Running Over The Head Of My Ex [Rebirth]

Chapter 95

As He Qingqi continued her movements, she never forgot to plant passionate kisses on Zhuo Zhiwei’s elegant neck. Waves of heat surged forward, and gradually, the resistance on her shoulders lessened. Zhuo Zhiwei’s awareness blurred.

Eventually, she not only stopped pushing but clung to He Qingqi’s collar, occasionally pulling it downward. It was as if she held onto her like a lifeline, her eyes clouded and brows slightly furrowed, a mixture of pain and pleasure on her face. Soft, kitten-like sounds escaped her throat.

In that moment, the violent urges in He Qingqi reached their peak. She took a few deep breaths, and with a forceful grip on Zhuo Zhiwei’s slender waist, she slipped beneath the fabric with unyielding strength.

Though He Qingqi had been married to Fang Xuan for ten years, the other woman had always detested and rejected her, making experiences like this rare. Now, it felt like she was a child who had discovered a new world—curious and excited—eagerly exploring this newfound secret.

Zhuo Zhiwei was the one who suffered for it.

She wasn’t sure how long it went on, but it was only much later that He Qingqi’s promised “a moment” finally arrived.

He Qingqi gently stroked Zhuo Zhiwei’s lips, now marked with bite impressions, and softly coaxed her: “Zhiwei, don’t be so restrained with me…” Her expression was tender and serious, her eyes shimmering with affection and a hint of concern.

Zhuo Zhiwei felt an inexplicable urge to cry. It was as if she had been bewitched, completely enthralled by He Qingqi’s words. Half-closing her eyes, she gazed at her in a daze, her lips parting without conscious thought.

Gradually, everything returned to calm.

Zhuo Zhiwei draped her arm over her eyes, panting for a long time. Her pale chest, marked with kiss marks, lay exposed to the cool air. With a slightly hoarse voice, she muttered, “Shower.”

Once again, she walked right into the lion’s den.

As He Qingqi’s hand wandered, she curiously pressed a small coin-sized spot on Zhuo Zhiwei’s skin, the texture rough like a tripe’s surface.

Zhuo Zhiwei immediately tensed, her muscles spasming as her body instinctively tightened. A flash of white light crossed her mind.

He Qingqi stared dumbfounded at the clear, colorless puddle on the floor, then exclaimed with wonder, “Wow! Zhiwei, you’re amazing!”

Zhuo Zhiwei bit down on her arm, slumping weakly against the wall. She couldn’t accept what had just happened, feeling both humiliation and pleasure crashing over her at once. She had never lost control like that before. Her eyes misted with tears, and with a sob, she cursed at He Qingqi, “You… bastard…”

He Qingqi’s heart ached for her. She softly rubbed her back, kissing the tears away from the corners of her eyes. “There, there, my darling.”

Zhuo Zhiwei slapped her arm away, looking down in frustration. “Don’t touch me!” she snapped, wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

She took a step forward, but before she could even fully stand, her legs gave out beneath her. He Qingqi was quick to catch her, pulling her into her arms.

Zhuo Zhiwei struggled weakly for a moment, but He Qingqi refused to let her go. Resigned, Zhuo Zhiwei leaned against her, biting her arm out of spite. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to truly hurt her—it was more like a kitten nibbling playfully, a gentle and tingling sensation.

“I hate you…” Zhuo Zhiwei sniffled, tears still in her eyes.

He Qingqi’s gaze softened with affection, and she indulgently agreed, “Alright, you hate me.”

Zhuo Zhiwei rubbed her eyes, still crying. “That wasn’t me…”

He Qingqi patted her head, kissing her again, then took her hand and placed it on her own behind. “It’s okay. If it were me, I would’ve reacted the same way.”

Zhuo Zhiwei looked up with teary red eyes, staring at her for a long moment before whispering, “Next time, I want to try it too.”

