Dong Enyu led Mu Lin upstairs, feeling a bit embarrassed because this apartment was much simpler compared to Mu Lin’s home.
Although Mu Lin didn’t show any signs of disdain, Dong Enyu still felt a bit self-conscious.
She opened the door and invited Mu Lin in.
The living room was relatively clean since Dong Enyu hadn’t been home much these days, and Luo Ye was out running errands, so the room was practically empty.
Mu Lin stepped into the living room and glanced around.
She noticed a few clothes on the sofa and several pairs of shoes in the cabinet, which didn’t quite match Dong Enyu’s shoe size.
“Do you have someone else living here?”
Mu Lin asked politely, worried about disturbing others.
“I have a roommate, but she’s not here today, so it’s fine,” Dong Enyu replied, picking up the clothes from the sofa and inviting Mu Lin to sit.
Dong Enyu went to the kitchen and made two cups of flower tea, using delicate porcelain cups to slightly elevate the homey atmosphere.
“Please, have some,” she offered, pushing the tea forward.
Mu Lin smiled, accepted it, and thanked her politely.
This flower tea was brought back by Luo Ye, and Dong Enyu had never tried it before.
She only realized how fragrant it was when she brewed it today.
“Have you been busy with work lately?”
Mu Lin asked, holding the teacup and looking at her reflection in the tea.
“There’s a famous theater troupe performing this week.
I was wondering if you’d like to go with me?”
Without waiting for Dong Enyu’s response, Mu Lin quickly extended her invitation, eager to spend more time with her.
“Sorry, I just got promoted, so I probably won’t have time to hang out with you,” Dong Enyu replied with an awkward smile.
“It’s okay, congratulations on your promotion,” Mu Lin said, shaking her head in a fluster and taking a sip of tea, only to burn her tongue.
Dong Enyu laughed silently, seeing Mu Lin’s disappointment written all over her face, like a child.
They chatted intermittently, mostly about daily life.
Mu Lin talked about the plot of a drama, and Dong Enyu responded a few times, even though she didn’t watch TV.
But since Mu Lin was so enthusiastic, she didn’t interrupt.
Occasionally, Mu Lin would ask her questions, and Dong Enyu wouldn’t always answer, especially when it came to personal identity questions, which she generally avoided.
Until Mu Lin asked a question that left Dong Enyu stunned…
“Is the person you’re dating a man or a woman?”
Mu Lin asked softly, so softly that Dong Enyu thought she misheard.
But when she saw the seriousness in Mu Lin’s eyes, she realized the question was genuine.
Man or woman…
Dong Enyu wondered where Mu Lin got the idea to ask such a question.
“A woman,” she answered honestly, putting down her teacup.
“Do you like women?”
Mu Lin’s question was without malice, evident from her sincere tone.
Her eyes even sparkled, making Dong Enyu raise an eyebrow in curiosity.
“If I didn’t like women, I wouldn’t be dating a girlfriend.
Does that answer satisfy you?”
Dong Enyu shrugged, feeling that Mu Lin was asking too much.
Although her relationship with Yong Le was based on mutual benefits, she had to admit that the time spent with Yong Le was quite enjoyable.
Gender didn’t matter as much as getting along well.
Seeing that Mu Lin wanted to say more, Dong Enyu quickly interrupted her, suggesting she take a shower first.
Mu Lin had been full of questions tonight, like a curious child, constantly probing into Dong Enyu’s life, leaving her a bit overwhelmed.
It was time to let this kid cool down with a shower.
While Mu Lin was in the shower, Dong Enyu called the Night Club to check with the Manager if there were any issues.
The Manager assured her everything was fine, which put her at ease.
After Mu Lin came out of the bathroom, it was Dong Enyu’s turn.
She quickly freshened up and returned to the living room, only to find Mu Lin gone.
She opened the bedroom door to find Mu Lin lying on her bed, seemingly ready to sleep.
Seeing this, Dong Enyu smiled softly.
She sat on the edge of the bed, causing the spring mattress to sink slightly.
Mu Lin opened her eyes, and in the darkness, she could clearly see Dong Enyu’s gaze, then returned a faint smile.
“How did you know this was my room?”
Dong Enyu asked with a raised eyebrow, smiling at Mu Lin.
Mu Lin pulled the blanket up to cover half her face and whispered, “It smells like Enyu here,” sniffing a few times after speaking.
…Smell?
Feeling her cheeks warm, Dong Enyu chuckled softly.
“Are you going to sleep on the bed?”
she asked, seeing Mu Lin already tucked in, acting so naturally.
Although a teasing Mu Lin was cute, a proactive Mu Lin was even cuter, especially with her shy demeanor, refusing to get off the bed.
“Can I sleep with Enyu tonight?”
came the muffled voice from under the blanket, almost pleading.
“You’re already lying down.
Am I supposed to kick you out of bed?”
Dong Enyu naturally pulled the blanket aside and lay down herself.
This was a double bed, just like the one in Luo Ye’s room.
When they moved in, it was already like this.
Dong Enyu couldn’t understand why a single woman would buy two double beds, just in case?
Dong Enyu lay on her side, laughing.
She stared at Mu Lin, who was also looking at her.
Even though the bed was big enough, Mu Lin insisted on lying close to her.
“I haven’t heard Enyu’s voice in a long time.”
In the quiet Bedroom, Mu Lin’s voice was particularly clear, her gentle tone like a beautiful melody.
