The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Yu Guiyao didn’t realize how inappropriate her actions were; she was focused entirely on finding the string to pull the toy out. Her slender fingertips searched the area, her slight calluses scraping against the skin.

The toy buzzed rhythmically, and as if a pipe were leaking, more and more fluid pooled on the sink counter. She was dead serious, completely oblivious to the state of the woman in her arms.

Fu Wenchen clung to her neck, her skin flushed a deep rose as if she were gravely ill. She bit her lip to suppress her voice, her spine tingling with waves of intensity. With her shirt wide open, she looked desperate, constantly rubbing against the girl’s chest. Only she knew that her body felt like it was soaking in a hot spring—sweaty and incredibly comfortable.

The toy buzzed inside the channel. Yu Guiyao was like a diligent repairman, working back and forth to clear a blockage. Meanwhile, Fu Wenchen trembled and clung to her, the fluid continuously flowing onto the counter. She feigned pain, making sounds to catch the girl’s attention.

“Is it coming out?” “Is it stuck forever…?”

“It’ll come out. I just need to find the string and pull,” Yu Guiyao reassured her, though she was getting dizzy with panic. If she really couldn’t find it, they’d have to find another way—otherwise, they might end up in the hospital!

She held the woman with one hand, wanting to check the situation visually. But Fu Wenchen hooked her neck and kissed her, whispering, “No, don’t look. It’s too embarrassing…”

Right, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have given her the toy, Yu Guiyao thought guiltily. She said urgently, “Stop kissing! If we really hurt you, we’ll have to go to the hospital!” If news broke that Fu Wenchen was in the gynecology ward, it would be insane!

While Yu Guiyao panicked, Fu Wenchen clamped her legs around the girl’s waist and continued to kiss her neck, her eyes swimming with tears. “If it’s slippery enough, it’ll come out on its own,” she whispered. She licked her lips—vivid red and glistening—and panted, “Kiss me…”

Yu Guiyao felt like she was on fire. But logically, it made sense? Maybe more “lubrication” would help it slide out. But what if it stayed stuck? That would be life-threatening! She couldn’t ignore it. If anything happened, she was responsible.

Resigned, she met Fu Wenchen’s tearful eyes and kissed her back. “Endure it a little. I’ll… I’ll try kissing you.”

“Mmm~” Fu Wenchen agreed, sucking on her lips and sweeping her tongue across them. The sensation was soft as a feather. Yu Guiyao’s heart hammered; she pried open the woman’s teeth and pushed her tongue inside.

As their wet tongues entwined, creating waves of numbness, Yu Guiyao focused on “excavating” the toy while kissing her. The atmosphere was thick with intimacy, but Yu Guiyao was only thinking about the pillar.

Fu Wenchen suddenly pulled the girl’s hand back, whispering, “Don’t… don’t let the wound on your palm get worse…”

Who cares about a hand right now?! Yu Guiyao pushed her finger back to the base of the pillar, trying to hit the switch. But at that moment, Fu Wenchen hugged her neck so tightly it was as if she were in agony, her whole body shaking.

“Why did you turn it up, you dummy!” “Turn it off, quick!”

She urged her, the hem of her shirt trembling violently. A fresh surge of fluid erupted from the channel. She cried as if she were wounded, the pain making her tremble, yet she kept pressing herself against the girl’s hand, urging her to take it out.

Yu Guiyao was frantic. She concentrated hard, digging at the toy. Fu Wenchen’s back went rigid as a huge wave of fluid sprayed onto the counter. She leaned in to kiss Yu Guiyao, coaxing her: “No, this isn’t working. I feel like… like a wound has opened…”

“What do we do?” Yu Guiyao was sweating. “Kiss me, distract me…”

Yu Guiyao took the hint and kissed her fiercely, tongues tangling again. She sucked on the woman’s lips and whispered, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll buy medicine for you later, or we’ll sneak to the hospital…”

“Mmm.” Fu Wenchen kissed her back, her eyes full of allure as their tongues danced together. The sound of wet sucking and the buzzing of the toy filled the bathroom.

Fu Wenchen was in her own world—a world where bolts of lightning struck her spine. Her soul felt like it was flying, soaring into the sky. Every strike of the “lightning” sent a numbing weightlessness through her, making her scream and shout internally. It was a sensation of pure bliss from head to toe.

Eventually, after a final surge of fluid onto the counter, she returned to reality, feeling the ache in her muscles and a burning sensation. She instinctively moved her hips away.

“I’m almost there,” Yu Guiyao whispered, holding her tight.

