Chapter 148 Xiao Jiu, you didn't kiss like this before.
Sun Jin turned her head and glanced at the girl who seemed to be lost in thought.
She thought to herself, "Xiao Jiu's ex-boyfriend is really something else."
Wen Jiu was also thinking about Zhou Yanchuan at this moment, thinking about the words he had whispered in her ear before they left the private room.
"It's my turn."
She was momentarily stunned by the question and asked him, "What?"
She had barely finished asking when she realized he was referring to the condition she had just mentioned. A hint of unease crossed her face, and she said softly, "Can we go back?"
Zhou Yanchuan glanced at her, then casually looked away and said, "Mm."
Thinking of all this, Wen Jiu clenched her hands, feeling inexplicably at a loss.
She could sense that Zhou Yanchuan hadn't let go of her, but she didn't know whether the reason he hadn't let go was more due to liking or hating.
As Wen Jiu gazed at the scenery rushing past the window, a bittersweet feeling welled up inside her.
When I said those harsh words, I never thought I could take them back. I said those words with the intention of never seeing them again, but now I've inexplicably run into them again.
*
Ten minutes before the end of the workday, Wen Jiu's phone vibrated.
zyc: "Your things have been moved to the villa. Lu Nian will pick you up later and we'll go straight back to Yujing."
She tapped the screen as if she wanted to ask you something, but then thought it inappropriate and ultimately just replied, "Okay."
Zhou Yanchuan looked at the message that popped up on his phone screen and twitched his lips.
Upon arriving at the villa, before Wen Jiu even stepped inside, she heard screams coming from the courtyard.
"Over there!"
"Ahhhhh, Aunt Lin, it's coming!"
...
Wen Jiu got out of the car and, seeing Xiao Huang chasing people all over the yard, hurriedly scolded, "Xiao Huang!"
Upon hearing her voice, the guy who was practically jumping into the fountain a second ago immediately scurried over to her.
Wen Jiu reached out and tugged at its ear: "You're scaring me again."
She scolded the girl, then apologized to her standing on the fountain: "I'm sorry, it will deliberately chase after anyone it senses that it's afraid of it."
"It's alright, it's alright."
Xiaoxiao was flattered by the girl's gentleness and quickly shook her head. Realizing that she had lost her composure, she hurriedly jumped off the fountain, straightened her clothes, and bowed slightly: "Hello, Miss Wen."
Wen Jiu said softly, "Hello."
Aunt Lin and another girl came over to greet her as she entered. One of them helped her carry her bag, while the other bent down and took out a pair of rabbit fur slippers from the shoe cabinet as soon as she entered, and squatted down at her feet to help her change.
Wen Jiu wasn't quite used to it, so she squatted down as well: "I can do it myself."
"Miss Wen, you're too kind. The master has already given instructions."
What did he confess?
"They instructed us to take meticulous care of you."
Wen Jiu was slightly taken aback when he heard the woman say this.
Do you take good care of her?
*
Zhou Yanchuan returned two hours later. When he opened the door, there was not a sound in the living room.
Seeing this, Aunt Lin tiptoed over to him and lowered her voice: "Miss Wen is asleep on the sofa."
He paused in taking off his coat: "Why didn't you let her go to the bedroom?"
She said she would look at some documents in the living room for a while and then go in later.
Zhou Yanchuan let the woman take his coat, changed his shoes, and walked towards the sofa.
Several sheets of A4 paper lay on the carpet. The girl on the sofa wore a black knit sweater and dark trousers, revealing a small patch of fair and delicate skin at her waist. Her arms were curled up, and she was leaning on the sofa armrest, seemingly sleeping restlessly, her thin eyebrows tightly furrowed.
Zhou Yanchuan squatted down beside her and raised his hand.
Wen Jiu sensed someone touching her. The fear of separation in her dream was replaced, and she trembled slightly before finally opening her eyes.
For a moment, when I met those deep eyes, I thought I was still dreaming.
"Zhou Yanchuan?" she called out tentatively.
Zhou Yanchuan's expression changed slightly: "Hmm."
"You're back?"
He nodded, realizing he couldn't watch any longer, and stood up from beside her legs.
Looking at the person in front of her, Wen Jiu's mind gradually cleared, and she slowly sat up straight.
"Why don't you go to the bedroom?" he asked.
She rubbed her arm, which had gone numb from being pressed down, and whispered, "I was thinking of looking at some documents outside for a while."
Upon hearing this, Wen Jiu tilted her head and glanced at the room: "Aunt Lin said I slept in the same room as last time, is that right?"
Zhou Yanchuan nodded: "Mm."
"Then I'm going to sleep now."
This time he didn't speak, he just stared at her.
Upon seeing this, Wen Jiu suddenly remembered something and stopped in her tracks.
He looked at her calmly, paused for a few seconds, and said, "Looks like you've remembered."
Wen Jiu pursed her lips.
“I thought they were going to renege on their debt,” he added.
The other people in the living room had already wisely retreated when he came toward the sofa.
It was eerily quiet all around.
Their eyes met, and Wen Jiu slowly walked towards him.
Wen Jiu walked over but didn't move immediately. Instead, she stood there with some confusion, thought for a few seconds, and then asked, "Don't you hate it?"
Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyes: "What do you hate?"
"kiss."
Why hate?
"because……"
When Wen Jiu said those words back then, she never thought of taking them back. At that time, she said them with the intention of never seeing them again.
After saying such hurtful things, how could he not blame her? And how could he still like her as before?
But if you don't like it, why do something so contradictory?
Or perhaps he hates her and has become obsessed with her.
Wen Jiu clenched her fingers, fell silent again, and after a long while, suddenly asked, "Zhou Yanchuan, haven't you gone over yet?"
Zhou Yanchuan gave a self-deprecating twitch, his question truly blunt.
He didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you think I can get there? And Xiao Jiu—"
Have you gone there yet?
Wen Jiu didn't reply with words, but instead took a step forward.
When the two shadows on the wall drew close, the girl stood on tiptoe.
The moment their lips touched, both of them inevitably trembled.
A brief, innocent, yet exceptionally tender and pure kiss.
Watching the people retreat, Zhou Yanchuan raised his eyes, a hint of his usual mockery in them: "All done?"
For some reason, she felt inexplicably guilty under his gaze, but still nodded: "Mm."
Zhou Yanchuan remained silent.
Just as Wen Jiu thought everything was alright and was about to leave, she suddenly heard a sound in her ear.
"Xiao Jiu, you didn't kiss like this before."
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