2 Unexpected Gift

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Early the next morning, Xia Xingmian woke up in a woman's arms. She had her back to the woman, so she didn't see her face. She only saw a white arm wrapped around her belly. On the arm was a half-removed bra, black with lace.

"Lu..." She wanted to turn around.

The person behind her suddenly tightened her arms, hugging Xia Xingmian closer, breathing near her ear, and a warm chuckle sounded: "Looking for her as soon as you wake up?" The unfamiliar voice made Xia Xingmian's body stiffen.

After a moment, she lowered her head and clearly saw the hand that was holding her. There was an iris tattoo on the inside of the wrist, which Lu Qiurui didn't have. She wanted to turn around to see the woman's face, but the woman pressed her forehead against Xia Xingmian's ear, preventing her from looking back, and whispered, "Don't look..."

"Why?"

"If you look, you have to take responsibility. Are you willing to take responsibility?"

Xia Xingmian stubbornly turned back anyway.

She saw a face close to hers, staring and smiling. The woman's eyes were curved, there was a small light-colored mole on the bridge of her nose, and a few strands of chestnut hair were wet with sweat where her temples met her jaw.

The air around them was filled with a smell that only those who had experienced it could understand; it was strong and sticky, like thick porridge.

It was the beautiful woman that Lu Qiurui had been holding after getting drunk at the bar the night before.

The woman stared at her for a while, and before Xia Xingmian could speak, she spoke first: "When I saw you that night, I thought you were really pretty. You were wearing a white sweater, had long black hair, and had such a cool and aloof temperament, like a fairy... You look cute now that you just woke up, and you still look like a fairy." She paused, as if remembering something, and smiled. "You were just a little fierce after getting drunk last night."

When Xia Xingmian saw the bleeding bite marks on the woman's neck and chest, her heart skipped a beat.

When she first met her at the bar, she just thought she was an extremely beautiful woman and had no other thoughts. Now, seeing the undulating white lines of the woman lying on her side, with kisses and bite marks like fallen plum blossoms, she suddenly realized that this was also an extremely sexy woman.

She pressed her nails into the flesh of her palms, trying to break free from the desire in front of her, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in Lu Qiurui's house? Where did Lu Qiurui go?"

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes gentle, with a strand of Xia Xingmian's black hair entangled in her fingertips. "Didn't she mention me to you? She said she wanted to tell the whole world that she loved me... She had to go out last night for something, so she wasn't home." After saying that, she gently touched Xia Xingmian's earlobe with her fingers, wiping away the traces of desire there.

"She might be back soon..." Her voice softened, "If you don't want her to see you, leave quickly."

Xia Xingmian climbed out of the woman's arms and felt some of the fingers on her right hand were sticky as she supported herself on the bed. She glanced at her hands, suddenly realizing what happened last night, and then looked at the person lying on her side.

"Last night...I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry."

Sometimes, another meaning of apologizing is 'not wanting to be responsible'. It's probably a tacit understanding in the adult world.

The woman laughed, her white shoulders, which the quilt couldn't cover, trembled tenderly. Her eyes were curved like two crescents when she smiled, and Xia Xingmian's somewhat embarrassed face was reflected in the crescents.

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