The Mad/Beautiful Movie Queen Heard My Inner Voice After Losing Her Memory - Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Marry—marriage?!

That was simply impossible.

Yu Guiyao thought to herself that if two people as different as heaven and earth were to rush into marriage, it would only lead to misery. Not to mention, they hadn’t known each other long, and even their current “dating” status was half-fake…

If anyone was a perfect match, wouldn’t it be Gu Ruoqin and Fu Wenchen?

Thinking of this, she looked up at the woman and said, “Boss, please stop joking with me.”

“You think I’m joking?” Fu Wenchen’s lips curled slightly, but her eyes were like dark, bottomless springs.

She kept her arms around Yu Guiyao’s neck, slowly drawing closer, and feigned a light tone: “Whether I’m joking or not, you’ll find out in the future~”

That’s for sure, Yu Guiyao thought. Our relationship will probably end in less than a month. She sighed inwardly, telling herself she just had to hold on for a month to get that 500,000 yuan. Once she had the money, she’d slip away immediately…

But hearing these internal thoughts, Fu Wenchen’s brow furrowed instantly. She grabbed Yu Guiyao’s ears with both hands and snapped, “What did you say?!”

“I didn’t say anything…” Yu Guiyao looked completely innocent.

Seeing her like that, Fu Wenchen reigned in her emotions and lowered her eyelashes. Tears welled up as she said with a trembling voice, “I can tell what you’re thinking just by looking at your face. You’re thinking about leaving as soon as the month is up, aren’t you?!”

Yu Guiyao: “???” Is she a psychic? Is my every thought written on my face?

She was stunned, which only made Fu Wenchen angrier. “If that’s how you think, then what’s the difference between us and ‘friends with benefits’ who leave right after? What’s the difference between you and those scumbags who pull up their pants and refuse to acknowledge the person they were just with?”

Yu Guiyao was shocked. “When did I ever pull up my pants and refuse to acknowledge you?!”

“We haven’t even…”

Her words trailed off as she suddenly remembered the bathroom incident with the toy, and just now, when Fu Wenchen had guided her hand back and forth to apply the medicine…

Was there really any difference between that and “doing it”?

Her brow furrowed, and her face turned a deep, thorough red.

Fu Wenchen stared into her shifting eyes and continued to press her: “Do you dare say you haven’t taken the initiative to kiss me?”

“Do you dare say you have no feelings for me?”

“This morning, when you reached inside—even if it was just to get the toy—can you say it wasn’t voluntary? Did your heart not race even once?”

She held onto Yu Guiyao’s neck tightly. Their breaths mingled, gradually becoming more rapid.

Yu Guiyao, flustered and shamed by the interrogation, could only stammer incoherently. But seeing Fu Wenchen’s tearful eyes and her lips swollen like little cherries, looking so utterly pitiful, the woman whispered: “If you really think I’m joking or just amusing myself with you, then let’s just treat these two times as hookups. I’ll transfer you the money, and we can part ways right now!”

” I don’t think that!” Yu Guiyao instinctively reached out to wipe the tear falling from the corner of the other’s eye.

Her rough fingertip rubbed the beautiful, delicate skin until it grew even redder. She quickly pulled her hand back and explained, “I just feel that everything is happening so fast. It feels… unrealistic.”

“Unrealistic? Then I’ll make it feel real for you…”

As soon as she said that, Fu Wenchen suddenly lowered her head and bit hard on Yu Guiyao’s neck—right where those two beautiful moles were.

Yu Guiyao tilted her head back, confused, until she felt the other woman lightly licking and then slowly sucking on the spot, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

Her throat bobbed. Her eyes grew red at the corners, and she placed a hand on the other’s jaw, pleading for her to let go. “Boss, don’t do this…”

“Do what?” Fu Wenchen released her and looked up. Her features were cold and elegant, but her eyes were brimming with tears. she lightly licked her lips as if unsatisfied, looking like a little fox. She tugged at Yu Guiyao’s neck and murmured:

“I’m doing this so you understand my heart. If you still don’t believe me, I’ll leave a mark on your neck every day to remind you that you are mine, to let you know I like you…”

These words made Yu Guiyao feel increasingly feverish. Her neck felt wet and hot—a very obvious “strawberry” mark left behind. She met Fu Wenchen’s gaze, her heart hammering against her ribs.

