One Pet Gets Married

Chapter 40

The room's main light was off, casting a warm, ambiguous glow. As Tang You'an gazed at Song Xici before her, she felt as if a pebble had been tossed into the lake of her heart, rippling outward in concentric circles.

"I don't understand what you're saying..." Song Xici wanted to push her away, but her wrist felt too weak to even attempt it.

"The kind we just watched, at the beginning." Tang You'an grasped Song Xici's hand resting on her shoulder, lowering her eyes to examine those delicate fingers.

The tender nails complemented the smooth skin, giving off a soft, rosy appearance. As Tang You'an gazed, she found herself wanting to... taste them.

"No..." Song Xici retracted her hand slightly, shaking her head as her heartbeat intensified. Though overwhelmed by fear and nervousness, a subtle desire simultaneously emerged.

"So, is it that you just can't with me..." Tang You'an looked up at her.

"No, You'an, that's not what I meant..." Song Xici started, worried she might misunderstand, and hastily raised her head to meet her gaze.

Song Xici glanced at her, then averted her eyes. "It's just that this kind of thing..."

"Teacher Song," Tang You'an addressed her, speaking slowly, "Is it not possible to give some guidance to your junior?"

"You'an, don't call me that like others do," Song Xici swallowed. "What exactly do you want..."

Tang You'an looked at her, then reached out, lowering her hand to Song Xici's waist, pulling her closer with a slight force. Then, Tang You'an looked down at her. "This."

Suddenly losing her balance, Song Xici's body pressed against Tang You'an, falling into her embrace. Her ears turned crimson, rendering her speechless.

She had no idea how things had escalated to this point. What happened to the agreed-upon one-meter distance? When had it disappeared? Without realizing it, they had ended up like this... But at this moment, she couldn't even begin to ponder these questions.

"If you don't want to teach me, then I'll have to figure it out myself, and you can just cooperate and give me some pointers," Tang You'an murmured, looking at her. "Of course, if you're uncomfortable, you can stop me at any time..."

After speaking, Tang You'an reached out and gently tucked some of Song Xici's hair behind her ear.

Song Xici looked into her eyes but didn't answer. She wanted to escape but couldn't move, her body seemingly addicted to and anticipating something.

Then, Tang You'an leaned down and kissed her earlobe.

"Ah..." The moment Tang You'an's warm breath covered her skin, Song Xici's body trembled again. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, quickly raising her hand to her lips to stifle it, closing her eyes.

Hearing this, Tang You'an tilted her head slightly to look at her, then kissed her neck. "Is this right?"

"..." Song Xici felt so embarrassed she could die. How could she possibly answer such a question?

"Hmm?" Tang You'an gently bit her skin again.

"Yes..." Song Xici closed her eyes.

So, Tang You'an kissed her once more.

Her kisses were light, but to Song Xici, they felt like searing flames. She nearly bit her finger off, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Strangely, Song Xici's subtle physical reactions seemed to stimulate a nerve in Tang You'an, making her feel increasingly thirsty.

Tang You'an then placed one hand on Song Xici's cheek, gently turning her face towards her. Up close, she could see that Song Xici's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

"How many people have you kissed?" Tang You'an asked next.

"Not... not many..." Song Xici shook her head. "Most were just camera tricks."

"Not many, but still some? How many exactly?" Tang You'an stroked her hair.

Song Xici looked at her, feeling that her intentions were far from pure.

"Why are you asking this?" Song Xici pressed her lips together.

"I'm just curious if I were to continue down this path in the future, would I have to do this too? And is this how you all do it?" Tang You'an said, slowly moving closer to her lips.

"What... what else do you want to do..." Song Xici watched as Tang You'an's face drew nearer, a wave of panic rising in her heart.

"What do you think..." Tang You'an lowered her gaze to Song Xici's lips.

"You... mmph..." Song Xici's throat bobbed as she opened her mouth to speak, but her lips were suddenly sealed.

The warm, moist sensation instantly overwhelmed Song Xici's senses, nearly scattering her consciousness.

Her teeth were pried open, her head cradled, as Tang You'an's essence flooded her world, completely submerging her. Unable to struggle free, she felt dazed, as if her entire being was about to crumble.

Imperceptibly increasing the pressure of her hand, Tang You'an deepened the kiss, feeling the slight tremors of Song Xici's body as she plundered every corner of her mouth. An inexplicable joy surged through her, compelling her to seek even more from Song Xici.

After what seemed like an eternity, Tang You'an finally broke away from her lips. She gently wiped a trace of saliva from the corner of Song Xici's mouth with her fingertip, the corners of her own lips curling up as she observed Song Xici's flushed face and labored breathing.

