Chapter 135: Chapter 117: Golf Club
“Wh…what are you doing?”
“I haven’t done anything yet, why are you shaking ?”
Zhou Wang looked at the trembling Yu Duo, a bit puzzled.
“I don’t know, I can’t control it…”
Yu Duo’s small shoulders quivered, and her breathing became erratic, but strangely, she still tried to lift her head to meet Zhou Wang’s gaze, as if to prove that she wasn’t scared.
“Zhou Wang, you, you’re not allowed to kiss me again…”
Yu Duo warned Zhou Wang in a soft voice.
Zhou Wang raised an eyebrow, moving a little closer to Yu Duo, as a unique fragrance emanated from the girl’s fair neck.
It was a fresh, leafy scent, but if you took a careful sniff, there was also a faint coconut milk-like aroma that made one want to lean in.
“You’re Ranran’s boyfriend, what we’re doing isn’t right.”
Sensing Zhou Wang’s breath, Yu Duo’s breathing became even more labored as she clutched the blue-and-white hem of her skirt, her expression conflicted.
“Hmm? Isn’t it more thrilling that way?”
Zhou Wang stared into her eyes, closing the distance further.
Their lips almost brushed against each other, but they didn’t truly meet.
An intense atmosphere of ambiguity was brewing, and each neuron in Yu Duo’s mind excitedly fired signals, leaving her dizzy.
“I’m just here to give him a watch; after all, he gave me such an expensive gift.”
Before coming, Yu Duo had told herself this.
After staying at home for several days, she thought she had gradually forgotten the soul-tingling entanglement of lips and teeth.
Only at this moment did she realize it was merely self-deception.
Looking at Zhou Wang, who was so close, feeling the gentle caressing, the intermingling of breaths, Yu Duo’s mind was left with just one thought—
Why hadn’t he kissed her already?
She wanted to be pressed down by Zhou Wang, with him moving in and stirring her into pieces, to once again relish the sticky closeness, wishing it would last longer and longer.
“…You’re too wicked.”
Listening to Zhou Wang’s utterly shameless words, Yu Duo regained some clarity, turning her head slightly to gain a little breathing space.
But Zhou Wang’s next words caused her mind to momentarily go blank.
“What if I told you Su Yajing doesn’t mind?”
Yu Duo turned her head back, looking dazedly at Zhou Wang, “Re…really?”
Zhou Wang smiled, and just as Yu Duo sensed something still wasn’t quite right, Zhou Wang gave her no time to think.
Zhou Wang didn’t press Yu Duo with his body; the only contact was their faces.
But after a moment, as Zhou Wang leaned back, Yu Duo unconsciously moved her body closer.
She followed Zhou Wang with her lips, like a fish glued to him, unwilling to separate even for a moment on the sofa.
Minutes later, when Yu Duo, breathless, had to let go of Zhou Wang, their positions had completely changed.
It turned into Zhou Wang lying back on the sofa, with Yu Duo perched atop him, her small hands tightly gripping his collar.
It looked more like Yu Duo was the one initiating it—
Yu Duo seemed to realize the problem, keeping her warm cheeks buried in Zhou Wang’s neck, hesitant to lift her head.
Zhou Wang suddenly sat up, lifting her petite form into his arms amidst her soft protests, then placed her back on the sofa.
Yu Duo maintained her position with her head buried in her knees.
But she might have forgotten, wearing a JK skirt, when she tucked her feet back like that, even though her knees were covered, it exposed even more of the fair skin from another angle.
Under the orange light, her slender legs wrapped in lace-trimmed stockings exuded a playful charm.
Zhou Wang heard a shameless sound, though he didn’t say who made it.
“What you’re doing isn’t proper.”
Yu Duo finally lifted her head, blinking in confusion.
Her lip gloss smeared, her tied hair loosening and cascading down, in this state, Yu Duo’s beauty seemed to have increased.
“You see, sitting like that, aren’t you getting the sofa dirty with your shoes?”
Alarmed, Yu Duo hurriedly tried to put her legs down, but Zhou Wang stopped her.
“It’s fine; I’ll just take off your shoes for you.”
After saying that, Zhou Wang casually removed Yu Duo’s black leather shoes.
Instantly, a pair of delicate feet wrapped in transparent mesh socks were revealed, with her neatly arranged toes and smooth soles showing no blemishes.
Zhou Wang’s eyes widened.
He acted swiftly, leaving Yu Duo without time to react, executing a series of moves with precision.
Yu Duo glanced down, then back up at Zhou Wang.
“…Do you want to play with my feet?”
It turned out, even the most clueless girl had her clever moments.
“I didn’t… There’s an old saying, ‘Cold starts from the feet,’ so I’m just keeping them warm for you.”
Zhou Wang remained unflustered, his affection palpable.
“The air conditioning is too cold; I’m worried you’ll catch a chill.”
Yu Duo said no more, but after a while, she trembled again, clutching the sofa arms, her face as flushed as Ying Tao in April.
“Yo…you’re just using your hands isn’t enough?”
Yu Duo realized she could never keep up with the dog’s thinking.