The woman, seemingly unaware of the effect she was having, pressed closer into her embrace and looked down aggrievedly. “I hope you believe me. I truly want to date you seriously, with marriage in mind. It’s not just ‘playing around’ like you think…”

“I hope you can be like me—date me seriously and give us a try. If we aren’t compatible, so be it, but I don’t want us to fail just because of your cowardice…”

Every word was sincere. Her eyes were full of starlight and tears. She hooked one hand around Yu Guiyao’s neck, closed her eyes, and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Yu Guiyao had never felt her heart stir like this. The breeze fluttered their hair as she sat on the grass with the woman straddling her, pressed tight against her chest. The hem of the rumpled shirt lifted in the wind, revealing snow-white thighs. She smelled the faint, cold fragrance on the woman, and her heart thundered in the silence.

The next second, Fu Wenchen grabbed her hand and pressed it against the “injured” area.

Yu Guiyao immediately felt the damp medicinal liquid, her fingertips trembling. Beside the medicine, she could feel another texture—a transparent fluid. It dripped from her fingertips, and the heat in her face spread all the way down to her neck.

Fu Wenchen panted softly, her voice tender: “I’m only like this because I like you…”

“So I beg of you, treat me like your girlfriend, okay? Don’t think I’m joking. Treat me with sincerity…”

At that moment, Yu Guiyao felt as if time itself had stopped. The whole world consisted only of the woman in her arms. They locked eyes. Seeing the tears and the wetness at the corner of her eyes, Yu Guiyao’s own eyes grew hot. She nodded. “Okay, I’ll do as you say…”

From the start, she had assumed this was just a game for the Best Actress—a bit of spice for her life. She never thought she had anything worth liking, nor did she believe someone could fall for another in just one day.

But unknowingly, she had already done such intimate, “disrespectful” things to this woman, and her heart had wavered. The feeling of attraction couldn’t be hidden.

So she decided: from now on, she would try her best with Fu Wenchen, believe in her, and treat her as her girlfriend…

Hearing this, Fu Wenchen couldn’t help but smile. “Great. So now that I’m your girlfriend, if you were going to kiss me, what would you do?”

“Unlike before, don’t think of me as your boss. I’m your girlfriend. You can kiss me, touch me, do whatever you want…”

She hooked her arms around her neck, her eyes turning up slightly. The teardrop mole made her eyes look even more beautiful and seductive.

Yu Guiyao hesitated. “Really?”

“Yes!” Fu Wenchen pinched her face. “You have to demonstrate, or I’ll think you aren’t being serious, and I’ll be very sad… Besides, it’s just a demonstration~”

Under her persuasion, Yu Guiyao’s gaze gradually steadied. Her “fox-like” pupils were dark. Usually, her smile was full of kindness and looked harmless, but when she turned serious, she looked like a predator focusing on its prey, full of offensive intent.

Fu Wenchen felt her body go soft under that gaze, a crimson blush staining her ears.

The next second, the woman lunged forward, pinning her down onto the grass.

Feeling the pressure, Fu Wenchen instinctively wrapped her arms around Yu Guiyao’s neck and hooked her slender white legs around her waist. The grass tickled her skin beneath the shirt, causing a fresh wave of transparent fluid to flow.

She felt limp and weak in the woman’s arms, her heart racing. She asked with a flushed face, “If you liked me—if I wasn’t ‘Fu Wenchen’ but just a normal person, your girlfriend—you would kiss me fiercely and want me, wouldn’t you?”

Seeing that she seemed to be crying, Yu Guiyao lowered her head and kissed her fiercely.

She thought: I probably really do like her.

Otherwise, why would her body move faster than her brain?