Joining A Dating Show With Five Exes - Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Your Little Auntie Didn’t Cry, So Why Are You?

Cheng Shiyuan seemed to have envisioned the scene of this sunflower seed being planted in the soil, taking root, and growing strong.

When she came back to her senses, she had already happily agreed to Wang Shu’s request:

“We’ll go back and plant it together.”

This answer.

Allowed the seed that had been planted in Wang Shu’s heart for a long time, desperately waiting to grow, to finally receive approval. It couldn’t wait to break through the soil, stretch its branches and leaves, and grow bathed in love.

Acquired Wang Shu Affection Value: 1

As expected.

What a lovely child.

Cheng Shiyuan narrowed her eyes, sensing Wang Shu’s breath hitching nervously. She tentatively moved closer to her.

Her lips hesitated, just about to touch her when—

“Click.”

The baking teacher pushed open the door with an apologetic expression: “Sorry I’m late…”

Without finishing her sentence, she awkwardly raised a hand to block her face, and turned to leave again: “Sorry, I’m early.”

Seeing the hidden frustration and vexation in Wang Shu’s eyes, Cheng Shiyuan, who had been leaning in her arms the whole time, finally couldn’t help but laugh. She stood up to save the seemingly more embarrassed teacher, and invited her in.

At first, the baking teacher didn’t know where to look. She just kept her head down and cracked eggs.

Cheng Shiyuan thoughtfully asked her various questions about whipping cream, which gradually helped the teacher relax.

—No, it was still very difficult to relax.

The baking teacher felt a wave of despair even greater than what she felt when she saw a “kitchen killer.”

Being watched so intently by a beautiful celebrity like Cheng Shiyuan, whom she didn’t dare to look at, was one thing.

But she could also feel that every time, basically every time, Cheng Shiyuan handed her something, the silent, foreign beauty next to her would stare intently with those exceptionally cold eyes at any unintentional contact between their limbs.

The baking teacher’s mind wandered, thinking, if her hand was burned through by that ray, would it be considered a workplace injury?

Cheng Shiyuan spoke up with a hint of hesitation: “Teacher, do I not need to wear gloves to take the bread base?”

No need, haha. How can the oven be as hot as the gaze of the beauty next to you?

Realizing that Cheng Shiyuan’s attention was truly on making the cake, and that she hadn’t received any more of her attention, Wang Shu finally couldn’t help but speak:

“Cheng Cheng has already done most of it. Why don’t I take over the rest? I’ve actually worked at a cake shop before, so I know how to do all this. Let’s not waste any more of the teacher’s time, okay?”

Cheng Shiyuan didn’t mind.

After the baking teacher finished confirming the process for their cake with Wang Shu and lowered her head to pack her things to leave.

She looked at Wang Shu’s bandaged hand, whose injury looked completely unchanged, and asked with a bit of confusion:

“Are you… sure you can do it?”

Thinking of the special medicine that Xia Ziran had brought that morning, she asked a bit unnaturally: “Did you not use the medicine your Little Auntie bought you?”

She definitely didn’t want to use it.

Wang Shu wished the injury would last a little longer so it could attract more of Cheng Shiyuan’s attention.

And earn her the most compassion and heartache from her beloved.

Her tall figure happened to completely block the teacher who was packing up her things. She was satisfied to see that those peach blossom eyes only had her in them: “I forgot.”

She pouted naturally: “When we go back tonight, if Cheng Cheng has time, can you help me?”

Her sexy and deep eyes lowered. Her voice was much softer: “I tried to do it myself last night, but it seems I didn’t do a very good job.”

Cheng Shiyuan had infinite patience for a child who would obediently give her affection without her having to work hard:

“Okay.”

She even added another sentence: “It must be difficult for you to shower like that, right? You can come find me before you wash up tonight. I’ll help you wrap the wound with plastic wrap.”

Wang Shu’s eyes subtly shifted.

It was as if she could already smell the water vapor mixed with shower gel filling the narrow bathroom space, seeing the beads of water on the tiles tremble and slide down in large, ambiguous drops.

