The Crybaby Mistress GL - Chapter 53

Chen Xin stood with her arms crossed, blocking the kitchen doorway. Her stance made it clear that Luo Jing would not leave until she explained herself.

Luo Jing held freshly washed vegetables, her small mouth pursing as she struggled to find the right words. Chen Xin was not in a hurry. She waited patiently for Luo Jing to speak.

“I…” Luo Jing began, but the front door beeped as someone swiped a keycard. Xu Fangting entered, carrying several bags.

Just as Luo Jing was about to open up, she shook her head and said, “It’s nothing. Go help your mom with her things. Dinner will be ready soon.” She turned back to cooking.

The interruption made it harder for Chen Xin to press further. Annoyed, she went to the living room. Xu Fangting had been shopping and bought two fur coats with soft, fluffy linings. Spotting Chen Xin, she waved her over and said, “Come try this on. I got it for you.”

Chen Xin obediently put on the coat, which fit perfectly and gave her an imposing air. Seizing the moment, Xu Fangting whispered, “Have you talked to that girl?”

Chen Xin shot her mother a frustrated glance. “It’s your fault, Mom. I was about to get answers, but you came back at the worst time.”

Xu Fangting sighed. “Don’t blame me. Deal with it quickly.”

The three finished dinner soon after. Chen Xin, still preoccupied, pulled Luo Jing into the bedroom once the table was cleared. After removing their clothes, they headed to the bathroom, ensuring that no one could interrupt them now.

Luo Jing stood completely bare. Chen Xin lathered soap on her, the slippery body wash making her skin even softer. Skipping the bath sponge, Chen Xin used her hands, gliding over Luo Jing’s body.

“I can wash myself…” Luo Jing said, feeling that Chen Xin’s touches were suspiciously focused. She tried to grab Chen Xin’s hands shyly.

However, Chen Xin’s soapy hands were too slick to hold. Luo Jing could only let her roam freely. Chen Xin claimed she was washing her back but reached around to her chest, kneading the soft mounds.

“Mmm…” Luo Jing’s n*pple hardened, rubbing against Chen Xin’s palms.

With Luo Jing’s moans, the atmosphere grew more sensual. Chen Xin pulled her to lean against the bathtub’s edge, caressing her full, tender skin while speaking softly. “You were about to say something in the kitchen. What’s been going on lately? Tell me.”

Luo Jing felt dizzy from the touches. Her body relaxed as if massaged, becoming more sensitive. The slickness between her legs might not just be body wash anymore. “Nothing… mmm… just classmate stuff… ah, there…” Chen Xin’s fingers grazed her inner thighs, the gentle pressure both tickling and comforting.

“Classmate stuff? Are they bullying you?” Chen Xin did not stop at her thighs. Her slippery fingers slid into Luo Jing’s folds, finding the small pearl and teasing it back and forth.

“Hah! Mmm!” Luo Jing gasped, her legs parting instinctively, allowing Chen Xin to play with her bud. Goosebumps covered her as pleasure surged. “No… mmm, no…”

Chen Xin did not believe her but chose not to push too hard. She quickened her teasing, effortlessly bringing Luo Jing to a swift peak.

Luo Jing’s legs shook uncontrollably. Clinging to Chen Xin did not keep her steady. Her round hips sat on the bathtub’s edge, pressed into a plump curve. Chen Xin steadied her, playfully patting her hips. The bathroom echoed with soft slaps that made Luo Jing’s earlobes redden.

Chen Xin’s rinsing was far from proper. The flow of water brought Luo Jing to 0rg*sm twice more, her slickness impossible to wash away. The more Chen Xin rinsed, the more flowed out. Helplessly, she wiped with her hand, but her true intent was clear. Her fingers slipped inside, stirring relentlessly until Luo Jing squ!rted.

“I’m tired…” Luo Jing said, exhausted from the long washing. She sat in the bathtub with her arms around Chen Xin’s. Her cheeks flushed red. Chen Xin carried her to the bed.

Luo Jing lay limply, but Chen Xin was not done. Whispering softly in her ear, she urged Luo Jing to touch her too. Luo Jing, sprawled on the bed, agreed it was only fair. She followed Chen Xin’s lead, though it was exhausting.

Chen Xin, ar0used, turned back to Luo Jing. She positioned her on her stomach with a pillow under her hips. Her slender fingers thrust into Luo Jing’s tight back entrance, occasionally using the slick fluids to tease the slightly open rim. This teasing made Luo Jing 0rg*sm twice from her back entrance.

By midnight, Luo Jing was so spent that she passed out. As she slept, she looked adorable, murmuring protests while snuggling into Chen Xin’s arms. They used to sleep on separate sides, but at some point, Luo Jing started burrowing into her. Chen Xin rolled over, allowing Luo Jing to rest on her chest.

Until Luo Jing fell asleep, Chen Xin had not received any answers. Not wanting to taint their pleasurable intimacy with interrogation, she held back. Once Luo Jing was sound asleep, Chen Xin reached for her phone, which was charging on the bedside table.

She grabbed both of Luo Jing’s phones, the new one from Chen Xin and the old one, and opened them.

The old phone had no password. Chen Xin browsed freely, finding little beyond family contacts. It seemed rarely used, but she noticed that Luo Jing had added her number to it, which made her heart warm. She leaned down to kiss the softly snoring Luo Jing.

The new phone had a password, but Chen Xin cracked it in moments using Luo Jing’s birthday. This naive girl.

She found no new contacts or odd messages.

Perhaps Mom and I had overthought it.

Curious about Luo Jing’s browsing habits, Chen Xin opened the web history. Given Luo Jing’s innocence, she likely did not clear her history, even for adult sites. If she had been on those, I would learn her preferences.

To her surprise, there were no adult sites. The last activity was days ago on what seemed to be a school forum.

Chen Xin had not thought much of it. Luo Jing browsing a school forum was not odd. With no other sites to check, she clicked in.

Photos popped up showing candid shots of Chen Xin dropping Luo Jing off at school.

Her eyes turned cold. The anonymous post used crude, offensive language, and the comments below were equally unkind.

In the dark room, Chen Xin’s face, lit by the phone’s glow, held a chilling coldness in her eyes.