223 - I Don’t Want to Be Turned Into the Female Protagonist by the System

# Chapter 223: Leaving a Mark 10 PM The night sky dimmed as only the bright moonlight remained. Inside the room, although the moonlight squeezed through the gaps of the curtains, without the lights on, the room was still pitch-black. If one were to describe it as "darkness where you can't see your hand in front of your face," then it truly belonged to the depths under the quilt. In this completely dark environment, two girls, clad in minimal clothing, were huddled tightly together in an embrace. If someone were to turn on the lights, they would see the slick, fair skin of the two entwined together—a scene both intimate and alluring. Oh, but it's not just two; one of the girls wasn't entirely undressed. At this moment, Su Qi was thrilled. She hadn't expected that after her bath, Wang Yun would indeed don the sheer black stockings for her. As they were engaged in the act of cuddling to sleep, Su Qi, after long hesitation, nervously placed her little hand on the tight black silk. Feeling the warmth, smoothness, and the heart-racing tightness under her touch, Su Qi only felt excitement and thrill, as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. Wang Yun, sensing Su Qi’s cautious movements, found her adorably timid and gently pulled her entirely into her embrace. Because of her recent bath, Su Qi’s skin felt like freshly peeled eggs, making Wang Yun feel as though Su Qi might slip out of her embrace any moment. Her nose filled with Su Qi's unique fragrance, a scent Wang Yun had noticed for a long time. Always skeptical of the existence of ‘body fragrance,’ she was surprised to find that Su Qi truly had it. Unlike Su Qi's cautiousness, Wang Yun's hands freely roamed Su Qi’s smooth, flawless back. Feeling Wang Yun's advance, Su Qi decided she couldn't just passively endure anymore and gradually became less timid in her approach. Su Qi's hand slowly traced from Wang Yun's ankle, following the contours of her body. This experience of transition from delicate to bold made Su Qi’s breathing a bit heavier. To better savor this smooth sensation, her hand movements quickened slightly. In the darkness, accompanied by a faint sound, Su Qi noticed a difference where her hand rested—it felt fleshier. Although Su Qi couldn't see anything under the covers, she realized that she had likely snagged the stocking by accident. At this moment, Su Qi understood why they say stockings are consumables—they truly are so fragile. "Ah, you little troublemaker, how are you going to compensate me?" Wang Yun's voice rang out clearly in the quiet room. While Su Qi couldn't see Wang Yun, she could definitely feel her gaze. Su Qi hadn't expected such a mishap and remembered that Wang Yun had to go to work tomorrow. A leather skirt without stockings would be quite conspicuous, and wearing damaged ones wouldn't do either. What should she do? Initially, Su Qi thought about giving Wang Yun one of her own pairs of stockings; after all, she had two. But then she reconsidered, realizing that the clothes were tailored for her by the system, and with Wang Yun being taller, they wouldn’t fit well. Moreover, casually gifting them might annoy the system, especially since these were part of a limited edition set! However, Su Qi quickly came up with a solution. If the system could customize gifts for her two wives, why not for Wang Yun as well? In reality, Su Qi reckoned that she had always been on the receiving end of Wang Yun’s kindness. Setting aside the usual care, she knew Wang Yun had also rewarded her dance videos with a substantial amount of money. Su Qi didn’t want to be someone who only takes. Since the current situation didn’t allow her to use her phone, Su Qi mentally asked the system: “Can you customize a stocking gift for Wang Yun?” “Mmh, yes, there are options available, host!” The system seemed sleepy at first but perked up at the mention of earning money. Lacking a phone, Su Qi relied on the system to help pick. The selection process was swift, and soon a small frame appeared in Su Qi’s vision. Upon clicking into it, she saw a sleek, glossy pair of black stockings, complete with subtitles. Workplace Master 50D Stockings: Professional +1, Charm +2 For the host: 5w; for buying Wang Yun: 10w. Su Qi had prepared herself mentally, yet the exorbitant price still shocked her—10w for a single pair of stockings. This might just be the most expensive pair of stockings in the world! However, recalling how Wang Yun had always supported her silently—from housing payments to filling the fridge—warmed Su Qi's heart. Setting aside her quirks, Su Qi felt quite touched and, gritting her teeth, clicked purchase. In that moment, Su Qi felt fortunate that Director Zhang’s payment had arrived today, or else she wouldn’t have been able to resolve this. Gazing at the system’s carefully wrapped stocking present appearing beside Wang Yun’s clothes, Su Qi felt quite satisfied with the system’s service. Just as she was about to mention to Wang Yun about the gift and apologize, she noticed a shift in position. She then realized they had changed from a sideways to an up and down embrace. Next, she heard Wang Yun whisper in her ear: “Little troublemaker, as compensation, just let me lavish you with affection today!” As soon as Wang Yun said this, Su Qi felt a pair of gentle hands gliding over her back. The touch carried a hint of coolness, each stroke bringing Su Qi a wave of comfort. With her entire body pressed against Wang Yun’s firm yet soft form, surrounded by the faint fresh scent of her body wash, Su Qi felt like she was lying on the world’s best mattress. Eventually, Su Qi rested her head on Wang Yun’s smooth, fair shoulder and gradually fell asleep. Watching Su Qi sleep, Wang Yun was both amused and exasperated. She mused how her own sister always resisted her touch, yet this little one seemed to take it as a massage. Nevertheless, even with Su Qi asleep, it didn’t deter Wang Yun’s urge to caress her! Thus, Su Qi occasionally emitted soft murmurs in her sleep, occasionally twitching. The strange sensations only fully subsided in the latter half of the night. The following morning, Wang Yun was stirred from sleep by her alarm. Upon awakening, she noticed something weighing heavily on her stomach. Looking down instinctively, she saw Su Qi’s small head resting on her stomach. Her stomach bore a faint mark from Su Qi’s drool, suggesting she had stayed there for quite some time. Su Qi’s hands and feet weren’t idle either, as they straddled Wang Yun's legs. Notably, her delicate right hand had slipped through the torn part of the stockings. Sitting up, Wang Yun discovered that her right leg had gone slightly numb from Su Qi riding it all night. She wondered how it would look if she ended up in the hospital because of this little girl—it could make headlines. Gently shifting Su Qi’s head onto the pillow, Wang Yun moved to retrieve the blanket that had been kicked off. But then she glanced at Su Qi’s smooth, flat belly and, in a moment of impulse, bent down slowly. On Su Qi’s pristine, fair abdomen, she left a kiss—a mark that belonged solely to her. Seeing the strawberry mark bloom on Su Qi's white skin made Wang Yun smile, her mood lifting. Satisfied, she picked up the blanket from the floor and gently covered Su Qi again.