In every sense, it was Fang Anyu’s first time, her first time ever, an unexpected first time. But people are born to enjoy happiness. Although last night was surprising and unexpected, strictly speaking, the experience wasn’t bad.
But no one ever asked Fang Anyu how he felt, so he didn’t know what his feelings should be considered and had no way to answer Jun Yueyue.
Before the two went downstairs to eat, Jun Yueyue took the notebook from Fang Anyu’s hand and wrote down: “If you can’t remember, think about it slowly. We’ll get divorced soon, after we’ve met my grandfather and come back.”
Jun Yueyue handed the notebook to Fang Anyu and went downstairs to have dinner first. After a while, the maid urged Fang Anyu again before he finally took the notebook and went downstairs.
The four of them sat quietly at the table and ate, with Fang Anyan constantly looking in Fang Anyu’s direction throughout the meal.
Fang Anyu kept his head down, looking at the small notebook in his palm under the table. There was only a bowl of porridge in front of him, which he barely touched, looking absent-minded.
Fang Anyan finally couldn’t help but walk over to Fang Anyu’s side, saw the small notebook in his hand, and read the words on it. After flipping through the front pages, he immediately glared at Jun Yueyue—”Why are you telling my brother these things?!” Fang Anyan’s tone was very unpleasant.
Jun Yueyue paused in her eating, looking at Fang Anyan as if he were an idiot. “This is between your brother and me. If I don’t tell him, am I supposed to tell you?”
”What do you take my brother for? What do you want to give him? What can you give him?”
Fang Anyan launched into a barrage of three questions: “You learned this from your bunch of cronies, didn’t you? But my brother isn’t one of those cronies’ mistresses. Don’t use this trick on him!”
Fang Anyan said, “The Fang family does need financial assistance right now, but you signed an agreement when you married my brother. The two families have a cooperative relationship, so don’t go too far!”
Jun Yueyue put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, turned to Fang Anyan and asked, “What do you take your brother for? A two-year-old?”
”Do you think he doesn’t understand any of this?” Jun Yueyue asked seriously.
Fang Anyan was taken aback, opened his mouth, but couldn’t say anything.
The two stared at each other like fighting cocks, creating a tense atmosphere. Jun Yu, who was sitting opposite them and was usually quiet, couldn’t help but put down her chopsticks and whispered, “Sister, Brother An Yan, please stop arguing.”
This was the first time Jun Yueyue had heard the female lead speak. As expected of the female lead, her voice was surprisingly pleasant. When reading the novel, although it was a melodramatic story, Jun Yueyue liked the characters of the male and female leads. After transmigrating, the male lead’s character completely collapsed, making him annoying to the point of wanting to fight. However, the female lead had not lost her favor. So when Jun Yueyue heard Jun Yu, who had been sitting like a background character, speak, she turned her head almost instantly.
Junyu regretted her words immediately afterward, because her older sister always found fault with her and never spoke to her in a kind tone. Her actions were tantamount to humiliating herself.
However, she didn’t expect that Jun Yueyue would just look at her gently for a moment, then nod and say, “Okay, no more arguing.” The female lead really is a naive girl; her slightly panicked eyes are quite similar to those described in the book.
Jun Yu was stunned. After a moment, she lowered her head and took a sip of soup, but choked under Jun Yueyue’s strange gaze. The sound of her choking was soft and delicate, quite pleasant to hear.
Jun Yueyue smiled. The original owner of this body had almost never smiled at Jun Yu, leaving Jun Yu somewhat dumbfounded.
At this moment, Fang Anyu snatched the notebook back from Fang Anyan’s hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and frowned slightly as he looked at Fang Anyan.
Fang Anyan pursed his lips and sat back down in his chair.
So the two balloons that were about to burst deflated silently, and each sat down to eat.
After a harmonious meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest early. Jun Yueyue had washed up before eating, simply washing her hands before going into the bedroom to play on her phone. She hadn’t touched one in years. Many things in this world were different from the pre-apocalyptic civilization she lived in, but most things were roughly the same, such as games!
Jun Yueyue downloaded a racing game similar to the ones she used to play, and played many rounds in one go while lying on her bed, blocking all the calls that interrupted her. She had an incredibly fun time.
As she was getting ready for bed, Jun Yueyue realized that Fang Anyu hadn’t returned yet. She walked around the living room, instinctively wanting to call out, but only moved her lips before remembering that Fang Anyu couldn’t hear her. However, just as she reached the sofa, she suddenly stopped—she remembered!
Then Jun Yueyue turned and walked towards the corner of the balcony, opening a small door next to the balcony.
This is a storage room. Don’t ask why there would be a storage room on the balcony of such a luxurious villa. Jun Yueyue was also very puzzled when she saw it. But that’s how the author wrote it. Let’s just assume that rich people have this kind of quirk.
Fang Anyu was indeed lying on the floor of the storage room, wrapped up in a blanket. The storage room was filled with flowers, and when the door was opened, there was a damp smell and the earthy smell of green plants.
