Vol 4. Chapter 25: Kiss

‘Mengxi?! You?! Y-You! What are you do—’

When Mengxi forcefully grabbed her chin, Lady Yumo couldn't help but freeze slightly.

Staring at that breathtakingly beautiful face so close at hand, Yumo's scarlet eyes were filled with disbelief.

Those words, coupled with this action...

It was probably self-evident where Mengxi wanted to kiss her...

Compared to Yumo, Mengxi's strength was like a mayfly trying to shake a great tree. There was simply no comparison. If Yumo wanted to, subduing Mengxi would take no more than an instant.

It would be effortless.

Yet at this moment, as Mengxi slowly climbed in front of the black-haired girl and pinched Lady Yumo's delicate chin between her index finger and thumb,

the silver-haired girl's presence instantly reached an unprecedented level. Combined with her determined gaze and the completely unexpected action, it directly suppressed Lady Yumo.

For a moment,

Yumo's heartbeat abruptly accelerated.

The black-haired girl felt her entire body going limp. Looking at that peerlessly beautiful face drawing so close that they were practically about to make negative-distance contact, smelling the faint jasmine fragrance coming from Mengxi, and feeling the warm breath exhaled by the silver-haired girl, Yumo completely lost any inclination to move.

She simply allowed the silver-haired girl's warm, burning lips to press firmly against her own.

Seeing that Yumo did not resist immediately, Mengxi's fragrant tongue pressed its advantage, hurriedly slipping over to pry apart Yumo's pearly white teeth before wantonly touching and licking the black-haired girl's lips and tongue...

Lady Mengxi's passionate kiss came so suddenly that it caught Yumo completely off guard like a raging storm. Their smooth, fragrant saliva rubbed between their entwined tongues. Lady Yumo, who had already been somewhat stunned, now found her mind completely blank. She merely obediently closed her eyes, as though everything happening was only natural.

At that instant, she forgot how to think and did not want to think. She simply remained seated where she was by instinct, allowing Mengxi to take whatever she wanted while tightly clutching the hem of her skirt.

‘Sister Yumo, don't worry~ You'll feel really good~’

After reading the novels White Yama had given her, [N O V E L I G H T] Mengxi had done quite a bit of training lately, all so that she could thoroughly mold Sister Yumo into her shape from multiple angles~.

It had even delayed her cultivation progress slightly.

As the Child of Destiny, Mengxi could truly be described as neglecting her proper duties...

But regardless,

now

was precisely the moment for the silver-haired girl to display the fruits of her training.

Mengxi's nimble, tender tongue completely seized control inside Yumo's mouth, constantly moving against her lips, sometimes gently nibbling and rubbing them, sometimes licking and feeding upon Lady Yumo's lips. One moment ** that soft patch, the next attacking another tender spot, taking possession of every corner, every single corner...

Meanwhile, Yumo's little tongue was completely on the defensive, able to do nothing but follow Mengxi's lead as they danced together...

Under Mengxi's unrelenting offensive,

a trace of intoxicated confusion gradually appeared in Lady Yumo's scarlet eyes. Her little face turned redder than ever before, even more so than when Mengxi had forcibly kissed her the first time. Beads of fragrant sweat gradually slid down the girl's swan-like neck.

Even the secret place beneath her black gauze dress, stimulated by Mengxi's tongue, gradually began to seep with some strange, mysterious liquid...

Whether it was because the shock had caused her brain to crash, because of that strange sense of guilt from earlier, or because of some other subconscious reason,

Yumo did not resist while Mengxi kissed her.

Instead, she quietly savored the warmth brought by Mengxi's soft pink lips.

...

...

A while later, their lips separated, and both of them were breathing somewhat heavily. Lady Yumo, who had finally returned to her senses, avoided Mengxi's gaze and lowered her head. Her delicate, fair face seemed to be covered by a brilliant crimson glow at that moment.

Compared to Yumo, Mengxi was far bolder.

Although her cheeks were equally flushed, she continued staring at the black-haired girl before her without the slightest intention of retreating. After gently stroking her lips, which were covered in Lady Yumo's bodily fluids, Mengxi's pale-purple eyes were filled with lingering desire.

Deep down, Mengxi was overflowing with a sense of accomplishment and happiness. The pain from the wound on her butt had now been completely drowned out by the pleasure brought by their kiss.

Well~

It seemed all her hard training these past few days had indeed been quite effective.

Watching the black-haired girl fall silent with her face flushed bright red, Mengxi couldn't help feeling rather smug.

Still,

she hadn't expected Sister Yumo not to resist at all throughout the entire thing. It had actually gone this smoothly?

It seemed completely conquering Sister Yumo would be easier than she had imagined~

But,

regardless,

in any case~

‘Thank you for the meal, Sister Yumo~’

After sighing inwardly, Mengxi slowly scooted forward, bringing her little mouth beside Lady Yumo's ear once again. Unlike before, however, Mengxi did not choose to bite Sister Yumo's sensitive ear this time. Instead, she slowly said:

“Sister Yumo~ Now we're even~ I don't need to be angry anymore~ Let's get along nicely again, just like before~”

As she spoke, Mengxi revealed her signature charming, sweet smile.

