My Clingy Fiancée Is Forcing Me to Marry Her Again - Chapter 53.1

“Sister Li, aren’t you going to wash up together?!”

Li Fangge stopped her step, which had been poised to leave, and felt the urge to smile as she looked at Guan Xiaoyu’s little face, stunned from the surprise.

To wash together? That was certainly without question. But when she thought about the self-control of both herself and Guan Xiaoyu, she knew that neither was reliable.

Before Dr. Yang left, he had earnestly warned them: “Young people, don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you’ve injected a potent inhibitor. I have to say something unpleasant here: while pheromone conflicts have never caused death, going mad or wild because of them is common.”

Li Fangge and Guan Xiaoyu answered the doctor in unison, saying they knew and they wouldn’t.

Even if she wanted to do whatever she wanted regardless of the consequences, with her sanity still intact, Li Fangge had to warn herself not to mess around. “You want to wash up together that badly?”

Guan Xiaoyu nodded vigorously. “Didn’t we say we were going to be completely honest with each other?”

As she spoke, she grabbed Li Fangge’s forearm. “Sister Li, don’t leave!”

Don’t leave?!

The clear, affirmative tone instantly shattered Li Fangge’s wavering resolve.

She lowered her head slightly, her gaze falling on Guan Xiaoyu’s tensed knuckles. She had originally wanted to harden her heart and push her away, but she was not as resolute as she thought. “Wouldn’t it be better to save it for a little later?”

Guan Xiaoyu shook her head and replied without hesitation, “No.”

“Is that so—?”

After a brief pause, Li Fangge raised her left hand, pressing the pads of her index and middle fingers against Guan Xiaoyu’s cherry-red lips.

It began like a fleeting touch. As she looked at the other girl’s watery, innocent eyes, a sadistic sense of possessiveness rose in her heart. The pressure from her fingertips subconsciously increased, and Guan Xiaoyu’s lips, red as cherries and soft as flower petals, were instantly pressed to bulge on both sides, looking temptingly crimson.

She did not hear her own heart beating out of rhythm as expected; instead, Li Fangge felt a sense of bewilderment.

She allowed the hot blood beneath her skin to surge and clamor, yelling madly, egging her on to kiss her: Kiss me, kiss hard; possess, possess completely—

But apart from increasing the pressure from her index and middle fingertips, she was too bewildered to make any other move, like an outlaw who had reached the end of the road and dared not act rashly. She knew that one more step forward would mean utter destruction.

After a moment of silent eye contact, Li Fangge felt every second was an ordeal.

Suddenly, Guan Xiaoyu’s crimson lips parted slightly, and she bit Li Fangge’s fingertip without warning. The force was not great, falling somewhere between holding on to prevent Li Fangge from retreating and not causing her pain.

A moment later, her previously slightly misty eyes were brimming with obvious amusement, an obvious amusement that held the mischief of a successful prank.

Li Fangge instinctively tried to pull her hand back but failed.

How far could they go with this complete honesty tonight?

In truth, neither of them had any idea. However, compared to Li Fangge, who didn’t know how to proceed, Guan Xiaoyu seemed much more composed.

Li Fangge felt indignant. She had always seen herself as the dominant one, yet she never expected to be caught in a state of forced restraint and helpless caution due to her misgivings and fear of pain.

Looking at Guan Xiaoyu’s smiling, expectant, watery eyes, the uneasiness and apprehension in Li Fangge’s heart gradually disappeared. She let Guan Xiaoyu hold her arm and bite her finger, allowing that faint dampness to turn into a heart-stirring, restless electric current that traveled from her fingertip to her heart, again and again.

The moment Guan Xiaoyu’s tongue unexpectedly touched her finger, the originally faint current suddenly turned into high-voltage electricity, scalding her and making her instinctively pull her hand away again.

As if she had been prepared, Guan Xiaoyu’s teeth were quicker than her hand.

“Hiss!—” Being bitten hurt, and Li Fangge couldn’t help but cry out.

This only made the amusement in Guan Xiaoyu’s eyes deepen. Her brows curved into adorable crescents. In the light, she looked both sweetly ripe for picking and mischievously infuriating.

No matter how hard Li Fangge tried to pull away, Guan Xiaoyu refused to let go.

Only after confirming that Li Fangge’s finger had quieted down did Guan Xiaoyu’s bite loosen to a degree that would not hurt her.

Li Fangge’s face relaxed, and she stared at Guan Xiaoyu without blinking.

How close were they now? So close that if either one leaned forward slightly, they could press against the other without a gap.

Perhaps because of the boost from the potent inhibitor, or perhaps because she had waited for too long, Guan Xiaoyu was acting a little unrestrained.

Li Fangge also wanted this, but compared to Guan Xiaoyu, she was much more restrained and cautious.

So, she did not give in to her impulse to attack, but only pretended to resist and welcome at the same time. “If you do that, how can we be completely honest with each other?”

A muffled, humming sound came from Guan Xiaoyu’s throat.

