Chapter 21

"What did I do?" Zhou Yuwen wrapped his arm around Chen Rongrong's slender waist.

Chen Rongrong might have had big boobs, but her waist really was slim. It wasn't slim in the traditional sense, but by comparison, it still felt nice to put an arm around.

Chen Rongrong was nervous now and wanted to pull away.

Zhou Yuwen told her to turn around and look at him.

They could have a chat.

Chen Rongrong said she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed.

Zhou Yuwen told her to turn around, and he'd hold her while she slept.

"Zhou Yuwen, don't be like this..."

"Like what?"

"Turn around first."

"I'm going to sleep..."

"If you won't turn around, I'm coming over there."

With that, Zhou Yuwen got up. Seeing that he was about to come over, Chen Rongrong hurriedly turned around.

She even took the initiative to bury her head in Zhou Yuwen's chest. It wasn't that she was shy; with her arms wrapped tightly around him, at least he couldn't let his hands wander.

Zhou Yuwen merely smiled at that. He wasn't in a hurry to do anything to Chen Rongrong.

Instead, he put his arms around her and acted as though he was going to sleep.

"It makes me so happy to hold you," Zhou Yuwen said with feeling.

Chen Rongrong also felt quite safe in Zhou Yuwen's arms. Though she was 170 centimeters tall and counted as a "big cart," Zhou Yuwen was over 180 centimeters, and he had been working out ever since his rebirth. He definitely didn't count as a "little horse."

"I wanted you to hold me while I slept in the first place..." Chen Rongrong said, sounding a little aggrieved. From the start, she had wanted Zhou Yuwen to hold her while she slept, but he had insisted on getting handsy.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled and asked, "Then were you asleep just now?"

Chen Rongrong didn't answer.

Zhou Yuwen said, "So you actually knew what I was doing just now, right?"

Chen Rongrong still didn't answer.

"Then why didn't you resist?"

Zhou Yuwen asked again, though it was obviously a pointless question. Chen Rongrong wondered how she could have resisted.

I'm already homeless. Am I supposed to resist and have a falling-out with you too?

"Look up, look at me, and tell me. Come on, Rongrong."

Zhou Yuwen spoke softly and gently. Chen Rongrong had kept her head buried against his chest the whole time, and when she heard him say that, she didn't want to look up.

But seeing that Zhou Yuwen was about to use his hands, Chen Rongrong had no choice but to raise her head.

In the room, the moonlight was hazy.

The eyes beneath her loose strands of hair were especially beautiful, filled with a bewilderment and uncertainty unique to a young girl.

Zhou Yuwen met her gaze and asked her again why she hadn't resisted.

Chen Rongrong only looked bewildered and didn't answer.

Looking at the big-boobed girl in front of him, Zhou Yuwen lowered his head.

He took the girl's first kiss with ease.

Chen Rongrong didn't reject him. On the contrary, she responded timidly.

She didn't know why she responded, either. During her three years of high school, she had talked with her friends about dating and had also been curious what a kiss would taste like.

But when she was actually kissed, it felt very subtle.

Thanks to all those "newspapers," Zhou Yuwen's technique was pretty decent.

After they had been at it for quite a while, Chen Rongrong was clearly aroused, and her body grew softer and softer.

Zhou Yuwen's earlier wandering hands had already left her somewhat worked up, and now Chen Rongrong felt conflicted.

She wanted someone else to poke through that last layer of window paper.

But she also knew it was wrong.

Then Zhou Yuwen climbed on top of her again.

A quilt covered them, and Zhou Yuwen fumbled as he pulled off her yoga pants.

This time, Chen Rongrong didn't resist...