She felt itchy all over, like Zhou Wang’s fingers, those of a pianist, gently gliding over her skin.
In the end, Ji Xiaoxi just picked up her phone and burrowed into the blanket.
Gradually, some indescribable fluctuations and suppressed, pleasant nasal sounds began to ferment in the small, dark space.
The clock on the wall pointed to three in the morning.
After carefully placing Su Yajing, who had fallen asleep on his body in the bath, onto the bed and pulling up the blanket to cover her jade-like body, Zhou Wang finally let out a deep breath, relaxing completely.
He should have been very tired, but somehow Zhou Wang found himself more alert.
Perhaps it was because Su Yajing was so cooperative, allowing Zhou Wang, who hadn’t let loose in a long time, to be thoroughly satisfied. Thus he remained in an excited state.
He had no choice, given that Xu Wenqian and Jiang Mo weren’t around. Even though Zhou Wang had encountered other women in between, things never quite felt legitimate.
And because those women lacked experience, taking their partial innocence provided more of a psychological satisfaction. As for the actual experience... it was mediocre.
But tonight was different. Su Yajing, already an experienced mistress, completely opened the door to a new world and let Zhou Wang take as he wished. She knew exactly what to say in every situation, and being with her was simply an auditory and visual feast.
Zhou Wang nearly felt his soul leave his body.
If he hadn’t been mindful of the fact that Su Yajing was, at heart, still a novice, Zhou Wang felt he could have continued until dawn.
Smoothing the slight furrow of Su Yajing’s brows caused by exhaustion, Zhou Wang casually wrapped a towel around his waist, retrieved the cigarettes and lighter from his pocket, found his phone on the disheveled bed, and then went to the balcony.
A night breeze blew by, but for a body in its early twenties, full of strength, it didn’t bring much chill. On the contrary, it felt quite pleasing.
Lighting the cigarette, Zhou Wang sat back in the chair, exhaled a slow puff of smoke, and then picked up his phone.
He unlocked it; there were no missed calls, but plenty of unread messages on WeChat.
There was a goodnight from Senior Sister, a nightly news summary from Xu Wenqian, itinerary planning from Jiang Qingkui, and a casual "Aren’t you coming back to Spring Eye tonight?" There were also messages from Ruan and others after they had finished...
But the most surprising to Zhou Wang was a message from Endme.
Did I have a voice call with her?
Zhou Wang opened the chat box, looking increasingly amazed.
Because the call duration between them was actually 57 minutes...
Zhou Wang thought back carefully and recalled that when he was playing around with Su Yajing in bed, the phone had been nudged at some point, but Zhou Wang hadn’t paid attention at the time.
So why did Ji Xiaoxi call him at that time?
Moreover, how did this voice call last nearly an hour without Zhou Wang having any interaction with her?
Zhou Wang couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
After a moment, Zhou Wang decided to seek some clarification, so he clicked on the chat box and sent a question mark.
The reply came quickly, but it wasn’t from Ji Xiaoxi; it was a system notification:
[The message has been sent, but the recipient has refused to receive it.]
Zhou Wang was really puzzled now.
What was this girl up to?
By rights, Ji Xiaoxi should have blocked him long ago, but given this voice call, the situation clearly wasn’t so simple.
It seemed more like she had only blocked him right after the voice call ended.
Forget it, if it makes no sense, then let it go. With the system’s binding mechanism, she could mess around however she pleased...
In the end, she couldn’t escape her brother’s Five-finger Mountain.
Zhou Wang shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it, instead immersing his consciousness into the system.
While he and Su Yajing were in the middle of things, the system notification had sounded.
Actually, Zhou Wang had an idea of what the system notification would be. After all, he had frequently ventured deep down the path leading to the depths of Su Yajing’s heart tonight, which should have broadened it quite a bit.
Sure enough, the system notification was related to that long silent item in the warehouse—
["Su Yajing’s Wish List" had turned a page.]
By now, the calendar-like list had flipped to page three.
Su Yajing’s first wish was for a Hermes bag, and by the third wish, she wanted Zhou Wang to meet her mother. So, what would it be this time?
Zhou Wang felt it probably wouldn’t be something material. He had given her a hotel as a gift earlier that day, and she already had a car.
Curious, Zhou Wang opened the wish list.
[Su Yajing’s Wish List — Page Three: I actually have very few friends; they are all housed in Dormitory 205 of Caiyi, yet now, they seem to be getting farther away from me. I wonder if they still remember that we’ve been planning for an entire year, a trip we never took... If Brother could join, I might be so happy I could die O(∩_∩)O]