early morning.

The air was slightly cool.

But inside the blankets, it was warm and cozy.

Zhuang Wen felt a slight itch on his face. He reached out and touched it, and his hand touched a strand of hair, a faint fragrance lingering in his nose.

He opened his eyes groggily, his pupils unfocused, not yet fully awake from his sleep.

Half a minute later.

He gradually regained consciousness and first glanced at the clock on the wall.

9:00.

Then, he realized that he was holding something soft and warm in his arms, which also had a unique female fragrance.

His eyes widened suddenly, and a bold idea came to him.

He slowly lowered his head.

really……

His mouth slowly opened, his eyes filled with surprise.

He saw a delicate and lovely body lying in his arms, fast asleep.

Although her messy hair covered most of her fair face and slender neck, Zhuang Wen still recognized her as Yan Yan at a glance.

Under the covers, Yan Yan reached out and hugged Zhuang Wen's waist and back, her two jade-like legs curled up and pressed tightly against Zhuang Wen's lower abdomen, burying her whole body in his arms.

As the gaze moves downwards, Yan Yan's oversized, ill-fitting nightgown is full of wrinkles from sleeping, and the low-cut neckline is also torn open, revealing a small portion of her two flawless white breasts, which complement the pink nightgown perfectly.

How did she end up in my arms?

Zhuang Wen blushed slightly, quickly averted his gaze, and then tried hard to recall what had happened last night.

He took a moment to appreciate the warmth of the bed.

She was only wearing a pair of underwear, while Yan Yan was wearing a loose nightgown.

Although he could feel the smoothness, softness, and elasticity of Yan Yan's legs, he also knew that he hadn't made a mistake last night.

"Whoosh..."

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he tried to pull his arm out from under Yan Yan's head.

Even with the utmost care, Yan Yan still accidentally woke up from her sleep.

Zhuang Wen stared in horror as Yan Yan's thick, long, fan-like eyelashes trembled twice before slowly opening.

A pair of clear, bright eyes opened and stared straight at Zhuang Wen, their gaze filled with confusion and innocence.

"Gurgle!"

Zhuang Wen swallowed hard.

This sound was like a bolt from the blue.

Yan Yan's eyes instantly cleared.

Memories of last night came flooding back like a tidal wave.

The question Zhuang Wen had anticipated did not occur.

And then, something that surprised him greatly happened.

Yan Yan's pretty face flushed slightly, her eyes shimmering. Then, as if nothing had happened, she closed her eyes and buried her head back into Zhuang Wen's arms, finding a comfortable position. Her messy hair exuded fragrance.

Unlike her, Zhuang Wen was tense all over. The soft, warm body in his arms felt like a furnace, and the smooth skin against his skin was also burning hot.

"Get up, get up?"

His voice trembled slightly, and he stammered.

"It's Sunday today, I'll sleep a little longer."

Yan Yan parted her lips slightly, revealing a faint, languid smile.

"…All right."

Knowing that Yan Yan didn't want to get up, Zhuang Wen pursed his lips and had no choice but to agree.

Of course, he also quite enjoys the comfort of staying in bed.

In particular, a continuous stream of delicate fragrance wafts in through the nose and mouth, filling the air with a smooth and tender sensation.

He also developed a sense of laziness.

Yan Yan noticed that Zhuang Wen's body relaxed, and a sweet smile appeared on his lips, which were hidden by his hair.

Of course, she was also very shy, but compared to the feeling that captivated her, it was insignificant.

The two of them remained silent, enjoying the warm atmosphere.

11:00.

The two got up.

After washing up, the two were discussing what to eat for lunch.

Yan Yan suddenly received a call from her tutor. After hanging up, she said with a reluctant look, "Brother Zhuang, my tutor needs to talk to me, so I can't play with you this afternoon."

"Okay, let's go back."

Zhuang Wen nodded without changing his expression, but inwardly he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

That little girl is finally gone.

If he doesn't leave now, he really doesn't know if he can hold onto his principles and avoid making mistakes.

At noon, Zhuang Wen treated her to hot pot, and then drove her to the school gate.

"Get off the bus."

Zhuang Wen stopped the car, and before he knew it, Yan Yan in the passenger seat had moved closer.

Her pink lips gently pressed against his cheek.

"Bye-bye, Brother Zhuang."

Her face flushed red, her eyes were watery, and she didn't dare to look Zhuang Wen in the eye. She opened the car door and ran away.

Zhuang Wen looked dazed, touching his cheek that still held the warmth of Yan Yan's touch, and sighed softly, seemingly lost in thought.

He started the car and left the gate of Qingjiang University.

Yan Yan stood quietly at the school gate, her big eyes watching Zhuang Wen drive away, a hint of loneliness and reluctance flashing across her face.

...

Tang Xin's home.

"Old Tang, what's wrong with Xin Xin? She hasn't come out all day, she hasn't eaten or drunk much, what should we do?"

Fang Xiu'e sighed.

"What do you think? It must be related to Zhuang Wen."

Tang Jiashan also looked at Tang Xin's room with a worried expression.

"Is it related to that poor kid again?"

Fang Xiu'e frowned deeply and said impatiently, "Didn't they break up? I've noticed that young Liang has been coming quite often lately. Although he's from out of town, he comes from a good family and is generous and polite. It's not bad that he's with Xin Xin..."

Tang Jiashan listened to his wife's nagging, snobbish tone, his brows furrowed, and he opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

Things have come to this point, and there's practically no way to salvage the situation.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!