I Am Her Secret Beauty - Chapter 38

“Do you like black?”

“Yes…”

Mu Xi twitched her fingers, her face flushing even deeper.

“Do you like lace?”

“Yes…”

Mu Xi took a deep breath. The floral scent of Nan Xi’s pheromones, mingled with other ambiguous aromas in the room, seeped into her nostrils, sending a tingling shiver through her.

“Do you like me?”

“…”

Mu Xi suddenly lost all strength.

She reached for a tissue from the bedside table to wipe her fingers. At the same time, her expression turned serious. Ignoring Nan Xi’s dissatisfied muttering, she asked:

“First, tell me where Du Sha is.”

“Why do you care where she is? Do you have a crush on her?” Nan Xi rolled her eyes and grumbled. Seeing Mu Xi turn to get out of bed, she immediately grabbed her arm. “She’s still at the hotel, the same room as before.”

“What’s your plan?”

Mu Xi raised an eyebrow, adopting an expression that made it clear she wouldn’t indulge Nan Xi’s whims until she explained everything. After all, she wasn’t actually in her heat cycle, so less urgent matters could wait.

Nan Xi was quite displeased, wondering when Mu Xi had picked up the bad habit of leaving things unfinished.

But the initiative was no longer in her hands. Nan Xi felt unbearably restless and had no choice but to confess honestly:

“Didn’t you just find a scapegoat? Let her take the fall from now on, and we can continue with our own affairs.”

“Our own affairs.”

Mu Xi repeated the phrase with amusement, suddenly breaking into laughter. It was unclear whether she was genuinely amused or laughing out of frustration. “The ‘affairs’ you’re referring to… surely they aren’t just like this, are they?”

Nan Xi actually nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Of course. With such uniquely favorable conditions, if she didn’t make the most of them to do… what she wanted to do, wouldn’t it be a waste?

Her thoughts were written plainly in her eyes: bold, unrestrained, and fearless, shining as if afraid Mu Xi might miss them.

Mu Xi was so infuriated she nearly understood how Nan Xi must have felt upon seeing her arrive at the hotel with someone else in tow.

Since she had been the one to make a mistake today, Mu Xi restrained her emotions and gently reminded her, “But I seem to recall someone saying we should act as if nothing happened and live peacefully as before.”

“I take it back. Can we hurry? Can we do this or not?”

Mu Xi felt dizzy with anger and was about to scold her when she noticed Nan Xi suddenly clutch her chest and start scratching all over. Her eyes grew dazed in an instant, biting her lip and looking at Mu Xi with tearful, pleading eyes:

“Wait, Butler Mu, I feel awful… I’m so hot…”

“…Are you faking it?”

Nan Xi ignored her, her body soft and weak but insistently pressing against Mu Xi, her arms tightly wrapping around Mu Xi’s waist. “Butler Mu feels so cool, mmm…”

She pressed her cheek against Mu Xi, and indeed, the spot where they touched felt feverish.

Before she knew it, her lips were parted. The cunning woman paid no attention to anything beyond the bed, wholly focused on wearing down Mu Xi’s resolve. She got her wish, tasting the other’s sweetness, making it impossible for Mu Xi to pull away even when she gripped Nan Xi’s waist.

No one really knew where the boundaries of a heat cycle lay.

In that fleeting moment when neither of them could spare a thought for anything else, it truly descended upon Nan Xi as promised. Yet its effects dissolved into every one of her movements, blurring the line between genuine feverishness and mere emotional arousal.

For some people, especially long-separated lovers reunited, actions indeed speak louder than words.

With each surging wave, Nan Xi forgave Mu Xi a little more, gaining a bit more of that secure feeling of having a branch to cling to;
Mu Xi, following the swaying strands of hair, let her mind drift further away, solidifying those elusive thoughts a little more firmly.

…

When Nan Xi began to cry, Mu Xi was utterly bewildered and at a loss.

There had been far too many interruptions today.

Still, she had no choice but to gently hold her in her arms and softly comfort her, specifically by repeatedly apologizing, admitting that she might have been a bit too hasty, a bit inconsiderate, a bit too forceful.

But Nan Xi shook her head through her tears: “No.”

So, Mu Xi switched tactics and began apologizing for past mistakes like pushing her toward someone else, ignoring her…

Yet Nan Xi still said, “No.”