Hearing this, Lady Yumo finally recovered from her daze. She slowly raised her head and looked at the silver-haired girl before her, who seemed both like an angel and a demon.

For a moment,

Lady Yumo pursed her lips again and stared resentfully at Mengxi.

Clearly, Yumo still somewhat minded the fact that Mengxi had ‘forcibly kissed’ her~

Seeing this, Mengxi, who had guessed what Lady Yumo was thinking, helplessly gave a wry smile.

Sister Yumo~

You're still pretending to mind?

How dishonest~

If Sister Yumo truly didn't want me kissing her~, how could I possibly have succeeded~?

So,

at the very least, Sister Yumo's body is still quite honest~

After reaching that conclusion, Lady Mengxi felt even more delighted inside. If she weren't desperately controlling herself through sheer willpower, a blissful smile would probably have appeared directly on her face.

But well,

for Sister Yumo's sake, Mengxi decided not to expose her for now~

Instead, she teasingly raised her hand and waved it in front of Yumo.

“What? Sister Yumo still doesn't think we're even? Even though Sister Yumo obviously took more advantage of me~ Isn't that enough?”

“Hm?”

Hearing this, the conflicted Lady Yumo couldn't help frowning even more.

“Me? I took more advantage of you? Wh... Why would you say that?”

“Enmm~”

In response, Mengxi deliberately raised a hand to support her chin, putting on a serious expression as though pondering the matter:

“Well, if Sister spanking my butt and me kissing Sister cancel each other out... enmmm, then when it comes to feeling each other up, no matter how I think about it, I'm the one who got the worse deal~”

“Hm?”

Yumo became even more confused upon hearing this.

“But you... you little brat, earlier you...”

“Don't rush, don't rush, Sister Yumo. Listen while I explain it carefully~”

“Ugh...”

“When I felt you up, most of the time I was feeling up that ‘Xiaomo,’ wasn't I? There wasn't much to feel in that loli form. Even when I took advantage of Sister Yumo back in the Winter Forest, there really wasn't that much. After all, Sister Yumo, yours are...”

As she spoke, Mengxi thoughtfully stared at Lady Yumo's somewhat flat chest.

Then Mengxi even thrust out her own chest, displaying the plump roundness she was so proud of before Lady Yumo without the slightest reservation:

“By comparison, Sister Yumo obviously had much more to knead just now~”

“...”

Hearing those words, Yumo fell into an eerie silence.

Her gaze slowly drifted downward.

Looking at that pair of full, voluptuous, extremely elastic **, as well as the mouthwatering pink at the peaks, Yumo gradually revealed a resentful expression. After glancing several times at her own chest from the corner of her eye, a trace of darkness abruptly surfaced within Lady Yumo's scarlet eyes.

Enmm,

as far as Lady Yumo was concerned, whether those lumps of fat on her body were big or small didn't matter at all.

However,

after being compared with Mengxi like this, an inexplicable sense of displeasure involuntarily surged within the girl.

Then, driven by that strange emotion, the annoyed Yumo abruptly raised her hand without another word and grabbed one of Mengxi's big mounds.

“Hmph, you rotten girl! You think being big makes you amazing?! Believe it or not, I'll flatten you!”

“Ow, ow, ow~”

Mengxi cried out in pain:

“Sister Yumo, I was just joking! Don't take it so seriously~”

“Hmph!”

Seeing Mengxi quickly raise her hands in surrender, Yumo stopped making things difficult for her. She slowly released her hand and controlled the nearby Blood Butterflies, using them to place another cotton blanket over Mengxi, instantly covering the large expanse of snow-white skin the silver-haired girl had left exposed.

“Hurry up and put some clothes on. What kind of state is this, wearing nothing but stockings... And be careful not to catch a cold...”

“I know, Sister Yumo.”

Seeing that Yumo was no longer silently sulking and had finally started responding to her, Mengxi, having achieved her goal, stopped mischievously provoking her adorable sister. Instead, she restrained that uniquely seductive and daring aura, obediently wrapped herself in the blanket, and returned to the well-behaved, adorable appearance she usually showed when getting along with ‘Miss Yu.’

Of course, because her butt still hurt, Mengxi still didn't dare sit down.

And so,

the silver-haired girl supported herself on her knees atop the sofa and looked seriously at the black-haired girl before her.

“Then Sister Yumo, we're even now, so neither of us is angry anymore, right? Can we talk properly? Just like... before.”

“Mm... But...”

“But what?”

“In the future... don't make jokes like that.”

As she spoke, another blush appeared on Lady Yumo's face, along with intense confliction. She slowly extended a slender, jade-like finger and gently touched her own cherry lips.

“You can't joke around about something like this...”

“Hm? Joke around?”

Hearing this, a rare trace of displeasure flashed through Mengxi's pale-purple eyes. After helplessly shaking her head and taking a deep breath, Mengxi spoke with a slightly serious expression:

“Sister Yumo, I wasn't joking just now.”

“Eh?”

“Sister Yumo, I'm serious. I kissed Sister because I really do like you. It definitely wasn't some kind of joke.”