He Qingqi blinked, her heart nearly skipping a beat at how adorable she looked. Clutching her chest, she smiled and readily agreed, “Alright, next time it’s your turn.”

She flexed the muscles in her behind playfully, “Feeling better now?”

Zhuo Zhiwei slowly nodded, a bit embarrassed, “Yes…”

Feeling triumphant, He Qingqi teased, “See? I knew you had a thing for my butt!”

Zhuo Zhiwei: “…”

Where did she even get that conclusion?

Though… it did feel nice, and she did like it.

Her eyelashes lowered bashfully, her face turning pink as she shyly glanced away.

After a long moment, she whispered, “It was all Tao Jinghan’s fault. Last time, she mentioned your… well, your round behind. I was just a little curious.”

“So you like it?” He Qingqi grinned and kissed her hard. “It’s all yours!”

Zhuo Zhiwei bit her lip, her gaze softening. Her cascade of black hair fell over her pale skin, a faint blush tinging her cheeks, making her look breathtakingly beautiful.

As the emotions gradually settled, He Qingqi quickly grabbed a towel to dry both of them off.

Just before falling asleep, He Qingqi could faintly hear Zhuo Zhiwei muttering, “Damn you, He Qingqi.”

In the moonlight, He Qingqi gazed at the girl’s delicate face, tears still dampening her eyelashes. With a tender smile, she gently stroked Zhuo Zhiwei’s hair and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Goodnight, my darling.”

Her starry eyes gleamed as she looked up at the ceiling, inexplicably excited for what tomorrow might bring.

Tomorrow… Zhiwei would be in charge, wouldn’t she?

She smiled, pulling up the blanket.

…

In reality, it took a long time before He Qingqi ever fulfilled that promise. The next few weeks were packed with exhausting schedules, leaving her too tired to do anything at night. Most of the time, she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, sometimes even skipping her shower.

Although Wonders had claimed the top spot in the rankings first, D.D.O.G and Giant weren’t far behind, each taking turns holding the number one position. It was a fierce competition, though not entirely unexpected. The comeback period eventually ended, and they boarded the plane back to City B.

That evening, the seven girls finally had a rare chance to gather together in their dormitory. However, they still had work to do, preparing for their first seven-member live stream since debut.

Fans had been buzzing on Weibo for hours, eagerly waiting to flood the live stream as soon as it started.

The girls settled onto the sofa, with He Qingqi and Zhuo Zhiwei holding hands and deliberately sitting at the far left. Tao Jinghan noticed this, a few black lines appearing on her forehead. After thinking it over, she motioned for Jin Zhiyang to sit beside her, and Wang Qiyu and Cheng Yi also paired up.

Mixing up the seating order should prevent anything, right?

Tao Jinghan sighed with relief, raising an eyebrow as a smile touched her lips. Blocking these two was tiring, but watching them sneakily flirt still gave her a strange sense of joy.

It was probably that feeling of “only I know they’re really together.”

The live stream started, and He Qingqi, wearing a large pair of gold-rimmed glasses, leaned lazily against Zhuo Zhiwei’s side, their fingers intertwined. She greeted the camera casually, “Hello, everyone.”

【Ahhhh!! I can’t explain why I’m screaming, but I just am!!】

【+1】

【+10086】

【Zhiwei looks so cute! A white shirt and those long legs—especially with the sleeves rolled up, giving off such a refined, rebellious vibe.】

Noticing this comment, He Qingqi raised an eyebrow. She let go of Zhuo Zhiwei’s hand, removed her glasses, and called out, “Zhiwei.”

Zhuo Zhiwei turned her head, puzzled as she waited for the next part.

“Come closer.”

Zhuo Zhiwei instinctively closed her eyes, leaning forward slightly, her neck tilting gracefully, making her slender collarbones even more prominent.

He Qingqi placed the glasses on her face, carefully watching the subtle tremble of her body, her gaze darkening momentarily.

