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Chapter 137: She’s My Girlfriend Now

At first, Zhou Yuwen just wanted a little intimate moment with Zheng Yanyan.She didn’t refuse, though she was clearly a bit shy. In a soft, timid voice, she asked, “What are you doing?”

Zhou Yuwen tilted her Little CK purse to the side, making her feel even more bashful.

“Why don’t you dye this part pink too?” Zhou Yuwen joked.

“Hmph, you’re so annoying! I’m not showing you!” Zheng Yanyan huffed, pulling her pajamas over herself, refusing to let him see. In the past, she would’ve guarded herself fiercely. But after the recent little disagreement they had, she was noticeably more docile.

“Not gonna let me see, huh? Really?”

Her body quivered, and her soft, watery eyes sparkled as if she were moved. Before Zhou Yuwen could say anything, she leaned in and kissed him.

The two of them got lost in the moment. Zheng Yanyan whimpered as Zhou Yuwen’s hand moved to explore new territory.

She held his neck tightly, whispering in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe, and Zhou Yuwen raised his head to kiss her.

“Don’t talk, baby. Do you love me?”

“Yes, hubby. I missed you so much.”

Just a moment later, Zhou Yuwen asked, “What’s this?”

“Don’t ask, you’re so annoying,” she blushed, pressing her cheek against his, her face turning red.

“Here, take a bite!” he teased.

“Agh! What are you doing!” Zheng Yanyan was mortified.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled. “How about I carry you to bed?”

She didn’t reply, just burrowed deeper into his embrace. The source of this content ɪs novèlfire.net

Zhou Yuwen looked down at the messages Chang Hao had sent him, as he’d turned off the voice chat a while back. He replied, “Not playing anymore, we’re going to bed.”

To his surprise, Chang Hao immediately sent a voice message. Zhou Yuwen answered, “What’s up?”

“Going to bed already? Come on, let’s play one more game, just one!” Clearly, Chang Hao was calling in hopes of hearing something interesting. Too bad Zheng Yanyan was resting quietly on Zhou Yuwen’s chest, not making any sounds for him to hear.

“We’re done. Yanyan and I are exhausted; we’re going to sleep.”

Chang Hao protested, “No way, it’s still early! Just one more game, Old Zhou, help me win another one!”

“If we win, I’ll gift you a skin.”

At that, Zheng Yanyan chimed in, “Make him get me one too!”

Her voice was soft and a bit sugary, typical of girls in a tender mood.

“Sure, I’ll get you one,” Chang Hao replied enthusiastically, but nobody acknowledged him further.

Zhou Yuwen teased Yanyan, “Look at you, selling out for a skin and giving up on sleep, huh?”

“Hehe, but I want to sleep with you, hubby!” Zheng Yanyan’s voice was as clingy as a kitten seeking its owner’s affection.

Zhou Yuwen rolled his eyes at her, then told Chang Hao, “We’re really going to bed.”

“Oh, come on, just tell your girlfriend to sleep first and play one more game with me!” Chang Hao insisted.

“I’m going to bed with my girlfriend.”

Chang Hao tried to continue, but Zhou Yuwen cut him off. “Alright, get some rest and find yourself a girlfriend. It’s way better.”

Chang Hao was about to respond, but Zhou Yuwen ended the call before he could.

He knew exactly what Chang Hao was thinking, but that was the past. This life is different.

Zheng Yanyan is his girl now.

What’s the point of thinking? She’s right here, in my arms.

With a smile, he turned off the computer, lifted her by her waist. “Time to sleep!”

Oh, right—he needed to wash his hands first, make sure they were clean.