Chapter 30: Just a Touch
As it turned out, weather forecasts weren’t accurate.
In the morning, Gu Qing looked at the fog on the glass window and laughed out loud.
Lu Qianqian, who got up early and saw the rainy weather outside the glass window, had her previously excited expression drop slightly, her dark eyes becoming gloomy.
Yesterday she and Gu Qing had discussed their amusement park plans, and last night she’d hesitated and deliberated for nearly half an hour picking out clothes. But a sudden heavy rain ruined all their plans. Her eyes looked pitifully at Gu Qing.
Gu Qing just looked at her innocently and amusingly, then spread his arms. “Hug, don’t cry.”
But Lu Qianqian would actually run over and throw herself into his arms, nuzzling her head against his shoulder, and wrap her arms around Gu Qing’s waist, saying pitifully, “How can it rain…”
Of course she wouldn’t cry, and she knew Gu Qing’s “hug, don’t cry” was just teasing her, but she didn’t mind obediently playing the role, as if she were really like a little girl still in kindergarten.
They had dumplings for breakfast. Lu Qianqian angrily added more vinegar to vent her bad mood caused by the rain. After breakfast, they sat at the table, listlessly looking at the rain outside the window. Lu Qianqian somehow produced a box of Gomoku (Five in a Row).
The Gomoku was set up on the table. She looked at Gu Qing’s face, puffing out her cheeks slightly, her eyes becoming soft again. “Want to bet on something?”
Gu Qing was naturally happy to accept the challenge. He stood up and found a marker from his room. “If you lose, you have to let me write on your legs.”
“If you lose, I get to draw little turtles on your face.” Lu Qianqian pursed her lips slightly.
So they agreed and began battling on the board, the small Gomoku board filled with murderous intent. Unfortunately, Lu Qianqian still wasn’t Gu Qing’s match. Despite her best efforts, she couldn’t win. She could only obediently bring over a chair to sit beside him, sitting sideways with her legs under her shorts resting on his legs, letting him carefully draw with the marker.
“Why shorts again today? Aren’t you afraid of being cold?”
“Do they look good?” Lu Qianqian asked expectantly.
“They look good.”
“Then I’m not cold.” Having gotten her answer, Lu Qianqian’s eyes seemed to sparkle as she watched Gu Qing write a large “正” character on her leg. She angrily returned to sit across from Gu Qing to continue their battle. Gu Qing also lost a few games, getting several little turtles drawn on his face, while Lu Qianqian’s legs were covered with many small “正” characters.
After the games ended, they returned to the sofa. Lu Qianqian took out wet wipes and stuffed them into Gu Qing’s arms, then placed her legs on his body.
Gu Qing looked up. “Why do I have to wipe?”
“You drew it, so you have to wipe it.”
“What about the little turtles on my face?”
“You help me wipe first.” Lu Qianqian’s eyes were mischievous. After Gu Qing helped her wipe away all the marker traces on her legs with wet wipes, making the girl’s tender thigh skin slightly pink, Lu Qianqian innocently grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself up, curling up like a little turtle in its shell, looking at Gu Qing with his face covered in little turtles with complete innocence, blinking as if she understood nothing.
Gu Qing viciously grabbed her tender little face and rubbed it around. Only then did Lu Qianqian mumble pleas for mercy and seriously take the wet wipes to clean his face.

In Lu Qianqian’s room.
Gu Qing was currently sitting by the girl’s bed, while Lu Qianqian had changed into a camisole and athletic shorts. Gu Qing was holding down her slender ankles while Lu Qianqian was hugging her head, trying hard to do sit-ups.
She bought an electronic scale because she thought she’d gained weight, and when she stepped on it, she really had gained two pounds. So she began begging Gu Qing to help hold her legs down—she was going to start exercising.
The girl in her white camisole had her chest curves fully displayed. Gu Qing thought that women really were terrifying creatures—clearly her little belly had no excess fat at all, yet she still wanted such strict body management. Fortunately, Gu Qing didn’t mind this task, because watching her breasts gently sway with her movements, her crystalline, slender collarbones covered in sweat beads, her flushed cheeks gasping for breath—it was really cute.
Gu Qing loved cute things, especially when cute things had a hint of sensuality.
Lu Qianqian did thirty consecutive sit-ups before she couldn’t continue, lying on the bed breathing in small gasps, then looking at Gu Qing. “Don’t you want to exercise?”
“I don’t want to…” Gu Qing shook his head.
He used to not know where his next meal would come from—every meal’s calories had to be used for survival. People only develop exercise habits when they’re bored. Lu Qianqian tilted her head. “But you seem really thin. Girls like guys who look slim in clothes but have muscle when they take them off.”
“Maybe I’m stronger than you think?” Gu Qing winked at her.
“How many push-ups can you do?”
“Sigh.” Gu Qing sighed lightly. “Looks like I have to show off my super endurance.”
Gu Qing got on the floor in push-up position, easily and casually doing over ten without a single bead of sweat on his forehead. Lu Qianqian immediately got curious and came closer, looking at his back, then making a little devil-like sound: “I’m going to sit on you.”
“Go ahead.” Gu Qing sighed helplessly, letting the girl press her bottom onto his back. She sat sideways on Gu Qing, but he could still do several more until Gu Qing was exhausted and collapsed on the ground. Lu Qianqian was still riding on his back, but this time she changed position with her knees on the ground, legs apart, straddling his back, then reaching out to gently massage his shoulders.
Everything seemed so natural, without any awkwardness or ambiguous atmosphere. Gu Qing’s chin was against the cold floor as he looked thoroughly enjoying himself.
After a while, Lu Qianqian climbed off his back and sat on the edge of the bed. Her bed was quite high, and sitting this way allowed her to gently swing her tender little feet. Her toes were slightly pointed, her crystalline white feet as tempting as soft cream cake.
Gu Qing instinctively reached out, but before he could touch them, Lu Qianqian had already lifted her tender little foot and batted his hand away with a tap. The girl now had her arms crossed, her eyes full of innocence, looking into his eyes. “What bad thing are you trying to do again?”
“I want to touch.”
“Ew… it’s ticklish.”
“I really want to touch.”
Lu Qianqian’s cheeks reddened. “So you really are a pervert who’s interested in girls’ feet.”
“Please, please let me touch just once. If I can’t touch them now, I’ll die. I’ll collapse on the ground, blow bubbles, start convulsing, and then die in confusion.”
“Is it that serious?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll reluctantly let you touch once.”
Perhaps Gu Qing’s trembling performance, full of exaggeration, amused Lu Qianqian. Lu Qianqian obediently lifted her slender leg, letting her tender little foot be caught in Gu Qing’s palm like a reward.
Indeed, as they gradually became more familiar with each other, everyone would begin to reveal their unknown sides.
Lu Qianqian turned her face away, and after a while whispered, “Do you want to lie down? I could step on you… step on your chest or something. If you really want me to step on your face… I could do that too.”
Gu Qing immediately withdrew his hand with full alertness, then reached out and somehow produced a lollipop, using it to tap Lu Qianqian’s forehead, saying proudly, “Hook set too early, fish got away. Be more careful next time.”
“Ew…” Lu Qianqian watched him tear off the candy wrapper. Seeing he was about to put the lollipop in his mouth, she