Chi Qing Peeking

Chi Qing's alertness was very high, and her sleep was never good. Due to various reasons, she had developed a habit of light sleeping. In fact, from the moment Bai Lin released her hand, she had already woken up. It was only because she wanted to know what Bai Lin was doing that she pretended to sleep and didn't get up.

Chi Qing thought Bai Lin might take this chance to sneak an attack on her or look for a way to escape. However, what she didn't expect was that the other did nothing of the sort, nor was there any hostility; instead, she used her hand to gently stroke her face, which surprised Chi Qing.

Unlike her own extremely hot body, Bai Lin's body was very cold all year round, rarely sweating even in the scorching summer heat. Her cold limbs and skin, much like her personality, gave people a bone-chilling feeling that made them unapproachable. Despite this, her hand was smooth and delicate, and stroking her face felt like a feather brushing past, very soft and gentle.

If she remembered correctly, this was the first time Bai Lin had been so intimate with her. Yes, although the two of them were mother and daughter, they lived together like strangers and were often at odds; they hadn't even tried holding hands. Chi Qing felt that Bai Lin must hate her for not fulfilling her duties as a mother and wanted to leave her at any moment, yet she didn't think the other would secretly be so intimate with her while she was asleep.

The fragrance on Bai Lin's body lingered in the air, the stroking force neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow, as if she were afraid of waking her. Out of selfishness, Chi Qing didn't want to end this intimacy too quickly, because she had longed for affection from a relative for a very long time. It seemed that since her parents and younger sister passed away, no one had treated her this way.

Afraid she would become too attached to this intimacy, and even more afraid that her heart, which was supposed to be cruel, would soften, Chi Qing deliberately spoke in a cold tone. She rose from beside Bai Lin and faced the person lying on the bed. At this moment, Chi Qing saw a flash of surprise in Bai Lin's eyes.

Having just woken up, Chi Qing was much softer than usual; her aura was not cold, but possessed a particular feminine tenderness. Her long black hair was somewhat messy, draped over her shoulders, with strands falling loosely, covering more than half of her oval face.

Likely having just awakened from sleep, her black pupils still held a layer of haziness. Her fair cheeks also had a light pink flush, charming and moist. Bai Lin just stared foolishly at Chi Qing, who was half-sitting and half-lying over her, her gaze uncontrollably drifting downward, seeing somewhere she shouldn't.

Last night, Chi Qing hadn't intended to stay overnight with Bai Lin, so she was only wearing a normal nightgown. The thin black gown didn't cover much to begin with, and Chi Qing's current leaning posture caused the collar to sag lower.

Chi Qing didn't have the habit of wearing underwear when sleeping, and right now she was completely bare underneath. Looking at Chi Qing's two smooth, fair breasts, Bai Lin just stared foolishly, completely forgetting to look away.

Chi Qing was very thin, but her collarbones protruded much more than a normal person's; even when standing, they were very clear, let alone while lying prone. She watched those collarbones rise and fall rhythmically with her breathing.

Immediately after, she looked further down, to an even more alluring place. That was a woman's special place, and an extremely private one. Even with the nightgown covering it, Bai Lin could see a deep cleavage through the fabric.

Bai Lin never thought she would have such intimate contact with Chi Qing, let alone see the other's private areas. For a moment, she was like a fox spirit had enchanted her soul, losing her mind and completely unsure of what to do. Thus, she didn't notice that all her actions were clearly seen by Chi Qing.

Much like Bai Lin, Chi Qing hadn't expected this quiet child would stare at her chest and daze off. Seeing Bai Lin like this, Chi Qing parted her lips, somewhat unsure of what to do, shifted her body slightly, then stood up and pushed the door open to leave. This action happened in an instant; before Bai Lin could even recover her senses, Chi Qing had disappeared behind the door.

On the way back to her own room, Chi Qing frowned, thinking about these two days which felt increasingly strange. Since finding Bai Lin, she discovered her attitude toward this person was completely different from five years ago.