Fu Wenchen clung to her, teary-eyed. “Almost there? It’s been so long…” Her voice was raspy and trembling as she sobbed. This time, it was real. Yu Guiyao was so stubborn, still using brute force just like she used to.

Fu Wenchen remembered how, seven years ago, this person would protect her and follow her like a shadow. She thought of that night in the attic when the girl had been so rough.

Now, after twenty minutes, the girl still hadn’t succeeded, and the counter was covered in water. It was like a roller coaster; exciting at first, but after too many loops of weightlessness, she felt faint. And her lips hurt. She hated pain.

“Why are you so stupid? Use your fingers like a pair of tweezers… pull it out…” She scolded, but her voice was soft and spoiled. She didn’t regret lying today. She didn’t even care about the toy or getting hurt. She would die happy because she finally had what she wanted…

Under her tears was a near-manic love and lust. She kept kissing Yu Guiyao, enduring the frantic movement of the girl’s tongue. Their kiss was wild. Yu Guiyao, red-faced, finally managed to get two fingers to the base of the pillar. “The space was too small to work with before,” she explained softly, “this time it’ll work.”

Fu Wenchen was annoyed. It wasn’t the space; it was the girl’s stupidity for not using two fingers sooner. She shook her head. “Forget it, I regret it!”

“Do you want to go to the hospital? Use a speculum?” Yu Guiyao pressured her, pressing her against her chest and finally gripping the pillar with two fingers.

It was a slow process. More fluid drenched her fingers. Fu Wenchen gripped the back of the girl’s collar, crying and cursing, “If I’m torn, you have to take responsibility for me forever!”

“It won’t tear,” Yu Guiyao kissed her to comfort her. “Mmm, I’ll take responsibility…” She knew what she was doing. Her heart was racing. She was terrified. She had realized halfway through what she was touching, and the tactile sensation was driving her crazy. But she had no choice. She couldn’t go to the hospital.

The pillar was still vibrating. Yu Guiyao’s face was exploding with heat. She followed the woman’s instructions blindly. “Fine… then kiss me…”

Fu Wenchen surrendered, tilting her head. She didn’t expect the girl to actually lower her head and kiss her neck. The kisses were scorching. Fu Wenchen held the girl’s head, feeling like she had a fever.

She had waited so long for this. The kisses felt like they were being branded onto her heart. She trembled, wondering why the world teased her so. What villain? What killer? The abusive father, the runaway mother…

She had loved Fu Qingdu as a teen, but in their daily life, she had fallen for Gu Ruoqin. She couldn’t accept it, so she hurt her and ran away—only for seven years to pass. Now, she finally knew her real name: Yu Guiyao.

If only she could stay this innocent forever. If only she could always pamper me.

Tears fell from Fu Wenchen’s eyes. She decided she would never tell Yu Guiyao the truth, and she would never let her go. She felt the heat on her neck, and with a soft ‘pop’, the pillar was finally out. She shuddered, her legs cramping slightly. Another surge of fluid splashed onto the counter, flowing down her legs like a broken pipe.

At that moment, Yu Guiyao’s fingers were covered in fluid, holding the dripping toy. Suddenly, a virtual dialog box appeared:

Ding! Villain’s Blackening Value -3, currently 92.] [Ding! Villain’s Blackening Value -2, currently 90.

Yu Guiyao’s excitement was palpable. She instinctively kissed Fu Wenchen’s neck again. A kiss lowers the Blackening Value?

As if to prove her theory, Fu Wenchen’s head tilted back, her body trembling as another box appeared:

Ding! Villain’s Blackening Value -1, currently 89.

Yu Guiyao: “!!!”

She was tempted to keep going. Fu Wenchen, pleased by the initiative, whispered, “A little lower…”

Yu Guiyao almost followed the order, but seeing those snowy curves, she turned red to the roots of her hair. “I… I didn’t mean to…” she stammered, blinded by the rapid drop in Blackening Value!

Fu Wenchen smiled, her body still humming with heat. She panted and grabbed the girl’s hand, whispering in her ear, “I want to do it again…”

Yu Guiyao looked at the water-covered counter in shock. Again? How long has it been since she vented?!

She quickly changed the subject. “Did you get hurt?”

“Mmm, it hurts.” Fu Wenchen looked at the vibrating toy in Yu Guiyao’s hand. Yu Guiyao realized she was still holding the dripping object. She hurriedly turned it off, her hands shaking. She noticed the string was actually missing—it must have snapped earlier.