And the person helping her bandage the wound would somehow have their clothes drenched.

The translucent fabric would cling to her skin’s curves. Snowy white, cherry pink, raised, and sunken areas—all the beautiful sights would be hers to behold with just a simple look down.

Wang Shu’s throat inexplicably tightened.

Her voice also became two shades hoarser: “Okay.”

The butter knife in her hand, because of her distraction, became uneven, spreading the cream messily over the bread base. She didn’t even know who she wanted to smear this cream on.

Until the tip of her nose suddenly felt cold.

The sweet smell became more intense. Wang Shu looked up dazedly.

Cheng Shiyuan’s fingers were still covered in cream. She looked at her with a wry smile: “What are you spacing out for? You’ve put so much cream on. It’s going to be too sweet for us later. Hurry and scrape some off.”

“Oh…”

Wang Shu reflexively followed her instructions and made adjustments.

But the butter knife in her hand just hung in the air. Faster than her hand movements was her extended tongue.

Like a dog’s wet nose, her tongue curled, obediently licking away most of the cream she had gotten on her nose.

Now it was Cheng Shiyuan’s turn to be stunned.

She rarely saw people whose tongues could touch their noses. She didn’t expect this child, besides having long arms and legs, to also have such a gifted tongue.

Inexplicably—

Her fingertips recalled the soft and moist feeling she had touched when she retrieved that teardrop pendant last time.

The impactful image of the scarlet tongue and the clear, icy crystal once again flashed in her mind.

Cheng Shiyuan unconsciously rubbed her fingers, as if she could wipe off the water marks. She nonchalantly lowered her head, putting the excess cream into a bag for Wang Shu to use to pipe the cake’s borders later.

However, just as she started working seriously, a smear of sweet, creamy white suddenly appeared on the side of her cheek.

The distracting person had already left.

Wang Shu could now shamelessly show a harmless expression, innocently answering: “Cheng Cheng likes to put cream on her skin so much. Is it because it makes things hotter and taste better?”

…What does ‘hotter and taste better’ mean?

Cheng Shiyuan’s mind instinctively associated this sentence with some kind of cake and cream play.

But she was determined not to corrupt the child and forcefully discarded the images in her mind.

She took it as Wang Shu’s Chinese not being very good, which was why she would ask such an ambiguous and suggestive question with a serious face.

“Because when I had birthdays as a child, I always liked to invite a lot of friends for a party. Everyone was very playful. Before we ate the cake, we loved chasing and playing, smearing cream on each other. It’s so hard for me to get rid of this bad habit now.”

She looked to the side, seeing the smear of cream on her cheek in the glass reflection.

She wasn’t in a hurry to wipe it off. She just confirmed with Wang Shu: “You’re not allowed to learn this bad habit, okay?”

Wang Shu didn’t say a word this time.

Her mind was full of a cream-covered Cheng Shiyuan.

She wanted to spread the slightly cool, cloud-like cream all over Cheng Shiyuan’s body, then lick it off bit by bit.

Especially in a certain area that looked like a cherry fruit. When her tongue passed over it, she might mistake the shape.

She would instinctively close her teeth, treating it as a sweet fruit to be picked, and bite it gently.

There were also some very, very suitable places to be filled with cream. Maybe she could squeeze the entire bag of cream she was holding into them without hesitation, just to see how much they could hold.

Wang Shu’s pupils widened slightly. She felt the hair on her skin underneath her clothes stand on end from excitement.

But her voice became even more docile: “It’s not a bad habit. It’s very lively. I will try my best to follow the local customs.”

And so, when the beautiful, artistic golden cake was completed—

Cheng Shiyuan was pressed into a hug by Wang Shu’s extended arms. When the excess cream was smeared on her forehead, nose bridge, and neck, she was still in a daze, unable to react.

It seemed difficult for her to accept that she had been violated like this.

Wang Shu licked her lips with a smile, contentedly leaning closer: “Is this how I’m supposed to smear it, Cheng Cheng?”

Cheng Shiyuan beckoned her with a finger: “No.”

