Chapter 127 Part 2: Little Sakura Stakes Her Love for Chu Yuanqing and Uncovers the Truth. (2)

Xie Qingxuan said lightly:

“You also like Little Qing, don’t you? I can tell, the mixed colors in your sparkle tell me.”

“So, I will remove this mixed color for you on that stage.”

Kirimi Miyuki was confused, but she quickly regained her composure. Her expression showed no flaws; her slightly drooping eyes conveyed a sense of innocent melancholy in silence.

Bet? Sparkle? Mixed color?

What are all these things? Are they related to Xie Qingxuan’s ‘Heart Flow’?

Little Sakura quickly calmed down.

Whether her words were a bluff or a random guess, there was no need to continue entangling in it.

The reason is simple – Xie Qingxuan may not care about the camera at all. Her goal might be to make others say the wrong things. Such intrigue is common in girl group auditions.

The best solution is to ignore it and leave directly.

“Sorry, I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“Little Qing is still waiting for me to help her carry things, then we have other things to do, so we shouldn’t stay here any longer.”

Kirimi Miyuki’s eyes slightly curled up at the corners, her smile was pure and innocent, in the current atmosphere, it felt somewhat aggressive and mysterious. After speaking, she actually picked up things and passed by Xie Qingxuan, heading towards the door.

Xie Qingxuan blinked her eyes, pursed her lips, as someone who had never fought or crossed paths before, she was successfully provoked for the first time. Unfortunately, because she was not good with words, even after trying to think of words to say for a while, she couldn’t come up with anything.

At a critical moment, she suddenly remembered the day Little Sakura came to the practice room and looked at her lips suspiciously. With a sudden inspiration, she came up with a powerful comeback:

“My lips, were kissed swollen by Little Qing.”

Kirimi Miyuki was shocked, her steps paused uncontrollably, trying hard to maintain the curvature of her lips, she looked back at the person’s lips, suppressed her impatience, politely chuckling and saying:

“Such a boring joke.”

“If you truly care about her, you shouldn’t spread such rumors.”

Xie Qingxuan remained calm, she pointed to her own lips and said:

“I did not lie.”

“If you don’t believe me, you can ask her yourself.”

The golden retriever remembered the feeling of being forcefully kissed in the bathroom for six minutes. Even her usually fierce eyes were filled with the innocence and purity of a young girl. She lifted her chin slightly and smiled happily, declaring confidently:

“So, Little Qing likes me. Because if she didn’t like me, she wouldn’t have kissed me for so long.”

“Now Little Qing will agree to join your group, just because of the agreement between you two.”

Kirimi Miyuki’s mind was in turmoil. She would rather Xie Qingxuan continue to exude her fierce and rebellious aura than see her acting foolishly and helplessly in love with a bad woman.

Because this proves that some of those gossip and rumors might actually be true.

But how could that be possible?

Little Qing was so pure and holy. She would shyly close her eyes when she kisses herself, her long eyelashes tremble cutely, even the pecking on the lips is innocent and gentle, like a baby bird trying to fly for the first time, needing to kiss dozens of times in a row to meet the director’s requirements and perform the skillful kiss between lovers.

So… So there’s no way a kind-hearted girl like Little Qing would kiss that silly dog, right?

Little Sakura felt confused. She pressed her lips together, holding back her sourness and sorrow. Even if Little Qing needed it, she could take several steps forward in one go, even if it was something more extreme. She could meet her needs.

No, it’s wrong, definitely wrong.

Suddenly Kirimi Miyuki snapped back to reality. How could she believe such nonsense? Little Qing is not that kind of person. It’s just the silly dog’s fantasy.

The young girl calmed herself, no longer hesitating. She glared at Xie Qingxuan in annoyance, then quickened her pace, dragging her suitcase, and left this place of gossip.

However, on the way back, her mind was still filled with the golden dog’s piercing words, until she took the lift up to Area A1 and swiped her card to reach the single dormitory, she still felt distracted.

Stepping into the dormitory,

The green-eyed cat sat on the recliner sofa, nestled in front of the PS5. She blinked her emerald eyes, focusing on playing NieR: Automata with the controller. She was skillfully controlling the short-skirted 2B in the bizarre amusement park.

Chu Wang Shu knelt beside the living room table, her back straight, black hair scattered, earnestly studying calculus for her freshman year.

It’s clear that this child is prepared to study hard and avoid failing. They chose to study on their own ahead of time in a very disciplined way.

The suitcases and backpack were placed in Chu Yuanqing’s room.

Kirimi Miyuki walked into the kitchen next to the living room.