As she spoke, her breath was close by, and every time she moved slightly, the scent of her body wash would waft over, making Dong Enyu squint her eyes in enjoyment.
…Such a soft and gentle woman.
“I missed you,” Mu Lin suddenly held Dong Enyu’s hand under the blanket, her slender fingers gently caressing.
“I missed you so much.”
Ever since Mu Lin misspoke on the phone, Dong Enyu hadn’t called her.
Mu Lin had sent her messages, but Dong Enyu didn’t reply.
She thought Dong Enyu would never talk to her again, which made her feel very down.
Luckily, they met again at a colleague’s birthday party today…
Fortunately, Dong Enyu didn’t push her away.
Feeling Mu Lin gradually tighten her grip, Dong Enyu lowered her gaze.
She admitted she lost control of her emotions back then and later struggled with whether to ask Mu Lin out, but circumstances didn’t allow it.
She was busy running goods with Luo Ye and managing three venues, almost overwhelmed.
Plans couldn’t keep up with changes, and today they just happened to run into each other.
…Should she thank fate?
Dong Enyu pressed her lips together.
Well, she thanked the heavens for letting them meet again.
“When did you learn to say such cheesy things?”
Dong Enyu teased her with a laugh.
“Learned it from watching TV.
Is it disgusting?”
Mu Lin moved closer, her knee lightly touching Dong Enyu’s legs.
“It’s a bit, but I don’t hate it.”
Actually, she quite liked it.
Dong Enyu noticed Mu Lin was almost leaning against her, so she simply wrapped her arm around her waist.
At the same time, she felt Mu Lin’s arm come across, and her leg naturally draped over.
Without Dong Enyu’s guidance, she moved closer on her own, and they lay on the same pillow.
Their foreheads touched, noses brushing lightly, very intimate, a bit beyond the boundary of friendship, a dangerous distance.
“We’ve already held hands.”
Mu Lin spoke while staring directly at Dong Enyu.
Dong Enyu nodded.
They had indeed held hands, and now they were lying together.
“So what should we do next?”
Her voice was soft, her cheeks slightly flushed.
…Do what?
Dong Enyu knew what Mu Lin was asking, but she pretended not to know.
Initially, Mu Lin wanted her to be a love guide, hoping Dong Enyu could be her practice partner to learn how to reach first base, Second Base, third base, and a home run.
Now Mu Lin wanted to go for Second Base.
Want to kiss?
“What else can we do?
Of course, sleep.”
Dong Enyu resisted the urge to laugh and answered casually.
Upon hearing this, Mu Lin’s bright eyes instantly dimmed.
She didn’t explain or throw a tantrum, accepting the harsh blow straightforwardly.
“Do you want to go further?”
Dong Enyu asked her, feeling like she was becoming a creepy uncle luring an innocent girl.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Lin immediately nodded, blinking her eyes at Dong Enyu, her lips curving into a beautiful smile.
Who could resist such temptation?
The little lamb was right beside her, beckoning for affection.
But Dong Enyu hesitated.
This didn’t seem right.
Mu Lin trusted her so much, and she wanted to take advantage of her…
“I’ll find some kissing videos for you to watch tomorrow, just for observation.”
She stopped there, just about to turn over when Mu Lin pulled her back.
“I don’t want to watch videos.”
Mu Lin’s voice was small, but there was an unspoken determination in her words.
…Don’t want to watch videos.
“You want to practice in real life?”
Dong Enyu asked, a bit surprised, then added, “Then I’ll introduce you to a good partner tomorrow.”
“Enyu,” Mu Lin suddenly tightened her hold on her waist, leaning in to say, “Can’t it be with you?”
…With you.
Mu Lin wanted to kiss her.
For a moment, Dong Enyu was stunned.
Compared to the strong “want” from Yong Le, Luo Ye, and Zhao Han, Mu Lin’s aggrieved question made her heart tremble more.
Can’t it be with her?
Of course, Dong Enyu could, but what about Mu Lin?
She was an innocent and pure girl.
If she turned her, it would ruin her.
How could she explain to Mu Lin’s parents or live up to her bright future?…
“I want to kiss you, can’t I?”
Mu Lin’s timid voice carried a hint of a sob, seemingly very uneasy.
She actually wanted to play kissy with Dong Enyu…
“Mu Lin, do you know what you’re saying?”
Dong Enyu asked seriously, her face turning solemn.
Although kissing a few times wouldn’t necessarily change one’s orientation, she was still a bit worried.
Was it because she had fed Mu Lin too much sweet talk, leading to a misunderstanding?
But Mu Lin looked at her with determination, her light-colored eyes so bright, unwavering in their resolve.
Dong Enyu reached out to cup her cheek, the warmth from her fingertips making her shiver slightly.
She traced the contours gently, her smooth skin as delicate as a baby’s.
Mu Lin seemed to enjoy her actions, leaning in to rest her forehead against hers.
They looked directly at each other, not knowing what the other was thinking.
“If I kiss you, will you regret it?”
Dong Enyu asked softly.
She originally wanted to ask if kissing Mu Lin would change their friendship, but she didn’t want Mu Lin to know her small, selfish desire.
She didn’t want Mu Lin to know that she actually wanted to do more than just be friends.
“No.”
Mu Lin squinted her eyes, a faint smile on her lips.
…Maybe Dong Enyu was also enchanted by her?
Dong Enyu received a promise, and only then did she slowly lean forward, just as their lips were about to touch…
Snap!—
The lights came on.
