The Crybaby Mistress GL - Chapter 9

On this particular day, for reasons she could not quite understand, Chen Xin worked with astonishing speed. Before the official end of the workday, she had already completed all of her tasks. She passed the remaining documents to her secretary and, without hesitation, grabbed her coat and headed out.

Her secretary, noticing her departure, quickly stood up and asked, “Miss Chen, are you leaving already?” Just a few days ago, she had been so swamped that she could not leave until after ten o’clock in the evening. Now, it was barely past five.

Chen Xin responded with a faint smile. “Tomorrow is a holiday. Tonight, I should allow myself some time to relax.”

She drove herself to the apartment in City B. She felt satisfied with the decision to place Luo Jing there. The location was conveniently close to her office and spared her from wasting time on a long commute.

As she thought about whether the little one had prepared a full spread of delicious food, Chen Xin, who was usually quite particular about her meals, found herself feeling genuinely hungry. She had been too busy at noon to eat anything substantial. Although it was not yet dinner time, she was already famished.

She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel impatiently. Why was this red light taking so long?

When she finally arrived and swiped her access card to open the door, a wave of sweet and sour aroma greeted her. There was also the unmistakable scent of fried food mingled with other savory dishes. The moment she smelled it, her appetite flared up.

Chen Xin had never cooked for herself. The apartment had never been exposed to any trace of cooking oil or smoke. Each time she visited, it felt like stepping into a carefully maintained model home. This time, however, it felt more like a real living space.

As she stepped inside, she immediately noticed several dishes already arranged on the dining table. Although they did not possess the refined presentation of a high-end restaurant, their rich fragrance was more than enough to make anyone want to sit down and eat.

Chen Xin was slightly surprised. She had not expected the seemingly simple-minded Luo Jing to be capable of preparing such appetizing food. Still, she could not help but wonder why the sweet and sour fish she had been craving was nowhere in sight.

Just as she was thinking that the sauce’s aroma was present but the fish was missing, a startled voice called out behind her. She turned to see Luo Jing standing at the kitchen doorway with a slightly panicked expression. She held a plate of bright red sweet and sour fish in her hands and wore nothing but a pink apron.

Chen Xin had not expected to be greeted by someone wearing only an apron. One of her eyebrows lifted. From the front, the apron managed to cover what needed to be covered. The back, however, was another matter entirely.

Luo Jing’s face was burning red as she tried to hide her chest with the plate she was holding. Unfortunately, the dish was far too small to offer much coverage. Her soft and full curves still peeked out from both sides of the apron. To Chen Xin, she looked even more tempting than the sweet and sour fish.

Chen Xin’s face showed no particular emotion, but her eyes were locked in place. She had never received this level of welcome before. Was this not the so-called apron-only greeting? When had this little one become more sophisticated than her and learned such advanced forms of seduction?

At that moment, Chen Xin could not bring herself to care about the dinner on the table. What she really wanted was to tease the alluring young woman in front of her and make her cry out softly under her touch.

However, Luo Jing was the one who recovered first. She quickly walked over to the table and placed the sweet and sour fish down. Chen Xin’s eyes followed her every movement. As expected, the view from the back was breathtaking. Luo Jing’s slender waist and round hips were completely exposed. The apron’s ties were fastened at her waist, and she had not even bothered with underwear. She had prepared dinner at the table like that.

Noticing that Chen Xin had not moved at all, Luo Jing stammered as she tried to explain. “I was originally completely naked. But because I had to deep-fry the food, I was afraid the oil would splatter on me. So I…”

That meant she had actually been cooking while entirely nude.

Chen Xin allowed herself to imagine that scene. She could not tell whether it was the smell of food or her own imagination, but her mouth began to water.

“Are you hungry? Please sit down and eat.” Luo Jing had heard the sound of her swallowing. However, she did not consider that she might be the cause. She simply assumed that Chen Xin was hungry.

That was fine too. Finishing dinner early would leave more time for other matters. Luo Jing even pulled out a chair for her. Chen Xin sat down without resistance. The little one was surprisingly thoughtful. She took Chen Xin’s coat and hung it up, then placed her handbag neatly on the living room sofa. After that, she stood hesitantly beside her.

