Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Zheng Yanyan continued to show clothing to Zhou Yuwen, not only white suspenders but also black ones and other nice-looking cut-out clothes—they were all the kind that were very cool, the kind of intimate apparel suited for young couples.

After Zhou Yuwen looked, he couldn't help but laugh, wrapping his arms around Zheng Yanyan's slender waist and saying, "Never would have guessed, you little minx, buying so many clothes behind my back? What are you up to, huh?"

Zhou Yuwen's tone was clearly teasing, and Zheng Yanyan rolled her eyes at him: "What else would I be up to? Obviously, it's to wear them for you to see, hmph, you're so annoying, you have to reimburse me for this."

Zheng Yanyan had bought these clothes while browsing Taobao out of boredom; as a university student, she had a lot of free time when she wasn't busy with classes, and there was nothing better to do than to shop for some goodies online.

By chance, she saw some attractive lingerie advertisements on the website and thought that Zhou Yuwen would definitely be pleased if she wore them, so she clicked in.

As everyone knows, once you click in, all sorts of related products start to appear, and the recommendations get more precise, and finally, Zheng Yanyan was led into a category that left her blushing furiously.

These...

What are all these, anyway?

Zheng Yanyan couldn't believe there were so many tricks; was this even considered lingerie?

It felt almost like wearing nothing at all.

Though she said that, Zheng Yanyan thought to herself that Zhou Yuwen, such a lecherous guy, would surely like it, right?

Humph, the jerk, he's struck gold having me as his girlfriend.

Imagining Zhou Yuwen drooling over her in these clothes, Zheng Yanyan couldn't help but giggle to herself.

So, she bought one item, then another, each one looking nice; she figured she might as well buy them all and try each one on, aren't they just twenty or thirty yuan apiece?

There she was, bending her white silky legs while nestled in Zhou Yuwen's arms, being embraced by him, and looking through the clothes she bought along with Zhou Yuwen, who found it more and more amusing and said, "Can you really wear all these?"

"If I can't finish, I'll just take my time," Zheng Yanyan giggled, feeling a bit itchy on her thigh beneath her bottom, so she reached down to scratch.

Zheng Yanyan did buy a wide variety of patterns, especially black stockings—five or six pairs. But honestly, at her current age, Zheng Yanyan wasn't quite suitable for wearing them; even if she did, it won't have that certain appeal.

Especially those patterned black stockings, the ones embroidered with butterflies.

"Eh, this set of yours, why does it have an open crotch? What, do you stand up to pee too?"

"Oh, you're so annoying!"

Teased like that by Zhou Yuwen, Zheng Yanyan immediately snuggled into his arms, then, with her cheeks flushed red like a little mouse, she peeked out with a giggly face, her eyes sparkling: "Husband, I got this crotchless pair of black stockings, just for you."

"?"

Zhou Yuwen was stunned for a moment, then pinched Zheng Yanyan's chin and said, "Okay, you little tease."

"I'm here to study, what do you think I am!?"

She said it with righteous indignation, but then she pounced directly toward Zheng Yanyan.

Zheng Yanyan giggled, saying, "Alright, study hard!"

"In a minute, I'll put on a uniform, and as an office lady, let Teacher Zheng teach you properly!"

Zheng Yanyan was open-minded; she might have worried in the past about keeping such clothes in her dorm, but now that they were moving in together, they'd have plenty of private time to enjoy.

Zhou Yuwen pressed Zheng Yanyan onto the couch, playfully tugged at her sweater in the midst of their frolic, revealing more of the white lace of her undergarment—Zhou Yuwen wanted to know if the little layer beneath was entirely made of cut-out lace.

Only after pulling did he find out, oh, it wasn't, there still was a small piece of white cloth inside, fully covering Zheng Yanyan's certain part.

"What are you doing? You're ruining my clothes," Zheng Yanyan pouted.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled, imperiously resting his hand on Zheng Yanyan's sweater, asking, "What? That's not allowed?"

Zheng Yanyan replied, of course it's allowed.

Then, the two began to kiss on the couch. At first, Zhou Yuwen just kissed her while pinning her down, and then it was Zheng Yanyan sitting on Zhou Yuwen's lap, kissing him.

Zhou Yuwen's hands roamed recklessly on the thighs covered by the suspenders, while his lips moved from Zheng Yanyan's mouth down to her collarbone, burrowing under her off-shoulder sweater.

Zheng Yanyan, with her arms tightly wrapped around Zhou Yuwen's neck, let him tease her body as he pleased. After a few kisses, Zhou Yuwen felt the sweater was getting in the way and simply yanked it.

The off-shoulder sweater being loose, with just a bit of force, Zheng Yanyan's shoulders were bared, along with the undergarment beneath.

Zhou Yuwen then became even more uninhibited.

After kissing for so long and being teased by Zhou Yuwen, Zheng Yanyan was already feeling aroused, her cheeks flushed, holding Zhou Yuwen's neck, burying his head in her chest, and then leaning down to kiss Zhou Yuwen's ear, blowing hot breaths into it.

The soundproofing in the hotel was great, too bad the soundproofing in the suite wasn't as effective.

And whether intentional or not, while the two of them were just engaging in routine affection, Zheng Yanyan began to let out those mysterious sounds...

"Mm... husband, yes, just like that..."

With her arms wrapped around Zhou Yuwen's head, she said so coyly.

Zhou Yuwen felt odd and finally couldn't help but say, "What's wrong with you? You're acting like I haven't touched you in two years."