Chapter 697 No Way, He Can't
In fact, Su Miaomiao is not as traditional as Bai Qingxia. She loves Zheng Yifeng and understands Zheng Yifeng. She is not worried that Zheng Yifeng will become an ungrateful man. Perhaps all men in the world will become ungrateful men, but Zheng Yifeng will definitely not.
He is mature, reserved, serious, sincere, kind, and gentle... Su Miaomiao felt a little emotional that she could actually name so many of Zheng Yifeng's advantages in her mind at once.
The only thing she cared about was the shyness of being a woman when doing this kind of thing. But she was already 25 years old, and she was still shy in front of a 19-year-old boy. How embarrassing...
"brake--"
The car braked suddenly.
There was a crosswalk ahead, and Su Miaomiao almost didn't notice it because she was distracted just now.
Zheng Yifeng widened his eyes and watched the passers-by standing still in shock, while Su Miaomiao in the driver's seat bit her lip slightly, her expression frozen.
The car continued to move forward. Zheng Yifeng should have asked what happened just now, but he held back. He probably knew that Su Miaomiao was nervous, and so was he.
After finding the hotel and coming out of the parking lot, the two went to the front desk to check in.
"A king-size bed room."
Zheng Yifeng used up all his courage to say the word "one room", and then he and Su Miaomiao walked towards the elevator with their heads down. The two of them were so embarrassed that they didn't say a word, as if they were ashamed to see anyone.
At exactly twelve o'clock, the bathroom door opened and Zheng Yifeng went in. Su Miaomiao, wrapped in a bath towel, quickly got into the bed. She covered herself tightly, lay in the corner of the bed, took out her mobile phone and looked at it randomly.
After a while, Zheng Yifeng came out of the shower. Su Miaomiao immediately put down her phone and asked, "You call this taking a shower? You came out so soon?"
Zheng Yifeng's upper body was naked, with only his lower body wrapped in a bath towel. He explained seriously, "I took a bath before going to dinner this afternoon."
"Okay then!" Su Miaomiao said quickly and lay down, her tone a little cute.
The two of them lay upright on the corners of the bed like two corpses, not saying a word. It was Su Miaomiao who suddenly said, "The light is so glaring, why don't you turn it off?"
Zheng Yifeng did as he was told.
But half a minute later he sat up again and said, "Turn on a small wall lamp."
The room was shrouded in a dim warm yellow light. Su Miaomiao was anxiously waiting for the boy next to her to make a move, but Zheng Yifeng seemed to be asleep and was not coming over for a long time, which made her a little impatient.
In fact, Zheng Yifeng was thinking about a lot of messy things in his mind, and embarrassing changes had taken place in his body. Although it was normal, he still felt like a social death.
Su Miaomiao couldn't stand it anymore.
"What are you doing? Are you asleep?"
She moved over in the bed, her body carrying a scent of her original body odor mixed with the hotel's shower gel. Zheng Yifeng also turned sideways, but moved his lower body slightly away. He raised his hand and reached out to Su Miaomiao. Su Miaomiao grabbed his hand with a slightly red face, but the resistance in her hand was not strong.
Zheng Yifeng moved his face closer, Su Miaomiao looked into his eyes, and continued to push his chest, but still did not use any strength with her hands.
Seeing the two faces getting closer and closer, the 25-year-old woman immediately turned her head away. Her cheek, which was resting on the white pillow, seemed to be stained with an alluring blush, and she cried out in distress.
She covered her chest with the towel, groaned, and fluttered a little in the quilt. She looked at Zheng Yifeng with a pair of eyes and said coquettishly, "Why don't we turn off all the lights..."
"It's already dark."
"No, it's too bright..."
Zheng Yifeng had no choice but to turn off the lights again.
The two bath towels were quickly kicked out from under the quilt to the end of the bed by the two men, until they fell to the ground.
Su Miaomiao's laughter continued to be heard from the bed, and there were shouts of "no, no, no" mixed in with her screams. Half of Zheng Yifeng's body was almost kicked out of the quilt by Su Miaomiao's calf.
Five minutes later, the bedside lamp came on again. Zheng Yifeng picked up the box on the bedside table and sat up. About ten minutes later, Zheng Yifeng lay on the edge of the bed with some doubts about his life, his forehead covered with sweat.
Things didn't turn out at all as he had imagined.
Su Miaomiao next to her huddled in the quilt with a depressed look on her face, but she could feel that Zheng Yifeng seemed even more depressed than her.
"Did Zhong Jincheng have a smooth first time? How did he do it?" Zheng Yifeng turned his head, unable to figure it out.
"It's impossible for him to share his difficult situations with you..." Su Miaomiao retorted.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she immediately sat up, covering her head with the quilt, and asked, "Do you guys share this kind of thing with each other?!"
"No, no! Zhong Jincheng never said that. I just... thought that everything would go smoothly for him." Zheng Yifeng explained quickly.
“…”
The room fell silent again. Zheng Yifeng stood up again, not wanting to give up: "I want to try again. Just don't move."
Su Miaomiao immediately covered herself tightly with the quilt and said with a sad face, "Forget it tonight, you're hurting me so much..."
Zheng Yifeng sighed and nodded: "Okay, let's go to bed first."
They both laid on opposite sides of the bed and sighed in sync again.
Zheng Yifeng raised his hand to turn off the light.
In the darkness, it was obvious that neither of them had fallen asleep. Zheng Yifeng suddenly said quietly, "...Is this situation common? Or maybe it's just me who can't do it..."
He didn't understand and even began to doubt himself.
If it were as described in "Mr. President, Be Gentle", the protagonist's first time would last two hours.
Compared to the male lead, he is simply trash.
If Lu Yuanqiu and Zhong Jincheng knew about this, they would probably laugh at me for a long time.
Su Miaomiao responded: "How should I know? This is my first time too... Maybe you are too considerate of my feelings. Next time, knock me out."
Thinking of how Su Miaomiao was struggling like a pig about to be slaughtered, Zheng Yifeng closed his eyes tiredly.
At this moment, she came up to him at an inappropriate time, patted his chest and said comfortingly: "Why are you sighing? Cheer up, young man!"
Zheng Yifeng's face was blank: "Of course you don't care, because women can't stand being scolded... Go to sleep."
He turned over with his back to Su Miaomiao and slept on his side.
Su Miaomiao burst out laughing behind her.
…
The next day, Sunday.
"Where did you go last night? I heard from Liang Jingfeng that you didn't come back all night."
In the Xia Yiwan Noodles shop, Lu Yuanqiu, who was sitting at the table, said something that caused Zheng Yifeng to cough violently while drinking water.
Su Miaomiao, who was standing next to him, immediately patted Zheng Yifeng on the back, looking a little unnatural. Bai Qingxia considerately took out a tissue and handed it to him.
Su Miaomiao explained with a smile: "We... drank at my parents' house, and Zheng Yifeng was drunk and unconscious, so he stayed at my parents' place and slept."
Lu Yuanqiu was a little surprised: "Drunk and unconscious? How much did you drink?"
When it comes to drinking, Bai Qingxia raised his fingers and rubbed one of his eyes, not wanting to get involved in the topic.
Su Miaomiao: "He didn't drink much. There's nothing I can do. He can't do it."
Zheng Yifeng's face froze.
(End of this chapter)
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