“… Can’t I help you?” Zhou Ying stood up, puzzled.
Tao Yu fake-smiled, “Just give me the broom. It’ll be more comfortable.”
Zhou Ying looked at her suspiciously but obediently fetched the broom. While he turned, Tao Yu swiftly kicked Yue Linze’s pants under the bed.
When Zhou Ying turned back, he saw her suddenly by the bed and held up the broom, “Do you still want this?”
“No need. I suddenly feel less pain. Sit down and wait, I’ll wash my face and we’ll go downstairs,” Tao Yu said casually, then entered the bathroom. As soon as the door closed, a strong force pulled her in and pressed her against the cold tile wall.
Tao Yu was stunned, and then Yue Linze’s lips were on hers.
Outside, Zhou Ying heard the bathroom door close with a loud bang and was startled, nervously touching his nose and muttering, “Is he angry with me?”
In the bathroom, Yue Linze had Tao Yu trapped between himself and the wall, one leg wedged between her legs, completely immobilizing her.
Tao Yu tilted her head back, forced to accept his kiss, almost powerless to resist. Just before she was about to suffocate, she pushed at his chest. Yue Linze finally released her lips, staring into her eyes and hoarsely saying, “Are you two already so familiar that he can just walk in?”
“… He’s straight,” Tao Yu said, seeing Yue Linze was jealous of Zhou Ying.
Yue Linze’s eyes darkened, “That’s why I’m not at ease.”
“In his eyes, I’m a man,” Tao Yu emphasized.
Yue Linze was stubborn about this, “But you’re not.”
“…” Tao Yu sighed, “As long as I’m here, he’ll never discover my identity. Be good and wait until he leaves.
Yue Linze let out a cold laugh, not liking her words. Tao Yu blinked and pecked at his lips like a chick pecking rice, to which Yue Linze responded with another cold laugh.
Tao Yu smiled and kissed him again. Seeing no reaction, she continued kissing him more than ten times. Finally, Yue Linze laughed, touching his nose to hers and softly saying, “Don’t let me find out you have anything going on with him.”
