My Wife, So Fierce! - Chapter 91

Zheng Yao looked over and saw a fellow freshman also wearing military training uniform. The girl looked somewhat familiar. After thinking for a moment, she raised her eyebrows: “Are you Shen Baiyi’s roommate?”

Du Xuanxuan nodded nervously: “Yes.”

Her gaze fell on the car. She recognized this brand – it was quite expensive. The girl’s clothing and appearance also suggested wealth, and she was so beautiful.

She couldn’t help asking: “Are you Shen Baiyi’s sister?”

Zheng Yao was about to nod when she suddenly remembered that Shen Baiyi didn’t like others calling her sister, so she swallowed her words.

“No.” As she spoke, she bent down and took out several bags of snacks from the car, offering them to her. “Want some snacks?”

“No, no need.” Du Xuanxuan shook her head, hesitating to speak. “Then you, you and her…”

“Du Xuanxuan.”

Shen Baiyi’s voice suddenly sounded.

Du Xuanxuan was startled. Already feeling guilty, she now became like a startled bird, her face turning pale.

She looked like someone with a guilty conscience.

Zheng Yao fell silent, her gaze turning to Shen Baiyi.

Shen Baiyi’s expression was calm, but this calmness seemed somewhat eerie, giving an unusually abnormal feeling.

“I just remembered I have something to do, I should go.”

Du Xuanxuan was clearly quite timid. The moment she saw Shen Baiyi, she panicked and ran away.

Zheng Yao watched her retreating figure for a few seconds until her view was suddenly blocked by Shen Baiyi. She lifted her gaze to look at Shen Baiyi.

“Don’t look at her.” Shen Baiyi’s voice was muffled.

Hearing this, Zheng Yao slightly raised her eyebrows: “She seems a bit strange. Do you not get along well?”

“No.” Shen Baiyi denied, pausing for a few seconds before adding, “She was my high school classmate. Maybe because she’s seen how much I’ve changed, she always wants to pry into my affairs.”

Hearing this, Zheng Yao’s brows slightly furrowed.

It wasn’t until they got in the car that she asked: “She wouldn’t be planning to do something bad, would she? Like posting about you in group chats, making malicious speculations?”

No wonder that person had been looking at her strangely earlier, constantly eyeing her car. As an imaginative writer, in a flash of inspiration, she gasped: “She wouldn’t think I’m some rich woman who’s keeping you, would she?”

And then spread rumors around campus to make classmates isolate Shen Baiyi?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

The next second, her hand was grasped by Shen Baiyi.

“What nonsense is sister thinking about? Your hands are cold.” Shen Baiyi said, looking at her face, her gaze steady as she comforted, “Sister, don’t worry. She can’t cause any trouble.”

“You should be careful.”

Zheng Yao still wasn’t entirely reassured. Even she hadn’t noticed that she was subconsciously rejecting Shen Baiyi’s past, including people Shen Baiyi had known before.

Her current life was ordinary and happy, and she didn’t want any changes that might disrupt it.

But she also hoped Shen Baiyi’s memories could be more complete, so she wouldn’t remember nothing in the future and be led around by others.

“Did she tell you about the past?” She composed herself. “Did you remember anything?”

Shen Baiyi remained silent for a moment, then chose to shake her head: “No.”

She rarely lied in front of her sister, her eyes darting around uncertainly, ultimately not daring to look at her sister.

She hastily changed the subject: “Sister, I’ve decided what I want to call you from now on.”

This piqued Zheng Yao’s interest, making her heartbeat quicken: “What do you want to call me?”

“Can I call you Yaobao?”

After saying this, Shen Baiyi’s face flushed red first.

Zheng Yao’s face instantly turned even redder, and she immediately withdrew her hand, her tone stiff: “No!”

Yaobao?!

Just the thought of it gave her goosebumps all over. It was too cheesy and cloying. Merely hearing it once made her feel embarrassed, and she couldn’t even imagine the scenario of Shen Baiyi calling her Yaobao every day.

Shen Baiyi hadn’t expected to be rejected and grew a bit anxious: “Why not? There’s no little cat named Yaobao, so sister isn’t competing with any other cat for the name.”

After saying this, she paused subtly, looking at her with a pitiful expression: “Didn’t sister also call me Little Bai Baobao before? If sister calls me baobao, can’t I call sister baobao too?”

Zheng Yao: “…”

So she had brought this upon herself had she given Shen Baiyi the inspiration for this nickname?

But even though she was in the wrong, she stood her ground firmly: “No.”

After some thought, she added: “Just call me sister. I like it when you call me sister.”

Shen Baiyi, who had initially looked utterly dejected, heard the latter part and her eyes flickered: “Really?”

“Of course,” Zheng Yao affirmed with a nod.

“Alright then,” Shen Baiyi sighed. If that was what her sister liked, what more could she say?

The two had lunch at a nearby restaurant before driving home.

“Sister, I signed up for a driving school,” Shen Baiyi suddenly mentioned on the way.

Zheng Yao nodded: “That’s good. Take advantage of your university years to get all the necessary licenses.”

Then she asked: “Are you going alone?”

Shen Baiyi knew she would ask this and curved her lips: “No, I’m going with Zhuang Yang.”

Zheng Yao felt relieved, but soon remembered the stories she often heard about driving instructors harassing students and grew concerned again:

“Be careful when you’re practicing driving. Don’t wear skirts or short pants, always wear long pants. If you feel the instructor is inappropriate, change immediately. And don’t practice driving late at night, understand?”

“Understood.”

At times like these, Shen Baiyi was always very obedient.

