novelraw Chapter 172 : The Gift
Chapter 172 : The Gift
A sudden, wondrous sensation washed over Su Yun, causing her delicate, silk-stockinged feet to go limp and dangle helplessly.
“Wuu, wuuu…” Her upper body collapsed softly onto Qin Xue’s ample chest.
The rich, comforting scent of the older girl instinctively soothed Su Yun, yet that peculiar feeling continued to pulse through her, stirring both a sense of security and restless unease in her heart.
Sister Xue… you big bully…
“Wuu… wuu-ah…” she whimpered weakly, hoping her pitiful appearance might awaken Qin Xue’s protective instincts.
As expected, Qin Xue gently lowered Su Yun to the ground.
“Wah!”
But Su Yun’s legs were too weak to hold her up. The moment her feet touched the floor, she nearly collapsed, only saved by Qin Xue’s quick arm around her waist.
“Xiaoyun, is this… normal?” Qin Xue asked, concern lacing her voice.
“…”
Su Yun, mustering all her strength, tilted her head to see what Qin Xue was referring to.
At that moment, Qin Xue’s fingers…
What is that…?
Su Yun didn’t know, nor did she have the energy to guess. Her face flushed crimson, and in the next moment, she collapsed against Qin Xue, utterly devoid of strength to resist.
Only now, as she rested, did Su Yun notice the rapid thumping of Qin Xue’s heartbeat.
So Sister Xue feels it too… It’s not just my heart racing…
Despite her discomfort, a faint smile curved Su Yun’s lips.
If Sister Xue was happy, then it was all worth it.
“Xiaoyun~”
“Wuu.”
Before Su Yun could recover, Qin Xue scooped her up again—this time in an embarrassingly intimate princess carry. Though she was already exhausted, the girlish posture sparked a wave of resistance in her heart.
“Master… I-I can walk myself,” she murmured, her voice soft and unintentionally alluring.
“Walk yourself? If I let you go, Xiaoyun, you’d probably collapse the moment you tried,” Qin Xue teased, her eyes burning with affection as she gazed at the girl in her arms.
Carefully, she supported Su Yun’s waist and legs, as if afraid of causing her even the slightest harm.
But speaking of harm, Qin Xue was still reeling from what had just happened.
She had only gently…
“Wuu…” Soon, Qin Xue carried Su Yun to the bedroom and laid her on the bed.
She walked to a nearby cabinet, grabbed a half-empty bottle of mineral water from the day before, and chugged it down in one go.
Xiaoyun’s reactions were too much—Qin Xue felt like she was on the verge of dehydration!
Turning back, she saw the white-haired girl on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“Wuu…”
The moment their eyes met, Su Yun, like a frightened rabbit, burrowed under the covers, leaving only her silk-clad legs sticking out.
“Xiaoyun, if you do that, the bed…” Qin Xue started, her mind flashing back to the earlier sensations.
But she quickly dismissed the thought.
Bed sheets are meant to be changed in moments like this, right?
With a mischievous grin, Qin Xue licked her lips.
Xiaoyun smells so good.
Finally, she could tease her Xiaoyun to her heart’s content!
Kneeling by the bed, Qin Xue gazed at the trembling, silk-stockinged legs peeking out from the covers. Unhurriedly, she reached out.
“Wuu!”
“No…!”
The moment she grabbed Su Yun’s ankles, a cute squeak came from under the blanket, momentarily stunning Qin Xue.
“Ha, it’s okay, Xiaoyun,” she reassured.
“It’ll be quick.”
Qin Xue’s eyes practically sparkled as she admired the delicate feet in her hands.
They felt like a rare treasure bestowed from the heavens—soft, smooth, and irresistibly silky.
An idea struck her, and with a playful glint, she leaned down, bringing her face close to the soles of Su Yun’s feet.
“Xiaoyun, stay still under there, okay~?”
“…”
“Ah!”
“You big bully!”
“Ow…!”
Qin Xue had barely begun to enjoy herself when Su Yun’s kick sent her tumbling off the bed.
But she was already satisfied. Grinning, she propped herself up on the bed’s edge.
By now, Su Yun had emerged from the covers.
“Sister Xue, are you okay…? I’m sorry,” she said, her delicate face streaked with tears, tugging at Qin Xue’s heart.
Seeing the small hand reaching out to her, Qin Xue didn’t hesitate. She took it and pressed a kiss to the back of Su Yun’s hand.
“Sister Xue!?”
This time, she wasn’t kicked, so she raised her head.
“Xiaoyun, I love you.”
“Wuu…” Su Yun, faced with such a declaration, melted instantly, her head dipping shyly.
In the next moment, Qin Xue gently pushed her back onto the bed.
“Sister Xue, what are you…?”
Forced to meet Qin Xue’s gaze, Su Yun felt the weight of the older girl’s soft warmth pinning her down, leaving no room to move.
“Xiaoyun… is this okay?”
Even in the heat of the moment, with her mind nearly consumed by desire, Qin Xue paused to ask for Su Yun’s consent.
