Chapter 712: Rouge Bloom (Part 2)

Ah Wang is not such a casual cat.

Unhappy, she bared her teeth slightly, her chubby legs kicked in Gu Weijing’s arms, ready to leap up and slap this clueless guy in the face.

Just now you ignored the kitty, now the kitty makes you out of reach.

“You should be a little light bulb and accompany us inside.” Kneeling, Gu Weijing placed the brush and rouge by Miss Sakai’s side.

He grabbed Ah Wang’s waving little paw, gently stroked the striped cat’s head, and placed it to the side, saying softly, “Just consider it a favor for us, Ah Wang.”

Meow?

Ah Wang’s pupils suddenly narrowed suspiciously.

She sniffed the scent in Gu Weijing’s arms, then stretched her neck to sniff the pink earlobe within Miss Shengzi’s hair.

Something’s wrong!

Even though cats don’t have the kind of outlandishly keen sense of smell like hunting dogs that can detect a few faint gas molecules floating in the air.

As a carnivore of the same clan as tigers and lions,

Domestic cats have nearly a hundred times the number of olfactory cells and the surface area of olfaction inside their nasal cavity as compared to humans.

They can accurately detect their owner’s perfume, a woman’s menstrual scent, or even the presence of certain diseases from meters away.

They can also, like now, in close proximity, faintly discern the changes in hormones being secreted by the body.

In simple terms,

The so-called “smell of love” isn’t just a metaphor to Ah Wang; she can truly sense the smell of romance and passion between Gu Weijing and Koizumi Katsuko!

This scent is something Ah Wang can detect whenever Gu Weijing and Koizumi are together, sometimes strong, sometimes faint.

At this very moment,

It’s no longer a matter of intensity.

This love scent on both of them has reached an unprecedented level.

Curious, Ah Wang glanced back at the two and took a look at the lake outside the window.

After a couple of seconds of hesitation, she trotted over to a spot only a few centimeters above Koizumi Katsuko’s head and plopped down.

You two do your thing, this kitty is here to spectate.

Gu Weijing dipped the brush in water, then used it like effortless ink to dissolve a small piece of rouge in the center of the box.

He looked closely at the girl’s face.

Of course, Koizumi Katsuko is beautiful, something he always knew.

Gu Weijing believes he has a very clear understanding of his girlfriend’s beauty.

Being a mix of Eastern grace and Western allure, she undoubtedly has the look of a cover model for photo magazines.

The most beautiful among all the pretty girls he’s known.

More serene than Miss Koukou, more voluptuous than Mona.

Yet when the girl’s eyelids dropped slightly, her long, slightly curled eyelashes gently quivering, the corners of her mouth curled upwards forming dimpled cheeks as she lay completely in front of him, submitting her body for him to paint, allowing him to observe inch by inch.

Only then did Gu Weijing clearly feel the astonishing beauty blossoming from Shengzi’s eighteen-year-old body, freshly matured.

Today, she wore only a claret lightweight short-sleeved T-shirt and a matching A-line skirt slightly above her knees, with a virtually weightless beige shawl to shield her from Yangon’s fiercely hot April sun.

She lay on a bamboo mat.

Her calves delicate and long, knees and thighs tightly closed without a gap, sharply curving outward into elegance at the waist.

When lying down, her shawl was folded and placed beneath her neck, seemingly exposing her shoulders and arms’ smooth skin to his gaze.

When she had just embraced the water-drenched Gu Weijing, the lake water also wetted her clothes.

The still-damp clothes perfectly outlined her curves and the faint lines of her close-fitting undergarments.

In fact,

Miss Sakai’s attire wasn’t revealing at all, incredibly conservative compared to the leopard-print mini skirts or bikinis exposing vast amounts of skin worn by call girls and yacht girls at Yangon Port.

But all the more alluring.

This shy bodily tension, suggestive yet not apparent, spurred a plethora of fantasies.