As Wang Shu leaned in like an eager student, Cheng Shiyuan suddenly cupped her face and mercilessly rubbed the cream from her own face onto hers.

Only after smearing that doll-like face all over did she release her hands happily:

“It’s like this.”

Then she quickly escaped from the teddy bear’s hold and grabbed a clean towel she had prepared earlier to wipe her face: “Okay, I declare the game over! No more wasting cream, okay? It’ll have a bad effect on the show if we waste food.”

Wang Shu obediently lowered her eyes.

She was clearly a dog who was still eager to play the frisbee game, wagging its tail and wanting to continue. But her owner had said the game was over, so she could only suppress all her impulses and stop in place.

She didn’t even care about her messy and terrible appearance. While Cheng Shiyuan was easily wiping away the mess, she was seriously placing the cake they had made together into a beautiful cake box.

And tied it with a perfect ribbon.

Cheng Shiyuan, who was more used to dealing with malicious intentions and interacting with others through pranks, felt an uncharacteristic discomfort at the sight of the child’s sensible and restrained behavior.

On the way back, she couldn’t help but ask Wang Shu if she wanted her to wipe her face.

Wang Shu shook her head, her pale eyes looking at her naturally: “I’m going back to shower later. It’ll all be washed off then.”

Cheng Shiyuan remembered what she had promised earlier and naturally followed her into another house.

And.

She walked into the bathroom with her without any precaution.

It was only when she heard a “click,” the sound of the bathroom door locking.

And saw the tall figure approaching her in the narrow space, that Cheng Shiyuan’s heart skipped a beat.

She playfully raised an eyebrow.

But Wang Shu seemed to instinctively know the pressure her tall figure was exerting on her. A second before she became alert, she bent her knees, leaned over, and presented her face to her.

The cream on her eyelashes had already solidified into a powdery white.

“Sorry, I think I can’t see clearly anymore. Can Cheng Cheng help me wipe it first?”

Cheng Shiyuan slowly exhaled.

She took out a disposable face towel, wet it with warm water, and little by little, wiped away the traces on her face. She couldn’t help but laugh at her: “I told you to wipe it back at the shop, but you refused. See? It’s harder to wipe now, isn’t it?”

The solidified sweet scent once again melted and filled the bathroom.

Wang Shu’s face was still dirty, and her eyes were squeezed shut. She heard the older woman’s teasing and pursed her lips. She suddenly, aggrievedly, buried her wet face in Cheng Shiyuan’s chest and rubbed herself messily against her.

“I was afraid the cake wouldn’t be fresh if it was left at room temperature for too long, so I rushed back to put it in the fridge.”

“It was Cheng Cheng who got my face dirty, but now you’re blaming me for it being hard to wipe.”

She was like a well-behaved dog who had been patient to the extreme, but didn’t receive praise, and was now sulking and splashing water around.

Cheng Shiyuan looked down at the wet, cream-covered marks she had rubbed on the neckline of her clothes.

Because she was wearing a low-cut, strapless dress, she wasn’t wearing a bra as usual, but thin nipple covers.

When Wang Shu rubbed her like this, a few strands of hair brushed against her soft, delicate skin, making her itch and shrink back.

She had no choice but to push the dog’s forehead away: “Okay, I don’t blame you. Be a good girl. I’ll help you clean up.”

Wang Shu’s eyes reflected the half-exposed snowy whiteness below her neck. A storm seemed to be brewing in her light-colored eyes as she constantly swallowed.

She warned herself:

Be patient.

Wait a little longer. Be good like you were before. You have to wait until Cheng Cheng completely lets her guard down.

Otherwise, you’ll never get to taste the better meal.

But her facial skin still felt the wonderful sensation of rubbing against those two soft, milk mochi-like mounds.

Her breathing slowly became hotter.

Even the towel soaked in warm water felt cool on her face, making her shiver.

Cheng Shiyuan couldn’t help but stop her hands, looking at her clean, smooth face: “Is the water still too cold? Do you want me to change it to hot water?”

She waited for a long time, but didn’t hear a sound.