“I…” Su Yun turned her head, too embarrassed to meet her gaze.
She didn’t fully understand, but she could guess what was happening.
Sister Xue looked so happy.
But she… she felt so overwhelmed.
“Xiaoyun?” Qin Xue, seeing no response, leaned in and kissed her softly.
“Wuu…”
Their lips met, soft and warm, silencing them both.
In the quiet of the noon, the small, enclosed room was filled only with the occasional honk from the street below and the sweet, irresistible sounds of two girls’ voices.
“Xiaoyun, is it okay?” Qin Xue asked again, her hands gently cradling Su Yun’s face.
Their eyes locked, less than five centimeters apart.
Their usually clear, captivating gazes were now clouded with a hint of haze.
For the first time, Su Yun looked so closely into someone’s eyes.
Beyond the heavy weight pressing against her, all she could perceive was the flawless, rosy face before her.
Sister Xue is so beautiful…
If it made Sister Xue happy…
“Okay…” Su Yun whispered, her voice trembling with shyness as she closed her eyes.
“Xiaoyun.” Qin Xue’s heart swelled with emotion at the response, and she couldn’t resist kissing her again.
Eagerly, she shifted, moving to Su Yun’s legs. She lifted the long black maid skirt to Su Yun’s waist, propping up her soft, silk-clad legs.
Qin Xue froze, mesmerized.
Blue skies, white clouds…
“Master… please accept my gift.”
“!?”
Qin Xue looked up to see Su Yun’s tear-streaked, innocent face.
In that moment, her rationality nearly shattered.
“…”
Thankfully, that half-bottle of water had done its job, or she wouldn’t even have been able to swallow.
“I’ll take responsibility,” Qin Xue promised solemnly, her voice steady.
Though Su Yun didn’t reply, Qin Xue leaned forward.
“Wuu.” The moment she made contact…
It broke her focus.
“Xiaoyun, don’t move.”
Hearing the soft, pitiful sounds, Qin Xue paused, then tried again.
“Wuu…”
Su Yun dodged again.
She couldn’t escape earlier in Qin Xue’s arms, but now, lying down, she was wriggling away.
How was Qin Xue supposed to do this?
Growing impatient, she considered pinning Su Yun’s waist to hold her still.
But then she noticed—Su Yun was crying.
Tears streamed from her flushed eyes, sliding down her cheeks and soaking into the sheets, forming two delicate trails.
“Xiaoyun…” Qin Xue froze, her earlier urgency replaced by shock.
She had thought Su Yun’s tears were from first-time nerves, but this… this wasn’t just fear.
It was as if she were forcing her.
“…”
Su Yun, realizing Qin Xue was watching, hurriedly wiped her eyes.
What’s wrong with me…? Why can’t I stop crying…?
Even as a vampire, some parts of her remained so fragile.
Qin Xue’s actions… they scared her.
“Xiaoyun, is this really okay?”
“…”
“Yes.” Despite everything, Su Yun’s second answer was still firm.
“Okay.”
Qin Xue steadied her emotions and leaned in again.
“Wuu!” The cute sound filled the room once more.
“Xiaoyun, don’t be afraid. I’m right here,” Qin Xue reassured, staying gentle.
“Mm…”
Qin Xue abandoned her earlier desires, instead focusing on something softer.
Even so, Su Yun’s legs flailed wildly behind her, nearly overpowering Qin Xue’s hold.
The room echoed with one voice.
“Ah…”
Unable to escape, Su Yun instinctively wrapped her legs around Qin Xue.
Though she’d experienced this three times before, it felt entirely different with someone else.
“Xiaoyun.” Qin Xue leaned in, kissing her softly.
“Wuu…”
A tingling sensation coursed through Su Yun’s body, making it feel like it no longer belonged to her.
Her consciousness was fading…
For the rest of it, Su Yun clung to Qin Xue’s clothes, biting down to anchor herself.
“Xiaoyun, don’t you like it? This is just for you,” Qin Xue said, her smile radiant and full of charm. She looked utterly captivating.
This was the power of love.
Qin Xue gently lifted herself, pressing close to Su Yun’s face.
She couldn’t let Xiaoyun bear all the teasing alone.
“Wuu…”
“Xiaoyun?”
“Wuu.”
To her surprise, Qin Xue realized Su Yun could no longer speak, reduced to soft whimpers.
“No way.”
Did I tire her out?
“…”
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Afterward, Qin Xue tucked the blanket around Su Yun.
“I’ll take responsibility,” she said, sitting by her side and gently stroking her hair.
“You must be exhausted. Rest well, and when you wake up, I’ll feed you (some blood).”
Her gaze was filled with love and tenderness as she looked at Su Yun.
Though she hadn’t gone all the way, she was completely, utterly satisfied.
This gift—she would treasure it for a lifetime.
For the rest of the time, Qin Xue sat by the bed, watching Su Yun quietly. She wasn’t hungry, nor bored. It was as if time had stopped, and her world contained only the girl before her.
[End of Chapter]