Back then, she felt some reluctance toward her, but it wasn't like the worry and heartache she felt now. Back then, she had also helped her bathe when she was injured and powerless, but she wouldn't feel embarrassed like she did now. Back then, that child looked at her with fear and longing; now, there was only coldness and apathy.

Chi Qing didn't know why she was like this, why she repeatedly softened toward Bai Lin, even running to check on her in the middle of the night and falling asleep prone in her arms. Looking at the alarm clock, it was already ten in the morning.

Since being taken by Bai Jun, Chi Qing had never gotten out of bed after eight in the morning. Every night of insomnia made her miserable; even after taking sleeping pills, she would wake up exhausted. As for exactly how long it had been since she slept so deeply, Chi Qing could give an accurate answer: a full 25 years.

For 25 years, she had lived in fear and trepidation, in pain, and in hatred. Without a gun in her hand, she couldn't sleep peacefully, and her eyes couldn't close. However, last night, she had the best sleep in 25 years in Bai Lin's arms.

This strange occurrence made it hard for Chi Qing to find an answer, and what she couldn't understand even more was why she felt awkward, even wanting to flee, when Bai Lin looked at her. She thought about this all the way, so much so that she didn't even notice someone was in front of her.

"Big Sister? What's wrong with you?"

Her body was bumped into. Looking at the person who suddenly appeared before her—Chi Qing, Lu Wei Lai steadied herself and asked. Chi Qing was tall, and years of martial arts training made her posture very stable. Lu Wei Lai was only one meter sixty-five, ten centimeters shorter than Chi Qing; just now, when bumped by Chi Qing, she almost spilled the bottle of medicinal wine in her hand.

"Sorry, I was just thinking. What is it? Is your body uncomfortable?"

After the collision, Chi Qing regained her focus. She looked at the medicinal wine and asked in a low voice, her black pupils evaluating the other person.

"It's not me," Lu Wei Lai said, looking down. In truth, the medicinal wine she prepared was undoubtedly for Zeng Ke Hen. Last night, just as she finished bathing and was preparing for bed, Zeng Ke Hen suddenly arrived, demanding to be intimate with her.

Even though Lu Wei Lai refused loudly, her fingers were still forcefully pulled into that damp forest by the other. Lu Wei Lai didn't know what was wrong with Zeng Ke Hen; her body was clearly exhausted beyond endurance, so why did she still force her to want her? But, watching her beneath her, so charming, being pushed to the peak of pleasure again and again by her.

Even if the name Zeng Ke Hen called out in her heart, her eyes, and even her mouth wasn't hers, Lu Wei Lai still felt she was incredibly alluring. Lu Wei Lai loved Zeng Ke Hen too much, and thus her heart ached for her. If possible, Lu Wei Lai truly hoped Chi Qing could pay attention to this person and not let her suffer anymore. Even if she herself never had a way to possess her like she did now, Lu Wei Lai was willing.

"Yes, I understand."

Chi Qing spoke and turned toward the stairs. Regarding the relationship between Zeng Ke Hen and Lu Wei Lai, Chi Qing had long known, but she didn't expose it or intend to stop it. After all, they were adults, and there was nothing blameworthy. It was just that, given the current personalities and relationship of these two, one of them was bound to suffer.

Chi Qing understood that this kind of torment was truly not a good thing.

"Big Sister, there's nothing between me and Zeng Ke Hen, don't misunderstand."

Just as Chi Qing went downstairs, she heard Lu Wei Lai's voice calling down from above. Chi Qing frowned but didn't plan to respond, continuing toward the kitchen. What the relationship between Zeng Ke Hen and Lu Wei Lai actually was, she saw clearly. But no matter who Zeng Ke Hen loved in her heart, it had absolutely nothing to do with her.

