Su Yun stared at the beautiful girl right in front of her, her face burning so hot it felt like it might evaporate. Did she really have to help Qin Xue undress? This would be her first time taking off another girl’s clothes... well, maybe not the first time.
But that time had been completely different.
“Xiaoyun~” At that moment, Qin Xue suddenly leaned her body toward her.
Su Yun, still lost in thought, was so startled that she nearly jumped away.
“Ugh!”
“Come on, help me~ Xiaoyun, where are you looking?” Qin Xue urged her in a sweet, sugary tone.
“I… I don’t really…”
“I… I don’t really have the strength either, so maybe you should just keep it on, Sister Xue,” Su Yun mumbled, feeling too shy to continue.
“But it’s so tight. It’s really uncomfortable… ahh, Xiaoyun, can’t you help me out?”
Qin Xue let out a low, pained moan.
“Ugh…”
Su Yun hesitated again and again, but finally summoned her courage and turned back around.
She grasped the bottom hem of Qin Xue’s middle school uniform with both hands. As her fingertips brushed against the girl's waist, a soft sensation greeted her touch.
If she just lifted it up from here—it should be fine, right?
If she just lifted it up like this, it should be—
That’s what Su Yun thought at first, but the moment she acted, she realized how wrong she was.
“Ugh, Xiaoyun, don’t be so rough,” Qin Xue reminded her as the fabric snagged.
“S-Sorry, I’ll go slower…” Su Yun’s face flushed red as she focused intently on the tangled fabric in front of her.
Did Sister Xue not start developing until high school? How was there such a difference…
...
Su Yun stared at the hem of the uniform, which refused to budge against the softness it met—
She stared at that unmovable fabric in her hands, locked in a stalemate against the supple resistance, and her whole body went numb.
Just a little more strength. She could almost pull it up.
So, with increased effort, she tugged the uniform upward, dragging the soft curves along with it.
“Mmm~ Xiaoyun…”
Throughout the process, delightful little sounds would occasionally escape from the side.
“……”
Su Yun kept her heart pure, trying not to let her thoughts wander, focusing only on helping Qin Xue escape her ‘predicament.’
At last, she saw a glimmer of hope.
A sliver of snow-white peeked out from beneath the hem.
Now’s the moment!
Now’s the moment!
Su Yun stared fixedly at what was before her.
Finally, after all her effort, the shirt was pulled up—but—
Duang, duang—
Suddenly, two massive mounds appeared in front of the young girl’s eyes.
Her jaw dropped in shock.
“Huh?”
They were so close that Su Yun could even catch the faint warmth mixed with a gentle fragrance rising from them.
“……”
“……”
She stared, speechless.
“Xiaoyun, you’re so bad,” Qin Xue said in a teasing, ambiguous tone.
“Xiaoyun, you’re so bad…” she repeated, now in a pitiful, endearing voice that tugged at the heart.
And it made Su Yun feel like she really had done something wrong.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t know it would turn out like this…”
Su Yun glanced at the fallen ‘protective covering,’ then collapsed face-down on the bed, as if kneeling in apology.
“You could’ve just rolled it up from the middle—it’s super soft. Xiaoyun, don’t tell me you did it on purpose.”
Qin Xue’s tone sounded slightly reproachful.
“Ugh… just like that…”
Su Yun lowered her head even further.
Sister Xue was right. When it gets stuck, she should’ve rolled it up from the middle—
“Ugh… just like that…”
Su Yun lowered her head even more, almost burying herself in the sheets.
Sister Xue was right. When it got caught, she should’ve started from the source, not just tugged from the side.
But how could she dare touch there…
“I’m sorry… but I really didn’t mean to. It’s cold. Sister Xue, you should get dressed quickly.”
“I know you didn’t mean it.” Qin Xue still replied with a cold tone.
Then suddenly, as if something had been tossed aside, a soft sound came from the edge of the bed.
“Hm?”
Su Yun still kept her head down, unaware of the change in the air.
She had no idea what was going on outside.
“I’m dressed now. Xiaoyun, you can lift your head.”
“Ugh… okay.” Su Yun carefully raised her head, afraid that Qin Xue would hate her.
But the sight before her stunned her once more.
“Sister Xue! Didn’t you say it was tight? Why did you put it back on?”
Her pupils dilated in disbelief, because not only had Qin Xue put her middle school uniform back on, but that tight-fitting uniform now featured something that utterly defeated the purpose of clothing itself…
Qin Xue was wearing a middle school uniform—but now, Su Yun couldn’t see even a trace of decency in it anymore.
"Why aren't you talking to me, Xiaoyun?"
