Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

After all, Zhou Yuwen was at an age full of youthful vigor, and Zheng Yanyan’s constant teasing was more than he could handle. Previously on the crowded sports field, Zhou Yuwen had to maintain his public image, but now that they were alone, if Zhou Yuwen didn’t do something, he wouldn’t be much of a man.

Before, Zheng Yanyan had touched Zhou Yuwen’s arm several times, asking him if it felt soft. "Is it soft? Is it?"

This time, Zhou Yuwen really wanted to test just how soft it was.

The couple of kisses that Zheng Yanyan had initiated couldn’t really be considered kissing, but this time, Zhou Yuwen showed her what a kiss that one couldn’t bear to part from was truly like. Before Zheng Yanyan could even prepare, Zhou Yuwen had already invaded her mouth.

Following that, Zhou Yuwen’s hand began to wander.

"Mmph!" Zheng Yanyan, the so-called expert who had been playfully challenging with "Is it soft?", showed a moment of rigidity when Zhou Yuwen actually took her up on her challenge, indicating she had not been touched like this before.

She instinctively wanted to resist, but how could she ever resist Zhou Yuwen?

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Weren’t you always asking me if it’s soft? Can’t I give it a try this time?"

After kissing for nearly five minutes, Zheng Yanyan’s face was flushed and her delicate, shiny lips were slightly parted. After hearing Zhou Yuwen’s words, she couldn’t help but glare at him, "You,"

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At that moment, Zheng Yanyan hadn’t actually agreed to let Zhou Yuwen have his way, but which guy would wait for a girl’s consent at this point? He just moved in to kiss her pouty lips and his hand continued its mischief.

Zhou Yuwen then kissed Zheng Yanyan’s neck, tickling her, making her so weak that she lacked even the strength to stay upright. Fortunately, there was a parallel bar she could lean against, and her legs were clamped together, leaving Zhou Yuwen to do as he pleased.

At that point, Zheng Yanyan really had no will to resist. It was her first time being intimate with a boy, and she hadn’t expected it to feel so comfortable. Mainly because Zhou Yuwen’s technique was really good, she even found herself wanting his hand to stay right there.

Of course, it would be better if Zhou Yuwen talked less.

Zhou Yuwen was too bad, taking advantage of Zheng Yanyan without saying and then whispering in her ear, asking if she now understood that it was soft, truly soft!

Zhou Yuwen kept talking, and with each sentence, he pinched her.

Who could stand that? Zheng Yanyan, her face flushed with anger, couldn’t take it anymore and bit Zhou Yuwen’s neck.

Of course, she didn’t dare to bite hard, just enough to cause Zhou Yuwen a bit of pain,

Zhou Yuwen steadied Zheng Yanyan by wrapping one arm around her waist to prevent her from falling.

But at this time, Zheng Yanyan completely melted into Zhou Yuwen’s embrace.

Zhou Yuwen whispered, "You little girl, you must belong to the Dog year, biting people like that."

"Hmph, it’s because you bullied me!" At this moment, Zheng Yanyan’s voice no longer carried her usual fearlessness—she sounded like a young girl overwhelmed by love.

"Did I bully you? Wasn’t it you who kept asking me if it’s soft?" Zhou Yuwen’s hand was still up to no good.

"Still talking!"

Zheng Yanyan’s voice now carried a whine, as if she couldn’t allow Zhou Yuwen to keep talking like this.

"Alright, alright, won’t say it again. I won’t ever say it again," Zhou Yuwen was quite good at placating girls, as he said, "From now on, I’ll just feel with my heart, okay?"

While saying this, he nibbled on Zheng Yanyan’s earlobe.

An eighteen-year-old girl was no match for an older man with these moves; at this point, Zheng Yanyan was certainly feeling something, otherwise, her long legs wouldn’t be clamped together.

"Really?" Zheng Yanyan asked such an innocent question.

"What?"

"You said from now on," Zheng Yanyan blurted out impulsively.

"..."

Zhou Yuwen was somewhat speechless, no longer tempting her about softness, but rather held Zheng Yanyan’s small waist more firmly, letting her lean on him.

However, it didn’t take long for Zhou Yuwen to start getting restless again, trying to slip his hand through the gap in the back of Zheng Yanyan’s skirt. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Thankfully, Zheng Yanyan was rational enough not to let the old man succeed, but she still naively asked, "Zhou Yuwen, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now, right?"

"Suppose so?"

"What do you mean ’suppose so’? " Zheng Yanyan asked with slight dissatisfaction.

"Sigh, it’s getting late," Zhou Yuwen glanced at his wristwatch.

"Zhou Yuwen!"

Zheng Yanyan almost cried in frustration at his dismissive attitude. Why on earth did she choose such a man who only took advantage without wanting to take responsibility, insisting that Zhou Yuwen acknowledge their relationship?

Zhou Yuwen said, having gone this far, how could he not acknowledge you?

"I find you’re sometimes so silly," Zhou Yuwen said as he pinched Zheng Yanyan’s cheek.

"Don’t call me silly! Hmph!" Zheng Yanyan, seeing that Zhou Yuwen acknowledged her as his girlfriend, couldn’t help but feel a small triumph and snorted proudly.

Zhou Yuwen said it was time to return to the dormitory.

"So soon? Is it almost one o’clock?"

"Mhm."

"But I don’t want to go back to the dormitory," Zheng Yanyan said.

"What now? Should I sneak you out to a hotel room?"

"You’re disgusting!"

Zheng Yanyan was almost furious.

Zhou Yuwen said let’s wake up and hurry back to the dormitory.

With that, Zhou Yuwen walked ahead.

Zhou Yuwen’s attitude indeed left Zheng Yanyan quite angry. How did she end up with such a man?