The Mysterious Bride of the Wind God

“How could that be? The host wouldn’t want us freeloaders to stay over.” Zhenghua didn’t actually put anything in his mouth, just kept talking. “I can’t sleep without you.”

“How did you manage before?” Chun headed to the kitchen, followed by Zhenghua.

“I imagined everyone else as you.” He lowered his head, only to feel something icy touch his lips.

Lingmu pressed a cup of ice water to his lips. “Have some water. Don’t you think about what’s appropriate for the occasion?” She pushed him away.

The strange logic of women. Even though everyone knew they were a couple, she wouldn’t allow him to be openly affectionate.

Indeed, Ya, without any courtesy, managed to chase away all the freeloaders he considered annoying before 11 p.m. Ever since the variety show, he hadn’t found a chance to be intimate with Fengfeng.

That night was full of endless spring. Ya seemed to release all the pent-up passion he had accumulated, making Fengfeng feel needed, giving life meaning.

“Will we have a baby like this?” Fengfeng lay in Ya’s arms, lazily asking. She smiled, “Should the child call you dad or uncle?”

“You won’t have a child.” He caressed her shoulder.

“Don’t fool me. I’ve been to college, you haven’t even graduated high school!” She half sat up, looking at him with a mix of annoyance and curiosity.

“The doctor said so. He said I drink too much, my sperm isn’t active enough.”

“Which doctor is so blunt?”


“A few months ago, a woman insisted that the child in her belly was mine. I had never even met her, so I went to the hospital for a check-up,” he said unabashedly.

“You are so low!” She moved to the side, far away from him. “Promiscuous!”

“I am low. But ever since I’ve had you, I’ve only been interested in you,” he added.

Her face flushed. How could he still have the nerve to flirt! Seeing him about to approach again, she suddenly found an excuse. “You haven’t had a drink in a long time; the doctor’s words might not be safe.”

“That’s true. I need to go buy some safety gear tomorrow.”

“So before then, don’t touch me.”

He extended his hand to pull her closer, “No!” His lips met hers.

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