Love
Zhou Ji'an grabbed his waist, stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek, and asked worriedly, "Won't someone see us?"
"Hmm?" Deng Yi chuckled mischievously and pulled her up a little higher.
Zhou Ji'an, who was busy, did not notice Deng Yi's expression and continued, "Aren't there two aunties at home? There's still a chance they might be secretly photographed."
"Want to do it in the swimming pool?" Deng Yi rubbed his fingertips against the side of her neck, unable to contain his smile.
"Of course not," Zhou Ji'an denied loudly, but nestled softly into his arms.
Deng Yi reached out and helped her put on her swimsuit, laughing, "I didn't plan on that either."
He was laughing so hard his eyes were wrinkled!
Zhou Ji'an then realized that he was teasing her again, and she bit his chest muscle in anger.
By sheer coincidence, I bit him on the left side...
Deng Yi gasped, then said patiently, "We'll bite after we've played around."
Zhou Ji'an let go and angrily punched his back.
Zhou Ji'an was so overwhelmed by the kneading that he almost burst into a frenzy of pleasure. Suddenly, his eyes cleared, and he looked straight at Deng Yi, who was kneeling on one knee by the bed.
Will their unpleasant past truly vanish like smoke from now on?
There shouldn't be any more misunderstandings between them, right?
"Would you like me to change into my swimsuit?" Deng Yi stroked her slightly flushed cheeks. "It's only fair."
Zhou Ji'an nodded and immediately stood up, but her legs suddenly went weak, and Deng Yi pulled her into his arms again. She heard him tease her, "All those years of exercise have been for nothing."
Zhou Ji'an himself thought so too; how could he have completely lost his strength after being teased a few times?
But then she thought for a moment and said defiantly, "If you make me treat you like this, you won't have any strength left either."
Deng Yi's eyes blazed with fire, but his tone remained calm: "I'm looking forward to it."
He's completely unstoppable.
Zhou Ji'an said defiantly, "I'm not letting you wear a swimsuit."
After saying that, she swung her legs, which looked as if they had just been fitted with a new brace, and left the bedroom.
She still covered her ears as she left because Deng Yi's laughter was too loud.
Zhou Ji'an had been swimming for quite a while when Deng Yi finally arrived at the poolside.
"Aren't you going to swim?" Zhou Ji'an asked, lifting his head from the water and adjusting his swimming goggles.
Sure enough, Deng Yi sat on a chair by the pool, watching her leisurely.
No wonder she felt something was wrong while swimming.
"I'll watch for a while."
"Aren't you cold?"
This person's behavior is sometimes really strange.
Deng Yi: "It's alright, because I can see you."
Zhou Ji'an, who had been swimming for seven years, choked on some water and coughed when Deng Yi jumped into the pool.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ji'an was in his arms again.
The two of them were almost as big as two magnets.
Although neither of them intended to do anything in the pool, anyone who sees or takes this picture of them would definitely think they're having pool play.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ji'an put on his swimming goggles, pushed Deng Yi aside, and swam forward as fast as he could.
Deng Yi laughed so hard he rubbed his forehead, then put on his swimming goggles and followed.
The pool water temperature was just right, and Zhou Ji'an swam smoothly. In addition, he was afraid that Deng Yi would grab his feet or legs, so he swam with extra effort.
When I was almost completely exhausted, I looked at my watch and realized I had been swimming for almost an hour and a half.
Zhou Ji'an immediately stopped, grabbed the ladder and climbed up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.
In the past, when she swam alone, she would stay in the pool for a few minutes after finishing to get used to her standing position before getting out of the water. But today, in her haste, she forgot.
"Is she low blood sugar?" Deng Yi asked with concern as he picked her up around the waist.
"No, I just swam too fast and my legs went weak." Zhou Ji'an felt embarrassed and struggled to say, "Put me down."
"Who told you to swim so fast?" Deng Yi said with a laugh.
Zhou Ji'an stared at him.
Deng Yi understood. "Oh, it was me who made you swim so fast."
His words seemed to have multiple layers of meaning. Zhou Ji'an thought about one or two layers, then stopped thinking about them.
She was too tired.
While showering, Deng Yi was surprisingly well-behaved. Zhou Ji'an would steal glances at him from time to time, always feeling that he was preparing something big.
But even after they changed their clothes and sat down at the table to replenish their energy, Deng Yi did not make any further intimate gestures.
Zhou Ji'an, munching on corn, asked smugly, "Are you exhausted? I told you you couldn't keep up with my stamina."
Deng Yi didn't refute, "Yeah, I'm really exhausted, I need to get some rest."
Zhou Ji'an raised an eyebrow proudly, took another bite of the banana, and pressed his advantage by asking, "Do you admit that you're not as physically strong as me?"
Deng Yi readily agreed: "I admit it."
Zhou Ji'an thought to himself that if he had a tail, it would probably be wagging its tail in the air by now.
After replenishing his energy, Zhou Ji'an, now back to normal, said in the tone of a seasoned veteran while clearing the table, "Swimming must be done gradually; you can't start swimming too fast or for too long right away."
After hearing Deng Yi's clear and serious "I remember," she added, "Swimming is different from strength training. Strength training emphasizes explosive power, while swimming emphasizes endurance."
