Unknowingly, half an hour had passed in the car. Ran Ling got out of Yu Ting's lap, rummaged through her bag for tissues, and without caring that she looked more disheveled than Yu Ting, she cupped Yu Ting's face and carefully wiped her damp lips.
After the kiss, Yu Ting's drunkenness became more evident, but it wasn't the typical discomfort, headache, or confusion of being drunk; instead, it was a relaxed languor. She resembled a satisfied fox, sinking into the soft chair, her gaze fixed on Ran Ling's swollen, red lips, her eyes sparkling with undisguised mirth and desire, enjoying the focused attention of her sister Ling.
Ran Ling felt uneasy under Yu Ting's gaze, but Yu Ting wouldn't rescue her, so she had to endure it. Once she finished wiping Yu Ting's lips, Ran Ling smoothed out the long hair that had gotten tangled when she had been overly passionate, restoring Yu Ting's dignified appearance before she finally cleaned the lipstick marks and moisture from her own cheeks.
Not only were there lipstick marks on her lips and around her mouth, but Yu Ting's marks also stained her neck, cheeks, and collarbone; after indulging in candy, she had kissed many places... Ran Ling examined her reflection in the makeup mirror for a while, barely managing to wipe them clean.
"Can we go out?" After the kiss, Yu Ting's voice was filled with a satisfied, lazy rasp.
Her question implied that Ran Ling was so eager to cling to her that she wanted to kiss her for longer...
The car had the air conditioning on, but with the windows closed, it felt a bit too stuffy. Yu Ting's teasing was too obvious; Ran Ling's entire face flushed red and, feeling embarrassed, she nodded and reached for the car door.
"I think I'm feeling a bit dizzy," Yu Ting said, extending her hand toward her, whispering, "Sister Ling, you need to help me."
Aunt Song had heard the car coming in early and had been waiting in the living room, but it took a long time for them to come in. She was quite puzzled and considered checking the garage, but was afraid of stumbling upon something, so she restrained herself and sat on the sofa for a long time.
Finally, she saw the two of them walk in. Ran Ling was supporting Yu Ting, both of them showing some unusual signs; little Yu had been drinking. And little Ling's face was unnaturally red. Aunt Song, being experienced, could read the situation and thought, "Oh my," as she approached them, "You're back? Little Yu drank? Do you want Aunt Song to make you a cup of tea?"
Yu Ting said, "No need, we're going upstairs first. Aunt Song, you should rest early."
Yu Ting's tone was normal, and Aunt Song glanced at Ran Ling, seeing her nod, before saying, "Okay, you both should sleep early."
Yu Ting smiled.
Having been away for a few days, the bedroom was just as clean and warm as before, filled with the scent of flowers, making it feel very safe.
After closing the door, Ran Ling turned to look at her.
"What's wrong?" Yu Ting asked.
Yu Ting's slow and relaxed tone reminded Ran Ling of earlier in the car—
"Isn't it enough?"
"There's no more candy; do you want to keep playing?"
"..."
Ran Ling's face flushed again. Not wanting Yu Ting to think she was too eager, she pulled her over to sit on the sofa and texted her: [Ting Ting, rest for a moment. I'll get you a glass of water and some clothes to change into.]
Yu Ting smiled politely, "Okay, thank you."
After bringing a cup of warm water, Yu Ting drank it and then got up to wash up. Clearly, she wasn't drunk; she was very alert, and her steps were steady once her playful mood faded. Ran Ling was still worried she might slip in the bathroom, keeping an ear out for any noise.
