Married The Crybaby Childhood Crush First, Then Fell in Love - Chapter 26.1

Lin Wanqing was breathless from the kiss. In her sleep, she tried to push Yan Qiu away, but her hands were pinned and she couldn’t move.

“Wuu…” Lin Wanqing was kissed until tears welled up, her eyes misty as she looked at her.

“Sister Qiuqiu is back.”

Yan Qiu: “I’m back. I kept you waiting today.”

Yan Qiu held her on the sofa. From a distance, it looked as if the two of them were doing something more intimate in the middle of the night.

Seeing that she was awake, Yan Qiu restrained herself and let go, “Why didn’t you go to the bedroom to sleep?”

Lin Wanqing was still groggy. She hugged Yan Qiu’s waist tightly, like a clingy kitten, rubbing against her in her arms.

“I wanted to sleep on the sofa tonight.”

Lin Wanqing brought over the dishes that were still warm on the dining table. “I thought sister might not have a good appetite from socializing outside, so I made a few light dishes.”

Yan Qiu’s smile became softer, “Tiantian is so thoughtful.”

Lin Wanqing lowered her gaze, her eyelashes fluttering: “The housekeeper has gone to rest…”

Yan Qiu put a pearl meatball into her mouth. The rich savory flavor mixed with the refreshing water chestnut scent melted on her tongue.

Yan Qiu paused with her chopsticks, “So?”

Lin Wanqing didn’t dare to look at her: “I’ll leave before the housekeeper wakes up. I don’t think Sister Qiuqiu wants to squeeze into a small bed with me either.”

A flicker of displeasure crossed Yan Qiu’s eyes. The emotions that had just been soothed began to churn inside her.

Lin Wanqing immediately felt the air pressure drop.

Yan Qiu: “You can’t.”

Lin Wanqing touched her bitten lip. She yearned for Yan Qiu’s scent but also knew that there could be no real affection in a contractual marriage.

“I’ll help sister massage her legs and feet every day, but I just won’t sleep in the same bed at night.”

Yan Qiu put down her chopsticks: “The housekeeper will find out, and the two cooking aunties in the house will also find out.”

Yan Qiu placed her hand on the back of Lin Wanqing’s hand, massaging upwards, inch by inch, along her wrist.

Lin Wanqing was like a kitten lifted by the scruff of its neck, trembling with fear.

Yan Qiu’s tone was surprisingly gentle, masking the internal agitation.

“Tiantian is my wife. How can you sleep on the sofa? Won’t people say I’m bullying you?”

Lin Wanqing’s protest failed, and her whole demeanor drooped.

Yan Qiu gently coaxed: “Tiantian is very busy with your studies every day and needs to rest well at night, or else how can you concentrate in class during the day?”

Lin Wanqing thought that was true; she was extremely busy with upcoming final exams.

She was drawn into Yan Qiu’s words and hadn’t considered the option of moving out.

Yan Qiu wrapped the girl in her lap, resting her chin on the girl’s shoulder.

“Tiantian, did you forget that my legs and feet get cold at night? I can only sleep lightly for one or two hours each night. I wouldn’t be able to sleep from the cold without you here.”

Yan Qiu’s words were like the low whisper of a siren, luring the innocent princess from the ship into the deep sea.

The princess was tricked and fell into the abyss, her slender waist being firmly embraced.

“It’s getting late. Go to the bedroom and warm the bed for me, be good,” she tempted near her ear, “Okay?”

Lin Wanqing, a pure student from an ivory tower, had never experienced Yan Qiu’s calculated persuasion.

She muddled through stripping herself clean and climbing into Yan Qiu’s quilt, using her body temperature to warm the cold bedding.

Lin Wanqing buried her head in the quilt, which was filled with the scent of bitter orange blossom. “Sister Qiuqiu isn’t well and just wants to warm herself on me. I was too selfish.”

…

Lan Xiaoxiao: “Beware of being emotionally manipulated (PUA) in a relationship. True love is priceless, don’t be manipulated. May all Y University students enjoy a wonderful campus life.”

Lan Xiaoxiao shoved the public service poster into her bag. “Does anyone really get ‘KFC’ed’ these days?”

Something crossed Lin Wanqing’s mind, something she hadn’t grasped. She had slept very soundly in Yan Qiu’s bed.

“Is there a possibility that the person being CPU’d doesn’t know they are being CPU’d?”

Lan Xiaoxiao thought so too, and then they went to their professional class together. Passing the notice board, they saw an announcement for an upcoming fashion design competition for emerging designers.

Entering the classroom, Lin Wanqing found a seat and took out a pen and paper from her bag.

Lips easily crack in winter, so Lin Wanqing took a sip of hot water to moisten her dry lips.

“The corner of your lip is broken.”

Lin Wanqing touched the corner of her lip, wincing in pain.

Looking in a small mirror, the redness and swelling were quite obvious.

Lan Xiaoxiao suddenly discovered something significant. “Was it bitten by your… friend?”

Lin Wanqing’s face instantly turned red. Her eyes nervously and aimlessly looked at the blackboard, and her back straightened unconsciously.

It was last night when Yan Qiu held her in her lap, kissing and nibbling at her.

She told her to get more accustomed to intimate contact between two people, so as not to give away their secret in front of others.

This was normal practice content within the agreement.

Lin Wanqing’s mouth felt dry. “My lips were peeling, and I tore it.”

Lan Xiaoxiao was puzzled: “I thought our little cabbage was being gobbled up by some wild pig.”

Lin Wanqing: “…”

At the end of class, the teacher, who usually left right on time, delayed for a few minutes and called Lin Wanqing to the office alone.