She only knew Zeng Ke Hen couldn't get out of bed, and Lu Wei Lai was busy taking care of her, so breakfast hadn't been made today. Given Bai Lin's current condition, not eating anything wouldn't be good. It seemed she had to make breakfast herself. Thinking this, Chi Qing went into the kitchen, started washing rice to cook porridge, made a glass of milk, and prepared a light breakfast.

Looking at the fully prepared breakfast, she was no longer unnatural but calmly carried the bowl of porridge to Bai Lin's room. As she passed Lu Wei Lai's room, she heard Zeng Ke Hen's voice inside, but she passed by with an expressionless face. The people involved are confused, while the bystander sees clearly.

Because she had left in a hurry earlier, Chi Qing hadn't locked Bai Lin's door. She gently went to open the door, standing at the bedroom entrance, wanting to enter. However, from here, Chi Qing saw through the crack in the door a gorgeous scene unfolding in the room.

At this very moment, Bai Lin had her back to the door and was applying wound medicine to herself. After a night, the wounds hadn't gotten better; instead, they had become very serious. Some places were turning white, some were even more swollen, and the flesh showed signs of infection.

Seeing Bai Lin struggling to apply ointment to the wounds on her back, her weak body trembling from the pain yet never making a sound. Looking at this, Chi Qing's heart suddenly ached; she really wanted to go up and help. In the end, she still lacked the courage.

After dealing with the wounds on her back, Bai Lin applied some ointment to her arms, then slowly cupped her two full breasts. She tilted her head slightly, clear sweat flowing down her body. Immediately after, it fell onto the bed. Chi Qing only felt that at this moment, Bai Lin was like a swan, beautiful beyond words.

Her slender waist moved, her hands rubbing gently over her chest again and again. Although she knew she was rubbing to disperse the bruising, such an image still gave Chi Qing some strange thoughts. Hearing the other's increasingly heavy breathing, seeing the blanket at Bai Lin's waist slide down, revealing the hidden part below. Chi Qing seemed to stop breathing, her eyes fixed on Bai Lin's every move.

Finally finishing with the wounds on her body, Bai Lin lay powerless on the bed, her upper body bare. Rising and falling with her breath, her two round breasts also rose and fell. The rosy peaks were hard and upright from the cold; from a distance, they looked like plum blossoms blooming atop a snowy mountain, truly charming and moving.

Bai Lin rested for a long time, then took another bottle of wound medicine from the drawer. Seeing Bai Lin bite her lower lip, her face flushed with a hint of pink. Chi Qing covered her chest, not knowing why her heart had become so intense. It was as if by just poking a hole in her, this heart would break out of its shell and fly away.

Despite her confusion about Bai Lin's action, Chi Qing didn't waste time but quickly focused her gaze on Bai Lin again. She watched the other lean her head against the edge of the bed, using her neat white teeth to bite her lower lip, her hand then quickly bringing the ointment into the blanket.

Even through the thick blanket, Chi Qing could clearly see Bai Lin's legs slowly separating under the covers, then her hand placed at the position between her legs. Although she couldn't see Bai Lin's movements, Chi Qing could imagine in her heart that hand moving in the small space, and the image of that weak, private part being made wet and shiny by the ointment.

Looking at this, Chi Qing only felt her breathing grow heavier and heavier, her body feeling as if it were being burned by fire. This familiar feeling made alarms ring in her brain; thinking that she was actually developing desire because she was watching Bai Lin apply medicine, Chi Qing's hand shook, causing the milk and the porridge bowl on the table to clink against each other, making a clattering sound. Likely this noise startled Bai Lin; she agitatedly withdrew her hand, looking toward the door.

Bai Lin hadn't expected Chi Qing to leave and then return; she somewhat awkwardly used a tissue to wipe her finger. Immediately after, Chi Qing walked in. The two stared at each other in silence for a long time, until Chi Qing spoke, breaking the quiet stalemate. However, those words made the already strange atmosphere even more bizarre.

"I came because I wanted to feed you."