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Cheng Qiuyi has recently been losing things.
They're not anything valuable; in the first few days, she occasionally misplaced a hairpin or a hair tie. Cheng Qiuyi thought that Liu Shuhan had taken them and didn't pay much attention. However, recently she suspected that there might be a thief in the house because… her underwear went missing.
Yes, three pairs of underwear that had been hanging out to dry disappeared over the course of a week, along with four socks and a camisole. All of these were intimate items, and she had no idea which pervert had taken them.
Liu Shuhan was taking a shower when, for some reason, she suddenly sneezed.
"What are you doing?" As soon as Liu Shuhan came out, she saw Cheng Qiuyi standing on the balcony with a clothes hanger on her hip, staring intently at the ceiling like Nezha.
"We've been robbed," Cheng Qiuyi put the clothes hanger back in its place and turned to see Liu Shuhan, trying to suppress a laugh. "Did you wear your dad's clothes?"
Liu Shuhan was wearing an oversized old t-shirt that was a faded yellow from years of wear. The neckline and sleeves were frayed, and there was a crooked patch at the hem. She wore black beach shorts on her lower half, with her slender legs swinging beneath the loose pant legs, making her look just like an old man exercising in the park at first glance.
"What kind of eyes do you have? This is my sleepwear!"
"That sleepwear is older than you, isn't it?"
Liu Shuhan chuckled, "Don't say that; these pants actually belong to my dad. He thinks they're ugly and doesn't wear them anymore. But the fabric is really soft; it's super comfortable to sleep in!"
"Is that so?" Cheng Qiuyi walked over to Liu Shuhan's side and, taking advantage of her unawareness, slipped her hand into one of the wide pant legs that was almost as wide as a skirt. "Let me feel how comfortable it really is."
The thigh area felt delicate and soft like a ball of cotton in her hand. The more Cheng Qiuyi touched it, the more she couldn't put it down.
Liu Shuhan is ticklish, and as soon as Cheng Qiuyi touches her thigh, she surrenders, trying to evade the mischievous hand while saying, "Hey, hey, hey, let's talk seriously. Don't mess around."
"How can touching my own woman be considered messing around?"
Cheng Qiuyi pushes Liu Shuhan against the wall and reaches into her clothes to tickle her waist. Liu Shuhan feels her legs go weak and clings to Cheng Qiuyi's arm, begging for mercy.
"Cheng Qiuyi... Cheng Qiuyi, I was wrong... please spare me... hahahaha... Cheng Qiuyi, I was wrong..."
"Will you let me touch you in the future?"
"I will, I will..."
Only then does Cheng Qiuyi reluctantly withdraw her hand.
After a while of playful chaos, both are panting. Liu Shuhan holds onto Cheng Qiuyi's arm to steady herself, tears of laughter still glistening in her eyes. A thought crosses Cheng Qiuyi's mind; she leans down and licks the corner of Liu Shuhan's eye with her tongue, capturing the cool little droplet in her mouth.
Having just showered, Liu Shuhan smells delightful all over, and Cheng Qiuyi smiles in satisfaction. "Not bad."
Liu Shuhan feels she was truly blind in the past, thinking that Cheng Qiuyi was a straight woman; in reality, Cheng Qiuyi is quite the rogue! She wonders how many young girls she has fooled with this trick. Feeling stirred by Cheng Qiuyi's smile, she rises on her toes and kisses her. "What does it taste like? Let me have a try."
With beauty in her arms, Cheng Qiuyi has completely forgotten about that little thief who liked to steal underwear.
As their lips intertwine, an inexplicable restlessness rises within Liu Shuhan. She leans close to Cheng Qiuyi's ear and whispers, "Have you learned how pigs run yet?"
Cheng Qiuyi chuckles softly, her chest vibrating against Liu Shuhan's. "Not only have I learned how pigs run, but I've also learned how to eat pork."
Liu Shuhan looked at her expectantly, her big black and shiny eyes full of eagerness, as if saying, "Come on, come on, hurry up and eat me." But Cheng Qiuyi removed her claws from Liu Shuhan's body, saying, "But it's not the right time yet."
Liu Shuhan scratched her head in disappointment, then remembered what Cheng Qiuyi had just said, "You said there was a thief at home? What kind of thief?"
"Nothing much, I misread the situation; everything is still here."
Liu Shuhan was already timid by nature. If she knew there was a pervert stealing underwear, she would probably be scared to death. It was better to catch this pervert first.
Suddenly, Liu Shuhan sneezed.
Cheng Qiuyi frowned. "Wearing such a drafty outfit has made you catch a cold, hasn't it?"
Liu Shuhan tugged at her collar and recalled something, laughing, "By the way, this outfit was given to me by a classmate back in high school."
Cheng Qiuyi's ears perked up at this key information. "What classmate?"
"I've forgotten what he looks like. He was a male classmate who gave me a T-shirt for my birthday; it was actually an XXL size. It was hilarious."
"Could it be this one?"
"Yeah, do you really think it belonged to my dad?"
