Fang Xihe stomped her feet and bumped into the wall while showering.
She really couldn’t face Shang Chenzhou.
And… would they be sleeping together soon?
What should she do? She was nervous.
She stayed in the bathroom for a long time, until Shang Chenzhou came and knocked on the door.
“Xihe, are you okay?”
Fang Xihe, feeling guilty, shouted, “I’m fine! I’m coming out!”
She dawdled her way out, her face flushed pink from the steam.
Shang Chenzhou stared at her, frozen for a long moment.
Fang Xihe knew exactly what that look meant.
So… tonight wasn’t going to happen, right?
Alright, she would just catch up on some practice, try to get a feel for it.
Seeing Shang Chenzhou still staring, she glared at him.
“Your turn to shower.”
Shang Chenzhou came back to his senses and coughed awkwardly.
He went into the bathroom, and after a short while, came out holding a hairdryer, handing it to Fang Xihe.
Only then did he take the clothes into the shower.
The bathroom smelled strongly of cherry blossom body wash Fang Xihe’s.
She had brought it from the shared apartment, and he had placed it there for her.
Shang Chenzhou stood in the bathroom, naked, his Adam’s apple tight, a rush of heat surging through him.
He lowered the water temperature slightly.
Fang Xihe dried her hair and hung up her freshly washed intimates.
No way was she letting Shang Chenzhou touch her things again.
March in Jiangcheng was very cold.
The wind stung her face.
After hanging the clothes, she quickly shut the sliding door.
The small apartment had no separate bedroom; the bed was in the living room, a small sofa beside it, and a slightly undersized dining table a bit further away, everything compact.
The air conditioning was on inside, so it wasn’t cold.
Fang Xihe crawled into bed, burying her head in the blanket, sneakily searching for a short video on her phone.
Suddenly, her phone blared “Ahhh!” loudly, making her panic and fumble to lower the volume.
Her heart pounded.
She muted the phone and only watched the screen.
Her nails were nearly bitten through.
Is this even allowed?
Wow! And that move!
The woman on screen looked in pain…
And it lasted so long!
She was so focused she didn’t notice Shang Chenzhou coming out.
Suddenly, a bright light from above.
Fang Xihe quickly hid the phone under her butt.
Shang Chenzhou squinted.
“What are you looking at, so guilty?”
“N-nothing!”
“Really? Let me see.”
“No!”
Fang Xihe protected her phone with all her strength.
Shang Chenzhou was just teasing her he smiled, wiped his hair, and turned away.
Fang Xihe let out a long breath.
Scared her to death!
She retrieved her phone, quickly closed the video.
Good thing it was muted otherwise she would have wanted to bury herself somewhere.
She gave herself a lot of mental pep talk.
After all, she hadn’t experienced this before. With Shang Chenzhou being legal, it might be worth trying.
And he was so handsome she wasn’t losing out.
Shang Chenzhou was clean, a virgin, definitely no random diseases.
Fang Xihe’s thoughts were a mess when she felt the bed sink beside her.
She didn’t dare turn her head.
Shang Chenzhou: “Sleeping now?”
Fang Xihe trembled, “Y-yes.”
“Turn off the light.”
Shang Chenzhou reached over and switched off the light, lying back down.
In the darkness, their breaths mingled, and Fang Xihe’s heart raced.
The atmosphere was intimate.
Her heart pounded like a drum.
She pressed it down with her hand.
Come on, don’t beat so fast!
He could probably hear it.
Unable to bear it, she decided to get it over with quickly.
She flipped over and straddled Shang Chenzhou.
He froze, eyes dark, hands clenched on the bed.
“Xihe…”
Before he finished, a scent hit him, lips pressed soft and fragrant, long hair falling over his face.
Fang Xihe was just pressing against his mouth.
She couldn’t do what the video showed sticking out her tongue.
What was next again…?
Before she could think, the world spun.
She let out a startled cry, her mouth sealed.
This time, it wasn’t just lips touching.
It was a real kiss.
Hot, intense, dominating, lingering.
Fang Xihe was dumbfounded.
Shang Chenzhou probably had little experience too he bumped her lips multiple times, making her tear up.
She resisted the weight on her body.
“Shang Chenzhou, stop kissing, let’s start.”
Shang Chenzhou paused, his eyes black and bright like a wolf’s in the dark.
“No protection at home.”
Fang Xihe: “…”
So… what were they messing around for?
Annoyed yet relieved.
After all that, nothing was being used.
She definitely didn’t want to get pregnant.
Their relationship was temporary she couldn’t risk a child.
Shang Chenzhou flipped over to the bathroom, calming the heat in his body.
He had rushed from the company in the afternoon, gone to the market to buy groceries, and had completely forgotten to prepare that thing.
A misstep.
He already felt guilty for hastily marrying Fang Xihe he couldn’t let her get pregnant now.
That would be irresponsible.
Knowing nothing would happen tonight, Fang Xihe relaxed.
Shang Chenzhou came out later; she had already fallen asleep.
He listened to her even breathing but couldn’t sleep.
Fang Xihe was woken by her phone alarm.
She turned it off and sat up, rubbing her eyes.
Shang Chenzhou came out of the bathroom, freshly washed, looking clean and handsome in a black shirt and pants.
Fang Xihe froze.
A fresh young man.
So tender!
He was only 22 years old.
Very young.
Shang Chenzhou: “It’s Saturday you can sleep a bit more.”
Fang Xihe was momentarily stunned.
“And you? Going out?”
Shang Chenzhou put on a black down jacket.
“I’m going to the company.”
“Breakfast is in the rice cooker. Eat more before sleeping.”
“And take the money.”
Fang Xihe: “No need, I still have money.”
It wasn’t to be polite with Shang Chenzhou.
Mainly because she knew he had no money and was very prideful.
No need later, when he was recognized by a top-tier wealthy family, he could give her a fortune.
Shang Chenzhou stood at the door, looking at her with deep eyes.
“If I married you, I can afford it.”
Fang Xihe was stunned.
“If you don’t take it, I’ll go get cash.”
“I’ll take it.”
Fang Xihe grabbed her phone and accepted the money.
Only then did Shang Chenzhou leave.
He was an entrepreneur no weekends or holidays. Only hard work led to success.
She remembered that in romance novels, before Shang Chenzhou was recognized by a top wealthy family, he had already achieved much his company was doing very well.
He was capable.
After washing up, she went to the kitchen for breakfast.
Shang Chenzhou had made a ham sandwich, which tasted good, with a glass of milk.
Before transmigrating into the book, she had lived alone. If she was hungry, she ordered takeout; if in a good mood, she would cook a bit herself.
Even in school, no one had cooked for her.
She grew up in a single-parent household; her father had died in a car accident when she was very young, leaving a substantial compensation sum.