Wang Shu had no idea what she was doing. Her mind was chanting ‘be patient,’ but her eyes were fixed on a tiny, peculiar mark on Cheng Shiyuan’s left chest.

It was cream from her hair that had gotten on her while she was rubbing herself.

She stared blankly at that one trace of cream, dried on Cheng Shiyuan’s skin.

By the time she realized what she was doing, her desire had already driven her body forward. She instinctively used the rough surface of her tongue to scrape off that trace.

“Hmm!”

Cheng Shiyuan was caught off guard, a hum squeezing out from her throat. Her body was drained of strength in an instant.

But her waist was quickly held steady by a pair of hands. When she looked down, she could only see Wang Shu’s even more urgent and forceful lick. She seemed to want to thoroughly clean the mark off.

After doing so, her pale eyes looked up from below, helpless:

“Cheng Cheng said not to waste food just now.”

She licked her lips, answering as if she was savoring the taste: “Was it sweet?”

Wang Shu’s answer—

Was a plop.

The little dog had not only used her tongue forcefully to lick away the tiny bit of cream, but the area she had scraped was also wide. As a result, the fabric of Cheng Shiyuan’s dress on her chest was soaked and flipped outward.

The nipple cover on her left side became loose and fell onto the cold tile floor.

A cold breeze blew through the bathroom from somewhere, making Cheng Shiyuan shiver unconsciously, causing her soft flesh to tremble lightly.

The most seductive red and white colors, without any warning, rushed into Wang Shu’s eyes!

The fabric on one side of her chest was still firm and neat, but the other side was so brazenly exposed. The thread of rationality that the young woman had suppressed to the extreme snapped in an instant.

Her agile tongue could no longer utter a single, decent excuse.

She finally revealed her true intentions, directly opening her mouth to meet the beautiful sight that was presented to her without reservation.

Cheng Shiyuan took a short, heavy breath.

Because of this sudden assault, the words she wanted to say were now stuck deep in her throat.

The wet towel in her hand had long since gone cold. It had fallen to the floor at some point. Her open fingers were helplessly buried in the other’s long hair. She seemed to want to stop and push her away, but in the end, she tightened her grip, as if provoked.

It looked as though she was actively inviting Wang Shu to taste her more deeply.

The showerhead in the bathroom, at some point, was touched and turned on.

The sound of rushing water, splattering and splashing, covered up all other movements.

The master bedroom’s most spacious bathroom had a long, one-piece marble sink. It could usually accommodate several celebrities getting ready at the same time, and a person could lie down on it with room to spare.

Cheng Shiyuan had the intention of stopping this lawless child, but every time she tried to speak, she was afraid a sound would escape from her throat.

When she raised her hand to push her, she hit Wang Shu’s hand, which had not yet been treated with medicine.

Even if she was slow, she knew that this child was doing it on purpose!

—How did Xia Ziran raise such a child who’s more cunning and better at pretending than her?

Just as she was thinking this.

The raised, bent knees that were perfectly cradled on the other’s shoulders suddenly tensed, her toes pointing straight.

The muscles in her calves tightened to the point of almost spasming.

Cheng Shiyuan’s pupils dilated. Her waist tilted forward involuntarily. The sounds that escaped her throat were a series of fragmented notes, like a broken string, instinctively suppressed to the extreme.

So cute.

So cute, so cute, so cute.

Wang Shu could see all her reactions with just one glance up.

Her tongue greedily licked the corners of her lips, where some fluid hadn’t been caught.

A sweet taste, a bit lighter than seawater, but mixed with the scent of cream.

When her rationality slightly returned, she realized that this time, she could no longer find any excuse to get away with it like last time.

But the person she had yearned for day and night was lying beneath her. Frustration was such a mood killer, so she could only use every method she could think of to make Cheng Shiyuan feel comfortable.

If… if she could make her comfortable and happy, Cheng Cheng should forgive her impulsive behavior, right?

She thought this, becoming more serious. She worked so hard that the base of her tongue ached and tingled, but she was focused, giving her the best service she could.

Her palm soothingly massaged from the inner thigh all the way to her calves, worried that Cheng Shiyuan’s body was too tense and might cramp.

