The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Fine just like that?

Yu Guiyao was a bit dumbfounded. Could a cramp really get better instantly?

But before she could ask, Fu Wenchen had already walked over to the wardrobe, picked out a shirt, and started changing. She looked like she was sulking a bit as she pulled off the soaked shirt, revealing her smooth, bare back.

Only then did Yu Guiyao notice that she had a tattoo on her back. Several pink gardenias were tattooed across her shoulder blades; the petals were tender and vivid, with emerald green stems trailing all the way down to her waist.

The flowers made her skin look snowy white—almost transparent under the light. Her thin shoulder blades looked as though they might sprout fairy wings at any second. With a “comic book” A4 waist, her silhouette looked like a painting, radiating a lethal attraction.

Yu Guiyao hadn’t dared to look closely while the woman was bathing, and she hadn’t lifted the shirt during the massage. Now that the image was right in front of her, she immediately looked away, her ears turning scarlet.

She really is beautiful, she thought. The woman’s skin seemed even more tender than the flowers themselves.

As she was lost in thought, Fu Wenchen turned and shot her a secret glare.

If you think my skin is tender, why didn’t you rub my legs just now? I acted so pitiful, and you were as immovable as a rock!

Fu Wenchen gritted her teeth. She pulled a bra out of the drawer and tried to put it on, but she couldn’t reach the hooks because it was too tight. Having no other choice, she called out: “Come here and help me~”

Yu Guiyao turned back and saw her struggling with the hooks. She couldn’t help but blush and say, “You should wear a sports style. Even if you hook this one, it’ll be too tight because… my cup size isn’t as big as yours…”

She walked over to help her pick a different one, but Fu Wenchen insisted on that specific one. “I don’t like sports bras. Can’t you just help me hook it?”

Yu Guiyao had to walk over. she pulled at the sides, but it was still too tight. Looking toward the front, she realized the woman hadn’t positioned herself properly inside.

“That’s not how you wear a bra. You have to place everything correctly on top of the underwire. You need to scoop everything in, otherwise, it’ll sag…”

She frowned, ignoring the heat in her cheeks. But Fu Wenchen acted as if she didn’t understand. Her peach-blossom eyes shimmered innocently as she whispered, “In the past, I just hooked it and it gathered automatically. Why would I need to do it manually…?”

Fine, I give up. We really are from two different worlds. Yu Guiyao’s cheap bras didn’t have automatic “gathering” power; you had to manually tuck everything into the cups.

Yu Guiyao frowned, unsure of where to start. She suggested, “How about I go buy the kind you usually wear?”

But Fu Wenchen replied: “If you can wear it, I can wear it. You just need to give me a little lift. We’re both women, what are you afraid of?”

Yu Guiyao: “!!!”

Wait, how am I supposed to ‘lift’?!

She was stunned. On one hand, she felt the Movie Queen was very “down to earth” for not minding cheap lingerie; on the other hand, she didn’t know how to help. Did she really have to scoop those two soft mounds into the cups for her?

At the thought, her face turned as red as a tomato.

Fu Wenchen’s lips curled slightly. She reached out and brushed a lock of hair away from the girl’s ear, laughing softly: “Are you shy again?”

In that instant, the woman’s fingertips lightly grazed her ear. Yu Guiyao looked at her, her throat bobbing as she swallowed. She forced herself to reply: “I’m not shy. It’s nothing…”

“Then help me?” Fu Wenchen followed up. Her eyes were like stars, incredibly beautiful, staring right at her.

Yu Guiyao nodded. The woman’s gaze looked so pure that she suddenly felt like she was making a big deal out of nothing.

Blushing, she reached out, almost half-circling the woman in her arms. She had her lean forward slightly, reaching around from behind. One hand held the cup in place while the other pressed against the soft curve.

“Watch closely. Do it yourself next time.”

Yu Guiyao’s hands were shaking. As she spoke, she let her palm slide down, guiding the curve forward and scooping it into the cup…

Fu Wenchen propped her hands against the wardrobe, her fingers gripping the edge tightly. She bit her lip, her body almost trembling. The gauze on Yu Guiyao’s palm and the calluses on her fingers scraped against her delicate skin. Everywhere she touched ignited a wave of numbness—it was scorching hot.

A flush gradually rose to her cheeks. Another surge of transparent fluid emerged, making the blue fabric even wetter.

