.

Lan Ranxing’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to Lan Yuyue’s ear. In her dream, she had kissed Lan Yuyue’s ear, kissed Lan Yuyue’s neck, and licked Lan Yuyue’s collarbone.

Image after image replayed, and a surge of heat hit her. Lan Ranxing clearly heard her own heartbeat accelerating. She licked her parched lips and quietly moved to Lan Yuyue’s ear.

She held her breath, terrified that her breathing would wake Lan Yuyue.

She told herself: Just this once.

As her breath fanned out, Lan Ranxing bit down on Lan Yuyue’s earlobe. The person beneath her reacted instantly, but Lan Ranxing hugged Lan Yuyue tight, giving her no chance to struggle.

The earlobe was even softer than imagined. Her teeth nipped the lobe, and her lips began their invasion. Just as she slightly loosened her mouth, deciding to let go, Lan Yuyue’s “Mm~” sound was like a bucket of water splashed into a vat of boiling oil.

Lan Ranxing took the ear into her mouth, teeth and lips working together, tracing it meticulously.

The person beneath her, her breathing changed its tune, her body becoming increasingly soft and delicate. The occasional whimpers became a catalyst.

Lan Ranxing thought of the scenes from her dream; she wanted—she wanted to do all of them.

She wanted Lan Yuyue to wake up, she wanted to see Lan Yuyue’s reaction, she wanted to see Lan Yuyue clearly.

The person beneath her, as if woken by the noise, slightly turned her soft body.

She wanted to flee!

Lan Ranxing followed immediately. They were pressed front to back, Lan Yuyue completely gathered into Lan Ranxing’s arms. Their heartbeats gradually synchronized, their breathing composing an erotic melody.

Tonight was a sleepless night for both.

At eleven o’clock noon, Xia Wan opened the bedroom door, expecting to be greeted by a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, but instead it was empty—no living creature, not even a mosquito.

The only consolation was that these two unscrupulous things had restored the living room to its original state.

Xia Wan murmured: “I hope they didn’t disturb the neighbors!”

Thinking about how she hadn’t heard anything last night, they probably hadn’t.

Looking at the large furniture moved back to its original positions, Xia Wan curled her lips: “Cleaning up together is what ‘peaceful coexistence’ is really about~”

She slumped on the sofa for half an hour, her stomach growling. Looking at the time, these two must have been exhausted last night—but even if they were tired, they couldn’t skip two meals in one day.

Xia Wan knocked on the bedroom door: “Are you awake yet? I’m coming in.”

She pushed open a crack in the door. The sunlight was abundant, filtering through the curtains and spilling over the figures on the bed.

Xia Wan balled her hand into a fist and pressed it to her lips, trying hard to suppress the corners of her mouth and keep herself from laughing out loud.

Lan Yuyue on the bed woke up the moment she heard the knocking. In her dream, she had been constantly suppressed and hunted down—it turned out it was Lan Ranxing’s entire body pressing down on her!

Both her hands were imprisoned, and her legs were pinned.

Lan Yuyue looked at Xia Wan with a ‘dead to the world’ expression, watching Xia Wan pull out her phone to start filming, yet Lan Yuyue had no hands free to cover her face.

“Remember to mosaic my face.”

“Don’t worry, don’t move, let me get another angle.” Xia Wan kept changing angles, unceremoniously pulling open the curtains to continue filming.

Lan Yuyue sighed: “Enough already, hurry up and wake her up.”

Lan Ranxing’s strength was very great. She seemed to be treating Lan Yuyue as a throw pillow, hugging her tightly. From the start, Xia Wan tried to pry Lan Ranxing’s hand away, but it only took half a minute for her to give up.

Xia Wan mimicked Lan Yuyue’s sigh: “Since it’s like this, I have no choice.”

The ticklish spots were attacked, and Lan Ranxing woke up shortly after. Her hands instinctively felt around and rubbed—the texture was wrong. Her head turned, and she saw Lan Yuyue, whose face was the color of a vegetable and who had completely lost all facial expression management.

Lan Yuyue took advantage of the gap while Lan Ranxing went to wash up to grab Xia Wan and ask: “What other problems does she have while sleeping?” For example, a hobby of licking ears.

Xia Wan thought for a moment: “That’s about it.”

She teasingly nudged Lan Yuyue’s shoulder: “You sleep so lightly, you didn’t wake up in the first instance and give her a slap?”