Qiu Wuji went home to cook, inviting Mengmeng along today.
Chu Ge had said last time that he wanted to meet her friends, and Qiu Wuji thought that was only right.
Getting to know each other's worlds was part of it, after all. As for whether Chu Ge might be seduced by a married woman, Qiu Wuji sounded wary and wildly jealous, but deep down, she trusted him completely.
Gu Ruoyan and Moon Shadow were both so outstanding, yet Chu Ge had shown no interest in them. Mengmeng was pretty, but she clearly wasn't their equal.
Of course, Mengmeng might be less inhibited than they were... Hmm...
Forget it. It wouldn't come to that.
The cucumbers supposedly bought for facial treatments ended up in their hands, one apiece, and they crunched their way into the residential complex.
"You live here?" Zhu Mengmeng munched on her cucumber and looked around. "This neighborhood is pretty peaceful. Somehow, it feels like it really suits you."
Qiu Wuji smiled. "My boyfriend writes novels. Quiet was his first requirement when he looked for a place to rent."
"So now you really do keep saying 'my boyfriend,' huh?"
"Yes."
"How far have you gone? Slept together yet?"
Qiu Wuji felt a little awkward. Did lying in the same bed count?
Zhu Mengmeng guessed a little from her expression and tutted. "You're twenty-five, and you haven't even done that. Tsk."
Never mind twenty-five. She hadn't done it in ten thousand years!
Qiu Wuji stiffened her neck. "So what if I haven't? Since when was that something to be ashamed of? I... I think you're the ones who should be ashamed!"
"What century is this? Are you a guy or a girl? You're saying things nobody even said in the last century." Zhu Mengmeng wrapped an arm around