“What are you thinking?” Koizumi Katsuko asked with her eyes closed.

“Do you want the floral design on your brow or by your temples?”

Gu Weijing’s gaze lingered on Koizumi Katsuko’s graceful swan-like clavicle for a few seconds before refocusing on her picturesque features.

He dared not look further down.

Afraid that a nosebleed might spur directly onto his girlfriend’s face.

“Hmm… it’s up to you, you’re drawing it for you to see, I trust your aesthetic sense,” Koizumi Katsuko replied in a playful nasal tone.

“Let’s put it on the brow, but you can also extend a floral branch from the temple along the hairline towards the face. Just on one side. Your face is an egg-shaped oval, this style would make you look even more playful and lovely,” Gu Weijing suggested like a stylist after a moment of contemplation.

“Okay,”

Miss Sakai obediently nodded.

The moment the brush dipped in rouge touched Koizumi Katsuko’s skin,

Both their bodies involuntarily trembled slightly.

Fortunately, Gu Weijing had been learning Chinese painting since childhood, a skill gained through his ‘child’s skill’.

His painting embodied calmness; although his hand shook slightly with nervous excitement, when the brush made contact, his muscles steadied, ensuring he didn’t accidentally scribble on Shengzi’s face.

Gu Weijing began to gently paint petals.

Japan had once sent Tang Envoys to learn from and emulate China, with the aristocratic women there once using rouge, a story Koizumi Katsuko recalled from her childhood reading of “The Tale of the Heike,” hence bravely making the suggestion.

In the presence of the one they love, girls often have more courage than boys.

Although Shengzi possessed a sense of refinement in pursuing such sentiment, actually having the brush paint her face, feeling the bristles tickle her skin, and breathing in the warm air exhaled by Gu Weijing,

She became exceedingly nervous.

Girls are made of water.

She felt powerless, gripping the bamboo mat, sweating all over.

Gu Weijing observed the wet clothes clinging to Shengzi, realizing it wasn’t just from the damp lake water, but also her nervousness.

Gu Weijing’s earlier struggle and impulsiveness, Koizumi Katsuko had secretly caught a glimpse of.

Her heart was tangled with emotions.

If her boyfriend had truly lost control, seeking something from her, she might not refuse, nor might she want to refuse.

She wasn’t sure.

If Gu Weijing knew, would he regret missing the chance to turn today into a major milestone in his life…?

Well, undoubtedly from an artistic perspective, today was already a significant day.

But this respect moved her.

Such a man was worth her attempt at making him a lifelong partner anchoring her heart.

With chaotic thoughts spinning in her mind, the heat within Koizumi Katsuko’s body also slowly subsided.

She no longer pretended to be asleep, her eyes shut in shyness, but opened her eyes instead, looking at Gu Weijing above her with bright eyes.

“Holding your arm like this without any leverage, you might as well lay your body on mine. I sprawled on you for so long, it’s only fair to reverse roles now.”

“Can I?”

Koizumi Katsuko, lips slightly pursed: “It’s gender equality.”

Gu Weijing’s heart fluttered again.

He gently laid his upper body on Koizumi Katsuko, not daring to dwell on the alluring firmness beneath his chest, focusing instead, meticulously painting a rouge floral branch along Shengzi’s temple.

The rouge was vivid against her snowy smooth skin.

Koizumi Katsuko brushed her hand on the bamboo mat, then opened her arms, gently embracing her boyfriend lying on her, softly humming an indistinct Japanese tune.

[My clothes soaked because of you, inseparable … (awaiting my love’s clothing to soak, inseparable, willing to be the mountaintop rain, happily meeting you)…]

Their eyes met, bodies intertwined; instead of lust, Gu Weijing found tranquility, simply savoring the present moment’s serenity and beauty.

Until.

He heard the system notification sound in his ear.

[You’ve just entered an insight state, gaining 3721 experience points in Chinese Painting!]