My Wife, So Fierce! - Chapter 45

Before long, the screen shook violently before freezing on a close-up of two pairs of lips pressed tightly together.

“……”

Zheng Yao’s scalp prickled instantly, and in her shock, she flung her phone away. It clattered noisily before slipping into the narrow gap between the kitchen counter and the wall.

Had she accidentally hit the volume button? Though the screen was now out of sight, the sounds from the video continued to play with crystal clarity—

The heavy breathing, the wet, smacking noises of entangled lips and tongues.

And even the sound of her own voice, panting and whimpering as she called out Shen Baiyi’s name.

“……”

Was that really her voice?

Did those sounds actually come from her?!

Zheng Yao’s face burned crimson. To her horror, the video kept playing, the obscenely intimate noises so vivid that she wished she could crawl into the wall gap herself.

It should be her hiding in there, not the phone!

But retrieving the device proved difficult. She fumbled around frantically, failing to fish it out no matter how hard she tried. Just as she rolled up her sleeves, determined to force it out by any means, someone pressed up against her from behind.

Zheng Yao froze.

“Let me help, Sister.”

Shen Baiyi’s warm breath fanned over her neck, making Zheng Yao’s scalp tighten further. Before she could react, Shen Baiyi had already crouched down, retrieved a clothes hanger, and deftly hooked the phone out.

The screen remained black, but the sounds persisted.

Zheng Yao snatched the phone and hastily deleted the video.

Finally, those damned noises stopped.

She exhaled in relief.

Shen Baiyi lowered her lashes, masking the disappointment in her eyes, and feigned curiosity instead. “What were you watching, Sister?”

At this, Zheng Yao’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Had Shen Baiyi forgotten what just happened? If so, did Zheng Yao really need to bring it up? Mentioning it would only make things awkward for both of them.

But if she stayed silent, wouldn’t she be the one suffering in silence?

Before she could decide, Shen Baiyi suddenly wrapped her arms around Zheng Yao’s, pressing close again. Her tone was almost coquettish. “Sister, my head hurts and my tongue hurts too.”

Then, tilting her head up, Shen Baiyi opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. “Can you check for me? My tongue really hurts—what’s wrong with it?”

Zheng Yao: “……”

Her heartbeat raced uncontrollably.

Before she could look away, Zheng Yao caught sight of the small cut on Shen Baiyi’s flushed, pink tongue.

Yes, she had bitten her.

But Shen Baiyi had absolutely deserved it.

Now, it seemed Shen Baiyi genuinely didn’t remember what had happened—if she had, she wouldn’t have dared to ask such a ridiculous question. Forced to swallow her grievances, Zheng Yao stiffened and pushed Shen Baiyi’s face away.

“I don’t know. Stay away from me.”

Shen Baiyi obediently let herself be pushed back, but the corners of her eyes crinkled with barely concealed amusement.

She had guessed right.

–

Having been forcefully kissed and then forced to prepare a hangover remedy for the perpetrator, Zheng Yao was seething with resentment.

But there was nothing she could do. Though Shen Baiyi was the instigator, between the two of them, Zheng Yao—as the sober and older one—bore the greater responsibility.

At this thought, she couldn’t help but sigh again.

After pouring the hangover soup into a bowl, she carried it out and called to Shen Baiyi, who was sprawled on the sofa. “Drink all of this.”

Her cooking skills were mediocre at best, but she had a peculiar talent for soups and broths.

Back when her father used to drink, she had always been the one to prepare his hangover remedy. Over time, her specialty became not instant noodles, but hangover soup.

“Thank you, sister.”

Shen Baiyi’s voice was slightly hoarse.

Holding the bowl, she took small sips, occasionally looking up at Zheng Yao with a smile. “It’s so good.”

Her innocent expression made Zheng Yao almost doubt herself. Was the person who had pinned her down and kissed her really this well-behaved Shen Baiyi in front of her?

“Sister, why are you looking at me like that?” As she spoke, Shen Baiyi touched her face, then, as if unintentionally, let her fingers linger on her lips.

Zheng Yao flinched as if burned and quickly averted her gaze.

She put on a stern face. “What were you thinking, drinking alcohol?”

Though she didn’t know how Shen Baiyi had sobered up so quickly, this matter needed to be taken seriously.

If she dared to force a kiss on her after just drinking, who knew what she might do next time she had alcohol?

This time, it was Zheng Yao someone willing to let it slide. But what if it were someone else?

That would be sexual harassment, and she could get arrested!

“I didn’t know it was alcohol,” Shen Baiyi said innocently. “Everyone was celebrating graduation, toasting with drinks. I didn’t realize someone poured me alcohol.”

After finishing the last sip, she looked up at her sister. “After drinking, I felt dizzy. I just took a short nap, and now I feel a little better.”

“…”

Zheng Yao remained silent, her expression unreadable.

She didn’t know it was alcohol, yet she drank it all? With such naivety, if she ever had to socialize for work, wouldn’t she be easily taken advantage of?

“No more alcohol from now on,” Zheng Yao lectured sternly. “Not a single drop, understand?”

“Understood.” Shen Baiyi nodded obediently.

Then, she raised her eyes, a glimmer of something unreadable in them. As if curious, she reached out and lightly pressed her fingers against Zheng Yao’s lips—swollen from her earlier kisses. “Sister, what happened here? They’re so red.”

Zheng Yao: !!!

The chair screeched sharply against the floor.

Zheng Yao stood up, stiff with anger. “Don’t touch me like that.”