It wasn’t until they reached home that Shen Baiyi’s “disobedient” side emerged. The moment Zheng Yao closed the door and turned around, Shen Baiyi wrapped her arms around her waist and pressed her against the door.

“You!”

Before Zheng Yao could finish speaking, Shen Baiyi seized the opportunity to cover her lips forcefully.

It had been too long since they were last intimate, and every slight movement seemed magnified infinitely.

Her lips were pried open, their tongues entwined, their breaths mingling ambiguously.

The items in Zheng Yao’s hands fell to the floor as she responded just as fiercely, lifting her hands to support Shen Baiyi’s waist.

She loved the two dimples on Shen Baiyi’s lower back.

The moment her hands slid in and pressed there, Shen Baiyi let out a soft moan, losing all her earlier dominance.

She gently tried to evade: “Sister, I’m sweaty.”

She didn’t want to dirty her sister’s hands, but she also couldn’t bear to part just yet. In a low, tempting voice, she whispered: “Sister, shower with me, okay?”

As she spoke, she didn’t forget to lightly peck her lips.

Zheng Yao felt as if she were under some spell, her mind too muddled to think clearly. Before she could react, her mouth had already agreed: “Mmm…”

Without giving her time to process it, Shen Baiyi lifted her up.

Yes, lifted her up.

After military training, Shen Baiyi had truly changed a great deal. Her courage had grown, and while she’d always possessed brute strength, her physical power had now become astonishing.

The moment she was lifted into the air, Zheng Yao couldn’t help but let out a cry, flailing her legs in panic: “Put me down!”

Yet Shen Baiyi maintained a completely serious expression: “Hold onto me tight, sister, so you don’t fall.”

Zheng Yao: “…”

Fine, if she couldn’t resist, she might as well enjoy the feeling of being carried like a princess.

Shen Baiyi’s strength was truly remarkable carrying her like this, she could still walk swiftly and steadily, without showing the slightest difficulty, far surpassing many men by who knows how many times.

She remembered when they were taking graduation photos, someone had suggested that the boys carry the girls princess-style. Before she could even refuse, she saw those showy boys struggling for ages but still unable to lift the girls. Afraid of losing face, they played the blame game, complaining that the girls ate too much and were as fat as pigs.

Yet that girl clearly didn’t even look like she weighed ninety pounds.

So the princess carry idea was abandoned.

As she was lost in thought, Shen Baiyi had already set her down. With both feet on the ground, she looked up at Shen Baiyi, who had already started taking off her clothes.

“…”

In the blink of an eye, Shen Baiyi’s top was tossed into the laundry basket. The bra she was wearing was one Zheng Yao had bought for her before, but it seemed a bit tight now, the white flesh squeezed inside looked pitiful.

And Shen Baiyi, why hadn’t she said anything about her clothes being too small? Or she could have bought some herself?

It wasn’t as if Zheng Yao hadn’t given her money.

Just as she was thinking this, she saw the too-small fabric also thrown into the laundry basket.

The pitifully squeezed white was finally released, with a glaring red mark left around it from being constricted.

It was a startling sight.

Her gaze was too palpable; Shen Baiyi, who had been about to take off her pants, paused and looked down at her chest, then at her sister:

“What’s wrong, sister?”

Zheng Yao snapped back to reality, her face instantly flushing bright red. She quickly turned and headed out: “You wash up by yourself, I’ll first.”

Before she could finish, Shen Baiyi embraced her from behind.

Shen Baiyi’s scorching body heat transmitted through the thin layer of fabric, making Zheng Yao’s heart thunder in her chest.

“Don’t go, sister.”

Her voice was calm, but Zheng Yao could sense Shen Baiyi’s true state from the heavy, pounding heartbeat against her back far from the composure in her tone.

Shen Baiyi was nervous too.

Realizing this, Zheng Yao’s own tension eased, and a playful urge to tease her arose.

Still held in Shen Baiyi’s embrace, she turned around, deliberately avoiding looking at Shen Baiyi’s exposed body and focusing only on her face: “Xiao Bai, do you know what you’re doing?”

As she spoke, her hand slid downward.

Finally stopping at the most prominent curve behind her, she grasped the fullness, gave it a squeeze, then pressed the person closer against herself, deliberately trying to scare her:

“Not leaving? So I can stay and bully you?”

She could clearly feel Shen Baiyi’s breathing grow heavier. Zheng Yao felt a little smug and somewhat amused by her own earlier timidity.

Shen Baiyi was just putting on a brave front. She was older, how could she be more timid than her?

Sensing the slight tremble in the person in her arms, Zheng Yao was about to step back to let her wash up in peace when she suddenly felt the fabric at her waist being gripped tightly.

Her movements paused. She lowered her head, her gaze fixed on Shen Baiyi’s hand clutching her clothes for a few seconds, then slowly lifted it to look at Shen Baiyi’s face.

That beautiful face showed no trace of fear, only excitement and anticipation: “Is Sister going to bully me?”

Zheng Yao: “…”

So, she wasn’t trembling out of fear just now, but out of excitement?

After a few seconds of silence, she slapped her hand over Shen Baiyi’s face, pushed her away with a blank expression, and said, “Go take your bath.”

The next moment, a damp warmth brushed against her palm.

Zheng Yao’s eyelashes trembled violently. She glared at her, but Shen Baiyi wasn’t afraid. In fact, she seemed to see through her bluster and not only didn’t retreat but grabbed her with both hands, pulling her closer.

“Didn’t you promise to stay with me, Sister?”

Just as Zheng Yao was about to speak, Shen Baiyi leaned in like a seductive spirit, her lips quickly covering hers, silencing every word.

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