Her tongue at first was only like it was licking cream from a cake. Until she heard the voice from above become even more enchanting and charming.

It was full of desire, as if it was not enough.

Wang Shu hesitated for a moment.

She tentatively wanted to taste the fresher, warmer little cake.

“Hmmph—”

The drawn-out, hoarse, and unbearable lingering sound scratched at her ear.

Wang Shu only felt the weight on her shoulders spring up like a fish.

…She hadn’t even started anything yet.

Moisture sprinkled on her nose and the corners of her eyes, making her instinctively and dazedly blink.

In Cheng Shiyuan’s red, teary, and accusing gaze, which seemed to suggest she had been made to cry, Wang Shu looked at her helplessly.

“I’m sorry…” she apologized reflexively under her accusatory gaze.

But after saying it, Wang Shu herself didn’t know what she had done wrong.

Clearly, Cheng Cheng was too sensitive.

The sensitive area was also shallow. Let alone her tongue, if it were her finger.

Just two segments deep, it could easily touch and be massaged at will.

She had only explored a little bit inside. Wang Shu had already reflexively avoided it, but now, water was still slowly dripping from the bridge of her nose.

The moisture gathered at the tip of her nose, about to drop.

She tilted her head, and still chose to roll the mark on her nose away with her tongue, even licking the marks on her lips clean.

Then she apologized to Cheng Shiyuan again, obediently: “I’m sorry…”

The extremely sensual scene violently assaulted Cheng Shiyuan’s mind.

For a moment, she even forgot why she had lost her mind today and followed Wang Shu into the bathroom, such a suggestive place.

And then, everything that should and shouldn’t have been eaten was fed to the child.

She must have been crazy.

Her chest rose and fell continuously as she tried to regain her composure—

But her appearance of trying to break free from the control of her sensitive body made Wang Shu panic, reminding her of many people who acted on impulse and had intercourse without thinking.

Afterward, they would light a cigarette and carefully consider how to stop this out-of-control absurdity.

She admitted that she was the one who first broke the unspoken understanding and rules, that her lack of self-control had turned the situation into this…

But she did not want to lose the progress she had so painstakingly made!

Her heart pounded from panic. Thinking of the terrifying future of being pushed away by Cheng Shiyuan and ordered never to come near her again, Wang Shu felt as though all the blood in her body was freezing.

She lowered her head again as if atoning for her sins, ignoring everything and wanting to pull Cheng Shiyuan back into the sea of desire.

“You… hmm!”

Bad child! Bad dog!

“I don’t… Stop! Don’t… Hmmph…”

Cheng Shiyuan tried to stop her intermittently. Her body couldn’t stand the repeated heating up and cooling down, the feeling of being forced to reach a peak.

Whether it was from too much sweat or the hot, humid water vapor condensing on her crystalline skin, Cheng Shiyuan felt like she was about to melt into a puddle of water.

She was almost at the edge of no longer being able to suppress her voice.

When she heard a plop and something hit the cold marble sink, her mind was on the verge of a daze. She thought she was going to be embarrassed, losing her composure under the unreasonable tongue skills of a strong, young woman.

Until she felt a cool sensation, a drop of water, fall on her lower abdomen and the base of her thigh.

Cheng Shiyuan looked down and saw that beautiful, exotic face was covered in tears.

Her light, glass-like eyes that she was always so fond of, were misty.

Her already muddled mind was now even more bewildered by this beautiful sight.

For a short 0.5 seconds.

Cheng Shiyuan wondered if she had actually forced Wang Shu.

Then she almost laughed in anger.

She was the one who was being tasted like a cake for a long time. She was also the one whose body had been forced to remember the length of the other’s tongue. So why was Wang Shu the one with the wronged, bullied expression?

She gritted her teeth, a rare occurrence: “Why are you crying?”

Hearing her question, Wang Shu didn’t even dare to shed another tear.

She stood up and hugged her, burying her head in Cheng Shiyuan’s shoulder, like a child who knew she had done something wrong and preemptively hugged the adult’s waist to avoid punishment.

