CHAPTER 11 [R-18]

R-18

Hu Anxue followed Hang Ying all the way, not daring to make a sound. However, her phone kept ringing, and she quickly silenced it and glanced at the screen. It was Sun Xuan, the chatterbox. Sun Xuan was really sensitive. Just based on a nickname, she guessed that the two sisters-in-law in the novel were her and Hang Ying. But was her feeling one hundred percent accurate? Did Hang Ying really like her? Act coquettish? She wasn't sure what to do.

After they got out of the underground garage, Hang Ying stopped next to a vintage green Mercedes. She opened the passenger door and looked at Hu Anxue. "Get in."

Once Hu Anxue was in the car, Hang Ying went around the front and sat in the driver's seat. It was the first time Hu Anxue had ridden in Hang Ying's car, and it looked expensive. The interior was beautiful, clean, and refreshing, and Hu Anxue felt a bit out of place.

When they arrived home, Hang Ying tossed her bag aside, kicked off her low-heeled leather shoes, and walked barefoot to the liquor cabinet. She took out a bottle of foreign liquor and drank it in one gulp. Only then did she look at Hu Anxue and say, "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

Hu Anxue indeed had many questions, but she couldn't bring herself to ask. She could only stand not far from Hang Ying and watch her.

Hang Ying sighed. "Forget it, you're such a closed-off person [:Someone who probably doesn't want to open up about his or her feelings. They might not feel comfortable sharing personal information or letting others into their world.] I'll just say it myself."
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Hang Ying poured herself another glass of liquor and held the glass, saying, "I'm a prostitute, the kind that serves women. The woman tonight used to be my client. Today she said she wanted to keep me, and I wasn't intentionally harsh towards you earlier. I just wanted a reason to get rid of her."

Hang Ying didn't want to admit that her earlier behavior was due to a touch of jealousy. She took a sip of her drink and continued, "Being kept isn't fun. How can it be interesting to face different women every day? And she wanted to have s*x with me, but I don't want to be touched. Dirty hands are one thing, but I don't want my body to be dirtied too."

These words had crossed Hu Anxue's mind before, but hearing Hang Ying say them out loud made her feel uncomfortable. Hang Ying was exposing her own scars, belittling herself.

Hang Ying said, "You should know, right? My parents are both university professors. Since I was young, they had high expectations for me and planned out my future. They wanted me to pursue a Ph.D., fulfill their dreams, and become a professor at a top university in the country."

"But I don't like studying. For their sake, I worked hard. I kept pushing myself until I graduated with a master's degree. I did my best, but I really don't like academia, don't like studying. So I ran away, came to a strange city, and wanted to find a job I liked, to prove myself and let my parents know that I can achieve success without following their plans."

"But..." Hang Ying chuckled self-mockingly. "Jobs aren't easy to find, and money isn't easy to earn... so being a pr*stitute brings in money quickly. Don't be shy, the inn is a good platform. Here, I quickly earned enough money to buy a big house for my family and buy my own house and car. In the first few years, I felt great, thinking I was so capable and proud. Serving women, well, it's just using my hands, my mouth, and selling some physical effort. Besides, I like women, so I'm not losing out. But there are always a few weird clients who think they can insult me just because they have some money! I only take submissive roles, but they insist on having s*x with me, damn it!"

Hang Ying: "I don't want to do it anymore, I don't want to sell my smile. The inn is actually quite good, they provide good protection for the staff, but I just don't want to do it anymore. I'm tired of feeling controlled by others."

Hang Ying: "My marriage with your brother is fake, the emotions are fake, and the marriage certificate is fake. He is my employee. After I bought the car and the house, and saved some money, I opened a male version of the inn following its successful model. Someone introduced your brother to me to be the manager. At that time, my parents were pressuring me to get married, so I let him play along with me, fake married, to appease my parents."

Hang Ying: "By the way, your brother is gay, did you know that?"

"I didn't know." Hu Anxue felt a hint of satisfaction in her heart that her speculation was confirmed.

"Now you know, I wonder how your parents will react when they find out." Hang Ying gestured for Hu Anxue to come over. "Come, sit here."

Hu Anxue obediently sat next to her.

Hang Ying hugged her tightly, holding her in her arms. "Your parents are really annoying, and your brother is so boring. But I didn't expect him to have such a cute sister like you, calm and quiet, willing to have meals with me, watch TV with me. You're well-behaved, and I really like you."

Due to her job, Hang Ying had met many girls and easily noticed that Hu Anxue had feelings for her. Initially, she just wanted to tease her, but she didn't expect to encounter Hu Anxue at the inn, and she certainly didn't expect that Hu Anxue would make a move on her.

"The first time I saw you at the inn, I felt a bit panicked for some reason. I was afraid you would see the ugly side of me, so I blindfolded you. I originally planned to keep it like that, keeping our personal lives separate. You would be a customer at the inn, and at home, you would still be my employee's sister. But after that incident, when I saw you again at home, I couldn't help but get closer. Even though I deal with so many girls every day, it's tiring and annoying, but I still want to hold you, kiss you, and fulfill your desires."

"Hu Anxue, do you like me?" Hang Ying looked at her, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion, mixed with obvious tenderness.

"I like you." This was the first time Hang Ying called her by her full name, and it made Hu Anxue's heart race wildly.

