Actually, Zheng Yanyan was quite curious about Zhou Yuwen, as any girl might be.
In her mind, she thought that since Zhou Yuwen had already touched her body all over, it wouldn’t be a problem for her to touch him a bit as well.
So she hesitated and held her hand in the air for a mont, wondering whether or not to grab and have a look.
In the end, she mustered up the courage.
Then she quickly let go.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Yuwen hadn’t noticed Zheng Yanyan’s movent just now.
Zheng Yanyan snickered, as if she’d discovered a new continent, excitedly saying to Zhou Yuwen, "Husband!"
"..."
Seeing that Zhou Yuwen didn’t respond, Zheng Yanyan gathered her courage again and reached out to touch him.
"Are you done yet? Make angry, and I’ll take care of you right now. Believe it or not."
But Zhou Yuwen didn’t give her the chance, promptly pinning her beneath him, while Zheng Yanyan broke into giggles, saying, "Oh, let touch it again, please."
"Shut up."
"Heehee, husband."
"Hmm,"
"Yours is really big."
"..."
In the afternoon, Zheng Yanyan still had classes, and Zhou Yuwen spent ti whispering and caressing her until about two o’clock, during which ti he repeatedly probed whether Zheng Yanyan would give in to him.
Zheng Yanyan consistently insisted no.
Zhou Yuwen had no choice but to say, well, alright then.
Zheng Yanyan was still thinking about refusing Zhou Yuwen, while planning to move in and live with him.
Zhou Yuwen said, don’t wish for the impossible, unless you give in to .
"Tch, stingy."
Both were testing each other, and although Zhou Yuwen was asking Zheng Yanyan to move in now, she really didn’t dare to.
Having not slept at noon, she felt sowhat tired by the afternoon.
The large lecture, with back-to-back five classes, had the steep auditorium packed with two classes worth of students, with the last two rows collapsing, and by the second class, you could faintly hear snoring sounds.
The old professor droning on at the podium beca the best lullaby.
During lunch, Zhou Yuwen told Zheng Yanyan hundreds of tis to stop playing, but she insisted on playing around.
As a result, Zhou Yuwen was now filled with a bellyful of frustration with nowhere to vent it.
Chang Hao was playing with his phone on the side, Li Qiang had run out of data, so he was reading a novel and occasionally bothering Chang Hao.
"Brother Hao, can you share a hotspot with ?"
"My phone is about to die."
It was almost November, and the weather was still so stuffy,
Zhou Yuwen was looking down, chatting.
Shen Yu sent a ssage to Zhou Yuwen.
"Does your family really run a business?" Shen Yu asked.
"What’s up?" Zhou Yuwen asked.
"Su Qing gave your family’s prosecutor’s office a call this afternoon."
When Su Qing left Zhou Yuwen’s ho, she had already beco rational and cold, not speaking a word, rely making a call to inquire whether the prosecutor’s office had a person nad Zhou xx.
Although Shen Yu found it odd that Su Qing knew so much about Zhou Yuwen’s family affairs, he felt it was necessary to inform Zhou Yuwen about Su Qing’s private investigation.
After hearing this, Zhou Yuwen sent a string of ellipses.
"Do you really not know Su Qing?" Shen Yu asked again.
"What do you an?"
"You must have dated before, right?"
Shen Yu’s reasoning was well-founded: Zhou Yuwen and Su Qing were from the sa place, even the sa high school, and Su Qing was so obstinate about Zhou Yuwen. If they hadn’t dated, nobody would believe it.
Zhou Yuwen felt that Shen Yu’s argunt didn’t hold up, so he just said you’re overthinking it.
Shen Yu replied, "Su Qing has already admitted it (smiling)"
"???"
Zhou Yuwen had a bad feeling and wanted to ask Shen Yu what exactly Su Qing told her.
But just at this mont, Shen Yu was ignoring him.
Zhou Yuwen felt a headache coming on, he couldn’t pretend any longer. Su Qing wasn’t stupid; she knew to call his father’s workplace and directly ask if such a person worked there. Normally, they wouldn’t tell her, but if Su Qing used so cunning, they really might spill the beans.
Also, what was that nonsense about Shen Yu saying they’d been in a relationship?
Zhou Yuwen opened Lu Lin’s chat window.
"Are you there?"
The environnt in Lu Lin’s classroom was more or less the sa as Zhou Yuwen’s—extrely hot, and it was the afternoon, so half the students were lying down while the other half played with their phones.
Zheng Yanyan was bragging to her classmates in the class.
Zheng Yanyan had posted a mont at noon.
It showed her in Zhou Yuwen’s 180 square ter apartnt, held in his embrace, her long legs resting on the coffee table, visible in the photo as they watched a movie together.
"Watching a movie in my hubby’s spacious apartnt~"
The caption was written crisply, followed by a wave of likes below.
Then in the afternoon, a group of girls surrounded her in class, gossiping.
"Linlin, where were you at lunch?"
"Oh, at my boyfriend’s newly bought house."
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A group of girls looked at Zheng Yanyan with envy.
Su Qing, seeing Zheng Yanyan’s smugness, judged her in two words: a drama queen.
Lu Lin remained indifferent to everything, her head down, playing with her phone.
At this mont, Zhou Yuwen ssaged her.
A spark of light flickered in Lu Lin’s eyes but quickly faded to calm.
Lu Lin: ?
Zhou Yuwen: What did Su Qing tell you guys?
Lu Lin: You’re contacting just because of that?
Zhou Yuwen: …
Zhou Yuwen: Can you co out now?
"I’m in class."
"But I can step out."
"Then co out, I have sothing for you."
Lu Lin: Where?
Zhou Yuwen: Go to my place?
Lu Lin: You simply have sothing to give ?
Zhou Yuwen: Never mind, it’s not urgent.
Zhou Yuwen felt he was being shaless; he had just been intimate with Zheng Yanyan at noon, and now he was reaching out to Lu Lin, yet he indeed missed Lu Lin.
If he said it out loud, he feared Lu Lin wouldn’t believe him.
But when he was being intimate with Zheng Yanyan at noon, Zhou Yuwen was actually thinking of Lu Lin, so when Zheng Yanyan was reluctant, he didn’t force her.
Because, in his mind, he had Lu Lin anyway.
Now, after exchanging a few words with Lu Lin, Zhou Yuwen felt his intentions were too obvious.
He waited for almost five minutes.
Lu Lin saw that Zhou Yuwen hadn’t responded to her.
After thinking it over: Wait for at the school gate.
Having said that, Lu Lin put away her phone, went up to the teacher to ask for leave, saying she felt unwell.
The teacher nodded, and just like that, Lu Lin left the classroom.
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