“It’s all… all my fault… I couldn’t control myself. I forced you… Wuuu… I’m sorry…”

“I was too much. Don’t leave me… Cheng Cheng, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have, I shouldn’t have done this…”

The more she acted out, the more she realized just how much she had messed up this date. Wang Shu’s heart constricted.

She even feared that she might be kicked off the show on the spot and never see Cheng Shiyuan again.

She grabbed Cheng Shiyuan’s hand and placed it on her own cheek: “Hit me, Cheng Cheng. Punish me, okay?!”

The pretty, doll-like cute little sister tearfully made this request.

If it were Xia Ziran instead—

Cheng Shiyuan would have slapped her without hesitation.

But…

It just so happened to be Wang Shu, who had never done her wrong.

In fact, because of this confusing situation, she felt like she now somehow owed Xia Ziran.

Her fingers stretched, and in the end, she only helplessly pushed away that uniquely charming face. She covered her own face with the back of her hand, as if she needed a moment to herself.

This action undoubtedly confirmed Wang Shu’s greatest fear.

“Don’t… don’t… don’t ignore me… I was wrong, I was wrong, it was my fault…”

Her heart felt as if it was being repeatedly squeezed.

Wang Shu’s apology became incoherent. Her eyes were filled with the panic of losing her, and her embrace tightened unconsciously.

She didn’t want to lose Cheng Shiyuan—

If that was the future, a future without this person for the rest of her life, what good would her life be?!

[Acquired Wang Shu Affection Value: 3]

Cheng Shiyuan felt as if she was being kneaded into her body. She couldn’t comprehend the three generous points of affection. She couldn’t help but pat the head of this wailing little dog.

“Be quiet.”

She got to taste a meal Xia Ziran couldn’t even have. What was there to cry about?!

Perhaps because the hug was still too tight, she couldn’t help but mumble this out, finally ordering her to let go.

Wang Shu released her grip blankly.

The words “Your Little Auntie didn’t cry, so why are you?” echoed in her ears.

With great difficulty, she began to think about the relationship between this and Xia Ziran.

But she didn’t know if it was because her emotions had gone through such a roller coaster, jumping between passion and terrible sadness. After thinking for a long time, she could only come up with one answer: “Cheng Cheng… are you going to choose my Little Auntie?”

Does Cheng Cheng think that if this happened with her, Little Auntie would be so sad she would cry? Does that mean Cheng Cheng likes Little Auntie so much she doesn’t want her to cry? So… is Little Auntie the one who wins in the end?

Perhaps because she had already self-flagellatingly rehearsed the worst-case scenario a thousand times in her mind.

Now, Wang Shu miraculously felt her hostility towards these old seniors lessen a bit.

There was even a moment.

She bizarrely thought that if her Little Auntie won, it might not be all bad for her… right?

Her heart was still aching, but it was much better than the sharp, tearing pain from before.

Wang Shu reflexively put on her well-behaved, obedient mask again.

Amidst the unbearable jealousy that felt like it was bubbling sourly in her heart, she pretended to be magnanimous and answered:

“It’s, it’s okay.”

“I… I can learn. Although I don’t have experience being a lover for someone else, I’m very smart. As long as Cheng Cheng gives me a chance, I’ll do my best.”

Cheng Shiyuan, who was still trying to figure out the three points of affection: “…What?”

What chance? What lover?

She suspected she was hearing things.

Wang Shu took a deep breath in her arms, as if that could comfort her. As long as she could constantly absorb the warmth of this body, no matter what price she had to pay or what unbearable things she had to do, she would be willing.

After a long time.

With great difficulty, she managed to raise her head slightly, looking into Cheng Shiyuan’s emotional and charming peach blossom eyes.

With the sourness at the base of her tongue, she tried her best to hold back her tears and answered in a very low voice:

“Being a secret, underground lover is also fine.”

“As long as Cheng Cheng can stay by my side, whether I’m lucky enough to be your lover or I can only be a mistress no one can see… I’m willing.”

“I’m willing to do anything. So please don’t ignore me, and don’t make me leave, okay?”