In the dim light, Zhou Yang's long legs in black stockings were not clearly visible, but her alluring pose was extremely seductive.
Especially that undisguised "You damn monkey, come here!" struck Chu Yang's heart like a thunderbolt, causing him to lose all reason.
Ignoring her intentions, he reached out and grabbed her foot.
The feel of the black stockings is unparalleled, and you can feel it as you move upwards.
Pinch off a small amount, pull it up high, and then release it.
Snap!
The sound was clearly audible in the silence.
With a soft hum from Zhou Yang, Chu Yang used both hands.
Then, with a tearing sound, a section of black silk was ripped open.
There's no visual impact from tearing the fibers, but there's the satisfaction of the tearing process itself.
Of course, this is just a small satisfaction in the prelude.
He immediately stopped dawdling and pressed himself onto the bed.
Two hours later...
Zhou Yang lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh.
Chu Yang bent down, brushed aside the sweat-dampened hair from her forehead, and said softly, "Are you tired?"
"...Um, I'm out of energy," Zhou Yang said weakly.
So Chu Yang didn't touch her anymore and lay down next to her.
Zhou Yang rolled over and lay on his chest.
He just lay there quietly, without saying a word.
After a long while, she noticed something and exclaimed in surprise, "You actually..."
Chu Yang said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do, their strength is just too great."
Zhou Yang's tone was strange: "No wonder you... Never mind, just this once."
Chu Yang was stunned. What did that mean...? (ˊДˋ°)！
A dozen minutes later.
Zhou Yang silently got up and went to the bathroom, after which the sound of rinsing her mouth could be heard.
Chu Yang slowly let out a sigh of relief.
After a while, she came back and lay down again.
Then she reached out and gently stroked Chu Yang's face. Her movements were very gentle, her hand trembling slightly, as she carefully stroked every part of his face.
Chu Yang felt it was time to make things clear to her.
"Sister Zhou Yang..."
"You can leave now."
"ah?"
I said, "You can leave now."
"What do you mean? Are you trying to kick me out again?"
Chu Yang was completely dumbfounded. Last time, the guy didn't even acknowledge him before he'd even finished getting ready, and now he's doing it again?
You're addicted to this, aren't you? Don't I have any dignity?!
Just as I was about to say something to turn the tide, she suddenly shoved me hard, and I almost rolled off the bed.
“Let’s go!” she practically shouted.
"Holy crap, you're serious?!" Chu Yang said, both amused and exasperated, slowly beginning, "Sister Zhou Yang, actually I..."
"Don't say anything!" She buried her head in the blanket and mumbled, "Hurry up and leave!"
"Aren't you going to pay for the trip this time?" Chu Yang joked.
Seeing that she didn't respond, he had no choice but to put on his pants and clothes.
Looking back, I could vaguely see her body trembling, as if she were sobbing.
He sighed softly and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I know you recognized me."
Zhou Yang paused, then pulled the blanket tighter around her, seemingly not wanting to listen at all.
"Although you haven't turned on the lights and can't see my face, my voice is genuine and I'm using my own voice."
“Sister Zhou Yang, I am Chu Yang, and I am also the most famous monkey in the whole mountain. I can’t lie to you anymore.”
"You must have been having a very difficult time lately. I'm so sorry."
"I'm not leaving tonight. I'll stay here and take responsibility for everything I've done to you."
Zhou Yang slowly loosened her grip on the blanket, but still did not look up.
She murmured, "I don't know what you're talking about. I like red-rumped monkeys. Since you're Chu Yang, what are you doing here?"
Chu Yang said earnestly, "I already said I would take responsibility."
"What will you offer to take responsibility?" Zhou Yang suddenly raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears in the dim light, and demanded loudly, "Your scumbag heart that holds Shen Li and Li Qingshu? I don't care!"
Chu Yang was speechless for a moment.
Indeed, being a good man isn't so easy.
While it's true that one shouldn't let down every woman who loves him, the prerequisite is that the woman is willing.
Zhou Yang was clearly unhappy.
He said something else, and slowly stood up.
"In that case, I'll be going."
He then walked out of the room.
Then I went to the door, opened it, and then closed it again.
The person was actually still in the room, then quietly walked to the sofa and lay down.
Zhou Yang, who was in the room, thought she was really gone and started to cry loudly.
While crying, she kept cursing: "You damn monkey, you stinky monkey, why did you lie to me! Why did you lie to me, waah... I hate you! I hate you! You scumbag!..."
This made Chu Yang cry so much that he felt like a sinner.
I sighed inwardly, what a tragedy.
Strangely, Zhou Yang didn't mention his name at all. Was it because he felt better cursing the monkey to death?
Fine, anyway, she's cursing a dead monkey, what does it have to do with me, Chu Yang?
Gradually, Zhou Yang's voice weakened, and after a while it became completely quiet, presumably because he had fallen asleep.
After all, we had just spent more than two hours on it.
Chu Yang got up and went to the bedroom, where he saw her lying there without any clothes on.
The silhouette, the figure—it's simply exquisite.
Afraid she would catch a cold, I covered her with a sheet and then quietly lay down next to her.
He was also exhausted.
She soon fell into a deep sleep.
Little did he know that Zhou Yang had opened her eyes and was looking at him with tears in her eyes, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
After a long while, he let out a soft sigh.
"Chu Yang..."
Then she moved closer to him, pressed herself against his body, and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning.
When Chu Yang woke up, he found that Zhou Yang was no longer there.
I got up and went out of the room, and saw her in the kitchen.
Wearing only a white T-shirt, the hem of which covered her buttocks, her straight and slender legs were exceptionally alluring.
It looks like they're not wearing pants.
Then he turned around and came out of the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in his hand!
Chu Yang took a step back, looking terrified, and said, "Sister Zhou Yang, I know what I did was wrong. I hurt you and hurt you physically, but it doesn't have to be a knife, does it? Calm down, put the knife down, and let's talk this out!"
Zhou Yang was slightly taken aback, looked at the knife in his hand, and then tossed his head: "Crazy!"
Chu Yang watched as she opened the refrigerator, took out a cucumber, and blinked, "I thought you were going to kill me."
Zhou Yang ignored him and went into the kitchen to start cutting cucumbers.
Or perhaps chopping would be a more accurate description; it was like chopping dragon bones, and the clanging sound sent chills down Chu Yang's spine.
He only felt a little relieved when he arrived at the restroom and saw the towel and toothbrush Zhou Yang had prepared for him.
After washing up, I came out and saw breakfast laid out on the table.
"Thanks, that's so thoughtful." Chu Yang sat down with a smile.
Zhou Yang sat down opposite him, her expression still cold, not even glancing at him, just eating her breakfast with her head down.
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