Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

After receiving the message, Ji Lingyue quickly packed her bag and hurriedly left the library. The familiar car was parked outside the school gate. She quickened her pace, eagerly opening the passenger door.

She was about to call out Lan Wu’s name, but was met with an unexpected face.

The owner of the face pushed down her sunglasses, looking at her with a teasing smile. “Surprise.”

Ji Lingyue was silent for a moment before raising her head with a blank expression, looking at the woman in the driver’s seat.

Despite the cold weather, Lan Yuan was still dressed in a relatively light coat. Her fair neck was wrapped tightly in the soft collar of her sweater. She was frowning, absentmindedly tapping the steering wheel, clearly annoyed as she spoke to someone on the other end of her headset.

Ji Lingyue shifted her gaze to the back seat, finally seeing the person she wanted to see.

Lan Wu still had the brown hair she had dyed for a recent event. She was sleeping soundly, her slender body wrapped in a large jacket, sinking into the leather seat, looking like a small, cozy bundle.

Ji Lingyue closed the passenger door and climbed into the back seat.

Ji Xing turned her head, leaning over the seat to ask, “I heard you’ve been attracting admirers lately. Men or women?”

“Rumors.”

“Oh? I heard someone called you in the middle of the night, crying and threatening to quit their job just to come back and see you.”

“Misunderstanding.”

Ji Xing clicked her tongue. “Is your mouth made of gold? Does it cost extra to say more than a word?”

Ji Lingyue adjusted Lan Wu’s coat, finally giving Ji Xing a cool glance. “I have nothing to say to you.”

Ji Xing raised an eyebrow, smiling. “Really? You’re still upset? It was just a role Lan Wu and I played as a couple. It wasn’t real. Why are you so… ouch!”

She covered her head, looking at Lan Yuan with shock. “Sister?”

Lan Yuan said sternly, “Keep it down. Lan Wu’s sleeping. Don’t wake her.”

Ji Xing pursed her lips, pouting. “You only care about her.”

“Why do you think I only care about her?”

Ji Xing’s immediately perked up. “Last month, when she finished filming, you personally brought her flowers. When I finished my filming, you just sent your assistant with flowers.”

Lan Yuan explained patiently, “I happened to be near the set when Lan Wu just finished filming. I was on a business trip overseas when you finished filming. Didn’t I tell you that?”

“You’re just biased.”

Lan Yuan sighed, feeling a headache coming on, trying to be fair. “Next time, I’ll bring you an extra bouquet, okay?”

“Will you come in person?”

“Of course.”

The car started moving, and the two in the front lowered their voices. Whenever Ji Xing spoke to Lan Yuan, she would put on an obedient act, even her tone would become unusually sweet. Ji Lingyue couldn’t stand listening to it, so she simply lifted a corner of the jacket and carefully slipped inside.

The outside sounds became muffled. A faint, familiar fragrance entered her nose. Ji Lingyue relaxed, letting out a soft sigh as her cool fingers found Lan Wu’s waist, wrapping around her through the fabric.

Then, a hand gently ruffled her hair. Ji Lingyue looked up to see Lan Wu, who had been sound asleep, now half-awake, gazing at her with sleepy eyes.

Her heart leapt with joy, and she was about to speak when Lan Wu pressed a finger to her lips, her other arm pulling Ji Lingyue closer.

The distance between them suddenly shrank. Ji Lingyue blinked in surprise, realizing their noses were almost touching.

Warm breath filled the small space, and all she could hear was the soft sound of their breathing.

Lan Wu smiled, kissing the corner of Ji Lingyue’s lips. “How’s school been lately?”

“Fine.” Ji Lingyue whispered: “Why do you and Auntie Chu always ask about my studies first?”

“Hmm…” Lan Wu chuckled lazily. “What else should I ask?”

Ji Lingyue didn’t answer, instead asking, “Is it true what Ji Xing said about you crying, making a fuss, and threatening to kill yourself?”

“Do you think someone as mature as me would do something like that…” Halfway through, she met Ji Lingyue’s bright eyes and suddenly changed her tone: “Of course, when I heard someone gave you a love letter, I was so sad I cried through a whole pack of tissues.”

Ji Lingyue said, “It wasn’t that bad, was it?”

Although she knew that Lan Wu was teasing her, she still smiled, relaxing her body and leaning against the woman’s shoulder. “Will you stay home longer this time?”

“Mm.”

“Won’t it interfere with your work?”

“I’ve already arranged everything.”

As she spoke, Lan Wu gently stroked her messy hair, her voice gentle. “I’ll be with you for the New Year this time.”

Tonight was New Year’s Eve. The supermarket closest to their house was holding a promotion. Lan Yueyao pushed a shopping cart, her eyes scanning the shelves, tempted.

“Don’t even think about it,” Chu Chunhan said without turning around: “Less junk food.”

“I wasn’t going to,” Lan Yueyao replied instinctively. After saying that, she argued, “Having it once in a while isn’t so bad. Besides, everyone’s coming home tonight. The kids love these snacks.”