“There’s a fashion design competition for emerging designers coming up, have you heard about it?” The teacher placed the registration form in front of Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing: “A competition?”

She had been either concocting perfume or being called away by Yan Qiu these past few days and wasn’t aware of the school’s activities.

Y University is a famous institution in the country, producing hundreds of excellent designers every year, but very few stand out in the fiercely competitive industry.

To raise one’s profile, participating in various competitions is very important.

Every honor serves as a credential for future pricing and visibility.

“You’re in your junior year, you should be considering internships,” the teacher pushed the registration form towards her and handed her a pen. “You have so much talent, it would be a shame to remain unknown.”

Lin Wanqing looked at the densely packed registration form, and the image of the elegant, black panther-like Yan Qiu flashed through her mind.

Every piece of clothing Yan Qiu wore was made by top designers in the industry. Lin Wanqing had a momentary fantasy: she wanted Yan Qiu to wear the clothes she made.

Like dressing up a Barbie doll when she was little.

Lin Wanqing signed the registration form. “Thank you, teacher.”

…

Yu Fei walked into the office: “Boss, you look especially refreshed today, just like…”

Yan Qiu put down the document: “What.”

Yu Fei’s mouth was faster than her brain, “Just like a fox spirit who has just sucked enough vital energy.”

Yan Qiu: “If you can’t speak properly, you can shut up.”

Yu Fei routinely lamented that she hadn’t been fired yet and that the boss was truly a good person.

“I went and got Lin Wanqing’s assignments for this semester,” Yu Fei placed the paper bag on Yan Qiu’s desk. “A silk shirt and a small handkerchief with Su embroidery.”

The white V-neck shirt had beautiful soft pleats. The mannequin’s build was similar to Yan Qiu’s. Every stitch was exquisitely done, and the collar had subtle embroidery.

It was scented with the gardenia fragrance Lin Wanqing used in her perfumery.

Yan Qiu placed the small handkerchief, embroidered with a rabbit hugging the moon, to her nose. The delicate handkerchief was soft and smooth in her hand.

The moon-white handkerchief wrapped around her fingers, like an intertwining of ten fingers.

Yan Qiu: “Thank you for your hard work. You’ll receive a bonus this month.”

Yu Fei was all smiles. “Boss, look, this shirt is almost the same size as you. Maybe Miss Lin made it based on your figure.”

Yan Qiu: “The shirt was made in October this year. I hadn’t even met Lin Wanqing then.”

Yu Fei: “Setting the facts aside, Miss Lin loves you very much.”

‘Setting the facts aside,’ indeed.

Yan Qiu was particularly receptive to this. “That’s true.”

As the chairwoman, Yan Qiu didn’t need to come to the company every day. She only needed to make strategic decisions for the company and meet important clients and suppliers.

She had a lot of free time.

Clicking open Lin Wanqing’s class schedule, Yan Qiu asked Yu Fei to arrange a car to pick Lin Wanqing up after class on the way, as she had a government meeting in the afternoon.

In the bleak winter weather, there was a rare hint of sunshine today, and the winter sweet blossoms beside the school were blooming.

Yan Qiu twirled Lin Wanqing’s small rabbit handkerchief in her hand. The small black soft cap on her head was also made by Lin Wanqing herself.

Her fingers stroked the fine embroidery threads, the delicate little rabbit sewn on by Lin Wanqing, stitch by stitch.

The black business car was parked at the corner near the main gate. From here, she could perfectly see every student entering and leaving the school gate.

Yu Fei exclaimed, “That’s her! That little freshman sister who is always pestering Miss Lin with declarations of love.”

The smile on Yan Qiu’s face immediately vanished. She lightly tapped her walking stick.

The little sister was indeed quite good-looking, soft, cute, and full of youthful vivacity.

Yu Fei observed her boss’s expression and righteously declared: “Coveting a married woman, how truly repulsive and unsightly.”

Yan Qiu: “…”

It wasn’t that bad.

But it was close.

Lin Wanqing walked out of the school gate holding the registration form. From afar, she spotted the black business car parked at the street corner, and she immediately hurried over.

“Senior!” the little sister suddenly shouted, “Senior, I wrote you a love letter. Do you like it?”

In the public square, the little sister mustered her courage and shouted at the top of her lungs, instantly drawing everyone’s attention to Lin Wanqing.

Public embarrassment.

Lin Wanqing stiffly turned her head. “I have no intention of dating. Please stop sending me things.”

The little sister: “You don’t have a partner, Senior. How will you know if we’re a good fit if you don’t try?”

Lin Wanqing saw Yan Qiu’s car parked there and knew she must be watching this scene.

Lin Wanqing steeled her heart: “I don’t like your type.”

A look of immense sadness crossed the little sister’s face.

“What kind of person do you like, Senior? I can change!”

Since the start of the semester, when she saw Lin Wanqing speak on stage from afar, she had fallen uncontrollably in love.

During military training, when she was about to faint from heatstroke, it was Lin Wanqing who handed her a bottle of mineral water.

Being so proactive, didn’t that mean Lin Wanqing liked her?

In the car.

Yu Fei was engrossed: “It’s a love triangle! The love rival is quite courageous.”

Yan Qiu coughed, signaling the secretary to calm down.

She clutched the handkerchief tightly.

She was an adult, and it was beneath her to fuss over a girl who had just reached adulthood.

Under the scrutiny of the crowd, Lin Wanqing’s pure little face was unusually firm. “I like people who are older than me!”

The little sister’s eyes trembled.

“I… I can become more mature.”