Who could possibly resist this? But such half-hearted words were actually the best comfort for a girl.
She let out a sigh of relief, but hugged Qin Xiangyi even tighter.
Qin Xiangyi felt a bit uncomfortable from the tight embrace, and she kept thinking that the floral scent was getting stronger.
It didn’t seem like the room’s original smell, but rather a fragrance coming from this girl herself.
This kind of scene immediately reminded Qin Xiangyi of the novel she was working on.
Although she was only at the outline stage, Qin Xiangyi’s original intention was to have those girls carry a floral scent.
She never expected that someone like Xiang Fei would actually exist in real life.
Looking again, this girl was delicate and pretty, probably only seventeen or eighteen.
Seeing her in such a sorry state, Qin Xiangyi suddenly felt a surge of anger for some reason.
If the girl wasn’t holding her so tightly, she would have kicked that scumbag on the floor a few more times to vent her rage.
“Xiangyi…” Just as Qin Xiangyi was thinking about how to ask what had happened, the girl spoke first.
“What’s wrong?” Qin Xiangyi patted the girl’s back, only to find her skin burning hot—way beyond normal human temperature.
Qin Xiangyi thought she might be sick, so she touched the girl’s hand, only to find her whole body was burning up, like a fireball.
“Xiangyi… I can’t take it anymore.” The girl was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed, her eyes full of longing, looking like she was ready to be picked.
Qin Xiangyi hadn’t even processed what was happening before the girl’s lips pressed against hers, sealing her mouth.
Qin Xiangyi was completely stunned.
She was twenty-eight, a leftover woman with nothing going for her, and she’d never even had her first kiss.
Now, a girl she’d known for less than ten minutes had just taken it.
Her second thought was to worry about the girl’s age—would this get her three years to start with?
Her mind didn’t go blank, but she also didn’t resist the girl’s kiss.
She’d just been hit so hard her head was bleeding and she was still dazed, but this kiss finally woke her up a bit.
The scene felt more and more familiar.
In her detailed outline, the school beauty Zhou Muning was caught by the villain, and after Qin Xiangyi tipped off the male lead, she was knocked out by the villain.
Then, the male lead, who wasn’t related to Zhou Muning by blood, risked his life to save her.
Because of the drug’s effects, Zhou Muning kissed the male lead, activating his golden finger.
With her mind clear, Qin Xiangyi suddenly pushed the girl away a bit.
“You… you’re Zhou Muning.”
Qin Xiangyi still found it hard to believe and couldn’t help but ask the girl’s name.
“Xiangyi, I really feel awful.” Zhou Muning didn’t notice Qin Xiangyi’s oddness.
Tears welled up in her eyes, her face full of pain and discomfort, as if she was being tormented.
“I’ll take you to shower and cool off.” Qin Xiangyi remembered the plot she’d written to highlight the male lead’s character and quickly made a suggestion to Zhou Muning.
Zhou Muning was already weak all over, but she still had some sense left.
Qin Xiangyi used all her strength to drag Zhou Muning to the bathroom.
She cooled her down with cold water.
It didn’t help much, but at least it kept Zhou Muning conscious.
Knowing that calling for help was useless, Qin Xiangyi decided to wait for the male lead to wake up and deal with Qin Wangzi.
“How are you feeling? Any better?” Qin Xiangyi kept asking Zhou Muning.
Even in such a mess, Zhou Muning’s beauty was undiminished.
Qin Xiangyi had made Zhou Muning kind and gentle.
Her family was ordinary, but she was still one of the most famous school beauties.
Zhou Muning’s voice was very soft, and she didn’t dare look at Qin Xiangyi.
“Why are you here?” Qin Xiangyi had to find something to talk about.
“I thought you invited me, but who knew…” Zhou Muning answered, her eyes full of fear and regret.
It was her kindness that made her easy to take advantage of.
“Why would I ask you to come to a place like this? Don’t make such rookie mistakes next time.” Qin Xiangyi looked at the school beauty she’d created.
Writing about her in a novel was one thing, but seeing Zhou Muning in real life was something else.
She looked so pitiful that Qin Xiangyi regretted ever writing such a traumatic plot for a beautiful girl.
Zhou Muning nodded, then felt the water getting warmer.
Qin Xiangyi rinsed her off again, then carefully dried her with a towel.
Their eyes met, but the scent on Zhou Muning only grew stronger.
Qin Xiangyi tried not to breathe it in, but after holding her breath, she ended up inhaling a big whiff.
“Xiangyi, thank you.” Zhou Muning gradually regained her senses.
Maybe she was embarrassed remembering how crazy she’d just acted, so she didn’t meet Qin Xiangyi’s eyes and lowered her head shyly.
“It’s nothing, I’m the one who got you into this.” Qin Xiangyi half-joked, half-serious, regretting she’d written such a deranged plot.
The suspension bridge effect might work, but in the end, she’d only dug a hole for herself—and lost her first kiss.
The more Qin Xiangyi thought about it, the more she felt she’d gotten the short end of the stick.
Still, she gently dried Zhou Muning’s hair and cheeks, then her gaze fell on her lips.
Zhou Muning’s lips were already bitten raw, looking really painful.
“Sorry, does it hurt?” She stroked Zhou Muning’s lips, full of pity for the character she’d created.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore…” Zhou Muning blushed, instinctively pursing her lips, but the pain made her suck in a breath, which made Qin Xiangyi laugh even harder.
She thought the girl in front of her was just too cute.
“You’re making fun of me.” Zhou Muning was a little embarrassed and reached out to hit Qin Xiangyi.
The touch made Qin Xiangyi gasp in pain.
If Zhou Muning hadn’t touched her, she would’ve forgotten she’d just been hit hard by someone.
“You’re bleeding.” Zhou Muning panicked, and when she checked Qin Xiangyi, she found blood on her head.
It wasn’t much, but it showed how ruthless the attacker was.
Maybe it was because Qin Xiangyi was killed by this person that she ended up transmigrating into the novel.
“I don’t know, but I’m not dead yet.
Once things are settled outside, we’ll go to the hospital.” Qin Xiangyi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
For now, she didn’t care why she’d transmigrated into the novel.
If she remembered right, the villain Qin Wangzi and the male lead Ye Fan’s big showdown was about to start.
As if to match the author’s twisted sense of humor, just as she finished speaking, she heard a noise outside.
But the sound didn’t come from anyone in the room—it was the bang of someone kicking the door open.
“Qin Shao, what happened to you!” Qin Xiangyi peeked through the bathroom crack and saw a rat-faced man.
If she remembered right, this should be Qin Wangzi’s lackey.
