Capítulo 989: Chapter 603: Yiyi [Swimsuit Edition]
The inn’s living room fell into a brief silence as the video ended.
Yiyi suddenly reached out her small hand and snatched the phone from Cheng Zhu’s hand.
The Innocent Little White Flower beca determined, gripping the phone tightly with both hands. She held it upright, nestled between her palms, and lightly tucked it between her thighs under her skirt.
Her head was lowered, and her young face turned beet red, even her ears and neck began to blush slightly.
As said before, Yiyi had the best skin texture Cheng Zhu had ever touched.
Her skin was as fair, smooth, and delicate as a baby’s, translucent and clear…
Therefore, when she flushed, this state of red beneath the white had an indescribable beauty.
The atmosphere shifted at that mont.
It started to beco strangely… wonderful!
The conversation between flirting and being flirted with had a certain straightforward quality.
The air inside the living room seed to beco filled with an ambiguous aura.
The rascal man saw her lowering her head and gripping the phone, so he slightly leaned forward, bent down, and turned his head to look at her cheek.
Yiyi t his gaze and imdiately looked away.
Cheng Zhu chuckled, and even laughed out loud.
The simple laughter made her so embarrassed that she held the phone even tighter.
—The routine was initiated by , but the nervousness and shyness were real.
“Tsk, turns out I succeeded.” Cheng Zhu began to play with the words from the video.
The rascal man stared at her eyes, his smile deepened, and his already roguish deanor seed even more mischievous as he directly uttered words that made her heart beat faster:
“What, daring to act but not take responsibility?”
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“No, I… I didn’t.” Yiyi kept her head down, yet it wasn’t clear what exactly she was expressing.
“Didn’t what?” Cheng Zhu was still smiling.
The Innocent Little White Flower didn’t answer at that mont.
After quite a while, she said, “It’s not twelve o’clock yet.”
“What does that have to do with twelve o’clock, what’s it, you have your plans and arrangents?” Cheng Zhu asked.
“Yes, and you… you know.” She didn’t look away this ti, holding a brief gaze with Cheng Zhu.
“Hmm? What do I know? You haven’t told your plans and arrangents.” Cheng Zhu furrowed his brow, deep in thought.
“Yes, when we watched Zhou Jielun’s concert in Tai City, I told you.” Yiyi’s voice grew softer as she continued.
As soon as Cheng Zhu heard it, he imdiately understood what she was referring to.
It was simply the back-and-forth chat after the concert on WeChat.
He was skillful beyond compare, and she had exceptional talent.
Naturally, the chat grew more ambiguous and more engrossed.
Under Cheng Zhu’s relentless pursuit, most girls would have given in, thinking, “Oh well,” and then just confessed their affection to him.
But Yiyi was different; she made a topic call-back.
Because during the concert, they bumped into her mom, ng Qingyu, Cheng Zhu even asked if her mom would mind her dating.
She firmly referenced her previous response to bring the ambiguous atmosphere to a head at Cheng Zhu’s insistence.
Although it seed to avoid the topic, in reality, she was already being straightforward.
“I can’t say, but I just ntioned, I promised my mom, no crushes before turning 18.”
Cheng Zhu, this person, was of Grandmaster-level existence.
To beco a Grandmaster, you must have both talent and technique.
You can diligently delete ambiguous chat logs.
But you have to keep it in your head!
Anyway, he grasped the aning quickly.
Moreover, even with Cheng Zhu’s composure back then, when receiving the WeChat ssages, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but slightly lift.
So, the impression was quite deep.
Thus, as he glanced at the Innocent Little White Flower now, he gave her a hint, indicating he rembered, and directly said:
“That’s right, minors should still listen to their guardians.”
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With every exchange, the atmosphere in the inn grew increasingly subtle.
Yiyi, being so astute, surely imdiately picked up on the signal Cheng Zhu sent.
“Ah! Brother Cheng knows what I’m talking about!” she thought to herself.
There was surprise, and also shyness.
She couldn’t help but tap her phone screen, taking a glance at the ti.
“In a little over an hour, I won’t be a minor anymore,” she said.
“Is that so, it’s almost eleven o’clock,” Cheng Zhu also checked the ti.
This inn on the mountain was far from Communication University, it took a lot of ti to get here.
They had just finished setting off fireworks outside, which also took quite a while.
“Right, it feels like ti just flew by,” Yiyi replied.
Cheng Zhu got up and said, “You haven’t toured the inn yet, want to take a look around?”
The rascal man started to take the lead.
“Sure,” Yiyi stood up and followed behind him.
Cheng Zhu didn’t take her upstairs to see the rooms but led her around the first floor instead.
This inn had two and a half floors; the third floor was a large master bedroom, totaling nearly 150 square ters.
The second floor had two rooms and a mahjong room.
The first floor, in the deepest section, had a semi-open room with a bed.
That room connected to a glass door that opened to a heated pool.
As they passed the open kitchen, Cheng Zhu said, “No need to tour the kitchen, the birthday cake is in the fridge.”
When celebrating a birthday, a cake is a must-have, as a basic necessity.
Therefore, it’s certainly not considered a surprise and there’s nothing wrong with ntioning it.
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