School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

Chapter 43.1

Warmth (Part 1)

Translated by AmaLynne

At first, Song Nanqiao didn’t notice that her buttons were being unbuttoned, and by the time she did, her shirt was already unbuttoned by four or five.

“What are you doing?”

She held Wen Wenyao’s hands and squeezed her wrists to prevent Wen Wenyao’s hands from continuing.

“I don’t want to wait.” Wen Wenyao’s voice was unexpectedly hoarse, completely different from the original sweet voice.

At this moment, Song Nanqiao suddenly felt that the girl in front of her was causing her some fear. She thought she could unconditionally follow Wen Wenyao, but found that she really couldn’t do such things.

“Calm down first.”

“Okay, I’ll calm down, carry me back to the bedroom first, I’m a bit cold.”

Wen Wenyao pretended to be submissive and obediently let go of Song Nanqiap’s clothes.

Song Nanqiao was relieved and naively thought that Wen Wenyao had come to her senses, so she carried her back to the bedroom with the quilt.

Unexpectedly, the girl in her arms has a cunning smile.

The bedroom was pitch black with no lights. After being hugged tightly, Wen Wenyao turned on a warm light that was very dim. This type of light was the easiest to create the most ambiguous atmosphere. 

Just as Song Nanqiao was about to put Wen Wenyao on the bed, the girl pushed Song Nanqiao’s shoulder and leaned down while she wasn’t on guard.

Song Nanqiao only felt that her center of gravity was out of control, and then she fell straight down.

In her stunned gaze, the girl kissed her lips. Wen Wenyao’s soft and dark long hair fell on Song Nanqiao’s cheeks, emitting a rich and familiar fragrance all over her body.

The girl’s lips were very soft, with a sweet taste on the tip of her tongue. She slowly opened Song Nanqiao’s lips and went deep into them, marking their first French kiss. Song Nanqiao only felt dizzy, and slowly, she began to reply to the girl.

“You reply.”

Wen Wenyao’s tears fell on Song Nanqiao’s neck and shoulders. She knew she would not like what she did, but her lover still reply to her.

“I want to know what I should do to make you feel better.”

Song Nanqiao loves Wen Wenyao very much. Sometimes, she thinks it doesn’t matter what Wen Wenyao does, she wants Wen Wenyao to have a happier life, and only being with her can bring her true happiness.

Only in this way will Song Nanqiao feel at ease.

“Do you want to know?” Wen Wenyao relaxed her body and collapsed onto Song Nanqiao. Song Nanqiao couldn’t see her face.

“Mmm.”

“Physical relationship.”

It was originally a very embarrassing sentence, but when Wen Wenyao said it, it was unexpectedly natural and straightforward, as if she didn’t feel embarrassed at all. At this moment, Wen Wenyao had already let go of her initial reserves.

She just wants to get close to Song Nanqiao now, very much.

After finishing this sentence, Song Nanqiao remained silent for a moment and did not immediately reply to her. Instead, she hugged Wen Wenyao in her arms,

“You will regret it.”

“No, as long as it’s you.” Wen Wenyao slowly relaxed her body, knowing that as long as it was Song Nanqiao, she will not regret it.

For the sake of everything, Song Nanqiao reached out her hand and hugged the girl from behind. With one force, she switched the positions of the two.

Now Wen Wenyao was pressed under her body, and the girl was very obedient. Her pupils gradually became clear, with countless expectations on her face. She obediently lay there, pinching Song Nanqiao’s cheek with her hand, and rubbing her legs against the other person’s waist.

“Sister…”

“Hmm? I’m here.”

A kiss arrived unexpectedly.

Song Nanqiao had never even thought about this thing before. If it weren’t for Wen Wenyao, she would always be the ascetic Song Nanqiao, who lived for decades and never had such an experience.

Wen Wenyao gave her a different surprise, and Song Nanqiao felt that she seemed to have completed a mission,

“Thank you,” Song Nanqiao lowered her head and said in Wen Wenyao person’s ear.

But the girl didn’t respond to her, she pinched Song Nanqiao’s cheek. Vaguely, Song Nanqiao could feel that the other party seemed to be smiling, different from before, it was a very sweet and fond smile.

It was also because of this that Song Nanqiao dared to continue

Deeply in love, Song Nanqiao reached down and only heard the girl’s faint voice in the end.

“It hurts…”

Wen Wenyao frowned and bit Song Nanqiao’s shoulder. At this moment, Song Nanqiao feels lost a bit.

“Okay, I know.”