Got Bent Out of Shape

After a while, the sobs on her chest gradually faded.

Steady breaths followed, accompanied by a rhythmic rise and fall.

The girl in her arms felt as comfortable as a small cat nestled against her.

Xi Xue gently stroked Lan Ruobing’s back, her gaze falling upon the completely empty plate.

She frowned slightly.

Calming herself, she let her thoughts settle.

She meticulously replayed everything that had just happened, sensing that something was amiss.

Lan Ruobing’s first bout of tears had been when Xi Xue mentioned Lan Nuo, and she claimed it was due to hunger.

Yet, the moment she saw the pink box, she burst into tears, her face streaming.

It was as if she recognized the pink box.

‘How strange…’

She had only shown the pink box to Lan Nuo.

Inside were chewing gum, a crucial supply she wouldn’t casually expose.

The gum she usually chewed was store-bought, devoid of magical energy.

She had given some to Lan Nuo partly out of trust, and partly to save him some lunch money.

But Lan Ruobing had never seen the box before.

Logically, she shouldn’t have displayed such a familiar expression.

When feeding Lan Ruobing the chewing gum, even though she had explained its effects, Lan Ruobing hadn’t been suspicious of the two small pieces.

She had simply swallowed them, without even considering if they could truly fill her stomach.

It was an excessive amount of trust.

It was as if she truly knew the gum’s effects.

‘Strange… too strange…’

Even if she was truly hungry, her emotional reaction had been overly intense.

She had cried so hard that the front of Xi Xue’s clothes was drenched, a large, damp patch that felt rather cool.

How could someone be so hungry that they cried to such an extent?

Tears streamed down her face.

It was as though she hadn’t eaten in decades.

‘Sigh.’

She softly sighed, withdrawing her thoughts.

Lan Ruobing.

Lan Nuo.

‘Is it a coincidence?’

Shaking her head, she dismissed these thoughts.

She wasn’t in a hurry to wake the small cat nestled against her chest.

Instead, she continued to stroke her gently, enjoying the rhythmic rise and fall of the girl’s breathing.

Comfort.

The weight of the small cat felt docile and pleasant.

Her soft cheek pressed against Xi Xue’s chest, creating an indescribable sense of comfort.

It brought peace to her heart.

Her entire being relaxed, a lazy warmth spreading through her.

She simply wanted to breathe along with the soft undulations in her arms, to share in the tranquility.

She truly cherished this feeling, finding immense enjoyment in it.

‘Ah, I truly wish time could stop at this moment.’

She thought, narrowing her eyes and slowly settling her mind.

Not long after, she suddenly lifted her eyelids.

‘How odd. Am I being bent?’

She frowned slightly, then her brow smoothed out as she relaxed.

‘Forget it, whatever. Maybe I’m truly a lesbian.’

She continued to enjoy the comfort in her arms.

Having grown up pampered, she had developed a discerning palate.

Compared to boys, she preferred the blood of girls.

She didn’t know why, but she simply found girls’ blood more delicious and refreshing to drink.

Consequently, she had almost never touched a boy’s blood and held no interest in boys.

This was one of the reasons she wasn’t angry, even though she knew Lan Nuo was deliberately taking advantage of her.

She had no interest, no concern, and no care.

In her eyes, Lan Nuo was no different from grass or ants.

‘Perhaps being a true lesbian wouldn’t be so bad…’

As she was enjoying the moment, she suddenly recalled Lan Ruobing’s blushing expression—flushed and timid, like a little white rabbit, soft and delicate.

‘A true lesbian, then…’

She thought, and her hand, which had been patting Lan Ruobing, became a caress.

It slowly glided down, feeling soft and tender.

Lan Ruobing’s figure was slender, and it felt incredibly pleasant and satisfying to touch.

Involuntarily, her mind conjured up the delicate image of Lan Ruobing’s nude form.

Pale and full, with alluring curves and straight, long legs.

Amidst rising steam and pervasive mist, she imagined Lan Ruobing revealing a shy expression, her cheeks flushed, her eyes hazy and unfocused.

Her body felt slightly warm, her face a little hot.

‘Should I try it? See if I’m truly a lesbian…’