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

Chapter 449: Let's Dig In! Wang Yun had never tasted tea as delicious as this. Tea, in her experience, often carried hints of fragrance, elegance, and sweetness—adjectives typically associated with its light green hue. But the cup brewed by her dear spouse was a bewitching ruby red, clear like crystal without any trace of tea leaves, with a gentle floral aroma lingering at the edge of her senses. A small sip enveloped her senses, a refreshing jolt paired with an overwhelming sense of comfort and relaxation. Besides the tea's fragrance, there was a subtle sweetness devoid of the cumbersome texture milk tea often left. Unwittingly, Wang Yun found herself having emptied the entire cup. Eyeing the bare cup, she looked apologetically at her spouse. “Darling, I’m sorry, I finished it all and didn’t leave you any!” Hearing her apology, Su Qi felt nothing but relief. She had pondered over this as she made the tea. What if Wang Yun wanted her to drink it? Should she take a sip to avoid suspicion, or outright refuse? Yet, to her surprise, Wang Yun had indulged herself with the entire cup. Although Su Qi didn’t taste the tea herself, the floral scent from brewing and the mystical transformation of the red petals upon contact with water made her instinctively feel that the tea must have been exquisite. Watching Wang Yun’s cheeks take on an unusual blush, likely heightened by their recent shared bath, both were simply clad in pure white towels. Su Qi noticed her spouse’s elegant swan-like neck slowly painted with a rosy tint, her almond eyes now glazed and dreamy. Fearing she might fall, Su Qi gently supported her by the waist. Even through the thin towel, Su Qi could feel Wang Yun’s body radiating heat almost like a burning ember craving for the cool comfort her touch provided, as if Wang Yun was a blazing piece of charcoal and Su Qi, a mountain of snow. Wanting nothing more than to envelop her spouse in a calming embrace to ease the rush within her, Su Qi gently led Wang Yun to bed, carefully removing her white bathrobe to reveal her smooth, tender skin, now tinted with a faint rosy hue, unable to help but swallow nervously at the sight. Despite having seen her many times, at that moment, Su Qi could only think of her as a delectable dish. With her flushed face appearing almost like a silent invitation, Su Qi mused, “Sister Yun, you must be exhausted from work today. Let me give you a massage!” As she spoke, Su Qi began with Wang Yun’s delicate, shapely calf, whose temperature was unexpectedly warm, moving gradually upwards. As Su Qi’s touch ascended, she could sense a shift in Wang Yun’s body's rhythm, leading to her legs unwittingly pressing together, her delicate toes curling in excitement. Her typically vivid almond eyes now shimmering like water, Wang Yun’s face was a mosaic of blush. Su Qi teasingly suggested, “You’ve had a tough day at work, Sister Yun. Let me massage your other leg, too.” Her hands retreating to start again at the ankle, she spotted the disappointment flit across Wang Yun’s eyes. After repeating the process two or three times on each leg, Wang Yun finally uttered, “That’s enough, darling.” It was the first time Su Qi had heard her speak with such enchanting tenderness, compelling and irresistible. Truth be told, Su Qi was eager, yearning to taste the sweetness of Wang Yun, fragrant as a ripe peach. However, considering all her previous playful torment, Su Qi feigned innocence. “Which one is it, Sister Yun? How would I know if you don’t say?” “You...” Overwhelmed, Wang Yun realized it was all a playful ruse by her crafty spouse. Even though drained of energy, she managed a turn of her head. It was the first time Su Qi saw Wang Yun pouting childishly, and not looking at her face. Deciding to escalate the teasing, Su Qi lay beside her, gently tracing a path from her smooth abdomen up her torso. "Wu!" Even as Wang Yun ground her teeth and refused to meet her gaze, Su Qi mischievously opened a recording app on her phone, “Sister Yun, I’d love to fall asleep listening to your voice every night. Could you help me record a ringtone?” “You... mmm—" Wang Yun's words were promptly silenced by her spouse’s playful kiss. At such heightened sensitivity, it was her first time surrendering so utterly, leaving her breathless, giving Su Qi the slow satisfaction of capturing the precious moment. In a surprising twist, Su Qi discovered that Wang Yun’s sensitivity was most intense at the small of her back. She trembled with Su Qi’s every touch, desperately biting down to suppress her sounds. Watching her wife, Su Qi understood now the allure behind such playful teasing—it was undeniably addictive. After uncovering all of Wang Yun's sensitive spots throughout an increasingly steamy exploration, her desire reached its peak. Eyes fogged with pleasure and indistinct instincts guiding her, Wang Yun finally pleaded, “Darling, please…” “Please what, Sister Yun?” “Ple—” “Too soft, I can’t hear you.” “You...” “Sister Yun, how about we go to sleep now?” “Please help me with...” Faced with her mature, sensuous supervisor blushing fiercely, daring herself to voice her desires aloud, Su Qi felt immense accomplishment. Remembering the thrilling quirks Wang Yun adored, Su Qi teased further, “Sister Yun, if you don’t behave, I might play this recording for someone else. Give me an even sweeter sound!” Wang Yun froze, then clamped her hands over her mouth. To witness her typically poised, composed wife so adorably trying to hide was beyond delightful, filling Su Qi with renewed excitement. Cradling her heated body, Su Qi gently whispered into her flushed ear, “Itadakimasu.” The night drew on, undulating between shadows and soft whispers.