Chapter 129
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Chapter 129: Miyuki, Are You Unable to Continue?
It was nine o’clock that night.
After a two-week hiatus, “Dazzling Stage” finally updated its status officially and announced major news to the public.
The third episode will be released tomorrow at noon!
The audience expressed their excitement on various social media platforms, commenting:
“I hope my favorite contestant is doing well. After watching several live broadcasts, I feel even Grade A contestants risk elimination.”
“It’s challenging. Choosing to challenge weaker contestants can secure passage to the second public performance. However, if the team’s quality is too low, they may be eliminated by other Grade B or even lower-rated contestants. To overcome this and avoid elimination, they must fight together against the odds.”
“Oh no, I’m beginning to worry. The contestant I support has a high rating. I hope she won’t be eliminated in this round.”
Similar discussions persisted.
Dream Weaver Rabbit revealed the strict elimination rules and the fierce teammate competition, making the final outcome difficult to predict. This unpredictability increased the anticipation for the show and maintained fan engagement.
Meanwhile, in an apartment in Sea City, Xu Ling’s interest, as the founder of “Meet You in the Mist” fan forum and a producer of related content, differed significantly from most fans.
The reason was straightforward. She only supported Miyuki and Honey Qing, both Grade A contestants. They were on the same team in yesterday’s live broadcast and successfully reached the A1 area, just one step away from forming a complete team.
For at least the third episode of the show, neither of them needed to worry about elimination.
So, for a fan of a CP couple, the only thing they care about is whether the pair they support is genuine or not.
Xu Ling confidently typed in the group chat:
“Real! They must be real!”
“Miyuki and Honey Qing did a wedding dress endorsement together, in a version for lesbian couples. According to the released behind-the-scenes footage, they must have kissed in the commercial, perhaps even a genuine kiss!”
Immediately, the CP fans in the group enthusiastically agreed:
“Can’t wait, when will the commercial be released? Can’t wait to watch it carefully.”
Seeing the determined atmosphere in the group, Xu Ling felt invigorated. She secretly switched to her alternate account and joined other CP groups to observe. She discovered that the “Qing Ci Li Qu” CP fans were feeling despondent.
Some even began supporting “Meet You in the Mist” and converting to the Iron Blood Cherry Blossom Party, showing signs of disarray and impending defeat, without any apparent hesitation.
Xu Ling was so delighted that she hugged her little dinosaur pillow tightly and rolled around on her bed three times. When she sat up, she felt as if she were in a grand and magnificent scene, like a protagonist in a storybook.
The college girl sighed dramatically.
“Oh, our Miyuki is so talented, we don’t even need to try hard for this CP!”
She couldn’t help but smile foolishly, squishing the chubby face of her little dinosaur and muttering to herself.
“I can’t wait for the new update of ‘Dazzling Stage’ tonight, there will definitely be many sweet interactions between Miyuki and Honey Qing, right?”
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Time passed, and it was early morning.
Chu Yuanqing turned her head to the side, resting on the soft pillow. She observed the curtains swaying in the breeze, the dreamy sunlight dancing in her eyes, causing tears of emotion to well up like morning dew.
The girl lazily blinked, tiny specks of light dancing like dust in the room, falling gently on her delicate profile in a rhythmic pattern, following the movement of the wind.
She breathed softly, lost in deep sleepiness, the light shining into her pupils, revealing a network of red blood vessels, resembling the sight she saw when curled up in her mother’s womb.
Perhaps due to the magic of stage feedback, a gentle stream of enchantment surrounded her soul, bringing a moment of peaceful warmth, allowing her to truly fall asleep for once.
In that unknown dream, she felt as if she were living in a colorful fairy tale book, stripped of all emotions, left only with a hollow tranquility, witnessing the joys and sorrows of life.
Some wandered aimlessly, some wept in pain, some died in a sea of flowers, some perished in the depths, some shattered into pieces, and some smiled while taking their own lives.
The tangled lines in her mind seemed impossible to straighten out, twisting and coiling like erased pencil marks, gradually fading away.
Chu Yuanqing’s eyelashes trembled, her unfocused pupils sharpened, the echoes of her dreams fading as the lamp inside her pale flesh flickered and danced, like a physical alarm clock dispersing her lingering drowsiness.
The girl clumsily rose, pulling the lamp pendant from the snowy crevices smoothly due to her slippery skin, she lowered her eyelids, feeling the ground with her bare feet to find her slippers, then walked into the bathroom after putting them on.
Brushing teeth, washing face, changing clothes.
Ten minutes later, as usual, she entered the kitchen and prepared four breakfasts. She covered two of them with plastic wrap and sat face to face with the energetic Little Sakura to eat.
It is now 5:30 in the early morning.
The green-eyed cat and the lovely daughter are both early risers. They wake up precisely at 6:30 in the morning, arrive at the practice room at 7:10, and begin their day of training.
Kirimi Miyuki intentionally made Chu Yuanqing wake up earlier to avoid their two teammates and create a space for them to be alone together.
The reason given was to “understand Little Qing’s progress before the regular training, so they could seamlessly start dancing.”
Chu Yuanqing rarely refuses any reasonable requests, so she arrived as agreed.
Kirimi Miyuki didn’t speak during the meal. The texture of the soft-boiled egg and bacon together in her mouth was delicious. The crust of the bread was slightly crispy, while the inside was soft and flavorful. Even the brewed coffee had an exceptionally good taste.
She thoroughly enjoyed the serene and timeless atmosphere of being together in the same room.
This made her feel, for a moment, that she truly possessed a part of Chu Yuanqing’s time and was creating precious memories together.
Secretly loving someone feels like this.
