Into The Sea

Sexual content warning.

At first, she had never considered adopting children. In her life plan, having a stable job, a peaceful life, and building a family with Chu Chunhan—just the two of them—was more than enough. But when she saw those two children huddled together at the orphanage, she couldn’t help but stop.

Later, in the director’s office, she and Chu Chunhan met the elder of the twin sisters. Despite being bundled up like a little dumpling, the girl was surprisingly mature and composed. When she heard the purpose of their visit, she stubbornly asked, “If you adopt me, will you adopt my sister too?”

Lan Yueyao teased her, “What if we don’t?”

The girl’s small face tightened, and she said in a childish voice, “Then I won’t go with you.”

Chu Chunhan raised an eyebrow, bent down, and asked kindly, “What’s your name?”

“Lan Yuan.” she replied, quickly adding, “My sister’s name is Lan Wu.”

“My surname is Lan too,” Lan Yueyao smiled gently, taking her hand out of her coat pocket and ruffling Lan Yuan’s hair. “Perhaps we were a family in a past life.” After a pause, she continued, “It seems like in this life, we’ll be family too.”

Time flew by. It felt like just yesterday they had formed this family of four, but when she thought about it, it had already been three or four years.

After her bath, Chu Chunhan, dressed in her nightgown, tiptoed into the guest bedroom. Under the dim glow of the bedside lamp, she gazed at the sleeping children. Soon, she noticed the slight swelling on Lan Yuan’s fist and sighed in understanding.

Soft footsteps sounded at the door. She turned to see Lan Yueyao leaning lazily against the doorframe, casually remarking, “She took on three kids. Aside from her swollen hand, she didn’t get a scratch.”

“Did you apply medicine?”

“Of course.”

Chu Chunhan nodded, tucked them in, and carefully stepped out. The woman standing at the door yawned, about to reach out and hug her when Chu Chunhan stopped her with a finger to the shoulder. “Friendly chat?”

Lan Yueyao pouted, muttering, “Seems like you’re not tired after all.”

“What was that?”

Before she could react, Lan Yueyao leaned in, eyes closed. Chu Chunhan clicked her tongue, pinching her lips to stop her. “Not this again.”

Lan Yueyao said in a muffled voice, “It works, though.”

“Oh?” Chu Chunhan said coolly. “Am I that easy to fool?”

“I wouldn’t know if you’re easy to fool,” Lan Yueyao wrapped her arms around Chu Chunhan’s waist, smiling brightly. “I think I’ll need to try a few more times to figure it out. What do you think?”

Chu Chunhan blinked, her eyes sweeping over Lan Yueyao’s open collar. She nodded. “Yes, we need to try a few more times.”

Before Lan Yueyao could respond, Chu Chunhan kissed the corner of her moist lips, her hand slipping under the soft fabric to cup a full breast. Lan Yueyao’s breath hitched, stumbling back a few steps until her back hit the wall of the master bedroom.

“Mmm…”

Chu Chunhan tilted her head, sucking lightly on Lan Yueyao’s slender neck, leaving a vivid mark. Lan Yueyao blinked, suddenly remembering something, and hurriedly said, “I have a meeting tomorrow, don’t leave marks on my neck…”

Before she could finish, a sharp pain made her gasp—Chu Chunhan had bitten her again.

Chu Chunhan met her shocked and accusatory gaze with displeasure. “What if someone sees? Everyone knows you have a wife.”

“Ah, that’s… that’s true…”

Lan Yueyao muttered, her long lashes fluttering as Chu Chunhan leaned in to leave another mark. Instead of resisting, she pressed Chu Chunhan’s waist closer, her other hand lifting the disheveled hem of the nightgown, sliding down her stomach.

The recently cleaned entrance was already damp after a few casual strokes.

Chu Chunhan stiffened, gritting her teeth, “Take… take your hand out…”

“No way.”

Lan Yueyao parted the soft folds, gently teasing the slick entrance. Chu Chunhan let out a muffled moan, her chin resting on Lan Yueyao’s shoulder, her dark lashes fluttering as her eyes glistened with moisture. “Lan… Lan Yueyao…”

She was using her full name now.

Lan Yueyao kissed her cheek affectionately, her voice soft, “I’m here.”

She guided them onto the bed, her fingers slowly entering the heated core. Chu Chunhan gasped, her stomach tightening, which only made the walls around Lan Yueyao’s fingers clench more eagerly. After a few thrusts, she was already dripping wet.

“Ah… ahh…”

Beads of sweat rolled down Chu Chunhan’s pale stomach. Lan Yueyao lifted the nightgown, taking a pink nipple into her mouth, her warm palm rubbing the sensitive small of Chu Chunhan’s back. When Chu Chunhan squirmed, trying to escape, Lan Yueyao squeezed her plump butt.

The woman in her arms softened again. Lan Yueyao released the wet nipple, pressing her lips to Chu Chunhan’s, her fingers moving slowly but deliberately inside her, her thumb rubbing the swollen clit. Chu Chunhan let out a muffled whimper, her legs dangling over Lan Yueyao’s waist, tears of pleasure gathering at the corners of her eyes.

“Mmm… mmm…”

The wetness flowed freely. Lan Yueyao flipped her over, spreading her soft cheeks and entering the still-sensitive entrance again. Chu Chunhan’s body trembled, sinking weakly, but her stomach was pressed against Lan Yueyao’s firm knee. The reddened folds slid against Lan Yueyao’s thigh, soon coated in sticky wetness, making lewd squelching sounds.

Lan Yueyao asked with a smile, “Still angry?”

At this, Chu Chunhan bit her lip, gripping the soft pillow tightly. Even as her body shook with each thrust, she only let out muffled moans. Lan Yueyao tilted her head, leaning down to kiss the sweaty nape of Chu Chunhan’s neck. “You’re so petty. Is it just because I didn’t let you take control?”

After being coaxed for a long time, Chu Chunhan blinked her teary eyes and finally turned her face. “Come here, hold me…”

Lan Yueyao quickly leaned in, but as soon as she lowered her head, the person who had been limp and boneless beneath her opened her mouth and left a clear bite mark on her chin.

“…”

“Ha,” Chu Chunhan narrowed her eyes, her messy black hair sticking to her face with sweat. Her usually serious expression now held a hint of triumph. “Let’s see how you hide that.”

After a moment of silence, Lan Yueyao suddenly took a breath and began to nuzzle her neck like a puppy.

Chu Chunhan’s eyes widened. “Don’t bite! Lan Yueyao! Don’t, ah—”

A while later, an even more triumphant laugh echoed in the room. “Now it’s even. How Chu Doctor will hide it tomorrow at the hospital is how I’ll hide it.”

The next morning, Lan Wu woke up early. After washing her face and brushing her teeth with her sister, she sat at the dining table, waiting for breakfast.

But…

She looked at the weather outside, then at her two parents bundled up tightly. “Mama,” she called out sweetly.

Chu Chunhan turned around, holding a spatula. “Yes?”

“Is summer ending?”

“No, why do you ask?”

She blinked, confused. “Because, you’re wearing autumn clothes.”

Lan Yuan giggled.

Chu Chunhan stood silently for a moment before saying, “Lan Wu, I’ve been busy lately and forgot to ask. Have you been behaving at school?”

Lan Wu was startled, guiltily lowering her head and clutching her milk glass. “No, no, I’ve been very good at school.”

“That’s good,” Chu Chunhan said calmly, turning around and placing the fried eggs in front of her two daughters. “Mama likes well-behaved children the most.”