Fu Wenchen buried her face in the girl’s chest, sounding shy. “Throw it away…”

Yu Guiyao threw it in the trash and checked on her again. “Does it really hurt? Should we go to the hospital?”

“What do you think? Can I go to a hospital?” Fu Wenchen spread her legs and pressed the girl’s head down. “I don’t know where it hurts, but it’s painful. Can you check for me?”

This time, Yu Guiyao didn’t hide. Her mental barriers had been shattered. She blushed but looked at the “injured” area. It was beautiful, smooth, and drenched. Seeing the redness and the “flowing stream,” Yu Guiyao felt overwhelming guilt. It really is red and swollen.

“I’ll take responsibility!” Yu Guiyao vowed. It was her cheap toy that caused this.

Fu Wenchen hid her smile and acted pitiful. “Okay… then dry me off first. It hurts…”

“I’ll go buy medicine later! It’s just swelling. It’ll be fine once it goes down…” Yu Guiyao grabbed a fresh towel, lifted the woman from the counter, and carefully patted her dry. Fu Wenchen clung to her neck, her legs so weak she would have collapsed without the girl’s support. She spread her legs to make it easier, and when Yu Guiyao touched her there, she shuddered and kissed the corner of the girl’s mouth. “You’re so good~”

Yu Guiyao blushed. “Those twenty minutes of kissing just now… they’re free. It was my fault anyway.”

Fu Wenchen smirked. “Oh? So the twenty minutes don’t count? You still owe me twenty minutes~”

Yu Guiyao: “???” Is that how math works?

“It’s still sticky,” Fu Wenchen whined. “Use the shower head to wash me~”

Yu Guiyao complied, rinsing the woman’s slender legs with warm water. She watched the girl’s flustered face and felt like teasing her more, but didn’t want to push too hard. Today had been great. She felt wonderful.

Guiyao must like me too, right? Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so defenseless or blush so much. And when she kissed me, her tongue was so active…

“I want another kiss…” Fu Wenchen whispered.

“No! It’s ten o’clock!” Yu Guiyao finished drying her, handed her the underwear, and warned, “My grandmother went for a walk after eating. She’ll be back any second!”

Fu Wenchen pouted and wouldn’t move her legs. Hearing the iron gate outside clang, Yu Guiyao panicked. She gave the woman a quick kiss and coaxed her: “Get dressed, Grandma is back.”

Fu Wenchen was pleased. She tilted her chin, signaling for Yu Guiyao to help her into her underwear. Yu Guiyao served her like an ancestor, terrified of her grandmother seeing a Movie Queen in their house. She grabbed the woman’s legs and stuffed them into the panties.

“Don’t grab so hard…” Fu Wenchen whispered, her legs going weak again at the heat of the girl’s palm through the gauze. She looked like a doll being dressed as Yu Guiyao pulled up her pajama pants and buttoned her shirt with trembling hands.

Yu Guiyao quickly cleaned the bathroom. The room smelled strongly of fragrance, and the floor was wet. She hung the laundry and prepared to carry Fu Wenchen out.

As she lifted her, the woman touched her ear. “Don’t you need to change your underwear?”

“No! I’m not like that!” Yu Guiyao dodged her gaze and ran into the living room.

“I really like you, Yao-yao…” Fu Wenchen whispered, using the pet name for the first time and kissing her cheek. Yu Guiyao’s heart was thundering as she raced up the stairs.

But then, a loud CLANG came from behind them as a metal basin hit the floor.

Yu Guiyao froze and turned around to see her grandmother standing in the doorway, looking shocked. She must have seen the kiss.

“Grandma! This… this is a life-sized Fu Wenchen doll I bought! See, it looks real, right? It can even talk and kiss me!”

Fu Wenchen: “…” A life-sized doll for ‘play’? She kissed her again for good measure.

“Little ancestor, don’t move! Be a doll!” Yu Guiyao hissed into her ear.

“If I pretend to be a doll, will you do ‘play’ with me?” Fu Wenchen whispered back.

“Fine!” Yu Guiyao gritted her teeth and yelled to her grandmother, “Grandma, I’m taking my doll upstairs now!”

She started to run, but her grandmother stopped her sternly. “Stop right there! Do you think I’m senile?!”

Yu Guiyao closed her eyes, ready to explain, when the old woman suddenly smiled at Fu Wenchen. “You haven’t had breakfast yet, have you?”

“I made silver ear and lotus seed soup! Let Yao-yao feed you~”

Yu Guiyao was dumbfounded. “Huh???”