Two hours later, Chen Yu lay shirtless on the sofa, a cigarette between his fingers, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling. The light and shadow cast mottled patterns on his angular face.
He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, his expression somewhat melancholy, yet also seemingly carrying a hint of reminiscence.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom, a stark contrast to the tranquility of the living room.
Looking at the messy, wet sofa next to me, with bloodstains on it.
Chen Yu sighed and muttered, "What a waste of my high-end fur sofa."
As he spoke, he opened the interdimensional space, put the dirty and messy sofa inside, and then took out a brand new sofa of the same model and placed it in the original position.
The new sofa exudes a faint leather scent, blending with the fresh air in the room and instantly giving the entire living room a fresh new look.
Meanwhile, the sound of water in the bathroom gradually diminished until it disappeared completely.
Yang Yue, wrapped in a soft bath towel, limped out of the bathroom.
Whether it was the heat in the bathroom or something else, her exposed skin was tinged with a faint blush, adding to her charm and shyness.
She lowered her head, her eyes darting around, avoiding direct eye contact with Chen Yu.
"Yang Yue, how could you... how could you do such a thing?" Chen Yu looked heartbroken. "It's also my fault. I couldn't control my mouth. I drank too much and couldn't stop you effectively."
"Didn't you drink Lei Bi?" Yang Yue's voice was barely audible, almost a whisper.
However, Chen Yu also caught her words, and he said with a straight face, "Nonsense, I clearly drank 1982 Lei Bi!"
"Is there anything different?" Yang Yue looked up, a hint of curiosity and confusion flashing in her eyes.
"Of course they're different!" Chen Yu said seriously. "The Lei Bi produced in 1982 is more than 43 years old now. After so many years of fermentation, its flavor is even more mellow. Drinking it will make you feel dizzy and weak all over!"
Upon hearing Chen Yu's explanation, Yang Yue remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "I studied molecular biology."
Her meaning was clear: I'm a professional, don't give me that nonsense.
Upon hearing Yang Yue's words, Chen Yu was slightly taken aback, then coughed awkwardly and said, "In short, you ambushed me when I wasn't paying attention and took away my precious... cough~! So, how do you suggest we resolve this?"
Yang Yue was speechless. Chen Yu was a typical example of someone who got the benefit but acted innocent. Just now, when the two of them were on the sofa, she wasn't the one who had the upper hand. After it was all over, Chen Yu shamelessly asked her for an explanation. Wasn't this a typical case of "blaming the victim"?
Yang Yue inwardly scoffed, then took a deep breath and said earnestly, "Chen Yu, I will take responsibility for you! From now on, you are my man!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu almost dropped the cigarette from his mouth. He stared wide-eyed at Yang Yue with an expression of disbelief.
"Yang Yue, do you even understand your situation? You've discovered the secret of my other-dimensional space, and I haven't even decided whether to eliminate you yet. And you're already taking responsibility for me? What are you thinking?"
Upon hearing Chen Yu's words, Yang Yue's eyes widened, her eyes reddened, and she looked at Chen Yu with disbelief.
Suddenly, she seemed to have gone mad and charged at Chen Yu: "Come on, kill me! I've lost my innocence, I don't want to live anymore!"
"Get out of the way! Let's talk this out!"
"Hey, hey, hey~ Don't pull my pants!"
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From the sofa to the bedroom, Chen Yu sweated for another two hours, leaving him feeling completely exhausted.
Looking at the sleeping beauty beside him, he sighed deeply: "Alas~ What a tragedy! I am still too soft-hearted."
He originally intended to manipulate Yang Yue, but unexpectedly, he ended up being manipulated by her instead.
Indeed, lust is a double-edged sword! Chen Yu now truly understood this.
He shook his head helplessly, his gaze falling on Yang Yue's smooth, flawless back. He sighed again, took half of the velvet blanket covering himself, and gently covered her with it, careful not to disturb her rest.
Yang Yue turned over slightly, seemingly sensing Chen Yu's movement, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips, but she was still fast asleep.
He himself felt a wave of drowsiness wash over him, his eyelids grew heavy, and he soon drifted off to sleep.
He was really exhausted today.
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Nothing happened that night. The next morning, the faint sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, dappling Chen Yu's face and gently waking him from his slumber.
He rubbed his eyes, looked around, and found that his bedmate was gone and the room had returned to its usual tidiness. The chaos of last night seemed like just a dream.
After washing up, I took out a clean set of pajamas from the other-dimensional space and put them on.
Chen Yu pushed open the door and entered the living room. The dining table was already filled with a large, abundant table of food, steaming hot and fragrant.
"You're awake?" Yang Yue, wearing a scarf, came out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming soup and placed it on the table, asking a pointless question.
"Yeah, I just woke up," Chen Yu said. "Did you make all of this?"
“Yes, I saw there were some ingredients in the refrigerator, so I made some. You must have been tired last night…” As she said this, a blush rose on Yang Yue’s face. “You need to eat more nourishing food.”
"Hmm." Chen Yu nodded awkwardly.
Chen Yu then pulled out the chair in front of the dining table and sat down.
Seeing this, Yang Yue quickly ladled out a bowl of soup and handed it to Chen Yu: "Have a sip of hot soup to warm yourself up first."
Chen Yu took the soup bowl, gently blew on it to cool it down, and then sipped it slowly.
"You should eat too, don't just watch me eat," Chen Yu said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Yue said "Oh" and pulled up a chair to sit down. However, she did not rush to pick up her chopsticks. Instead, she quietly observed Chen Yu enjoying the food, her eyes filled with tenderness and satisfaction.
Chen Yu felt uncomfortable under Yang Yue's gaze, but he didn't know what to say for the time being.
I had no choice but to pick up my chopsticks, take a piece of brightly colored sweet and sour pork ribs, and put it in my mouth to chew slowly.
"How does it taste?" Yang Yue asked Chen Yu with anticipation.
"Not bad," Chen Yu nodded.
Upon hearing this, Yang Yue smiled with relief.
"However, your skills are still far inferior to Xiao Qiao's; you can only say they're so-so," Chen Yu added, speaking the truth without intending to belittle Yang Yue.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yue immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this. She snatched the chopsticks from Chen Yu's hand, slammed them on the table, and glared at Chen Yu, saying, "Then go find Qiao Meng, don't eat my cooking!"
Chen Yu was a little confused by Yang Yue's sudden action. Wasn't she fine just a moment ago? Why did she suddenly change her expression?
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