victory

A proper ex-boyfriend should be like a dead person. Clearly, Zhao Xin doesn't qualify.

Zhou Jingxing's face was gloomy, his gaze sharp as knives, as if he wanted to stab two holes in Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin, on the other hand, was overjoyed, his eyes fixed on Chen Zhou, as if Zhou Jingxing didn't exist. He excitedly leaned forward, "Chen Zhou, it's been a long time!"

Perhaps recalling the farce that occurred during her last meeting with Zhao Xin, Shen Zhou's expression turned extremely unpleasant, and her words were not very pleasant: "I've said it before, I hope you never appear in front of me again."

Zhao Xin looked aggrieved. "Chen Zhou, how can you talk to me like that? Even if we've broken up, we're still old classmates. Can't we be friends?"

Zhou Jingxing said coolly, "Then shouldn't we consider a person's character when making friends?"

He didn't say anything, but as soon as Zhao Xin heard his voice, she was furious. Even the sight of their hands clasped together, which she had been deliberately ignoring, became extremely irritating.

"Shenzhou, I'm not trying to be mean, but your taste in men is terrible! How could you possibly be interested in someone like him? Or did you bring him here on purpose to annoy me?"

Chen Zhou gave him a cold look. "Why would I need to do this? We're over. Also, please be polite to my boyfriend. He's good-natured and won't hold it against you, but I'm not so forgiving!"

Zhao Xin was stunned, then said indignantly, "He has a good temper? You've been completely fooled by him, you can't tell right from wrong! Do you know anything about him in private..."

Shen Zhou was so angry that she stepped forward to argue with him, but Zhou Jingxing stopped her. Shen Zhou turned to look at Zhou Jingxing and saw that his face was dejected, his eyelids were drooping, and his lips were pouting in grievance. He said to Shen Zhou, "Shen Zhou, don't argue with irrelevant people because of me." He looked at Shen Zhou with a kind of forbearance, resilience, and self-reliance, "Justice will prevail."

Zhao Xin: ...

Get lost, you green tea b*tch!

Zhao Xin was furious, his shoulders heaving violently, looking as if he wanted to tear this scheming, manipulative man who had interfered in someone else's relationship apart.

Zhou Jingxing added fuel to the fire, saying, "Zhao Xin is in a good mood because you've just broken up with him and found true love. Let's not hold it against him."

Sure enough, Zhao Xin suddenly erupted the next second, unable to resist rushing up to beat up the gossiping third party.

As Zhou Jingxing had said, he reacted extremely quickly. He pulled Chen Zhou aside and took two steps, causing Zhao Xin to miss and almost fall.

Zhao Xin charged forward again, seething with anger. Zhou Jingxing released Chen Zhou, then swiftly grabbed Zhao Xin's arm, twisted it behind his back, and easily subdued him.

Zhao Xin was filled with rage, her eyes practically bulging with blood. "Let go of me! You shameless green tea bitch! You sowed discord, interfered in our relationship, and used despicable means to steal Chen Zhou away as a mistress. How could you be so despicable!"

At this moment, Zhou Jingxing had his back to Chenzhou. Taking advantage of Chenzhou's inability to see, he smiled provocatively at Zhao Xin, especially when he heard "when the mistress steals Chenzhou away," he even raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

Zhao Xin thought bitterly: "Shamelessness knows no bounds!"

Zhou Jingxing said one thing in public and another in private. He spoke with a tone of dissatisfaction mixed with grievance: "Zhao Xin, we were friends before, how could you say such a thing? Besides, you broke up with Shen Zhou because you cheated on him, what does that have to do with me?"

Zhao Xin resisted violently, "Let go of me! I'm not talking to you, I'm going to talk to Chen Zhou! You have no right to interfere in what's between me and them!"

Zhou Jingxing's face instantly turned cold, his gaze chilling. He looked down at Zhao Xin, who was unable to break free from his grasp, and felt nothing but disgust.