Even when they don’t do anything together, they feel happy for no reason, treasure their ordinary moments, and contemplate each other’s every breath afterward.
Time passes quickly.
After breakfast, the two of them went to the practice room together.
Chu Yuanqing was wearing her usual yoga outfit and a short-sleeved top. She performed a series of gentle stretches in the light, displaying her graceful curves, breathing steadily unlike before.
Kirimi Miyuki admired the scene and felt emotional.
Little Qing progressed quickly, both in her flexibility and in her previously weak physical abilities. She no longer appeared to be a beginner.
You could still see that her core strength was not quite developed, lacking consistent training over time.
Kirimi Miyuki handed her a glass of water, smiled, and softly said:
“Little Qing, stop tiptoeing and let me see how strong your toes are.”
Chu Yuanqing didn’t find it strange to train her toes, as tiptoeing is important in many types of dances, not just ballet.
Dancers need to use their five toes to strengthen their leg muscles, stabilize their knees and ankles, to demonstrate coordination and grace.
Without training and strengthening the toes, it’s difficult to maintain body stability and coordination.
Chu Yuanqing performs a few sets of toe WAVE exercises almost every day.
These exercises aim to move the toes, increase flexibility and strength. You can practice by picking up items like scarves, resistance bands, yoga balls, or tennis balls with your toes.
So, after hearing this, she wanted to find a resistance band to demonstrate her progress by picking up the loops with her toes.
But soon, Little Sakura interrupted her thoughts with a request.
“Little Qing, use your toes to massage my thigh.”
Kirimi Miyuki’s face looked innocent and pure, with her slightly drooping eyes. She sat on the yoga mat seriously and naturally, running her delicate fingers over her well-defined yet slender thighs. She looked at Chu Yuanqing and smiled, saying:
“This way I can understand your situation more clearly.”
“Let’s not waste time, let’s begin quickly.”
Chu Yuanqing found this evaluation method unusual, but since time was limited and she didn’t want to delay everyone’s training, she didn’t think much and sat down on the ground, stretching her long legs and pointing her toes lightly resting on Kirimi Miyuki’s soft thighs.
“Little Qing, close your eyes, count the beats in your mind, change the rhythm and speed every thirty seconds, starting light and getting heavier and then lighter again.”
Chu Yuanqing closed her eyes and obediently followed the instructions.
Even though Miyuki’s thighs were not thick, the curve of her legs made it difficult to grip, especially when her toes only touched the soft flesh lightly, sometimes slipping to sensitive areas due to her smooth skin.
For example, the center when the legs are together.
Little Sakura’s thighs were not very full, with a gap in the middle even when pressed together. This attractive space made the triangle area look particularly appealing, adding a sensual quality that contrasted with her innocent face.
The girl slightly bit her lip, her eyes shining with a rosy color, mixed with a few strands of misty water, making her pretty face blush.
Even though she thought she was bold enough, the ticklish sensation of her lover’s toes sliding over her thigh, like feathers gently brushing against her, causing her heart to beat faster, still heightened the emotional excitement.
Strange, just a touch of the toes on her leg made her feel comfortable, even happy, which seemed odd no matter how she considered it, didn’t it?
The more she denied it, the more sensitive her leg skin became.
Especially as Chu Yuanqing obediently increased the pressure, the tingling itch on her thighs became more intense, like a hot electric current, suddenly rushing to the core of her legs, causing her eyelashes to tremble involuntarily a few times.
Kirimi Miyuki couldn’t help it anymore, she quietly moved her kneeling thighs forward, her snow-white and pink, perfectly arched little foot accidentally touching her waist and abdomen, her lips pressing together to prevent any strange sounds from escaping.
Kirimi Miyuki thought to herself how problematic it was, she had only wanted to tease Little Qing a little, to see if she minded this level of intimacy, but it seemed like she was the one being overwhelmed first.
Oh no, she wouldn’t embarrass herself by making a sound, would she?
Kirimi Miyuki was growing anxious, feeling the toes moving on her skin like waves, her innocent eyes blinking with lowered lids, concealing the overwhelming mist inside.
In the slowly increasing force of thirty seconds, just as Little Sakura was about to be overcome, she approached the edge of losing her composure.
Fortunately, Chu Yuanqing was very obedient. Following their agreement, after thirty seconds, she began to apply pressure from heavy to light, in a soothing rhythm, grasping the surface of the thigh, making the skin convey increasingly subtle sensations to the nerves, as if in a strange realm of ice and fire.
Five minutes later, the tingling sensation rooted in the body spread to the depths of the soul, beginning to intensify wildly.
It was inevitable that the fact of Chu Yuanqing’s skin contact with Little Sakura had already made the innocent Little Sakura somewhat unable to endure, let alone the unexpected effect of the “massage”?
Kirimi Miyuki’s mind was hazy, her legs were burning, her whole body felt slightly weak. Having a good understanding of physiological knowledge and being familiar with the lesbian literature of the island country, she was already shamefully aware of where she was feeling comfortable and was starting to question herself as inappropriate.
Those determined ambitions of fierce attack had already collapsed under the manipulation of the “bad woman’s” toes.
Little Sakura tried to regulate her breathing, maintain expression control, she bit her lip, hesitated for a while, seeming reluctant, yet conflicted with her pride, only after a while did she actively raise the white flag, chose to surrender, interrupting:
“Um… Little Qing, please… please stop.”
“You are already very skilled, toe… it’s great, you can really stop now.”
Chu Yuanqing obediently withdrew her toes, opened her eyes, looked at the breathless Kirimi Miyuki, tilted her head, her delicate face showing confusion, and instinctively asked:
“Miyuki, are you unable to continue?”
