Give Me Another Smile

mbered the soft, jelly-like sensation of those lips.

Her heart growing restless, Yin Zhao-an gradually switched to a kneeling position and closed the distance between her and Tang Yu bit by bit.

They were very close, so close that she could feel her Tang-Tang's shallow breaths and smell that familiar milky scent…

Unable to help herself, Yin Zhao-an reached out with a finger and gently touched those lips, finding that they were, sure enough, soft like jelly…

At this moment, Yin Zhao-an had completely forgotten what she had promised Yu Wanrou before coming upstairs.
The only thing on her mind right now was the defenseless Tang-Tang before her.

However, Yin Zhao-an had seemingly applied a little too much force with her fingers as her touch caused Tang Yu to feel an itch on her lips.
Then, Tang Yu subconsciously licked her lower lip and opened her eyes in a daze.

Yin Zhao-an promptly backed away the instant Tang Yu stuck out her tongue, but the soft tip of Tang Yu's tongue still touched the tip of her finger.
As a result, Yin Zhao-an was momentarily at a loss on what to do with her “fortunate” finger, her hand stiffening to the point where it felt like it didn't belong to her anymore.

Meanwhile, Tang Yu struggled with her drowsiness for quite some time before finally getting a clear look at the person in front of her.
At this time, though, the other party was anxiously looking at her from the ground with both hands behind her back.

“What are you doing…”

A soft and hoarse voice came out of Tang Yu's mouth, the sound of it stunning both Yin Zhao-an and Tang Yu herself.
Immediately, Tang Yu covered her head with the quilt in embarrassment.

Yin Zhao-an also subconsciously covered her face with her hands, the tips of her ears reddening slightly and her heart beating wildly.
At the same time, her mind screamed:

This sound…is foul play!!

“Cough.” After faking a cough to alleviate the awkward situation, Yin Zhao-an took a proper sitting posture on the floor and softly asked, “Did I wake you up?”

The person on the bed shifted a little before slowly poking her head out from under the quilt, the static from the quilt causing her hair to become frizzy.

“Why are you in my home?” Tang Yu asked.

“I happened to pass by here while jogging,” Yin Zhao-an answered, giving Tang Yu the same excuse as she had given to Yu Wanrou.

Tang Yu inwardly rolled her eyes when she heard Yin Zhao-an's answer, but she did not expose the fact that Yin Zhao-an had taken a huge detour from her usual jogging route.
Instead, she sat on her bed and scanned her room.
Then, she got out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom.

Tang Yu wore soft nylon pajamas to sleep, the loose fabric vaguely outlining her budding figure.
The pajamas only reached down to her knees, so her legs became exposed when she got out from under the quilt.
When she walked on the white woolen carpet barefoot, the carpet served to make her pale red feet look even more delicate than usual.

After entering the bathroom, the first thing Tang Yu did was to keep her hair up with a hairband.
Then, she picked up her toothbrush and began brushing her teeth.

The mirror above the sink was very large, allowing Tang Yu to see everything happening in the bedroom, including the person who was intently staring at her.

Tang Yu was at a loss when she noticed Yin Zhao-an's behavior.
She couldn't help but feel as if Yin Zhao-an was becoming more and more blatant recently.
Was it really normal for a girl to stare at another girl's legs all the time?

Growing a little uncomfortable from being stared at, Tang Yu spat out the bubbles in her mouth and cleared her throat.
As expected, Yin Zhao-an's attention was drawn away from her legs, and the two of them met gazes in the mirror.

Seeing this, Tang Yu gave Yin Zhao-an a warning look, and the latter turned her head away guiltily while scratching her head in embarrassment.