“What is wrong?” Chen Xin smiled at her. “You are my kept lover, not a waitress. Come sit and eat with me.”

Luo Jing’s cheeks flushed even redder. She replied in a quiet voice, “It is not that, Miss Chen. I just wanted to ask… can I put on some clothes first?”

Her awkward little expression finally made things clear to Chen Xin.

The girl had taken her joke seriously. That casual teasing remark she had made earlier had been interpreted as an actual instruction. She had not expected the silly girl to actually take off all her clothes and wait for her in the apartment. Chen Xin felt like laughing but held it in. She did not want to hurt Luo Jing’s feelings. Although she was somewhat naive, her obedience was incredibly endearing.

This was too good a chance to pass up. Chen Xin pointed to the seat beside her and said, “No, you cannot. I still want to eat while looking at you. Sit here beside me and take off the apron too.” She glanced at the air conditioner. Since it was not turned on, there was no risk of catching a cold.

Luo Jing felt overwhelmed with embarrassment, but she did her best to meet Chen Xin’s expectations. She reminded herself that there was nothing Chen Xin had not already seen. Gritting her teeth, she removed the apron and sat down beside her. Chen Xin did not ask her to do anything more. The two of them simply had dinner together, the only difference being that Luo Jing was not wearing anything.

Chen Xin ate happily. Luo Jing’s cooking was quite good. It was clear that she had not received professional training, but her home-style dishes had their own charm. Her attention to detail was evident. The fish had been delicately sliced before frying so that the pieces opened up like flowers. This made them easier to eat and helped them absorb more of the sweet and sour sauce. She had also removed the tough stems from the vegetables, making every bite smooth and pleasant.

Luo Jing sat quietly beside her, peeling shrimp with care. Chen Xin narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. The food was tasty, and the view was even better. This one million yuan had been well spent.

“Would you like some soup? I will get you a bowl.” Luo Jing asked while getting up. She could feel Chen Xin’s gaze lingering on her bare skin. Although she was deeply embarrassed, she pressed on. After all, it was just the two of them here. No matter how shameful it felt, the situation would remain private.

However, Chen Xin’s gaze brought back memories of that night in the hotel. She had been under the same intense stare, touching herself until she reached peak. That unfamiliar and intense pleasure was engraved in her memory. As she ladled the soup, her hand wavered slightly. She pressed her thighs together. In her mind, she could almost feel that same forceful friction.

“Careful,” Chen Xin suddenly said.

Luo Jing snapped back to reality and realized she had nearly spilled the steaming soup on her hand. She quickly steadied herself, finished serving, and returned to the table with an awkward look on her face.

“What is it?” Chen Xin sipped the flavorful broth. She noticed that Luo Jing seemed to have completely forgotten about eating and was just sitting there blankly.

Luo Jing was truly beautiful. Her eyes were round, her nose delicately upturned, and her lips full. She would probably look amazing with lipstick, although she rarely wore any makeup. Her figure was also captivating, with full mounds, a narrow waist, and shapely hips. Her pale body exuded a graceful charm. Chen Xin’s gaze drifted downward. A fine, soft layer of hair covered her intimate area, resting gently on her delicate mound.

She finished the entire bowl of soup in one breath. The more she ate, the hungrier she became. How could Luo Jing be this seductive? It was becoming difficult to focus on dinner.

At that moment, Luo Jing blushed and said in a quiet voice, “Miss Chen, I… I would like to use the restroom.”

Chen Xin immediately sensed something unusual. She nodded, giving permission, but just as Luo Jing turned around, she reached out and quickly touched her between the legs.

“Ah!” Luo Jing cried out in surprise.

Chen Xin had felt how slick she was and rubbed her fingers together in surprise. “We have not even done anything yet. Why are you already this wet?”

Luo Jing, overwhelmed with embarrassment and shame, covered herself instinctively.

This was, without a doubt, the most vivid display of apron-only play.