Chapter 47

A month passed quickly.

During this time, Wen Tang was rarely seen out and about. She mostly stayed at home binge-watching shows and variety programs, playing games, and waiting punctually for her boyfriend to come home. Her days were rather unproductive.

She accompanied Zhou Jingyu to the nursing home a few times. Zhou Donghai got along well with her and wanted to see her more often, which was convenient since she was free. Zhou Jingyu was worried that she would get bored staying at home alone, so on weekends, he would take her out to places with fewer crowds, like hiking to watch the sunrise, visiting temples, or seeing flower fields in spring.

It was romantic and charming, things Wen Tang had never done with her previous boyfriends.

In past relationships, Wen Tang’s enthusiasm was always at its peak at the beginning. The longest her relationship had lasted was about three months. But during the first month with Zhou Jingyu, Wen Tang had paused all her work. They lived close to each other and spent almost every day together, except for Zhou Jingyu’s work and necessary social engagements.

Logically, with Wen Tang’s tendency for quick flares of passion, the novelty should have worn off by now. However, it hadn’t.

Instead, she found herself increasingly wanting to be close to Zhou Jingyu. Even if they did nothing but he handled his work and she played games, she found herself eagerly awaiting his return home every day.

She looked forward to every moment spent with him.

Due to the lingering effects of a horror movie, Wen Tang couldn’t possibly sleep alone in their large apartment. What’s the point of having a boyfriend if not for dispelling loneliness, boredom, and fear after watching a scary movie?

Thus, Zhou Jingyu was not only needed during the day but also at night.

After a period of back-and-forth, Zhou Jingyu finally succumbed to Wen Tang’s persistent efforts. After half a month of close guarding, he spent his first night in Wen Tang’s bed.

Once it started, it became natural.

At 8:30 PM, Wen Tang had finished her evening routine and was sitting on the bed. It was only after spending time with Zhou Jingyu that she could truly appreciate his busy schedule. Even at this hour, he was still in the next room on a video conference.

At this time, Wen Tang couldn’t and wouldn’t disturb him.

Since Zhou Jingyu was used to going to bed at 10 PM, Wen Tang had also developed the habit of going to bed early.

Seeing that there was still some time left, Wen Tang picked up her phone, ready to play a couple of games.

Wen Tang had never been into mobile games before. She usually played simple games like Mahjong or Tetris on her phone. Recently, with too much free time, she had become bored with those games and happened to see someone on social media sharing their achievements in a popular ten-player battle game. On a whim, she decided to download it.

Many people she knew were playing this game, but she didn’t ask anyone for help. For some unexplainable reason, she hadn’t contacted anyone from her circle during this period. She simply created an account on her own, starting from bot battles to real player matches, and quickly picked up some skills.

Before long, she was obsessed with it.

Time flew by while she was engrossed in the game. She played one round after another, getting more and more absorbed, without noticing when Zhou Jingyu returned to the room.

After Zhou Jingyu finished his shower and climbed into bed. Wen Tang, sensing his presence, leaned against him. Zhou Jingyu, not playing games, wrapped his arm around her waist and watched her play.

After finishing a game and achieving an MVP, Wen Tang, who had a knack for gaming, felt a great sense of accomplishment and became even more enamored with the game.

“What time is it?” Wen Tang asked casually, exiting the game.

“9:50,” Zhou Jingyu replied calmly.

“So late already?”

Wen Tang was engrossed in her game and instinctively wanted to start another round, but upon hearing it was already 9:50, she hesitated and closed the game without a second thought.

A game usually took at least 20 minutes, and sometimes up to 40 minutes, far exceeding her usual bedtime of 10 PM.

The cost of semi-cohabiting with her boyfriend was that her bedtime was now strictly regulated by him.

Besides, how could gaming compare to sleeping?

“Not playing anymore,” Wen Tang said, turning off her phone and lights without further discussion. In the dark, she turned towards Zhou Jingyu and cuddled up to his broad chest.

As her hand brushed across his chest, she couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of his smooth, well-toned body, which she found irresistible.

After her hand, her legs followed, pressing closer to him, and much of her body settled into Zhou Jingyu’s embrace.

“Darling…” Wen Tang whispered into Zhou Jingyu’s ear in a seductive tone, her hand starting to wander, exploring his chest.

She constantly tempted him in bed.

This had been a daily occurrence for days.

Zhou Jingyu, however, remained calm and composed.

“Do you want it?”

In a swift move, he pinned Wen Tang beneath him.

In bed, men often had the upper hand, with their build, height, and stamina.

Wen Tang’s hand looped around Zhou Jingyu’s neck, trying to execute her plan she had been devising all day. She intended to seduce Zhou Jingyu, making him unable to resist, and bring their intimacy to its final step. However, Zhou Jingyu didn’t give her a chance.

In bed, his dominant nature was strong, and his assertiveness was intense. Wen Tang had never seen him like this before. Despite being a perfect gentleman outside the bedroom, in bed, he was aggressively commanding.