Inside, Chu Yuanqing was wearing a pink apron with cat paws, her long hair was pinned up in a bun, and she was skillfully handling fresh beef on a cutting board with a knife in her delicate hands.

From behind, the bow on her apron clearly divided her curves, the curves of her waist and hips were winding and slightly full, making one want to hold her waist, bury their head in her delicate neck, and desire the scent from her hair.

Kirimi Miyuki didn’t dare to overstep, she felt like a person who had just been told their wife was cheating, seeing their wife cooking gently at home, feeling a mix of bitterness and warmth, suspicion and trust, creating a complex mix of twisted and conflicting emotions.

Even worse than this bad comparison was the fact that she was just a humble person with a secret crush, she not only didn’t question the other person’s position, but also didn’t have the qualifications for jealousy, even if the other person really developed a friendly relationship with Xie Qingxuan, she had no right to interfere.

Why?

It should be so happy to have done things like taking lesbian wedding photos with Little Qing or winning a competition to keep Little Qing by their side. These things adding up should make people feel incredibly happy.

However, that silly dog’s words only made himself upset, even the initial joy felt as if it was like a half-hour old carbonated drink with fizz that had disappeared, leaving behind a sickening sweetness that no longer felt enjoyable.

No, Miyuki, you mustn’t overthink anymore.

Those are all lies, it’s not true, how could Little Qing possibly kiss that silly dog!

Kirimi Miyuki tried to distract herself, ignoring the strange feeling in her heart, briefly indulging in the sense of forming a family with Chu Yuanqing and living a simple life, she smiled cutely, leaned in close to her and said:

“Does Little Qing want to cook by herself? Let me help you.”

Chu Yuanqing didn’t think much about it, she pointed to the unpeeled potatoes nearby and said softly:

“Yes, just help me with the vegetables, Miyuki.”

After saying that, Chu Yuanqing took out a porcelain bowl and started preparing the sauce for marinating the beef, her cooking process was a delight to watch, like playing a tune on the guitar, with a clear rhythm, smooth and efficient, with a sense of beauty that comes from years of immersing herself in the kitchen.

After peeling the potatoes, Kirimi Miyuki quickly felt like she couldn’t help anymore.

Because she found that Chu Yuanqing’s knife skills were unbelievably good.

No matter what she cut, it was both fast and precise. A potato placed on the cutting board for less than ten seconds turned into potato strips of almost uniform length. Even the action of stirring and flipping in the pan was skillful and beautiful. Watching her calm gaze and indifferent expression, it seemed as if she was accustomed to it, creating a relaxed and effortless atmosphere.

Kirimi Miyuki immediately distanced herself from her role as a wife, feeling a sense of defeat as if being driven out of the kitchen by her mother at home. After responding with some dietary restrictions, she sullenly left the kitchen, slumping on the couch to watch TV blankly, starting to wonder if she had completely lost her feminine power.

However, shortly after, Little Sakura decided to cast aside all her troubles. Why make herself unhappy with trivial matters? Besides, she would soon be able to enjoy the meal cooked by Little Qing herself, so she should be happy.

Furthermore, today was their team’s final moment of relaxation.

The choreography for the four-person team had been completed earlier when they gathered in the practice room.

—— “Pandora”.

This dance was the debut song of a virtual girl group from the East Country.

The advantage of an AI girl group is that both the songs and dances can be presented in an extreme manner, removing the need for simplifying movements or compromising deliberately. The dance moves are well-coordinated, complex in positioning, and of high difficulty.

In their team, even though Kirimi Miyuki is the best dancer, due to family and work reasons, she is not as strong in Grade A as Xie Qingxuan and Ji Shuzhu, and she is a bit lower than Chen Yining.

As for the others, Chu Wang Shu’s dance background is ethnic dance, Tang Liuli is the lead singer, and her dance level is just okay, and the rest of them, Chu Yuanqing, doesn’t need to be mentioned much.

In other words, this dance is a big challenge for them, and being able to rest for half a day is all thanks to Chu Yuanqing. It wouldn’t be right not to celebrate properly.

An hour later, the table was filled with colorful and delicious dishes.

Chu Wang Shu’s eyes sparkled as she ate a piece of braised pork with osmanthus, savoring its smooth texture and fragrant taste, not greasy at all. She was about to praise the cooking when she saw Chu Yuanqing, wearing an apron like a mother, approaching with a small bowl.

It was a bowl of delicious ice powder with crushed peanuts, raisins, and hawthorn, perfect for eating in the summer.

Strange? Why does this look so much like the kind of dish my dad often makes?