Cheng Qiuyi raised an eyebrow. "Liu Shuhan, you're quite something. I didn't expect you to be so sentimental; you've been wearing a T-shirt that doesn't fit you for over ten years just because a male classmate gave it to you."
"Are you jealous?" Liu Shuhan covered her mouth and chuckled. "I don't even remember his name; what are you jealous of?"
Cheng Qiuyi said coldly, "It's getting late, go rest."
After saying that, she returned to her room and closed the door.
How could a joke about being angry turn into real anger? Liu Shuhan touched her nose, feeling a bit confused. This is why women can change their moods faster than flipping a book.
Liu Shuhan looked at Cheng Qiuyi's tightly closed door, feeling anxious. A beautiful woman like her, especially someone as beloved as Cheng Qiuyi, was always in front of her—she could see, touch, and kiss her, but couldn't have her completely. What kind of situation was this? Liu Shuhan was a normal person with normal desires, yet Cheng Qiuyi was emotionally distant. Whenever she teased, she would run away afterward, leaving Liu Shuhan frustrated.
Although Liu Shuhan was somewhat clueless about how to engage in intimate activities with another woman, she had Cheng Qiuyi by her side. Besides cooking, was there anything Cheng Qiuyi couldn't do?
Liu Shuhan leaned against the balcony door with crossed arms for a moment, then noticed no one around. She quietly grabbed a piece of clothing from the drying rack and hurried back to her room like a rabbit.
She leaned against the door and sighed in relief. Carefully, she took out a small key from the inner pocket of her white down jacket in the wardrobe and retrieved her precious little box from a shoe box at the bottom of the wardrobe. After unlocking it, she neatly folded and placed the piece of lingerie that belonged to Cheng Qiuyi inside.
Once the box was opened, Liu Shuhan realized that all the underwear and socks that Cheng Qiuyi had lost over the past week were neatly organized inside, even more orderly than Liu Shuhan's own wardrobe.
After placing the items inside, Liu Shuhan seemed to realize what she had done and slapped the back of her right hand. "Liu Shuhan, you reckless girl! If Cheng Qiuyi finds out, you're done for!"
Liu Shuhan had developed a habit of collecting things related to Cheng Qiuyi. She was enthusiastic about gathering everything belonging to Cheng Qiuyi; even an empty milk bottle that Cheng Qiuyi had discarded felt precious to her.
Living in this house felt like a thief entering a vast treasure trove filled with valuables. God knows how much self-control she needed to restrain herself.
What would she do if Cheng Qiuyi really found out?
Liu Shuhan carefully locked the box and put it back in its place. She glanced at the two suitcases in the corner of the room—those were brought in on the day she moved in.
Being able to be with Cheng Qiuyi is already great. If one day she really hates herself, she can just go back to where she came from. At least she has had Cheng Qiuyi, and that is enough.
Cheng Qiuyi was in her room watching the computer surveillance, her expression complex. She had just installed the camera tonight, thinking it would take a few days to catch the thief. She never expected to catch them tonight, and even more surprising was that the person turned out to be Liu Shuhan.
The person in the video had a sneaky appearance that made Cheng Qiuyi both amused and exasperated. Liu Shuhan seemed like such a cheerful woman on the surface; who would have thought she had such… unique hobbies.
Cheng Qiuyi logged into her secondary Weibo account to send Liu Shuhan a private message, referring to her as "a stone."
A Stone: "Are you there?"
A Log: "Yes, what’s up?"
"Can't I reach out if there's nothing going on? By the way, why haven't you posted any photos of beautiful women for several days?"
A Log: "The beautiful woman is already mine; I can't show you."
Cheng Qiuyi scrolled through Liu Shuhan's pinned Weibo post and found that the photo of herself that had been taken without her knowledge was indeed deleted. She smiled and typed a few words: "Congratulations, your wish has come true."
A Log sent back a dismissive emoji. "What do you mean 'wish has come true'? She confessed first!"
Cheng Qiuyi could almost visualize Liu Shuhan making that dismissive expression with her round face, and her smile deepened. "Didn’t you say the other day that her taste is a bit heavy?"
A Log took a while to reply to Cheng Qiuyi's message: "No matter if she's serious or not, at least I want to be serious."
Cheng Qiuyi sighed at those words. She was being so obvious about her feelings; why didn’t Liu Shuhan believe her? Could it be that she was born with the word 'liar' written on her face?
She exited the private message and dialed Liu Shuhan's number.
"Qiu Yi, are you... not angry anymore?" Liu Shuhan answered the phone quickly, her tone cautious and probing.
"Shu Han, do you not believe that I love you at all?"
Liu Shuhan was surprised. Why was Cheng Qiuyi saying this out of the blue? "No, I don't... What happened? Why are you asking this?"
"It's nothing. Just take care of yourself. Good night."
"Good night."
Liu Shuhan hung up the phone and was left puzzled by Cheng Qiuyi's words. Was she angry or not?
As she pondered, a message came back from a friend: "You love her but also keep your guard up. That's really unfair to her."
It was unfair, but Cheng Qiuyi was elusive. She could return unexpectedly today and then slip away quietly next time, just like nine years ago.
Back then, she was left all alone. What should she do?
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