However, Wang Hu and Chen Linlin, immersed in their sweet romance, were completely unaware of Meng Zhiyun's anger and continued their passionate kiss as if no one else was around.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Meng Zhiyun seemingly unintentionally walked behind Wang Hu. She raised her right foot and stomped hard on Wang Hu's foot.
Wang Hu shuddered in pain, but still did not loosen his grip on Chen Linlin's hands.
Seeing this, Meng Zhiyun reached out her right hand and pinched Wang Hu's waist hard. Although her action was very subtle, the sharp-eyed Chen Linlin still noticed Meng Zhiyun's behavior.
Her face flushed slightly, and she gently pushed Wang Hu away, saying softly, "Darling, let's go back first. Let me keep Xiao Meng company." With that, she broke free from Wang Hu's embrace and turned to leave the place filled with an ambiguous and awkward atmosphere.
After Chen Linlin turned and left, Zhang Feng silently followed. Although she didn't say a word the whole time, she sent Wang Hu a message on her phone: "You promised tonight, you have to keep your word!" Not only that, but the message was also followed by a heart-pounding photo of black stockings.
As Wang Hu stared intently at the photo, he received several more new pictures. There were exquisite studded high heels, sexy open-crotch yoga outfits, and so on; each one exuded endless charm, making Wang Hu unable to resist swallowing hard.
Just then, Yu Hui stepped into the room and said, "I'm going upstairs first. Remember to close the door when you two leave." As she spoke, she glanced at the phone screen in Wang Hu's hand, her face instantly turning red. She glared at Wang Hu and then swayed her graceful figure as she quickly walked away.
However, not long after, Wang Hu's phone beeped again. He opened it and found more photos from Yu Hui. These photos were all of products sold in Wang Hu's online store, and their sex appeal was simply beyond imagination.
Wang Hu couldn't help but mutter softly, "Oh my, they're all so tempting. Looks like I'm in for a treat."
Just then, Meng Zhiyun finished serving a delicious dish and walked over to Wang Hu. Hearing his mutterings, she asked curiously, "What did you just say? You're going to be lucky in the future?" As she asked, she craned her neck to look at Wang Hu's phone.
Her face flushed slightly, like a ripe apple, and then she said coquettishly, "Oh dear, didn't we all agree to wait for you to find out on your own? Who knew they would tell you everything so quickly! Humph, these guys are all traitors!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Hu's eyes lit up like stars twinkling in the night sky. He excitedly leaned forward and eagerly asked, "Xiao Meng, did you buy one too? What kind did you buy? Let me see!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Zhiyun lowered her head shyly and replied in a voice barely audible, "You already touched it just now, so why are you pretending to be clueless and asking such silly questions?" After saying that, she quickly finished her food, picked up the plate, and walked briskly to the dining table. After putting it down, she turned around and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking the next dish.
To be honest, Wang Hu hadn't really noticed anything special about it before, but after Meng Zhiyun mentioned it, he immediately became interested and followed closely behind Meng Zhiyun like a lapdog.
Suddenly, his hand once again wandered inside Meng Zhiyun's clothes, groping her wantonly. After a while, Wang Hu muttered with a puzzled look, "Huh? This doesn't seem to be any different. It feels no different from what you usually wear."
Seeing this, Meng Zhiyun couldn't help but burst out laughing, her face showing an expression as if she were looking at a fool. She said with a wry smile, "You actually took it seriously? Do you think I'd be stupid enough to go out wearing those kinds of clothes? You really are a complete idiot, a total fool!"
Wang Hu never expected Meng Zhiyun to have learned to play tricks on people; it truly surprised him. After all, given her past personality, such behavior was extremely rare. But upon closer reflection, it wasn't entirely impossible, because in Wang Hu's view, since Meng Zhiyun got together with him, she seemed like a different person; the once cheerful, lively, and talkative girl had gradually become somewhat sullen.
Although Meng Zhiyun is still as gentle and considerate as before, she has lost some of the liveliness she used to have when she was in the factory, where she would often joke and tease everyone.
Wang Hu remembers how she used to easily become the center of attention, bringing joy and laughter to the dull and boring work environment. However, nowadays, she rarely shows that playful and cute side, not only when joking with colleagues, but even to her beloved partner.
At this moment, Wang Hu hugged Meng Zhiyun tightly, brought his lips close to her ear, and whispered, "Darling, this is the first time you've joked with me since we got together."
Holding a spatula, Meng Zhiyun kept stirring the food in the pan. After hearing Wang Hu's words, she turned her head slightly and asked, "So tell me, do you prefer me like this, or do you like me when I'm quiet and reserved?"
Without hesitation, Wang Hu pressed his cheek against Meng Zhiyun's temple and replied affectionately, "Baby, to be honest, I love you no matter what you're like. I'm enamored with your gentle, water-like nature, and I'm also captivated by your lively and playful side when you joke around."
Hearing these sweet words, Meng Zhiyun felt delighted, and a brighter smile bloomed on her face, her slightly upturned lips curving into a beautiful crescent moon.
She gave Wang Hu a playful glare and said with a laugh, "Hmph, you're really insatiable!" Wang Hu, however, looked smug and shamelessly replied, "Of course I have to be greedy! I want both your gentle tenderness and your lively cuteness, I can't have either of them!"
After the last dish, with its perfect color, aroma, and flavor, was cooked and plated, an enticing fragrance filled the kitchen. At the same time, the rice in the rice cooker was also perfectly cooked, releasing a delicate aroma. Meng Zhiyun let out a soft sigh of relief, took off her apron, rested her chin on her hands, and watched with great interest as Wang Hu sat at the table, enjoying his meal.
Wang Hu devoured the dishes with gusto, eating with gusto and relish. Seeing this, Meng Zhiyun's face unconsciously revealed a satisfied and gratified smile.
For her, receiving such a warm response was undoubtedly the highest praise, as Wang Hu ate every last drop of the dishes she had carefully prepared.
Time ticked by, and in the blink of an eye, the once overflowing plates on the table were empty, even the fragrant rice in the pot had been devoured by Wang Hu. Meng Zhiyun picked up the mountain of bowls and chopsticks from the table and turned to head to the kitchen to wash them. However, before she had taken more than a few steps, she heard hurried footsteps behind her; it was Wang Hu, who had caught up with her.
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