Zheng Yanyan was wearing a black slip dress, her legs crossed while she did her makeup at the vanity. A glimpse of her jade legs peered from beneath the hem of her dress, the girl’s lips touched with lipstick, indeed felt a bit different.
Zhou Yuwen had just been intimate with Tao Tian in the car when he was interrupted by a phone call from Zheng Yanyan.
With no other choice, he could only turn his attention to Zheng Yanyan.
Thus, Zhou Yuwen embraced Zheng Yanyan from behind, kissed her on the face, and said with a smile, "Why put on such pretty makeup if we’re not going out?"
Zhou Yuwen also kissed Zheng Yanyan on the lips.
"Hmm... Stop, annoying, my makeup... hmm, you’ve sared it."
Zhou Yuwen scooped Zheng Yanyan into his arms, sat down on a chair, then placed Zheng Yanyan on his lap and continued kissing her.
Initially, Zheng Yanyan was thinking about a bit of foreplay after spending so long whitening her skin, but Zhou Yuwen was so eager that he directly slid the straps off her shoulders.
"Why are you... so hasty today?"
"Can’t I miss you?"
Zhou Yuwen found it amusing, not hurrying to explain himself to Zheng Yanyan. Anxious, how could she still complain?
Zhou Yuwen continued kissing Zheng Yanyan’s neck, then moved downwards.
So, Zhou Yuwen directly tossed Zheng Yanyan onto the bed, flipping her skirt aside to reveal her snowy white thighs.
Looking up.
Goodness, the scene before him reminded Zhou Yuwen of a famous quote by the philosopher Nietzsche:
...
Zhou Yuwen playfully asked, "Why aren’t you wearing your little ck?"
Zheng Yanyan, visibly irritated, asked, "Why would I wear that at ho?"
"So you didn’t wear it when you went downstairs earlier either?"
"Guess!" Zheng Yanyan said coyly.
Zhou Yuwen said he wouldn’t guess.
And just like that, an hour had passed.
Every ti he was with Zheng Yanyan, it always started as if there were no issues, but towards the end, it would turn into screams and howls.
No helping it, every ti Zheng Yanyan was unlucky enough to encounter Zhou Yuwen after he had a little drink.
You should know, people don’t entertain her much when drinking outside.
Zheng Yanyan would go back and brag to her dormmates.
Alas, you don’t know, but my back is about to break.
"By the way, Lu Lin, does your boyfriend do this too?"
Lu Lin, looking as proud as a little peacock like Zheng Yanyan, would always say, "He’s not as impressive as your boyfriend."
At these monts, Zheng Yanyan was always very happy.
After the battle.
Zheng Yanyan contently lay in Zhou Yuwen’s arms, yet she was still sowhat unhappy.
Zhou Yuwen asked her what was bothering her.
Zheng Yanyan said Zhou Yuwen was getting too close to Tao Tian.
The car, such an important thing, and I’ve never driven it, yet you actually let Tao Tian drive?
Zhou Yuwen held Zheng Yanyan and said, "There’s nothing I could do about it."
"Didn’t I tell you? I had so drinks, and she drove ho. I couldn’t just let her walk back."
Zheng Yanyan rested her chin on Zhou Yuwen’s chest, her arms encircling his waist, her pale, lotus arms visible outside the blanket. Zheng Yanyan said, "Husband, why would you rather take Tao Tian out for social events and not ?"
Zhou Yuwen said, "Tao Tian is the head of the cultural departnt; the girls listen to her more, and you’re too young."
"Also, you are my girlfriend, I don’t want to parade you around."
Having heard this, Zheng Yanyan felt quite satisfied and giggled, "You passed."
Zhou Yuwen gently stroked Zheng Yanyan’s hair, allowing her to lean into his embrace.
Zheng Yanyan ntioned her conversation with Lu Lin, laughing as she said, "Oh right, husband, I’ve talked about this with Linlin before. Linlin said her boyfriend isn’t as amazing as you are. How about that, are you pleased?"
Zhou Yuwen felt a bit awkward and said, "Why do you two even talk about that?"
"Hehe, just chatting about nothing much~"
Zheng Yanyan’s hand was still under the blanket, and she asked Zhou Yuwen if he felt better.
This recent urge was actually triggered by Tao Tian, so it was a bit intense, but now, he didn’t feel too interested.
Zheng Yanyan was indeed beautiful.
However, the sa dish, when eaten too frequently, always feels overwhelmingly bland.
Moreover, Zheng Yanyan was of a passive type.
Looking at Zheng Yanyan, still hugging him, her lips still rosy.
This girl, normally fearless of anything.
He wondered what it would be like if she lay before him.
So, Zhou Yuwen whispered a few words into her ear: "If you want to speed things up..."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yanyan’s face changed abruptly and she directly said, "I don’t want to."
"I really don’t want to."
"I’ll just wash up.""
"Still no."
"Then how about I go first?"
Zhou Yuwen said and attempted to burrow under the blanket.
"Ah, I don’t want to, aren’t you annoying~"
Zheng Yanyan actually thought Zhou Yuwen wanted to play those gas and got scared; after all, she was a young princess from Beijing, probably familiar with such things but too embarrassed to engage, whether it involved Zhou Yuwen to her or her to Zhou Yuwen.
It was all very difficult for her to accept.
But the fact that she was unwilling made Zhou Yuwen very uninterested.
Seeing Zhou Yuwen upset, Zheng Yanyan hesitated for a mont; she didn’t want to proceed that way but also didn’t want Zhou Yuwen to be unhappy.
Zhou Yuwen never liked to trouble others. Zhou Yuwen said it was okay, you’re thinking right."
"I’ve just been watching too much online, co here, I’ll hold you as we sleep," Zhou Yuwen said, hugging her a bit tighter.
Zheng Yanyan asked, "Really?"
"Yeah."
"How co you still watch that online when you have ?" resting in Zhou Yuwen’s arms, Zheng Yanyan’s voice was a bit lancholic.
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