“Only Lan Wu likes it, and Lan Wu isn’t a child.”

Lan Yueyao clicked her tongue. “Okay, okay, I just like them. It’s New Year’s Eve, can’t you cut me some slack?”

Seeing Chu Chunhan examining the ingredients on a can with one hand in her coat pocket, Lan Yueyao nudged her with the shopping cart. “Chu Chunhan? Dr. Chu? Chunhan?”

Chu Chunhan finally turned to look at her, sighing: “Fine, go get some.”

Lan Yueyao smiled, happily turning around. Chu Chunhan couldn’t help but add: “Not too much.”

“Got it.”

When they arrived home, a familiar car was already parked in the driveway. Carrying bags of groceries, they had just stepped into the yard when the door opened.

Lan Wu spread her arms, beaming: “Mom…”

Chu Chunhan said calmly, “Lan Wu, put on your shoes.”

Lan Wu paused, obediently slipping on her slippers before reaching out again. “Mom…”

The heavy shopping bags were hung on her arms. Chu Chunhan said calmly, “Don’t block the door. Take these to the kitchen.”

As she spoke, she passed by Lan Wu. After changing her shoes, she hugged the three people behind her one by one. Lan Wu looked at her in confusion, then turned to Lan Yueyao. The woman raised an eyebrow, handing her the bag she was carrying. “Hurry up, take them to the kitchen.”

The fragile frame of the superstar was nearly crushed by the weight of the bags. Ji Lingyue quickly noticed her plight and rushed over to rescue her.

“Sigh,” Lan Wu sighed, putting the things in the fridge, listening to the laughter coming from the living room. She wondered, “Did I do something to make someone angry again?”

Ji Lingyue glanced at her, muttering softly: “Does having a girlfriend and still spreading rumors count?”

“Ah, those are all made up!” Lan Wu jumped up, clenching her fists, wishing she could punch those annoying paparazzi. “We just live in the same neighborhood. I live on the west side, and Yu Shanye lives on the east side. How does that count as leaving the same building? And that’s not all. Our whole group went out to eat, and Teacher Ye gave me a ride home. How does that mean we were meeting in secret?”

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, her beautiful face turning red. When she looked at Ji Lingyue, she saw that she looked guilty. She immediately realized. “So, she’s angry at me because of you?”

Ji Lingyue coughed awkwardly, clasping her hands behind her back. “I know it wasn’t your fault, but with a new rumor every few days, nineteen in total, I just… felt a little upset. When Auntie Chu asked about my studies, I… mentioned it.”

Lan Wu blinked and gave Ji Lingyue’s cheek a playful pinch, forcing a grin. “Wow, a few months away, and you’ve turned into a snitch?”

“You know it’s been months,” Ji Lingyue said, letting her pinch her cheeks, mumbling. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“That’s not how it works. You’ve got to speak up when you’re upset.” Lan Wu sighed, “Alright, I’ll admit I messed up back then. I’m the one who should be apologizing.”

Seeing Ji Lingyue’s expression relax, she hummed. “But you absolutely cannot tell Mom. You know how she is. She always dotes on you, so if you snitch on me, I’ll be in trouble.”

Ji Lingyue’s face was red from being pinched. Suddenly, she grabbed her wrist. Lan Wu was startled, about to ask what was wrong when the girl tilted her head and gently kissed her wrist: “I’m sorry,” she said softly: “I was wrong.”

Lan Wu froze, feeling the spot where she had been kissed burn. She locked eyes with Ji Lingyue for a few seconds, then couldn’t help but grab her wrist, pinning her against the wall and leaning in.

Clang—

A crisp sound came from her ear. Lan Wu was startled and looked to see that Lan Yuan was holding a fruit plate in one hand and a spoon in the other, rolling her eyes. “No making out in the kitchen.”

A few minutes later, the two reluctantly left the kitchen. The living room was filled with warm yellow light. A popular drama was playing on the TV. The lights outside the window were lit, creating a scene that was like any other ordinary night.

Lan Wu walked to the sofa and saw Lan Yuan sitting on the carpet, casually chatting with Ji Xing. She took off her shoes and squeezed next to her.

Lan Yuan glanced at her, generously scooting over to make room.

Behind them on the sofa sat Chu Chunhan, now in her home clothes. Lan Wu sat down, sneaking a few glances at her. Seeing that Chu Chunhan wasn’t paying attention, she carefully reached out and hugged her legs, resting her head on her knees.

After a while, Chu Chunhan sighed and gently nudged her. “You’re heavy. Come sit up here.”

Lan Wu’s eyes lit up, and she happily climbed up. Chu Chunhan pinched her ear with her left hand, and with her right arm around Ji Lingyue, she said gently, “Are you two okay now?”

Lan Wu mumbled: “We weren’t even fighting, so why would we need to make up…” Halfway through, she felt the pinch on her ear tighten and quickly lowered her head, obediently saying: “We made up.”

Boom—

A golden firework exploded outside the window, and laughter floated up from downstairs. Lan Wu paid no attention, leaning down to call, “Ah Yue.”