They keep calling others "mistresses," but aren't they the same kind of people who want to be mistresses themselves?

He said he wanted to talk to Shen Zhou, but what was there to talk about? Wasn't it just playing the victim, trying to sow discord between himself and Shen Zhou, and attempting to seduce him into getting back together with him?

Shameless!

Don't even think about taking the sunken boat! Zhou Jingxing's mind worked quickly. In a flash, he released his grip and met Zhao Xin's punch head-on.

Zhao Xin's hand was twisted off by Zhou Jingxing, causing him to lose his aim. The punch landed lightly on Zhou Jingxing's shoulder.

Zhou Jingxing's acting was phenomenal; he portrayed ten parts of pain with remarkable intensity.

"Ugh!" He grunted and took a step back.

Zhao Xin looked at him speechlessly, then at his own fist. "...What are you pretending for? I didn't even use any force!"

Shen Zhou immediately stepped in front of Zhou Jingxing, furious. "Zhao Xin! You've gone too far! Didn't you see how much pain he's in? How dare you lay a hand on him? This time, I really won't let you get away with this!"

Zhao Xin sensed something was amiss, and he looked puzzled. "Still? I only fought with him once, didn't I?"

Oh no, we're about to be exposed!

Zhou Jingxing grabbed Chen Zhou, his face pale and his eyes filled with grievance. "Chen Zhou, I'm fine. Don't argue with him." As he spoke, he pressed his shoulder where he had been punched. "Ouch~ Let's go. Don't let someone who's not worth it ruin your mood."

Chen Zhou was furious and determined to get justice for her boyfriend. He comforted Zhou Jingxing, saying, "It's okay, he won't do anything to me. I'm going to have a serious talk with him today. You're not what he says at all, and you've never been a shameless mistress!"

Zhou Jingxing was sweating profusely. Although...but...I really...!

Shen Zhou was still arguing aggressively with Zhao Xin, so Zhou Jingxing quickly put his arm around him.

Stop talking, my ancestors!

Zhao Xin stared at the two intimately, his teeth practically grinding to powder. He completely forgot about "this time" and "that time," and glared fiercely at Zhou Jingxing, saying, "You think you can keep Chen Zhou by using despicable means? You're dreaming! Sooner or later he'll see what kind of person you are, and then he'll definitely leave you!"

Zhao Xin gave a sinister laugh, "And another thing, I won't let you get away with this!" After uttering those harsh words, he left.

Shen Zhou was furious and wanted to chase after him and yell at him, but Zhou Jingxing suddenly laughed.

Chen Zhou: "?"

Zhou Jingxing said with a smile, "He seems to be the kind of NPC who causes trouble for the protagonist, and then leaves after the story is over."

Chen Zhou asked him, "Aren't you angry? He said those things to you and even hit you."

Zhou Jingxing shrugged. "I'm not angry. I'm the protagonist, and he's an NPC. The protagonist doesn't have time to pay attention to the supporting characters."

Chen Zhou laughed, "You have such a good temper."

Zhou Jingxing, having won a resounding victory, remained composed and smug for a moment before smiling and saying to Shen Zhou, "Let's go. Didn't you say you wanted to see the dormitory I used to live in? I'll take you there."

Zhou Jingxing took Chen Zhou around the campus for quite a while, until his legs were sore, before finally receiving a call from Dai Shu, who said he would treat everyone to dinner that evening as a thank you and farewell dinner—he was going back to the construction site the next day.

Zhou Jingxing asked, "Have you made up?"

Dai Shu, with a hint of joy beneath her reserved demeanor, said, "No, but she said she forgave me, and we'll start as friends."

Zhou Jingxing answered the phone call on speakerphone, and Shen Zhou, listening nearby, couldn't help but smile.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jingxing asked Chen Zhou, "You seem to care a lot about Senior Brother Dai and Senior Sister Wang's matter."

Chen Zhou smiled, "I like happy endings where lovers are finally united."