Li Fangge easily discerned that she was saying, “Is Sister Li still going to leave?”

She did not answer, instead smiling and gently wiggling her finger, but she did not expect Guan Xiaoyu to let go.

Li Fangge’s finger immediately retreated from her teeth. As if to retaliate, her thumb moved over and, together with her index finger, suddenly pinched Guan Xiaoyu’s lower lip.

It was also as if she wanted to recover a little of the dignity she lost because of the question, “Is Sister Li still going to leave?” She pinched Guan Xiaoyu until she cried out in pain.

Yes, Li Fangge knew her hesitation had been seen through. Although she knew Guan Xiaoyu would never mock her for it,

She was still wounded by her own pride and by her inability to dominate the situation as she wished.

Therefore, she couldn’t help but bully her like this, not letting go even when Guan Xiaoyu cried out in pain.

Guan Xiaoyu’s cherry-red lips were distorted by the pinch. Li Fangge gently and slightly wickedly pulled her lower lip outward, then pushed it back. Her clean, straight teeth and pink gums were faintly visible. In the light, her inner lip shone with a transparent moisture, presented like tempting food, stimulating the viewer’s visual and sensory nerves, alluring them to quickly taste it.

“Sister never thought about leaving—”

Indeed, Li Fangge had never thought about walking away. She was just apprehensive, worrying that impatience would spoil the plan, which was why she had involuntarily retreated.

Compared to being honest tonight, she was greedier than expected and thought further ahead. She felt that she and Guan Xiaoyu should not be just a night of fleeting pleasure, nor should they only strive for bits of joy under restraint. They should be as free and unrestrained as all truly loving couples and should have a longer, more beautiful future.

Or, to be a little greedier, they should receive the recognition, and even the blessing, of the world.

Li Fangge knew that the world’s recognition and blessing were not important in themselves,

But she simply couldn’t help but want to give all of that to Guan Xiaoyu, because she believed she deserved it.

“Then—what is Sister Li waiting for?”

Guan Xiaoyu’s expression showed no shyness at all, not in the least like someone being intimate with the person she loved for the first time.

Both her tone and expression were open and honest, so open and honest that it was as if they were not about to have skin-to-skin contact but were preparing for a routine chore or work, something that couldn’t be more familiar or ordinary.

Usually, when people do something for the first time, they might be clumsy or awkward due to lack of experience, and even if they hide it well, a trace of unfamiliarity will be inadvertently revealed.

But Guan Xiaoyu showed none of that; she was too calm, too clear-headed.

Her only imperfection was that her voice was not clear because her lower lip was being held by Li Fangge.

Since the other person did not respond immediately, her upper lip came down and covered Li Fangge’s index finger.

Looking into Guan Xiaoyu’s black-and-white, overly bright eyes,

Li Fangge felt a surge of pressure. Yes, she saw the expectation in her bright eyes, an expectation that had been accumulating for too long and too deeply, making her feel that her own desires were superficial in comparison, causing her to be unable to make a move out of a guilty conscience.

For a moment, Li Fangge completely forgot that they were in the outer area of the bathroom, and she had brought Guan Xiaoyu there to clean up so they could be more intimate.

Unexpectedly, the course of events was always surprising—

The brief blank in her mind made her look somewhat bewildered.

It was not until Guan Xiaoyu’s slightly unclear words recalled her senses. Yes, what was she waiting for?

Li Fangge suddenly released Guan Xiaoyu’s lips, then lifted her chin, leaned down, and touched her lips as if in greeting.

The other’s lips were covered with a fragrance unintentionally stirred up by her fingers, an aroma that was either orange blossom or Epiphyllum, or a combination of both; it was very faint but impossible to ignore.

The familiar scent did not frighten her; instead, it made her involuntarily wrap her arms around Guan Xiaoyu’s lower back and pull her closer.

The small gap between them was immediately eliminated.

Just as Li Fangge was about to attempt a reckless invasion, Guan Xiaoyu suddenly drew back.

“That won’t do!”

Looking at Guan Xiaoyu, Li Fangge felt an urge to punch the wall.

The feelings of frustration provoked by being intensely seduced and then ruthlessly rejected, as well as the confusion over why Guan Xiaoyu was so inconsistent, immediately flooded her mind. She had always thought she had more self-control than Guan Xiaoyu, after all, Guan Xiaoyu was still in her heat cycle. Yet, she realized that due to the disparity in genetic level, her physical reaction was indeed at a disadvantage.

As long as Guan Xiaoyu released even a little sweetness, she was doomed.

Then came a deathly silence.

Li Fangge wanted to say something to alleviate the inevitable awkwardness after being rejected,

But looking at Guan Xiaoyu’s surprisingly calm expression and her desire-less eyes, she ultimately couldn’t utter a single word.

Under Guan Xiaoyu’s gaze, she felt like a poor, pathetic creature who knew nothing, could do nothing, and was incapable.

Did she really have no desire?