After Yu Guiyao finished the left side, she moved to the right.

Fu Wenchen’s breathing grew ragged, her legs shaking. But before she could fully savor the feeling, the other woman finished and quickly hooked the back for her. The sensation was fleeting. Fu Wenchen frowned, her mind filled with desire. She wanted more—she wanted those hands to stay there, molding her into different shapes.

She looked down at herself. Her chest was now properly encased in the bra, looking impressively upright and perfectly shaped. Her milky-white skin seemed to have been rubbed pink by the other’s palms.

And this is all Yu Guiyao’s handiwork…

At the thought, her heart felt as sweet as honey. She looked at the girl, silently calling her a “blockhead” in her mind. Who could miss such obvious seduction? What ‘best friend’ helps their friend put on a bra?

As she looked over, she met Yu Guiyao’s gaze.

Yu Guiyao awkwardly rubbed her ear and asked, “Did you learn?”

“Mmm~” Fu Wenchen nodded. Her face was naturally “cold”—pale skin, cool features, and a thin, red “M-shaped” lip that was incredibly alluring. But when she smiled, she radiated a certain charm, her eyes shimmering in a way that made people lose themselves.

She smiled and asked, “Do you have wet wipes? I want some.”

“Oh, okay.” Yu Guiyao immediately went to get them. When she returned, she didn’t know what they were for until the woman prepared to take off her panties.

She quickly turned around, grabbed a T-shirt and jeans, and changed out of her wet pajamas. She thought to herself that the woman was very diligent about hygiene—cleaning up even after just being splashed with a little water. Makes sense, prevents infections…

Her ears were scarlet. She stood there waiting for the other to finish, using her foot to kick the trash can over so the woman could throw away the used wipes. Fu Wenchen smiled at the thoughtful gesture.

Blushing, Fu Wenchen wiped away the sticky fluid and changed into fresh panties, then put on her shirt and a pair of short pajama bottoms.

“Done,” she called out.

Yu Guiyao turned back and picked up the clothes from the floor, preparing to wash them. Unexpectedly, Fu Wenchen snatched her pajamas away, her face reddening as she said, “No need. I’ll wash them myself. Aren’t your hands still injured…?”

Thinking of this, she felt a twinge of regret. If she had known, she wouldn’t have made the cup fall on purpose. Luckily, it hadn’t wet the girl’s wound, or it would have hurt again.

She frowned, but Yu Guiyao laughed: “Even if my hands are hurt, I don’t need you to wash them. I’ll find a way…”

Her smile was bright and dazzling. Fu Wenchen dazed at it, a warm current flowing through her heart. But the next second, a phone rang.

While Yu Guiyao focused on the call, Fu Wenchen suddenly bolted out of the room. Looking at her, it seemed she was racing to get the laundry done?!

“Hey! My grandmother hasn’t seen you yet! Don’t go out yet!”

Yu Guiyao chased after her while answering the phone. On the other end, her best friend Lin Xiao’s voice exploded in a sharp scream: “Aaaaaah! You rascal! Since when did you become our Wenchen’s girlfriend?!”

“It’s all…” Fake.

Yu Guiyao was only halfway through her sentence when Fu Wenchen, standing on the stairs, suddenly turned her head and stared at her intently—as if she knew Yu Guiyao was about to confess to her friend.

Yu Guiyao immediately swallowed the words. She gave a forced laugh into the phone: “Hahaha, how is that possible…”

She was about to make an excuse when Lin Xiao continued: “I don’t care if it’s real or not—you have to make it real! I’m telling you, Yu Guiyao, you’re so beautiful and you’ve got so many skills, you’re more than a match for our Wenchen. She’d be happy to death!!! Didn’t you stay with her last night? Go for it! Seize this chance!”

Yu Guiyao: “…”

Lin Xiao was probably the only person in the world who thought that way. How could she be a match for Fu Wenchen? The woman was a Movie Queen. If not for this accident, they would never have crossed paths…

Yu Guiyao looked at Fu Wenchen, only to find the woman staring right back at her. As their eyes met, Fu Wenchen suddenly said: “Mmm, you are very good. If I could, I’d really want to be with you. Even if it’s not possible, it’s only because I’m not good enough for you…”

Yu Guiyao: “Huh?!!!”

What is that supposed to mean?!