You Made It So Wet, You Have to Take Responsibility

‘But why would Xi Xue be interested in me?’ Lan Ruobing suddenly wondered.

‘Was it because of my beauty?’ She fantasized for a moment, then quickly dismissed the thought.

‘How could that be? Xi Xue isn’t someone who judges by appearance.’

‘Could she have seen my strength?’ Raising an eyebrow, she nodded to herself.

Aside from her looks, strength was all she had left.

However, to truly enter Xi Xue’s heart and become her confidante, strength alone wouldn’t suffice.

She also needed to be herself.

After all, Xi Xue had once said she was interesting, kind, and adorable.

Perhaps that was why Xi Xue had opened her heart to her.

Lost in thought, she sat up, intending to thank Xi Xue.

Yet, with an unintentional glance upwards, she noticed a large, damp patch on Xi Xue’s chest.

Xi Xue’s white top was soaked, clinging tightly to the soft swell of her breasts.

They glistened with a dewy sheen, alluring and full of life.

“Gulp!”

Lan Ruobing unconsciously swallowed, then immediately realized her action.

Her face instantly flushed crimson, burning all the way to her neck, as if scorched by fire.

“I-I’m so sorry!” she whispered, a mix of panic and cuteness in her voice.

How lewd… No, how awful!

She had cried her heart out, and Xi Xue had kindly offered her chest for comfort.

But now, she’d soaked a large patch, exposing Xi Xue’s bra!

With so many people watching in the restaurant, what was Xi Xue to do?

‘Ruobing, oh Ruobing, how can you face her after this?’

She chastised herself internally, yet her gaze couldn’t help but linger on Xi Xue’s chest for a few more moments.

The pristine white bra concealed the soft swell, dewy and full, beckoning, making one want to take a bite.

Xi Xue watched Ruobing’s somewhat dazed gaze, feeling quite satisfied.

Most people, upon seeing such an alluring display, would instinctively avert their eyes, perhaps sneaking a peek now and then.

But Ruobing’s little eyes remained fixed, taking in the sight with many prolonged glances.

‘Perhaps Ruobing also has potential to be a ‘hundred’.’

Xi Xue smiled, then turned to lean back against her chair.

“It’s fine, I don’t blame you. But, Ruobing, since you made me so wet, you’ll have to take responsibility.”

“Eh?” Lan Ruobing froze.

With a mischievous smile, Xi Xue grabbed one of her hands and pulled her playfully closer.

Simultaneously, her other arm wrapped around Ruobing’s waist, drawing her into a tight, side-hugging embrace.

Lan Ruobing tumbled into her, enveloped by a soft, warm embrace.

At the same time, Xi Xue playfully shifted, causing Lan Ruobing to lose her balance and lean heavily against her, unable to fully right herself for a long moment.

Her breasts pressed together with Xi Xue’s, soft and yielding, a peculiar thrill rippling through Lan Ruobing’s body.

She flailed one hand, trying to push herself up, but stumbled several times, her small mouth brushing Xi Xue’s neck more than once.

Finally, after much effort, she managed to sit up, now nestled intimately against Xi Xue’s side.

She shot Xi Xue a slightly resentful look, her lips pouting in a wronged expression.

She felt as though, during those few tumbles, she had touched Xi Xue’s entire upper body.

Yet Xi Xue had simply held her hand and her waist, making it impossible for her to rise.

Now that she was finally sitting up, she realized she was perched half on Xi Xue’s lap, half on the chair.

If she weren’t a little shorter than Xi Xue, her chest would have been pressed against Xi Xue’s face.

As it was, she was only half a forehead taller than Xi Xue, her entire waist still encircled by Xi Xue’s arm.

She was in an intimate, rather suggestive posture.

Even though Xi Xue’s lap was comfortable, she couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

Xi Xue hadn’t given her any warning before…

So many people were watching, and she was in such a shameful position…

She grumbled inwardly, preparing to shift away.

But the moment she lifted her hips, Xi Xue pulled her back down gently, making it impossible to fully distance herself.

“Xi Xue?” she said, her voice laced with complaint.

“Didn’t I say you made me so wet, so you have to take responsibility?” Xi Xue leaned in, blowing warm air into her ear.

“B-But, isn’t our posture a little… strange?” Lan Ruobing cautiously glanced at the people around them, a hint of worry in her tone.

She felt as though everyone was subtly peeking over, each with a lewd smile playing on their lips.

“Idiot, do you want anyone besides you to see me soaking wet?” Xi Xue chided, whispering into her ear, “And what’s wet are my… breasts~”

Lan Ruobing’s cheeks flushed scarlet.

Her eyes softened, and she made no further attempt to get up.

‘It’s true, but something still feels off.’

She pondered, yet couldn’t quite grasp what was wrong.

She simply sat obediently against Xi Xue’s side, subtly pressing against her, shielding Xi Xue from the lingering gazes.

However, she couldn’t shake the feeling that those people weren’t actually looking at Xi Xue’s chest.

Instead, they seemed to be staring at both of them, lewdly pulling out cameras, smiling suggestively, and scribbling something down.