Little Mu Yue’s Knee Pillow

Lin Yuxuan got on the big sister’s motorcycle.

The sexy nurse’s riding skills were exceptional.

Her high-speed, weave-through-traffic techniques sent Lin Yuxuan’s blood pressure soaring.

The nurse pulled over to the side of the road—Lin Yuxuan’s stomach had started churning. She couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ugh~”

She threw up all over the pavement.

“You okay?”

The big sister asked with genuine concern.

“I’m… fine…”

If you drive any faster, you’ll shake my brain into a smoothie.

Still, the nurse’s skills were solid—no accidents, just a wild ride.

Lin Yuxuan’s delicate body just wasn’t built for this.

“Want me to give you a lift the rest of the way?”

“No… no thanks. I’m almost there.”

Her breakfast was already gone. One more puke and it’d be pure stomach acid…

Lin Yuxuan wasn’t lying—she could already see people setting up tents in the distance.
This was the camping zone. Mu Yue and the others were waiting for her.
Just a few more steps, and she’d spot them.

“Alright then, I’ll head back.”

“Mm-hmm~ Bye-bye, pretty big sis~”

You had to be polite when someone helped you.
And sweet-talking girls always got the affection of big sisters, didn’t they?

“That’s it? Just a goodbye?” The leather-clad woman winked.

“Huh? Sis, I mean…”

What more do you want? You gave me a ride—do I have to sleep with you as payment now?

“Baby~ At least leave me your contact info~”

“Oh.”

“Or… you could just kiss me. Then I’ll forget about the contact.
We’ll pretend we never met. You never saw me, I never saw you.”

“No no no, I think giving you my contact is better~”

Honestly, even if the nurse hadn’t asked, Lin Yuxuan would’ve wanted to.

She couldn’t help it…
that insanely hot, daring outfit was too much for a young girl (lesbian) to resist.

Still, Lin Yuxuan thought this big sister was only suitable as a lover.
As a wife? No way.

Lin Yuxuan was possessive.
She didn’t like her girls dressing too revealingly.

Pushing down her shameful little thoughts,
Lin Yuxuan scanned her WeChat QR code for the nurse.

“There we go~ My sweet little cutie~ I’ll contact you later~”

“Mm-hmm.” nods

“And don’t you dare delete me~”

“Nope, I’ll come visit you at the infirmary sometime~”

“Ara~ Such a good girl~ So obedient~”

The nurse smiled like a siren tempting an innocent child—
her mature charm and seductive aura on full display.

Then she turned, mounted her sleek, crimson motorcycle, and rode off.

The nurse knew one rule:
don’t linger too long with a girl.
It’d make her think you were desperate.
Let go now—reconnect later.
That’s how you get them in the end.

Watching the black-and-red silhouette vanish,
Lin Yuxuan headed toward the campsite.

This area was designated for public camping,
with professional forest rangers patrolling nearby.
Many influencers came here to take photos.

But most were just ordinary people enjoying the outdoors,
some working together to set up tents.

Lin Yuxuan, a beauty with an ethereal aura,
immediately drew everyone’s attention.
People dropped their tasks just to admire the white-haired goddess.
One poor guy got so distracted staring at her
that his wife slapped him twice—hard.

Lin Yuxuan kept walking.
She could already see a small, adorable figure struggling to set up a tent.
But Mu Yue, barely 150 cm tall, was barely strong enough to hold the poles.

Then—whoosh—a gust of wind blew the tent’s canopy down,
burying Mu Yue completely under thick fabric.

“Waaah!” Mu Yue flailed under the waterproof tarp, unable to escape.

Lin Yuxuan rushed over and pulled her out,
lifting the heavy fabric to rescue the trapped girl.

“Thanks, Xuanxuan… spit spit…”

Mu Yue was saved, but her mouth was full of dust and plastic fibers
that had flaked off the tarp.

“I just got here and already found you hiding yourself.”

“Waaah… I was so close to finishing, then the wind came…”

Mu Yue blushed, flustered and embarrassed.

“It’s okay. This isn’t something one person can do alone.
You need at least two people—one on each side—
to hold it steady. Alone, it’s impossible.”

When dealing with girls, don’t point out their flaws first.
Instead, shield them from embarrassment.
That’s empathy—and girls instinctively prefer people who show it.
(Actually, everyone likes being understood.
This was one of Lin Yuxuan’s personal social rules.
And honestly, it worked especially well on female coworkers.)

Hearing Xuanxuan make excuses for her, Mu Yue relaxed.

“Okay~ Let’s do it together~”

Mu Yue didn’t know why,
but whenever she was with Xuanxuan,
her heart felt calm.
That’s why she loved being with her so much.

Working together, they finished quickly.
Lin Yuxuan was also taller—Mu Yue’s head only reached Xuanxuan’s chest.

The tent was up in no time.

Since the tent was still empty, the two girls lay on the ground.

“Xuanxuan, lie on my lap first.
My mom will bring our cooking tools soon.
Once she arrives, we’ll start.”

“Mm-hmm, okay.”
Lin Yuxuan was tired and needed rest.
Besides, she and Mu Yue were old friends—old friends.
This level of intimacy was nothing compared to sharing a spoon covered in each other’s saliva.

Lin Yuxuan was also curious—
what was it really like to lie in a girl’s lap?

Mu Yue wore tight black denim hot shorts,
her slender legs wrapped in pristine white thigh-highs.
Her snow-white feet rested in dazzling white sneakers.

Lin Yuxuan gently laid her head on Mu Yue’s thighs,
feeling the smooth texture of high-denier silk stockings
and the soft elasticity of young skin.

Mu Yue’s skin carried a faint milky scent,
mixed with the clean, subtle plastic smell of brand-new stockings—
strangely refreshing.

Is this… what girls smell like?
Sweet, nice. These stockings must be expensive—
at least a few hundred, maybe more.
So soft… so comfy…
I wonder if they’d tear easily…

Relaxed, Lin Yuxuan’s mind wandered into shameful territory.

Mu Yue’s wearing thigh-highs with sneakers…
I wonder if her little shoes have a strong scent…

But Lin Yuxuan’s foot fetish ideology leaned heavily toward the “sweet and fragrant” school.
She firmly believed all beautiful girls were naturally sweet-smelling!
No stinky feet allowed!
Anyone who liked smelly feet was a heretic!
Lovers of smelly girl feet should be burned at the stake—
they’re just polluting the air by existing! (angry)

So Lin Yuxuan was sure Mu Yue’s delicate little feet smelled like
a mix of tangy-sweet yogurt and fruity body wash—
definitely not that nasty sour stench.

Mu Yue lay in the tent, feeling Xuanxuan’s warmth,
her heart fluttering.
It felt like the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them.

Then, a pink sports car pulled up from the road.

Beep beep!

“Baby~ Mom’s here~”