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Her eyes were tinged with red at the corners, her gaze misty, and her seductive words slipped from her lips.

In that instant, she was utterly irresistible, the kind of sight that made anyone who saw her want to ravish her completely.

Wen Yixin's heart pounded like a drum.

Her fingers couldn't help but caress the soft skin beneath them, her voice slightly hoarse as it escaped her throat: "Alright."

Her fingers wandered and caressed until they touched a soft piece of fabric at Qin Ruan's waist, where they paused momentarily.

"Ruan Ruan," she called softly.

"Sister," Qin Ruan replied, her hand slowly moving up from Wen Yixin's waist, soft and gentle as it climbed to her neck.

At the same time, her chin lifted in a graceful arc, as if inviting a kiss.

Wen Yixin leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips. Then, with her fingers hooked on the fabric at Qin Ruan's waist, she slowly pulled it down.

Qin Ruan's arms, which were wrapped around Wen Yixin's neck, unconsciously tightened. Her lips parted slightly, and she couldn't help but lick Wen Yixin's lips.

Wen Yixin's movements paused for a brief moment before one hand moved to caress Qin Ruan's face, lifting her chin with gentle fingers. Her lips parted, teeth softly nibbling on Qin Ruan's upper lip, tenderly licking and biting.

Unknowingly, Wen Yixin's tongue slipped past Qin Ruan's teeth, brushing against them before slowly entangling with the softness within.

The dim nightlight in the corner of the room faintly illuminated their intertwined silhouettes.

At some point, Wen Yixin's other hand, which had been resting on Qin Ruan's waist, slowly slid down.

Her fingers lingered for a moment, then slowly trailed back up, lingering and caressing every inch of skin they touched.

When they reached a sensitive spot, Qin Ruan couldn't help but cling to Wen Yixin's neck, tilting her head back and pulling her closer.

The kiss paused.

Wen Yixin pecked at Qin Ruan's overly flushed lips. Noticing the slight moisture at the corners of her eyes, she couldn't resist moving her lips to lick away the traces. However, her tongue accidentally brushed against Qin Ruan's eyelashes, causing them to tremble and making the corners of her eyes redden further.

"Sister," Qin Ruan called out, her voice low and seductive.

"Mm," Wen Yixin responded softly, unable to resist kissing the corner of her eyes again.

At the same time, her fingers moved lower, her nose brushing against Qin Ruan's face, occasionally planting soft kisses. It wasn't until her fingers brushed past her navel that she asked quietly: "Are you scared?"

"No," Qin Ruan shook her head. She loved it too much to be scared.

"I like Sister." Her ears turned pink, and a hot blush spread across her cheeks.

Wen Yixin's lips could even feel that burning heat.

She smiled lightly, covering Qin Ruan's lips again. As the kiss deepened, her gentle fingers slowly explored, and before long, Qin Ruan was left trembling and weak, completely at Wen Yixin's mercy.

That night, Qin Ruan truly lived up to her name, softening completely under Wen Yixin's touch.

From "Ruan Ruan" to "soft and pliant."

…

The night was long, and they had plenty of time.

The next morning.

When Wen Yixin woke up and opened her eyes, she was surprised to find that Qin Ruan, who usually woke up earlier, was still asleep.

Qin Ruan's expression was peaceful, with a satisfied look between her brows, indicating that she had slept well.

Wen Yixin's lips curved into a smile, and she leaned down to kiss her forehead before carefully getting out of bed.

She moved cautiously, but even so, she accidentally woke the person beside her.

Just as Wen Yixin's feet touched the ground, she heard a soft voice: "Sister, where are you going?"

Qin Ruan's eyes slowly opened, and she gently rubbed her sleepy eyes before scooting over to Wen Yixin's side, still wrapped in the thin blanket.

As she stretched out her arms, the blanket slid down, revealing her flawless skin beneath, her dark hair cascading over it, adding to her allure.

She wrapped her arms around Wen Yixin's waist, her cheek resting against Wen Yixin's side as she nuzzled against her.

Wen Yixin looked back and pulled the fallen blanket back up, covering the faint marks on Qin Ruan's fair skin.

She stroked Qin Ruan's head and spoke softly: "I'm going to make breakfast."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Qin Ruan smiled, her lips curving: "No, I feel great."