"What do you like about me?" Hang Ying looked at her, her soft eyes filled with sadness.

"The days living with you made me experience the warmth of a home for the first time. Even at home, I've never felt as relaxed and comfortable as I do here. I'm like a servant that my parents gave birth to for my brother. Even though I'm in my own home, I feel like a guest, always doing chores and not daring to speak up. I've never been valued before, but you made me feel valued." Mentioning her parents, Hu Anxue had an urge to cry.

Hang Ying felt it too. She immediately put down the glass she was holding and fully embraced Hu Anxue, letting her bury her face in her chest and cry, gently patting her back to comfort her. She enjoyed this feeling and after thinking for a moment, she spoke softly but clearly, "Xiaoxue, let's build a home together, would you like that?"

Hu Anxue nodded against Hang Ying's neck, "Yes, I would like that."

"Hu Anxue, let's go take a shower." Hang Ying said. After speaking, Hang Ying lowered her head and kissed Hu Anxue's lips. The alcohol had gotten to her a bit, and she was drinking quickly, feeling a bit tipsy. She didn't care whether it was urgent or not, she just wanted to kiss Hu Anxue. Despite having kissed so many women before, this was her first time kissing a woman she truly cared for, and it felt different. She didn't find it at all tiresome, and she even felt a bit addicted.

Hang Ying embraced Hu Anxue tightly, kissing her as they walked, all the way until they reached the master bedroom. Once inside the bedroom, Hang Ying pressed Hu Anxue against the door, continuing to kiss her passionately. The desire was easily ignited by their deep kisses, and Hang Ying began removing Hu Anxue's clothes while leading her towards the bathroom. By the time they entered the bathroom, their clothes were completely off. Without time to fill the bathtub with water, Hang Ying directly turned on the shower, and the water from the showerhead instantly poured down on them, mixing with the sound of their kissing, creating a unique sensation. After a moment, Hang Ying took a break from kissing and reached out to test the water temperature. Finding it suitable, she guided Hu Anxue's body into the water.

"Mmm... hmm~~~ hmm~~~" Hang Ying was different today compared as before, and Hu Anxue couldn't resist. She couldn't react quickly enough and simply let Hang Ying take control, forgetting to suppress her moans of desire.

The warm water continued to pour down from the back of their necks, soaking Hu Anxue's entire body. Hang Ying kissed her while using the water to caress her body, arousing their primal desires. However, just as Hang Ying had ignited the desires, she let go of Hu Anxue. Hang Ying gathered Hu Anxue's semi-wet hair in front of her forehead, holding her face and carefully examining her. "My girlfriend is so beautiful."

"You're the beautiful one." The light in the bathroom wasn't very bright, but it was enough for them to see each other clearly. Being stared at so closely by someone for the first time, Hu Anxue immediately lowered her head, shyly wanting to press herself against Hang Ying.

Their lower bodies were now very close, and their foreheads gradually touched. Their gazes met again, and then their lips, as if they were magnetically drawn to each other, kissed each other tightly. Hang Ying's breath carried a strong smell of alcohol, but her mouth tasted only sweet and fragrant, different from anything Hu Anxue had experienced before. She became addicted to it. Perhaps because she received a clear response and confirmed their relationship, Hu Anxue became excited. She boldly and actively kissed Hang Ying, even extending her tongue into Hang Ying's mouth.

"Hmm~~~" Hang Ying let out a moan as Hu Anxue stirred something within her. Hu Anxue's body trembled in response, becoming even more aroused. She tightly embraced Hang Ying, her hands exploring Hang Ying's body as if unlocking a seal. Hang Ying's figure was truly attractive, with a slender waist but ample and alluring curves in the chest and hips. Her skin felt incredibly smooth to the touch. Despite being seven years younger, Hu Anxue's skin didn't seem any better than Hang Ying's, even though she took good care of it.

Hang Ying's chest is really big and soft. Their heights are similar, and their chests are pressed against each other. With the same force, Hang Ying's br*asts are twice as thick as hers, soft yet full of elasticity. Hu Anxue couldn't help but take the initiative to press and rub her own chest against Hang Ying's, carefully savoring the pleasure of their skin touching. Her movements were small, but Hang Ying seemed to feel it. She used her hands to support both of their br*asts, squeezing them together. The soft br*ast flesh rubbed back and forth, and their n*pples kept "fighting," standing erect.

Hang Ying released Hu Anxue's lips and licked her own, looking down at their pressed chests from time to time, teasingly glancing at Hu Anxue.

This scene is so er*tic, and Hu Anxue likes it and feels shy at the same time. How can Hang Ying be so natural in doing such things? She is truly charming! Hu Anxue felt embarrassed to admit that she really enjoyed this side of Hang Ying. She had never despised Hang Ying because of her profession, she only felt sorry for her and had a bit of uncontrollable jealousy. She knew that Hang Ying's maturity and skill were a result of her profession, and they were a part of her that she liked.

Hu Anxue couldn't help but feel delighted. This charming Hang Ying now belongs to her. From now on, she and Hang Ying would be family to each other. She was no longer an outsider relying on her brother to stay here, instead, she was the invited master, forming a home with Hang Ying. She didn't dare and wouldn't covet Hang Ying's wealth. She was just happy to have a home of her own with Hang Ying.

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