Shen Baiyi: “Oh.”

She lowered her head dejectedly.

Zheng Yao didn’t dare look at her for too long, afraid she might soften again.

Instead, she headed to the kitchen, glanced at the vegetables in the fridge, then gave in to laziness and reached for instant noodles.

Cooking was too much trouble. A cup of instant noodles was much easier.

But just as she grabbed one, Shen Baiyi’s voice came from behind. “Sister, instant noodles aren’t good for you. There’s leftover rice from last night, I’ll make fried rice.”

Before Zheng Yao could refuse, Shen Baiyi added, “I didn’t eat much at lunch. I’m a little hungry too.”

Making one serving or two didn’t make much difference. Zheng Yao silently put the instant noodles back.

But she couldn’t help eyeing Shen Baiyi skeptically. “In your state, can you even make fried rice?”

She remembered when she brought Shen Baiyi home, the girl could barely stand straight.

“I can,” Shen Baiyi said, her smile widening. “Thank you for your concern, sister.”

Zheng Yao: “…”

She was concerned about the fried rice, not Shen Baiyi. Why did Shen Baiyi always interpret it as concern for her?

Zheng Yao felt the need to correct her. She said seriously, “I’m not concerned about you. I just don’t want you blowing up my kitchen.”

“I know, sister.” Shen Baiyi’s eyes curved into crescents. “You don’t have to explain.”

Zheng Yao: “…”

Shen Baiyi clearly didn’t seem to know at all.

But seeing Shen Baiyi happily going to make fried rice, she had no choice but to swallow her words.

Fine, whatever Shen Baiyi thought was her own business.

She settled back into the living room and had just leaned against the sofa when she suddenly remembered everything that had happened there earlier.

Her face instantly flushed red.

Getting up from the sofa, she suddenly realized what she should be doing right now.

Rinsing her mouth!

She needed to rinse her mouth immediately!

To get rid of the foreign sensation lingering inside!

Yes, even though it had been a while since she kissed Shen Baiyi, the strange feeling of something foreign invading her mouth still remained.

Soon, sounds came from the bathroom.

Shen Baiyi, busy in the kitchen, paused her movements, a smile appearing on her face.

So Sister only rinsed her mouth now.

Didn’t that mean her taste had lingered on Sister for a long time?

Just the thought of this made her mood uncontrollably brighten.

Of course, this good mood only lasted until Dr. Zhuang’s call came through.

It happened right as they were eating fried rice in the living room.

Listening to Sister chatting nonstop with the other person, Shen Baiyi lowered her eyes, sourness bubbling up uncontrollably.

How annoying, this Dr. Zhuang.

Sister had never talked to her for that long.

What right did this Dr. Zhuang have to monopolize Sister’s time? Just because she could treat Bub and Yaoyao?

But the pet hospital wasn’t hers alone.

The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. Glancing at Sister, she couldn’t help but put down her spoon, frowning. “My head hurts.”

Zheng Yao froze.

She looked up and saw Shen Baiyi’s pained expression, as if enduring extreme discomfort, and her face instantly changed. “A headache?”

Without another word to Zhuang Liulan, she quickly hung up and reached out to touch Shen Baiyi’s forehead. “Do you have a fever?”

Not sensing anything unusual but remembering the girl had suffered a head injury before, she immediately grew anxious. “Let’s go to the hospital for a scan.”

She turned to look for the car keys.

But as soon as she turned, her wrist was grabbed.

“Sister.” Shen Baiyi suppressed the joy of being cared for by Sister and softened her voice. “It’s probably just from drinking. I’ll be fine.”

After a pause, she glanced at the phone on the table. “Don’t worry about me, Sister. The pain will pass. You and Dr. Zhuang seemed like you weren’t done talking.”

Zheng Yao frowned. “What’s there to talk about?”

They could chat anytime, but right now, Shen Baiyi was more important.

“I’ll make you more honey water.” Then, still frowning, she scolded, “From now on, not a single drop of alcohol, understand?”

“Understood.”

Shen Baiyi lowered her head, hiding the emotions in her eyes.

–

The audacious act of pinning Sister down and kissing her seemed to have been brushed aside just like that.

After waiting all day, it wasn’t until she lay in bed at night that Shen Baiyi finally confirmed Sister had no intention of punishing her.

Her heart finally settled.

Excited, she rolled around on the bed a few times before pulling out her phone, secretly putting on headphones, and replaying the video of her kissing Sister over and over.

Even though the footage only lasted a few seconds, the remaining sounds were enough to make Shen Baiyi’s heart race and her face flush.

It was her and Sister.

Unable to resist, she lightly touched her tongue in the darkness, where a dull ache still lingered. Pressing down intensified the pain—but it only made her more excited.

Since her sister didn’t dislike her for it, did that mean her sister didn’t dislike kissing her either?

Images of Lin Weiwei and her girlfriend doing all sorts of things involuntarily surfaced in Shen Baiyi’s mind, her gaze flickering slightly.

She really wanted to do those things with her sister too.

If they did that often, surely the two of them would grow increasingly intimate, right?

Then she would truly belong to her sister.

Her sister wouldn’t think about making her leave anymore. Instead, their relationship would get better and better, with each becoming part of the other, never to be separated.

But today, her sister was already somewhat annoyed.

Shen Baiyi tried hard to restrain herself.

She couldn’t go too far, she had to take it step by step. Otherwise, if she pushed her sister too hard, she would be the one to suffer the consequences.

She had to take it slow, right?

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