Ji Lingyue blinked sleepily: “What is it?”

Lan Wu smiled. “Nothing.”

She pinched the girl’s waist, her hands slipping under the loose bathrobe to cup her full breasts.

“Mm…”

Ji Lingyue instinctively arched her back, the thin fabric on her body slowly sliding down to her elbows, revealing large patches of white skin. Despite having just showered, she was already sweating, her body slippery in Lan Wu’s arms.

“Lan Wu…” she whimpered, clinging to Lan Wu’s shoulders, tilting her head up to bite her lips.

Lan Wu lowered her head, capturing Ji Lingyue’s tongue in her mouth. The girl who had been trying to bite her moments ago immediately softened, moaning softly as they kissed, her lips glistening with moisture.

Lan Wu couldn’t help but smile, running her fingers through Ji Lingyue’s damp hair. She thought back to their earlier moment in the bathroom and teasingly asked, “Aren’t you tired?”

Ji Lingyue was still catching her breath, her flushed face filled with confusion, as if she didn’t understand the question. Lan Wu chuckled, her hand sliding down to part Ji Lingyue’s wet pussy, slowly pushing inside. “Didn’t you say you were tired and didn’t want to continue?”

Ji Lingyue suddenly grabbed her shoulders, letting out a soft cry. “Mm, gentle… be gentle…”

“Does it hurt?”

Ji Lingyue shook her head, then nodded. “A little.”

Lan Wu paused, kissing away the tears on Ji Lingyue’s face. “Sorry, I was too impatient.”

Hearing this, Ji Lingyue felt embarrassed and wrapped her arms around Lan Wu’s neck, whispering, “It’s okay, just… be gentle.”

Lan Wu chuckled, tilting her head with a sigh. “Why are you so good?”

But in moments like this, the more obedient and sweet she was, the more Lan Wu wanted to make her cry.

She brushed the damp corners of Ji Lingyue’s eyes, her fingers moving inside the tight pussy. Ji Lingyue moaned softly, tightening her arms around Lan Wu, her legs curling around Lan Wu’s waist. Ji Lingyue’s body was usually as hot as a small furnace, but now it was burning hot. Lan Wu, drenched in sweat, patted her butt: “Loosen up a bit.”

Ji Lingyue said, “No.”

“I was just praising you for being obedient.” Lan Wu smiled, seeing Ji Lingyue’s reluctance, she lifted one of her legs over her shoulder, leaning down to admire the view.

The sight was indeed breathtaking. Her swollen, red pussy was tightly holding onto her finger, the tender flesh peeking out with each thrust, dripping with slick arousal.

Lan Wu said thoughtfully, “We’re going to have to change the sheets again tonight.”

“!”

Ji Lingyue’s face flushed red, about to struggle when Lan Wu pressed down on her clit, rubbing firmly. Ji Lingyue arched her back, her legs kicking wildly in the air as she trembled and came.

Sticky fluid coated Lan Wu’s hand. She pulled Ji Lingyue into her lap, sucking on a nipple while her fingers continued to thrust into the still-quivering pussy, using the copious wetness to ease her movements.

“Ah! Wait, wait…”

Ji Lingyue collapsed into her arms, gasping for breath, her body trembling from the deep penetration as she let out a sob.

“Lan Wu…”

Lan Wu hummed, raising her head to kiss her sweaty temple. “What is it?”

Ji Lingyue’s tears were falling like golden beads. She choked out, “Slower…”

Seeing her cry so pitifully, Lan Wu sighed, helpless. “You were the one who started it tonight.”

Ji Lingyue pretended not to hear, nuzzling against Lan Wu’s cheek, planting small kisses. Lan Wu closed her eyes, murmuring. “Okay, one last time.”

She pulled out her fingers, pressing Ji Lingyue down onto the bed, kneeling between her legs and aligning their hips, slowly rocking forward.

“Mm… haa…”

Wet sounds filled the room as their bodies moved together, juices dripping between them.

A brilliant firework suddenly exploded outside the window. Then, muffled laughter came from downstairs. Ji Lingyue rolled over, taking the lead as she straddled Lan Wu, biting her shoulder as she sobbed. Beneath her, the more curvaceous woman lay pliant on the dark sheets, half her face hidden by thick curls, only her lush, red lips visible.

“Lan Wu, Lan Wu…” she whimpered, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she sighed: “Ah, it feels so good…”

Shadows danced on the wall, their entwined legs moving in rhythm. Ji Lingyue gradually took control, thrusting harder and faster, her moans growing louder. The window lit up with another burst of fireworks. She groaned, carefully kissing Lan Wu’s lips. Lan Wu instinctively closed her eyes, but then she heard Ji Lingyue mumble something.

She opened her eyes, meeting Ji Lingyue’s gaze. Her eyes were as clear and pure as ever, shining even brighter with tears. Lan Wu smiled, pulling Ji Lingyue down into a deep kiss.

“Ah Yue.”

Her gentle words were swallowed by their kiss, but Ji Lingyue heard them clearly.

“I love you too.”

“And Happy New Year.”