Song Xici felt she must have gone mad. She could have stopped this, but she didn't...

"Your body is so hot, just like the descriptions in those stories..." Tang You'an continued, one hand slowly caressing up from Song Xici's waist, stopping just below her chest at her ribs. Her other hand rested on the collar of Song Xici's sweater at her right shoulder, lightly tugging as if it might slip down at any moment. She kissed Song Xici's neck again. "Why?"

"You'an, I... ah..." Under Tang You'an's kisses, Song Xici pressed against the wall, her legs squeezing together. Her hands clenched and unclenched as she tilted her head back, brows furrowed slightly. "Please..."

"What?"

"Stop... stop it..." Song Xici bit her lower lip hard as she panted. She was genuinely starting to panic, both at Tang You'an's actions and her own body's strange responses.

"Is something wrong?" Tang You'an whispered in her ear.

"Just... just this much... for acting or whatever, I think it's enough, really..." Song Xici's neck shrank away to the side.

"Is that so?" Tang You'an rested her head on Song Xici's shoulder, her hand still gripping her small shoulder, breathing slightly heavily.

"Yes... it's enough..." Song Xici's nose was filled with the scent of Tang You'an's hair.

"Why do I feel it's not enough..." Tang You'an's voice became a bit hoarse as she squeezed Song Xici's shoulder again. "Hmm?"

"Really, really, it's enough..." Song Xici's body trembled again.

"Alright..." Gradually suppressing a certain impulse, Tang You'an straightened up. Her gaze traveled down Song Xici's face, finally settling on her heaving chest. At last, she nodded and released her.

However, Tang You'an still stared intently at her. "So, did I do well just now?"

"I don't know." Song Xici shook her head, looking to the side. Those words sounded so strange to her.

"You don't know?" Tang You'an raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Ah, I have something to do tomorrow, I need to get up after 8... So busy, time to sleep... Goodnight!" After saying this, Song Xici didn't dare look at her and immediately fled from Tang You'an's room.

Watching her retreating figure, Tang You'an raised her hand to her own lips before slowly closing the door.

She could feel her desire growing stronger and stronger.

In the past, her master would often ask her if there was anything in this world she truly wanted. Back then, she couldn't think of anything no matter how hard she tried.

But now, she knew. What she wanted was Song Xici. She used to think it was enough just to watch from the sidelines, but she discovered that her selfish desires ran much deeper than she had imagined.

So, anything Song Xici gave to others, she wanted to receive in equal measure. Whether it was holding hands, hugging, kissing, or caressing.

In fact, she might want even more than that.

After returning to her room, Song Xici closed the door, then leaned her back against it, taking deep breaths to regulate her breathing.

Afterward, she turned and locked the door, then grabbed her hair as she paced to the edge of the bed.

For two nights in a row now, things had ended up like this, unclear and messy, kissing Tang You'an. Her mind was in such chaos she felt it might explode.

Shaking her head vigorously, she tied up her hair and entered the bathroom.

After removing her clothes, unhooking her bra, and taking off her underwear, Song Xici held her panties and looked at them. Frowning deeply, she let out a sigh and hurriedly began washing her underwear in the sink before even showering.

"I've gone mad, completely mad," Song Xici muttered to herself as she scrubbed her clothes.

It seemed Tang You'an had somehow pushed open the tightly closed doors of her heart, one by one, without her even realizing when it had happened. And then, that person had invaded her territory. The scariest part was that it had happened with her own permission.

After finishing her bath routine and returning to bed, Song Xici hugged her blanket tightly and closed her eyes, but her mind remained as chaotic as ever.

At that moment, Song Xici's phone vibrated. She picked it up and opened it to check.

She had thought it might be a message from Meng Meng or someone else, but when she looked, she saw it was from Tang You'an. Even though it was just a brief "Goodnight," Song Xici's heart skipped a beat.

"Goodnight..." After replying, Song Xici felt as if even her phone had become too hot to hold.

Moreover, despite trying for a long time, she couldn't fall asleep. She just stared straight at the ceiling. Later, she touched her lips, then turned to her side, clamping the blanket between her legs and hugging it tightly, the veins on the back of her hand standing out prominently.

She couldn't control her muddled thoughts, nor the strange, restless feeling in her body.

The next day.

It was just before 7 AM when Tang You'an got out of bed.

After going to the kitchen, she pulled up a newly saved recipe on her phone and looked it over. Then she returned to the home screen, set her phone aside, and relying on memory, took ingredients out of the refrigerator and began preparing a stomach-friendly, nutritious breakfast.

