Mute Beauty

Chapter 39: Obedience

"Hmm..."

This was an extremely aggressive kiss. The moment Yu Ting leaned in, out of instinct, Ran Ling reached up to push against her shoulder, but her self-protective instincts felt as ineffective as caressing the other person. Yu Ting's hand was gripping her most vulnerable neck, exuding a commanding presence. She gasped for breath, and the woman's tongue intrusively invaded her mouth, exchanging saliva.

This kiss was different from the previous ones. Yu Ting slightly lost her composure, filled with a sense of urgency and desire similar to Ran Ling's—was Ting Ting yearning for her too?

This thought overwhelmed Ran Ling, making her unable to resist. She eagerly wrapped her arms around Yu Ting's neck, tilting her head back to respond.

Ting Ting...

Ting Ting was kissing her...

Drunken and hot, Ran Ling emanated a soft, sticky aura that soon made Yu Ting damp as well. In the unairconditioned garage, they both broke out in a thin layer of sweat. Normally, she would dislike such a sticky feeling, but Yu Ting couldn't care less, kissing her lips again and again, deeper each time, showing no sign of stopping. Ran Ling felt overwhelmed, her hands clumsily holding Yu Ting's cheeks, frowning as she tried to keep up.

Yu Ting was skilled at kissing, while Ran Ling had very little experience. Several times, she gasped for air, letting out muffled sounds of pleading. Seeing her so pitiful, Yu Ting would temporarily let her go, kissing the corners of her lips, tracing down her jawline to her neck... Yu Ting slowly loosened her grip around Ran Ling's neck, noticing a row of red marks where she had gripped.

Her skin was too delicate; a little force would leave marks.

Fascinated, Yu Ting stared at that spot for a while before eagerly returning to kiss her lips that were opening and closing with breath.

It seemed even more thrilling than before.

She wanted so much... Ran Ling really couldn't take it anymore and began to push against Yu Ting's shoulders, but she couldn't break free. She wanted to turn her face away in the brief moments of catching her breath, but the instant she turned, Yu Ting caught her wrist, grasped her chin, and turned her face back.

Yu Ting was incredibly domineering, leaning in again to seal her lips.

It wasn't that she didn't give her time to breathe; Yu Ting held her lips softly, kissing for a while before plunging her tongue deep into Ran Ling's mouth again.

Ran Ling felt overwhelmed by the kisses, unable to express herself, only able to emit soft, sticky sounds from her throat, as if it didn't help; she was continuously kissed down by Yu Ting.

Yu Ting was really so skilled. Had she kissed many women before? Was she like this with others too? So excited, so domineering, her possessiveness so strong... Ran Ling's mind became a blur, all sorts of chaotic thoughts flooding in, making her almost forget where she was.

"... Can you cry just from a kiss?"

After an unknown time, Yu Ting finally released her lips. Ran Ling collapsed on the seat, her face flushed as she breathed heavily, tears welling up in her eyes, flowing down her cheeks without her noticing.

Yu Ting supported herself on her, continuing to kiss the corners of her lips intermittently, lost in the lingering aftertaste of their kisses. Gradually, she realized that Ran Ling really seemed to be struggling to breathe.

Only then did Yu Ting suddenly remember that Ran Ling had heart problems and was more fragile than most people, needing to be handled with care.

"I'm sorry, are you feeling unwell?"