MeiLing fell silent, a slideshow of memories flickering before her eyes.
Qian Qian’s eyebrows danced with joy, quickly grabbed her mother’s hand, as excited as if she were splurging on overseas purchases.
"I don’t want to live stream anymore."
Near East Sea University.
Inside a rented apartment.
Li Shuru lay on the bed, her black hair spread out, nestled in the arms of the campus’s famous ’bootlicker,’ when she suddenly declared.
Jiang Chen, who was unconsciously toying with her hair, asked subconsciously.
"Don’t you dislike it?"
At these words, Jiang Chen was taken aback and then asked in confusion, "When did I say I disliked it?"
"Then why did you just now..."
As the topic came up, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but feel a bit sullen; it was clear that she was teasing him again.
At this point, there was no need to pretend to be a gentleman. He pulled the art school’s beauty into his embrace and said with a possessive air, "You can live stream, but you can’t wear outfits like that anymore, got it?"
"What kind of outfits?"
Li Shuru blinked her eyes. She looked innocent, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows oozed a tease that was irresistibly seductive.
"That kind of flashy!"
Jiang Chen expressed his thoughts candidly.
Li Shuru bit down on his chest, dissatisfied.
Warm, moist – akin to an electric shock.
An experience not to be shared with outsiders.
"I’m not joking with you; I’m serious."
Li Shuru continued to lean into his embrace, tracing circles on his chest with her fingers.
"Fine, the live streaming industry is tough anyway. Always having to put on a smile. So what do you want to do in the future? How about I invest and open a bar for you or something? Isn’t your friend, Yu Lan, living pretty comfortably?"
"You have a good memory, lusting after her, huh?"
Li Shuru stopped her fingers, "What, do you really want me to become like her, your canary?"
"A canary that expensive, ordinary people could not afford if they wanted to."
Li Shuru immediately bit down on his chest again, with more force than before.
It was also more stimulating.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath, held her by the shoulders, and warned, "Don’t move around, I’ve been drinking and don’t want to ’drink and drive.’"
"What ’drink and drive’?"
Li Shuru was puzzled.
"Obeying traffic laws is everyone’s responsibility. I won’t run a red light."
Li Shuru finally understood and glared at Jiang Chen with feigned anger, then bit her lip.
"You’re really not uncomfortable?"
Jiang Chen chuckled bitterly.
You’re clearly playing dumb here.
This girl was obviously taking advantage of her good fortune today to tease him, probably also as a form of retaliation for what happened at the villa that night.
He was still too young, after all.
"If you don’t move, then it’s fine."
"But I heard holding it in is bad for the body."
"Isn’t that your fault?"
Jiang Chen retorted with annoyance.
"Why are you so fierce?"
Li Shuru lowered her eyelids, her voice as low as a mosquito’s, "Then, should I use my hand..."
Jiang Chen’s heart skipped a beat, and he asked reflexively, "You can do that?"
Li Shuru hurriedly explained as she lifted her face and then averted her gaze, her voice even lower.
"But, I could try..."
Jiang Chen didn’t say a word, but his gaze, by sheer coincidence, fell on the beauty’s rosy lips of the art college.
Seeing no response for a while, Li Shuru looked up in confusion, only to find him staring at her mouth.
She paused, and then, possibly realizing what he was thinking, her cheeks turned a rosy red as if smeared with blush.
"Don’t even think about it!"