【What the heck!! Zhiwei, why are you closing your eyes just to put on glasses?! Mom says you can’t do that!!】

【Ahhhh!!!】

【To the person above: stop yelling, you’ve already exposed your CP credentials.】

Satisfied, He Qingqi touched her chin thoughtfully before turning to the camera with a smile, “Do I look more like a refined rebel now?”

【Absolutely! That cold expression is so cool!】

After the small interlude, Tao Jinghan, the group’s leader, cleared her throat and gently patted her leg. Rocking back and forth slightly, she exhaled from her chest and spoke earnestly, “This past month has been incredible, and we’re so thankful for everyone’s support. It’s because of youthat we’ve been able to secure multiple first-place wins…”

【Oh, Jinghan, you don’t need to thank us, really. Honestly, we feel a bit guilty for not being able to give you the absolute best support at times—we lost to the competition a few times.】

【Jinghan, stop swaying like that, everyone can tell you’re nervous!】

This fan was clearly a die-hard, noticing even Tao Jinghan’s small gestures. She immediately stopped rocking and sheepishly scratched the back of her head, chuckling awkwardly. “Caught me, huh? Well, it’s our first live stream like this, after all.”

The mood gradually lightened as the girls casually chatted back and forth. He Qingqi’s earrings sparkled under the soft lighting, catching Zhuo Zhiwei’s gaze for a brief, distracted moment.

Perhaps influenced by He Qingqi’s mischievousness, a naughty thought crossed Zhuo Zhiwei’s mind. She looked at He Qingqi with a serious expression and beckoned her with a crooked finger.

He Qingqi blinked, her voice taking on a sweet tone, “What is it?”

Zhuo Zhiwei tugged at He Qingqi’s sleeve, pulling her closer. “I need to tell you something.”

He Qingqi stared at her for a few seconds, then eagerly leaned in.

Zhuo Zhiwei pretended to whisper in her ear, covering her mouth with one hand as she slowly drew nearer. Then, instead of speaking, she lightly bit He Qingqi’s earring, her tongue brushing against the cool skin of her earlobe.

He Qingqi’s entire body tensed, her arm trembling as she clenched her fists. She barely held back a gasp, her neck flushing red, and the veins at the back of her neck visibly pulsed.

Zhuo Zhiwei pulled away, her expression calm and collected, but her face was tinged with a soft blush as she cast a quick glance at He Qingqi’s ear, which now gleamed faintly with a trace of moisture.

He Qingqi’s heart pounded wildly, her pulse thundering in her ears. She turned back toward Zhuo Zhiwei, her starry eyes narrowing as she grinned, teeth clenched in mock anger. “You just wait.”

Zhuo Zhiwei blinked innocently, her words laden with hidden meaning. “You still owe me, you know.”

He Qingqi grabbed her wrist, ready to pull her closer again, but Zhuo Zhiwei pushed her away. “Don’t cause trouble. We’re on a live stream,” she reminded, nodding toward the camera.

He Qingqi let out a frustrated sigh, her breath caught in her chest. She remembered Lin Xi’s warnings about maintaining their image and, with a pout, rested her hands on her hips, sulking. “Who started the trouble, anyway?”

Zhuo Zhiwei simply smiled at her, saying nothing.

Though the fans couldn’t quite understand what had just transpired between the two, it didn’t stop the CP shippers from indulging in their fantasies.

That night, as the live stream ended, the hashtag #Qingwei shot to the top three trending topics once again.

Someone posted on Weibo, asking: “What do you think Zhiwei whispered to He Qingqi that made her react so strongly?”

“Maybe…she was proposing?”

“Proposing doesn’t quite fit the vibe… Maybe she told her it was her turn to pick up their kid! He Qingqi, we need to talk. How could you let Zhiwei experience single-parenthood like that? You both have a responsibility to the kid, after all!”

“Or… maybe—just maybe—Zhiwei didn’t say anything at all, and she just kissed He Qingqi’s ear?”