"I… I'm just a little tired… going to sleep now." Su Yun could feel the heat rising on her face, and she knew she was about to lose control.
Like an escape, she buried her head under the blanket, thinking she wouldn’t have to see Qin Xue anymore.
But this time, Qin Xue wasn’t planning to let her off so easily.
"Xiaoyun, why are you running away~?"
Just as Su Yun settled into the bed, she felt a weight press down on her.
Peeking out from beneath the covers, she saw that Qin Xue was now on top of her.
"Ugh, no..."
She tried to squirm away, but her hands were quickly caught.
Forced to look into Qin Xue’s eyes, Su Yun stammered, "Sister Xue, you..."
It was then that she noticed Qin Xue’s cheeks were flushed, almost like she was embarrassed.
It must be from how tight her clothes were earlier.
Su Yun was still trying to find a reason for her, but before she could finish her thoughts, the older girl—burning with emotion—leaned down and kissed her.
"Mmph!"
Her mouth was pried open, and once again, she felt that intoxicating, slightly frightening sensation.
A girl’s lips were so soft. Was it normal for girls to do something like this...?
Su Yun recalled some information she had once searched online.
What they were doing now clearly wasn’t ordinary, yet she still tried to convince herself otherwise.
But more than anything, what weighed on her heart was that deep-rooted sense of unworthiness.
She felt like she wasn’t strong enough. Even if she liked someone, she didn’t deserve to say it out loud.
A minute passed.
Their lips parted, and both girls now wore matching shades of crimson on their faces.
"Hehe." Qin Xue looked down at the expression on the face of the girl beneath her and smiled foolishly.
"So red. I really want to eat you up, Xiaoyun… by lips..."
"Ugh, what is it..." Su Yun panted heavily, her eyes glazed with heat and moisture.
They were supposed to study all day—exams were next week—and yet Sister Xue was acting like this...
Why was she doing this to her...?
Su Yun felt a bit annoyed, but not at Qin Xue.
"Ugh..." Then suddenly, she felt something soft press against her lips again.
She blinked, and in the next instant, saw Qin Xue's face up close.
Pressing down on her were those nearly overflowing curves.
The collar of her uniform was loose, and the distance between them... was less than zero.
Su Yun felt her mind spinning again.
"Sister Xue, if you’ve had enough fun, get off me already... I… I feel really hot." She began to plead, but the person on top of her had no intention of moving.
"……"
"Xiaoyun."
"Hm?" Su Yun looked at Qin Xue, who had suddenly calmed down.
"I… like you." The blush on the girl's face deepened, but she still smiled—like a lily blooming in summer, beautiful and alluring.
At that moment, all Su Yun could hear was the wild thumping of her heart, along with the echo of Qin Xue’s words looping endlessly in her mind.
Like… like... Had she misheard?
Su Yun wanted to confirm it, but she found herself too overwhelmed to speak.
"I haven’t been sleeping well, just so I could say this to you." Qin Xue looked at the white-haired girl beneath her, her voice unusually calm.
"My mind is filled with you, Xiaoyun. I’m scared that one day, you’ll leave me and go to someone else..."
"That’s why… I couldn’t sleep. That’s why I overheard what you said yesterday..."
"Ugh..." Su Yun couldn’t think anymore. Her face was flushed, and all she could do was let out little whimpers.
At that moment, she was no different from a naive girl waiting for love to arrive.
"I promise, this place belongs only to you. I’m yours too. Wherever you are, I’ll be there." Qin Xue deliberately shifted her body, pressing the bulging middle school uniform firmly against Xiaoyun’s face.
"So, Xiaoyun... what’s your answer?" she asked, gazing deeply into Su Yun’s eyes.
"……"
Looking at Qin Xue’s incredibly enchanting face, Su Yun found herself speechless.
Even her breathing trembled.
"Sister Xue, I..."
She practically squeezed out those words with all her strength.
In that moment, she felt a searing gaze upon her—and the soft pressure on her face only grew heavier.
"I… I like you too."
Su Yun wanted to finish the sentence, but midway through, her shyness overtook her and she fainted again.
"Xiaoyun?"
……
That sleep brought Su Yun a beautiful dream.
It was a soft and sweet one.
She dreamed she had her head resting on a big pillow.
And when she bit into it, it was sweet…
"Ugh..."
"Xiaoyun, are you feeling unwell?"
Ten minutes later, when Su Yun opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was Qin Xue’s beautiful yet anxious face.
"I’m fine… it felt really nice." She pushed herself up from the soft surface with her hands.
"Mm." Qin Xue smiled down at her with gentle affection.
Just because she dreamed didn’t mean she forgot.
Su Yun remembered clearly that she still had an answer to give.
(End of Chapter)