While making the main course and simmering cream of pumpkin soup, Tang You'an glanced out the window. The weather seemed quite nice today. She then picked up her phone from nearby and casually browsed through her browser.

In just one night, her browser had already accumulated quite a few bookmarks.

These included topics like "Hormone Encyclopedia," "Female-Female Relationships," and even some derivative searches on "Sex," "Hormones," and "Female-Female Lovemaking Techniques." Basically, she had searched for all the things Song Xici had previously forbidden her from looking at, though she hadn't read much of it yet.

After reading one article and seeing that the food in the pot was almost ready, Tang You'an put down her phone, served her own breakfast at the table, and left Song Xici's portion in the pot to keep warm.

By the time Song Xici woke up, Tang You'an had already left.

Seeing the breakfast downstairs, Song Xici grabbed her hair and rubbed it several times, then jumped up and down on the spot. What was she going to do? How could she face her?!

In the end, with no time to think further, Song Xici ate a little and then rushed to the photo studio.

Since she was doing a photo shoot for clothing, and the clothing was of a very dreamy style, the stylist had made her hair quite voluminous and also added some glitter to the corners of her eyes.

Although she was no longer a youngster, her youthful face meant that all sorts of youthful and ethereal outfits were still eager to feature her.

After finishing her makeup, she began changing into various outfits and posing in front of the backdrop.

It was actually quite physical work, and she started to sweat a little before long.

During a break for touch-ups, Chen Shihan arrived.

"You know, I feel like you've become even prettier recently," Chen Shihan teased, leaning against the counter with her arms crossed after dropping her bag on it.

"Nonsense, I look the same as always," Song Xici glanced at her.

"Is that so? Haha. Oh right, here's the script for you." Chen Shihan then took out the script from her large bag and pushed it across the counter to her.

Seeing the script, Song Xici silently put it into her own bag.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to look at it? I thought you'd be over the moon," Chen Shihan was surprised by her reaction.

Hearing this, Song Xici turned to look at her, hesitated, and then shook her head.

After the touch-up, Song Xici returned to the camera.

In front of the camera, she was very professional, every expression and smile captivating. Most importantly, her skin was flawless, and she was very photogenic, so both the photographer and the post-production team liked working with her.

Watching Song Xici lying on a crystal bed wearing a feathered dress, Chen Shihan couldn't help but marvel to herself, "She's so beautiful. That little monkey Tang You'an is lucky."

By the time they finished shooting, it was past 1 PM.

After saying goodbye to the staff, Song Xici followed Chen Shihan to buy some food and then went to her office.

Tossing her bag onto the sofa, Song Xici ran a hand through her hair, sighed, then leaned forward to open her meal.

"What's going on? Why all the sighing?" Chen Shihan sat opposite her and took out her chopsticks.

"It's nothing, I'm just disappointed in myself," Song Xici said.

"Haven't you been doing quite well recently?" Chen Shihan was a bit confused.

"No, I..." Song Xici's chopsticks poked at her boxed meal. She thought for a moment. "Shihan, you've had casual encounters before, right?"

"Yes, what about it? Am I not allowed to have a casual encounter to meet my physical needs if I can't find a relationship?" Chen Shihan looked up at her.

"No, that's not what I meant," Song Xici picked up a grain of rice. "It's just... having certain desires for someone doesn't necessarily mean you like them, right..."

Although it sounded like a question, Song Xici's face clearly said, "Yes! Tell me quickly, that's exactly how it is!"

"What's wrong with you? Let me tell you, don't you dare cause any trouble, at least not at this stage. Please play the role of Tang You'an's wife properly. You're not allowed to have any wayward thoughts about others. If you cheat during your marriage, even the Jade Emperor himself couldn't save you!" However, after hearing this, Chen Shihan immediately became serious.

"Oh no, it's not like that. I'm just asking for a friend..." Song Xici hurriedly shook her head upon hearing this.

"It better be," Chen Shihan said, giving her a look. Then someone called her, so she put down her chopsticks to answer the phone.

Afterward, Chen Shihan quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and then left the office on some business.

Song Xici sighed, played a round of PUBG, and after quickly dying again, she pondered for a while before opening a chat with Meng Meng.

"Are you busy?" Song Xici asked.

"Just freed up. [Smiling face with exhaustion.jpg]"

"I have a rather... private question. As someone who's been single for over twenty years since birth, have you ever met someone who makes you fantasize about being intimate with them just by being too close or having physical contact?" Song Xici typed, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Meow meow meow? Why are you suddenly willing to chat about this kind of topic with me?!" Meng Meng instantly got excited.