The story describes this scene: Fang Anyu’s clothes and belongings appear to be in the master bedroom, but he is actually forced to sleep in the storage room every night. He doesn’t tell Fang Anyan about this, so the original owner becomes even more unscrupulous. Once, when Fang Anyan was away on a business trip, she locked Fang Anyu in the storage room for two whole days.
When Fang Anyan returned, the original owner secretly tried to release him and pretend nothing had happened, but Fang Anyu fainted in the storage room.
That was also the time when the male protagonist completely lost his temper. After being severely scolded, the original owner of the body harbored a grudge against Fang Anyu. From then on, she treated Fang Anyu worse and worse, often secretly making things difficult for him and tormenting him. Later, she even hit him…
When Jun Yueyue was reading the book, she gritted her teeth at the vicious female supporting character and wished she could punch her in the head. But now she herself had transmigrated into the vicious female supporting character… Seeing Fang Anyu, who was pitifully huddled on the ground like a worm, Jun Yueyue felt very strange.
She walked over to Fang Anyu’s side and patted the person sleeping on the ground. Fang Anyu crawled out from under the covers and looked at Jun Yueyue through his messy curly hair. After a moment of surprise, he looked somewhat astonished.
On the night of their wedding, the woman made it clear to him that she would never share a bed with him, kicked him out to sleep in the storage room, forbade him to put his flowers on the balcony, and threatened him that if he told Fang Anyan, she would make the Jun family withdraw their investment.
Fang Anyu was unaware that the two families had signed an agreement before the marriage; he only knew that he was marrying this woman for money.
He didn’t dare tell Fang Anyan, so he stayed in the storage room the whole time. The only night he slept in bed was last night, but last night…
Jun Yueyue reached out her hand to him, interrupting Fang Anyu’s reverie. Fang Anyu fiddled with the blanket for a while before handing her the notebook.
—Get up and go back to your bedroom to sleep.
Fang Anyu took the notebook and glanced at it. He held a pen in his hand and tried to write something several times, but in the end he didn’t write anything. His expression showed a kind of troubled look.
Jun Yueyue waited for a full two minutes, then grew impatient and patted him on the shoulder again.
Fang Anyu then quickly wrote down – “Could you be a little gentler?”
Jun Yueyue frowned as she took the notebook and stared at the words for a long time. She felt that she had been infected by Fang Anyu and couldn’t understand what was written on it.
Fang Anyu slowly bit his lip, watching Jun Yueyue’s reaction, took the notebook back, got up, rolled up the quilt, and followed behind Jun Yueyue.
The two walked back to their room from the balcony, and it wasn’t until they were in the living room that Jun Yueyue finally realized what Fang Anyu meant.
Jun Yueyue chuckled, grabbed the blanket Fang Anyu was holding, threw it on the sofa, snatched his notebook, and decided to tease him.
—Why should it be gentler?
Fang Anyu took the notebook, glanced at it, and waited for about 30 seconds before he wrote a sentence.
Jun Yueyue snatched it away, and after taking a quick look, she burst into laughter.
Fang Anyu wrote: “My stomach still hurts a little.”
Why does it hurt? There are only a few reasons: the impact was too severe, the number of times was too high, or the pressure was too great when sitting on top.
There was nothing funny about it, but Jun Yueyue just couldn’t stop laughing. It took her a while to finally stop by grabbing Fang Anyu’s arm. Then she took the notebook, suppressed her laughter, and wrote again: “If I really have to use a lot of force, just to make you hurt, will you tell Fang Anyan?”
Fang Anyu took the notebook, looked at it for a while, slowly bit his lip, and then looked up at Jun Yueyue with a very troubled expression before writing—No.
Jun Yueyue couldn’t help but laugh again. It was such a novel feeling to be seriously discussing with someone how to bully him.
Fang Anyu’s serious and humiliating demeanor actually stirred something in Jun Yueyue, who particularly wanted to soberly relive last night and see what Fang Anyu looked like when he bit his lip and was thoroughly bullied.
Jun Yueyue pulled Fang Anyu into the bedroom, deliberately grabbed his hand and flung him onto the bed, then wrapped her arms around Fang Anyu’s neck and sat on his lap.
Fang Anyu’s expression was hilarious, especially like Jun Yueyue in the very early days after the apocalypse. When she was hunting, the small animals she caught would fall into her traps and, despite being terrified, would squeal and try to intimidate and resist her as soon as she got close.
Fang Anyu didn’t make any noise, but his expression conveyed the meaning of “squeaking and yelling”.
Jun Yueyue hadn’t been made this happy by anything or anyone in a long time, and she hadn’t stopped laughing all night.
She wrapped her arms around Fang Anyu’s neck, met his clear, bright eyes like a zombie crystal core, and slowly moved closer to his pale lips.
Jun Yueyue: He’s a little charming.