Zhou Jingxing grasped Chen Zhou's hand and said earnestly, "We will too."

After a lively thank-you dinner hosted by Dai Shu, Zhou Jingxing, as usual, escorted Chen Zhou home. This time, without needing Chen Zhou's invitation, Zhou Jingxing naturally followed him upstairs and into the house.

As soon as Shen Zhou closed the door and turned on the light, Zhou Jingxing impatiently pressed him against the wall in the entryway and kissed him.

The passionate kiss was like a storm in a tropical rainforest, humid and intense. Chen Zhou was drenched in the downpour, his breath filled with Zhou Jingxing's pleasant scent. The refreshing masculine aroma assaulted his senses, making Chen Zhou's legs weak; he leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

"Ha... Jingxing..."

Zhou Jingxing's head was spinning from the cat-like humming, and he couldn't calm down at all. While feeling the smooth and delicate skin under his hands, he looked up to admire Chen Zhou's seductive manner.

At this moment, Shen Zhou's eyes were glazed over, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were slightly pursed from being sucked. He was breathing heavily with his mouth slightly open.

Zhou Jingxing couldn't help but stroke his cheek. When his finger brushed against his lips, it was gently bitten by his pearly teeth. Zhou Jingxing curled his fingers and carefully teased that soft little tongue.

Soon, Shen Zhou couldn't take it anymore. He looked at Zhou Jingxing with wet eyes, his gaze pitiful yet endearing.

"Ugh...no, stop playing..."

Zhou Jingxing felt it wasn't enough; he wanted to see more of Shen Zhou's expressions—excited, infatuated, pleading—he wanted Shen Zhou's joys and sorrows to all be because of him.

Perhaps because the location had changed to a cramped entryway, the feeling this time was completely different from the first time. Shen Zhou was facing away from the wall, his legs wrapped around Zhou Jingxing's waist, being held tightly by him face to face. This position made Shen Zhou feel very insecure, and he quietly squeezed his legs together, afraid that he would be thrown off.

Zhou Jingxing had amazing arm strength; with one arm around Shen Zhou's waist, he could still use the other hand to gently pat Shen Zhou's back to comfort him.

Chen Zhou let out a satisfied groan, like a cat being stroked. He wrapped his arms around Zhou Jingxing's neck and leaned his upper body completely against the wall. The wall was a little cool, but his body was hot. The contrast between the cold and the hot made him sigh involuntarily, and his body shivered involuntarily.

"Mmm..." Zhou Jingxing groaned in pleasure. He lowered his head to find Chen Zhou's lips and took them into his mouth, his teeth gently rubbing against those two soft lips. The ambiguous sounds of water could be heard from above and below. Chen Zhou closed his eyes and indulged himself in the sensation.

Zhou Jingxing's kisses moved downwards, caressing Shen Zhou's slender neck. Due to the position, he couldn't kiss further down to the collarbone, so Zhou Jingxing carried Shen Zhou towards the sofa. The moment their bodies were suspended in mid-air, Shen Zhou was so frightened that he clung tightly to Zhou Jingxing, his body instinctively wrapping around him. Zhou Jingxing almost ejaculated on the spot.

With astonishing willpower, Zhou Jingxing didn't immediately give up. He carried Chenzhou to the sofa and sat down, just like that day in the back seat of the car, letting Chenzhou sit facing him on his lap. As his body settled, Chenzhou let out a sound of discomfort, and the tears in her eyes seemed to intensify.

Zhou Jingxing kissed his eyes and asked softly, "Are you alright? Tell me if you feel unwell, and you can stop anytime."

Chen Zhou leaned against his shoulder with his eyes half-open, as soft as a warm lump of mud. He whispered in Zhou Jingxing's ear, "As long as it's you, I feel comfortable no matter what."

The string of reason in Zhou Jingxing's mind snapped completely. He rolled over and pinned Chen Zhou beneath him.