"Just answer me first!" Song Xici had thrown away all sense of dignity.

"Yes! Two people, one is a male god from a manga, and the other is a client I received before. She really had super nice hands, like Zhou Yi and Tang You'an, but a bit meatier, you know? When she stroked my hair once and gave me a charming smile, I felt like I was going to get wet! Haha!"

"You're actually into women?" Song Xici was completely stunned.

"I don't know, I've only encountered that one. Sexual orientation doesn't matter to me, in my view it's like a blade of grass, bending whichever way the wind blows. Anyway, I'm not interested in your type, so you can feel completely at ease sleeping with me. But can you tell me why you're asking this question now?"

"Well, so even though you had those feelings, you didn't actually like her, right?" Song Xici asked.

"You can't keep asking me questions without answering mine. Quick, tell me, who do you want to sleep with?!"

"No one, I'm just asking for a friend..." Song Xici sent, touching her earlobe.

"Do I not know you well enough? You'd ask this for a friend? Let me guess, did you suddenly realize you want to sleep with Tang You'an?!" Meng Meng then sent several lewd emojis.

"No!" Song Xici immediately denied it.

"I don't believe you! It must be, right? Ah... I suddenly feel a bit hurt. Am I really your best friend? I tell you even the most private things when you ask, but you won't tell me about your affairs..."

Meng Meng instantly switched to dejected mode and started sending various sad emojis.

Song Xici stared at her phone screen, exiting and reopening the chat, then exiting again, frowning deeply.

Meanwhile, Tang You'an had just finished filming a scene with Xiao Meimei. She had one last scene in the afternoon before she could wrap up. Throughout the filming, the director had praised her for her visibly rapid improvement in acting skills.

Especially in emotional scenes, while they had found her gaze too cold and vacant earlier, it had gradually taken on more color. Now, it had become even more intense.

In the previous scene where Gu Moyan was interrogated and tortured, she had portrayed the emotional revelations with great depth. She beautifully conveyed the conflicting emotions of indifference towards death and reluctance to part with the general.

"You'an, here, the script." At this moment, Zhu Huitian, her manager who had rushed over, handed Tang You'an the script for "Divine Sacrifice."

"Thank you." Taking the script, Tang You'an gave her a slight smile.

"You're welcome. Want to take a look now?" Zhu Huitian sat down beside her.

"Okay." Tang You'an nodded, then took a sip of water from her cup before opening the script.

She had always been a fast reader, able to scan through pages quickly while retaining the information. Perhaps when she first arrived, she was slower due to unfamiliarity with the characters here, but now she had fully adapted.

Overall, the story had a sense of two phoenixes vying for power, loving and fighting each other. Essentially, although Feng Liuyue and Xiao Yujun were in love, they engaged in a series of power struggles for their respective families to compete for the position of the Celestial Emperor. This included various overt and covert schemes.

Feng Liuyue's personality tended to be cold and aloof. Xiao Yujun, on the other hand, was more coquettish. However, both were as cunning as foxes and ruthless in their actions, quite adept at setting traps for each other.

As for bed scenes, there were two. One existed in Feng Liuyue's memories, taking place in her Guangqing Palace.

The other occurred within the Jade Sinking Illusion set up by Xiao Yujun, mainly used to confuse Feng Liuyue.

After reading through it all at once, Tang You'an closed the script and smiled.

"What is it?" Zhu Huitian looked at her. "How do you feel about this role?"

"I think it might suit me even better than Gu Moyan. I'm confident I can secure it," Tang You'an said.

If nothing else, Feng Liuyue's ruthlessness and coldness were somewhat similar to her former self. Back then, even after living with her master for so long, she would still casually kill a couple of people if she didn't like the look of them when she went out.

"Great, go for it!" Zhu Huitian smiled. Initially, she had thought this role was too ruthless and didn't match Tang You'an. But since Tang You'an said that, she had no reason to worry too much.

At this moment, the boxed meals arrived.

So, after putting the script in her bag, Tang You'an picked up her meal.

After picking it up, she thought for a moment, then put it down again and took out her phone to message Song Xici: "Did you eat your lunch properly?"

After sending the message, Tang You'an picked up her boxed meal again and put a vegetable in her mouth.

Thinking about last night's events, she poked at the food in the box, not feeling much appetite. She glanced at her phone again.

Just then, her phone screen lit up, and she immediately picked it up.

Then she saw Song Xici's reply: "Yes yes yes, I just want Tang You'an to fuck me!"

But a second later, the message on the screen was replaced with "Message has been recalled."

Author's Note: Happy New Year!