She felt better than she had in a long time.

She took Wen Yixin's hand, looking up at her with a smile in her eyes: "Sister, happy Valentine's Day."

Wen Yixin returned the smile, gently squeezing her hand: "Happy Valentine's Day, Ruan Ruan."

"Do you want to go anywhere today? It'll probably be lively outside tonight."

Qin Ruan shook her head: "I don't have any particular place in mind."

Wen Yixin thought for a moment but couldn't come up with anything interesting. She patted Qin Ruan's head and said gently: "Let's have breakfast first, and we can decide where to go later."

"Alright," Qin Ruan agreed with a smile. She pressed her elbows into the soft mattress to sit up, causing the blanket that had just been pulled up to slide down again, this time stopping at her legs.

Wen Yixin's gaze lowered, and when she saw the faint red marks on Qin Ruan's chest and back, her eyes darkened.

She looked away and stroked Qin Ruan's head: "You get dressed first; I'll go make breakfast."

Qin Ruan smiled and nodded: "Mm, I know."

In the kitchen, Wen Yixin was making porridge when Qin Ruan, freshly washed, came looking for her.

"Sister."

Wen Yixin turned around and saw Qin Ruan holding a bouquet of pink flowers in her hands. The flowers were a soft pink, resembling pink roses.

Taking a closer look, Wen Yixin realized that the bouquet was made of handcrafted flowers. They were intricately designed and looked beautiful.

The best part was, they would never wither.

"Sister, I made this bouquet for you myself," Qin Ruan said, slightly unsure. "I hope you like it."

Wen Yixin accepted the bouquet, her eyes filled with warmth: "I love it. Thank you, Ruan Ruan."

"The flowers are beautiful."

Hearing that, Qin Ruan couldn't suppress her smile any longer and beamed with joy.

Seeing Wen Yixin gently touching the pink rose petals, Qin Ruan couldn't help but call out with a smile: "Sister."

"Do you know the meaning of pink roses?"

"What is it?" Wen Yixin asked curiously, a smile in her eyes.

"Their meaning," Qin Ruan paused, looking at Wen Yixin, "is first love."

Wen Yixin laughed: "That's a lovely meaning. And…"

"The bouquet of pink roses you gave me will never wither."

"That's right." Qin Ruan's smile grew wider.

The pink roses would never wither, and their first love would never end.

"Sister," Qin Ruan called out again.

"In addition to this bouquet, I have another gift for you."

Wen Yixin looked up: "What gift?"

"I'll give it to you later." Qin Ruan smiled.

Seeing her say that, Wen Yixin didn't press the issue. Instead, she held the bouquet and smiled softly: "I have a gift for you too, Ruan Ruan."

"A Valentine's Day gift."

"What gift is it, Sister?" Qin Ruan asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Wait a moment." Wen Yixin turned down the heat on the porridge and then took Qin Ruan's hand: "Come with me."

Qin Ruan followed her through the living room and back to the bedroom. After Wen Yixin placed the bouquet of pink roses in a vase, Qin Ruan couldn't wait any longer: "Sister, what is it?"

Wen Yixin chuckled: "Don't rush, you'll know soon."

With that, she let go of Qin Ruan's hand, turned, and opened a hidden cabinet, taking out a sandalwood box.

She carried the box to Qin Ruan and raised an eyebrow: "Ruan Ruan, can you guess what's inside?"

Qin Ruan hesitated: "Sister, this is a tough one."

The box was tightly sealed, with a small golden lock on the side, making it impossible to see what was inside.

She had never seen a box like this before, so it was hard to guess what was inside.

Wen Yixin smiled: "Just guess the general category."

Looking at the intricate carvings on the sandalwood box, Qin Ruan hesitated before asking: "Is it jewelry?"

"Ruan Ruan is so smart. It is jewelry." Wen Yixin praised her generously.

She unlocked the clasp and opened the sandalwood box, revealing a jade bracelet of exceptional clarity.

The bracelet was as white as jade but even more transparent and pure, resembling the finest glassy jadeite.

Qin Ruan was surprised: "Sister…"

"Do you like this gift, Ruan Ruan?" Wen Yixin asked.

"I do." Qin Ruan smiled. "The bracelet is beautiful."

"Let me put it on for you."