Just like now.

Without saying a word, Zhou Jingyu kissed Wen Tang’s earlobe, not giving her any opportunity to act.

The earlobe was one of Wen Tang’s most sensitive spots. Every inch of her body had been explored by Zhou Jingyu over the past few days, but she still hadn’t discovered anything about him.

Damn it!

Despite countless thoughts racing through her mind, Wen Tang could only moan under Zhou Jingyu’s touch and kisses.

It was frustrating that, despite his initial clumsiness, Zhou Jingyu had become so adept and experienced in his approach. Wen Tang felt like a parched fish gasping for air on the shore, battered by waves.

During this time, Zhou Jingyu turned on the bedside lamp that Wen Tang had turned off earlier.

He had a habit of watching her during these moments, observing her as she endured the throes of passion because of him.

Until her mind was clouded with the fireworks of pleasure, Wen Tang lost the ability to think clearly and could only reach out desperately, clinging to his head buried in her.

Suddenly, she felt Zhou Jingyu pull away, get out of bed, and go to the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed behind him, and no sounds came from inside.

Wen Tang regretted not having an open-style bathroom and having soundproofing done so well during the renovation.

Defeated, Wen Tang lay on the bed, burying her head in the pillow and pounding the bed with her hand.

…Another failure.

So many times, it always ended like this!

He always brought her to the edge of ecstasy but never went all the way.

Why???

Was she really so unappealing? Wen Tang had never encountered a man who could resist so well in this regard.

After a while, Zhou Jingyu came out of the bathroom, his body damp and cold, clearly having taken a cold shower.

It was always like this, he’d rather take a cold shower than touch her.

A few seconds later, Wen Tang was enveloped in Zhou Jingyu’s cool, firm embrace.

While Zhou Jingyu was in the bathroom, Wen Tang had been contemplating a question. Unable to hold back any longer, she tilted her head up in his arms and hesitantly asked, “Zhou Jingyu…”

As Zhou Jingyu looked down at her, Wen Tang paused but finally voiced her curiosity, “…Do you have a problem or something?”

She received only an incredulous raise of Zhou Jingyu’s eyebrows in response.

Wen Tang continued, “Otherwise, why do you always do this?”

He never went all the way.

He always just satisfied her needs.

She had to admit that his skills were superb. She always lost herself in pleasure and didn’t know what day it was. But once or twice was for fun, not every time. She had to start doubting her own charm.

Why did he always avoid touching her? A man’s body doesn’t lie—every time he accidentally brushed against her, she could feel his heat and firmness.

Yet he resisted, preferring to take a cold shower rather than fully satisfy her.

Why?

This question was indeed dangerous.

In a whirl of movement, Wen Tang was once again pinned beneath Zhou Jingyu.

“Do you think I’m not good enough?”

Zhou Jingyu’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

She didn’t mean it like that. Sfter all, a person’s physical response can’t lie. But it didn’t stop Wen Tang from harboring this thought secretly.

After all, he never gave her what she wanted.

Wen Tang tilted her head defiantly and said, “Otherwise? …Why do you always do this?”

Zhou Jingyu watched her until she felt nervous, and then he suddenly laughed.

“What do you mean by ‘this’?”

Wen Tang found it hard to articulate.

She couldn’t exactly say she wanted him…could she?

Though open and bold, she wasn’t at the point of actively seeking sexual encounters in bed. It was supposed to be mutual.

Her recent efforts to seduce him had been an unprecedented experience in her life.

After all, Wen Tang had never needed to hint at anything to men before. They were always eager to be with her.

She had never encountered someone so unwilling and indifferent to her body.

It made her question her own appeal—had it really diminished recently?

She even found herself spending more time in front of the mirror, searching for confidence.

And now Zhou Jingyu was even laughing at her!

Wen Tang felt a surge of frustration and turned her head away, not looking at him.

“You must have a problem. That’s why you won’t do it with me.”

She spoke out of frustration.

Zhou Jingyu could tell.

But even if she was angry, it couldn’t change his decision.

Having seen her old videos and the numerous ex-boyfriends she had, Zhou Jingyu fully understood her “sea king” attribute. However, it was too late. He was already deeply involved.

He could see that she was accustomed to quick-flare relationships, but he didn’t want to be just another ex in her long list.

“Didn’t I satisfy you just now?” Zhou Jingyu chuckled softly, deliberately misinterpreting her words.

What did he mean?

Wen Tang turned to look at Zhou Jingyu, confusion in her eyes.

And then, she understood exactly what he meant.

Zhou Jingyu’s lips curled as he said the words that made Wen Tang regret her impulsive and naive question.

Zhou Jingyu: “…Then let’s do it again.”

…!

No, that wasn’t what she meant!

Misunderstood!

Wen Tang’s eyes widened.

But it was too late.

In the midst of intense pleasure, Wen Tang once again lost all ability to think, reduced to crying, begging, and gasping.