Before he could even open his mouth, Xiao Lu said in a condescending tone, "He already has a girlfriend. I advise you to give up such inappropriate thoughts."

Ye Zhou nodded politely, put on his shoes, put the slippers back in their place, and left, not daring to linger there for even a moment longer.

...

"Was it smooth?" An Youhe came downstairs, limping out.

"It went quite smoothly." Ye Zhou reached out and put his arm around the girl's slender waist.

"How's your leg? I bought some medicine for sprains and bruises on my way back."

"I'm okay, I feel much better. Actually, I didn't need to buy medicine," An Youhe said softly.

Ye Zhou patted the girl's head and said, "Then keep it as a backup. Who knows, you might trip and fall again sometime when you're not paying attention."

An Youhe pouted, as if she was a little angry, "How am I that stupid?"

“In my eyes, you’ll always be a little silly,” Ye Zhou said with a smile.

The girl blushed and was speechless. "Then, I'll treat you to dinner as a way of thanking you."

Ye Zhou hugged the girl's soft waist tighter and pulled her close to him.

"We can talk about food later, how about giving me a little encouragement now?"

The girl opened her big, wet eyes and glanced around furtively, thankfully there was no one around.

She tiptoed, closed her eyes, and slightly pouted her soft, pink lips.

It's completely at your mercy, like you can pick it up however you like.

Ye Zhou couldn't help but laugh. An Youhe no longer needed any hints; she was a mature girlfriend in herself.

He could taste those soft lips as soon as he lowered his head.

Ye Zhou naturally did not hesitate at all.

Pressing my lips close, I gently bit and sucked on the sweet fragrance...