Wen Yixin took out the cool jade bracelet, lifted Qin Ruan's hand, and slowly slid it onto her wrist.

The translucent jade bracelet rested against Qin Ruan's fair, jade-like wrist, the combination looking absolutely stunning.

She had chosen the right gift; the bracelet suited Qin Ruan perfectly.

"Sister, this bracelet looks so good on me," Qin Ruan couldn't help but praise.

Wen Yixin smiled: "Only you could wear it so beautifully."

"Sister," Qin Ruan pouted slightly, "you're teasing me again."

"I'm telling the truth." Wen Yixin laughed, pulling Qin Ruan's hand: "The lean pork porridge in the kitchen should be ready. Let's go have breakfast."

"Oh." Qin Ruan obediently followed Wen Yixin out.

"Do you want to go out after breakfast, or should we wait until evening?" Wen Yixin asked.

"There probably won't be many people out during the day. How about we go out in the evening, Sister?"

"That sounds good."

As night fell, Wen Yixin and Qin Ruan arrived at West County Square, the liveliest spot in K City.

There was a small river near the square, and there were often fountain shows during holidays and festivals.

Wen Yixin and Qin Ruan had come this time hoping to catch one. If there was a show, they could watch it; if not, they could still enjoy walking around the area.

"Sister, try this. It's really good." As soon as they arrived, Qin Ruan bought a serving of takoyaki and was now offering one to Wen Yixin.

Wen Yixin looked at the small, bonito-flake-covered ball and opened her mouth, taking it in.

After a moment, she commented: "It's pretty good."

"I think so too." Qin Ruan smiled.

She loved eating with Sister like this because it made her feel content.

They strolled around, stopping occasionally, until they finally paused on a bridge beside the square.

There weren't many people around, just a few small groups. Wen Yixin scanned the area before finally stopping at a spot and pulling Qin Ruan's hand to lead her there.

Wen Yixin rested her hand on the railing of the bridge: "Let's wait here. We can enjoy the view of the river while we're at it."

"Okay." Qin Ruan smiled, taking a bite of her candied hawthorn skewer. When she bit into the hawthorn, the sourness made her wrinkle her nose: "So sour."

Wen Yixin chuckled: "Then don't eat it."

Qin Ruan shook her head: "No, I can't waste it."

"It's sour, but I can still eat it."

Wen Yixin looked at the skewer in Qin Ruan's hand and couldn't resist taking it: "I'll eat it with you."

With that, she took a bite. It was sour, but just like Qin Ruan said, it was still edible, though a bit challenging.

She ate two pieces and handed the skewer back to Qin Ruan, saying, "I'm going to buy some water. Wait here for me and don't wander off."

"Got it?"

"Got it." Qin Ruan nodded obediently.

Seeing this, Wen Yixin felt reassured and left.

After buying water and leaving the shop, Wen Yixin noticed a flower vendor nearby. Her gaze lingered on a small bouquet of pink roses.

She realized… she had never given Qin Ruan flowers before.

Remembering the handcrafted bouquet she had received that morning, Wen Yixin decided to walk over. While it might not be as thoughtful as Qin Ruan's gift, it was still a token of her affection.

Wen Yixin bought the bouquet of pink roses. Just as she turned around after paying, she saw a large splash of water rising from the river with a loud boom.

The fountain show was about to start.

Wen Yixin quickened her pace unconsciously, slowing down only when she spotted Qin Ruan.

At that moment, Qin Ruan was also looking for Wen Yixin, and when she turned and saw her standing nearby, her eyes curved into a smile.

She raised her hand high, the clear jade bracelet on her wrist catching the light and reflecting a soft glow in the night.

When her gaze fell on the bouquet of pink roses in Wen Yixin's arms, Qin Ruan's smile deepened. She watched Wen Yixin with sparkling eyes, her gaze filled with joy.

"Sister!"

As Qin Ruan called out, the fountain show on the river suddenly began, colorful jets of water rising behind her in various shapes and patterns.

It was beautiful.

But Wen Yixin's eyes weren't on the stunning fountain show; instead, they were fixed on the figure in front of her, who was smiling so radiantly that her heart began to beat differently than usual.

A steady, resounding beat.

Never before had Wen Yixin so clearly realized that…

She was in love with Qin Ruan.