Deng Yi: "You're right."
Zhou Ji'an became increasingly smug: "So your stamina is lacking."
"Want to test my endurance?" Deng Yi asked casually as he closed the kitchen door.
"Huh?" Zhou Ji'an turned around and looked at him strangely. "Didn't you say you were exhausted?"
There was something wrong with his eyes.
Zhou Ji'an realized that what she had just said was ambiguous, and stammered, "I...I...that's not what I meant."
"What do you mean?" Deng Yi teased her slowly. "I was just asking casually, I didn't mean anything else."
Zhou Ji'an was angry but helpless, so she had to find another excuse to get away from him, "I have to go study."
"What should I study?" Deng Yi asked, catching up with her and putting his arm around her shoulder.
Learn German.
Zhou Ji'an almost gave the truth directly.
Zhou Ji'an has been learning German for years.
She started preparing to study in Germany during her sophomore year, but her parents spent all her savings, forcing her to give up her dream.
Later, her work got on track, and her income became more and more substantial each year, accumulating enough funds to support her studies in Germany. However, she couldn't bring herself to give up her job, nor could she bring herself to stay away from Deng Yi, so she put it aside again.
When she decided to agree to Deng Yi's proposal for a sham marriage, she restarted her plans to study in Germany.
She saw studying abroad as a fallback option for her sham marriage with Deng Yi.
She thought that if Deng Yi didn't bring up divorce, she would have gotten what she wanted. If Deng Yi did bring up divorce, she could take the money that Deng Yi had let slip through his fingers and run away, putting an end to Deng Yi and their past.
Therefore, she cannot let Deng Yi know about her plan at this time.
After all, it's only just begun, and no one can predict the ending.
"Learn some languages, humanities subjects, to refresh your mind."
What language should I learn?
"I'll learn a little bit of every language, just to kill time anyway."
"Really? I thought you were going to learn English."
Zhou Ji'an didn't understand his thinking. "Why do you think that?"
Deng Yi picked up the book and called out, "Come over to the sofa."
About two meters from the large floor-to-ceiling window in the study, there is a light brown sofa that can accommodate two adults lying down.
Sigh, how can you study properly on a sofa, especially when there are two adults whose minds seem to be full of lewd nonsense?
"I'll sit here." Zhou Ji'an declined his offer and prepared to turn on his tablet and put on his headphones.
"If you don't come over, I won't give you any rest time," Deng Yi threatened.
She said he must also be full of dirty thoughts.
Zhou Ji'an suspected that she would not be able to complete her study tasks at all today.
"You didn't answer my question again." Zhou Ji'an changed the subject, trying to dilute the lewd thoughts in their minds.
Deng Yi leaned back on the sofa and said, "Come here and I'll answer you."
Zhou Ji'an snorted in dissatisfaction, but still gave in and sat down next to him.
Since he would pull her closer anyway if she sat at either end of the sofa, she might as well just sit next to him.
"Answer me." Zhou Ji'an locked the tablet screen.
"English is one of the official languages of the United States," Deng Yi said indifferently, flipping through the book.
What is this answer?
Zhou Ji'an was completely confused. "I know that English is one of the official languages of the United States."
“The United States is the country where Xu Zhiyan studied.” Deng Yi’s throat tightened, and he finally brought his question to the surface. “I thought you would go to the country where he studied, or go to study with him.”
“Sigh, how could I possibly go to America? It’s ridiculously expensive.” Zhou Ji’an didn’t think much of it. “Xu Zhiyan went to America because his family is very rich. Wei Jinglin said he’s a second-generation factory owner from Yiwu.”
Deng Yi's suspicions, which had been aroused by Wei Jinglin's words, almost completely dissipated.
If the person in front of her really had something going on with Xu Zhiyan, she wouldn't be able to be so open and natural, whether at lunch or now.
“I thought you would ask a friend for advice.” Deng Yi’s gaze fell on her left ring finger. Her index finger, which had been pressing the page of the book, touched the ring and made the decision to completely dispel any suspicion. “Have you ever made any gifts for Xu Zhiyan, but didn’t give them to him because you lacked the opportunity?”
Zhou Ji'an was certain that no one in the world, except herself, knew about the selfishness she had once harbored, so she was no longer afraid and said directly, "Why should I give him a gift? He has everything."
Deng Yi: "I have everything, so why are you giving me a gift?"
This was the first time Deng Yi had said he had everything, even though he never thought he had everything, and even though everyone else thought he did.
“Because you always give me gifts.” In almost a second, Zhou Ji’an remembered Deng Yi’s reaction to her once saying, “You have everything,” and twisted her body to say, “I don’t think you have everything anymore.”
"Why?" Deng Yi paused, then tightened his grip on her hand. "Because I'm still not liked?"
How could he still not be liked? He is now liked by countless people, even if the kind of liking he doesn't want.
But Zhou Ji'an, an ordinary person, simply couldn't understand his mentality, so she really wanted to scold him for being pretentious.
She snorted coldly, ready to tell him he was "so pretentious" and catch him off guard, but he instead threw out a question as sharp as a shot put.
"Because you don't love me?"
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