For the first time, Mu Xi realized she had made so many mistakes in the course of her work. By the end of her apologies, she was even reflecting on whether the depth of her bows had been consistent, whether her appearance had been untidy in any way, or if her attitude toward different members of the Nan family had been biased…

Nan Xi cried even harder: “No.”

“Then… why is Nan Xi crying now?” Mu Xi finally couldn’t hold back and asked her softly.

Nan Xi clung tightly to Mu Xi’s waist, burying her face in the crook of her neck. “Because I’m too happy right now.”

“What…?”

Mu Xi froze.

Her tone… so full of joy and emotion, was definitely not meant to deceive. And the sentiment in her words reached Mu Xi more precisely and clearly than any pheromone, making Mu Xi feel…

Happy.

For a fleeting moment, Mu Xi thought, Wouldn’t it be fine just like this? Whether I’m someone’s substitute or we’re sneaking around, whether she admits she doesn’t like me or just sees me as a distraction…

Just like this would be enough.

Nan Xi’s body was still burning, but unlike the child earlier who had insisted on candy, she no longer demanded sweetness from Mu Xi.

Worried that Nan Xi might be enduring discomfort, and seeing that she had fallen silent, Mu Xi thought to resume what had been interrupted.

But Nan Xi stopped her from probing further: “Don’t.”

Real or not?

Mu Xi didn’t know whether to be pleased or distressed.

Then Nan Xi added, shyly and hesitantly, “I want… I want to try helping you, too.”

“!”

Mu Xi understood what she meant. Her heart swelled with emotion, but she also worried that Nan Xi was just talking big and that she’d end up having to clean up the mess herself…

Full of doubt, Mu Xi watched as Nan Xi insisted she lie down, then blushed and drew closer.

Mu Xi kept her eyes fixed on her, intensely curious about what she would do.

Nan Xi hesitated, looking Mu Xi up and down without making a move. Mu Xi almost suspected she was about to give up until the next moment, when Nan Xi slowly lowered herself between her legs…

Mu Xi flinched and bolted upright on the bed, clutching herself as if she’d been violated, eyes wide with disbelief: “What are you trying to do?”

“Huh? Haven’t you done the same to me before?”

Nan Xi was puzzled. She didn’t understand why Mu Xi was reacting so strongly, especially since she hadn’t even touched her yet.

Mu Xi faltered, “That… that was because I, I…”

She couldn’t come up with a proper explanation.

Having the same thing done to her in reverse was so overwhelmingly embarrassing that Mu Xi felt utterly consumed by it. Perhaps it was like the saying that a slave who rises to power still can’t truly become a master, Mu Xi simply couldn’t handle this sudden, unexpected favor, especially since she had never experienced it before.

But this time, Nan Xi was unusually determined and insisted that Mu Xi lie back down.

“I just want to do something for you too. After all, you’ve always been the one taking care of me, whether in bed or not.” She used a mix of persuasion and pleading, resting her face pitifully on Mu Xi’s thigh. “If I can’t even do this little thing for you, I’ll be really sad.”

“…”

“Really, just a moment ago, you seemed so happy. You wouldn’t want to see me sad, would you?”

It seemed…

That was true.

Resigned, Mu Xi closed her eyes and slowly lay back down. “Alright, let’s give it a try…”

Once she had Mu Xi’s cooperation, the pitiful expression vanished from Nan Xi’s face. She leaned down and began kissing the flower she cherished most.

Nan Xi had no experience whatsoever, not even theoretical knowledge. She was driven purely by passion and a sudden burst of inspiration, mostly imitating the techniques she remembered from Mu Xi.

Though Nan Xi’s stamina was no match for Mu Xi’s, she stubbornly persisted, refusing to give up. Her only worry was that she hadn’t heard any feedback from Mu Xi, afraid that she might be doing something wrong and disappointing her. If that were the case, she would truly be heartbroken.

Just then, Mu Xi could no longer hold back the waves of pleasure crashing through her mind, letting out a soft, fragmented moan from between her lips.

“?” Nan Xi lifted her head, both surprised and delighted, watching as Mu Xi desperately covered her mouth. “Why are you covering your mouth?”

“…”

“My tongue is so tired.”

Nan Xi complained with a pout, then immediately turned serious again. “Do you remember what you told me? Why can’t you follow your own advice when it’s your turn?”

“…”

“Never mind, let’s continue.”