Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Chapter 188 - 120 Zheng Yanyan and Su Qing Start Fighting!_2

Throughout the event, Zheng Yanyan didn’t show Tao Tian any courtesy, and even when Tao Tian escorted Zhou Yuwen to the elevator, Zheng Yanyan didn’t greet her, just kept a straight face.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, the surroundings fell quiet, and Zhou Yuwen gently asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Is it your period?"

Zheng Yanyan said nothing, simply wrapped her arms around Zhou Yuwen’s neck and kissed him.

Zhou Yuwen didn’t refuse either.

The elevator was surrounded by mirrors, and one could see Zheng Yanyan’s slender body hanging onto Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen touched her a couple of times but finding it uninteresting, he wanted to remove his hand.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Yanyan didn’t let him, insisting that Zhou Yuwen keep his hand there.

"Why does your mouth taste like smoke?" Zheng Yanyan complained.

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Zhou Yuwen said he had just smoked a cigarette outside with Lu Lin.

"Can you please stop smoking?" Zheng Yanyan spoke softly this time, none of her usual toughness, and Zhou Yuwen agreed.

After they kissed, Zheng Yanyan lay in Zhou Yuwen’s arms.

Hugging her, she said, "Husband, I love you more and more."

"Mm."

Zhou Yuwen responded, embracing her.

Zhou Yuwen hadn’t driven there, and walked Zheng Yanyan to her dormitory building, having spent nearly two hours at the KTV, and by now it was past eleven o’clock at night.

The streetlights were dim, and there were hardly any people in front of the dormitory building.

Zhou Yuwen had drunk quite a bit at the KTV and was no longer in the mood to be intimate with Zheng Yanyan; he just wanted to drop her off at her dormitory and leave.

However, Zheng Yanyan was obviously in a bad mood, and at the dormitory entrance, she clung to Zhou Yuwen, asking him to stay with her for a while.

Zhou Yuwen, having no choice, then asked Zheng Yanyan if she wanted to go to his place.

Zheng Yanyan hesitated a bit, then said, "Can you just sit with me for a while first, please?"

Zhou Yuwen didn’t insist, so they sat together hand-in-hand in a nearby pavilion.

It was a rare quiet night, and Zheng Yanyan, having been scolded by Lu Lin, was obviously feeling emotional, and just stayed there leaning on Zhou Yuwen’s shoulder.

Zhou Yuwen asked her, "Aren’t you feeling unwell? Wouldn’t it be better to lie down in the dorm?"

But Zheng Yanyan said no, she said she felt comfortable just being with him.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled lightly, saying, "What kind of constitution is that?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen’s hand slipped through the side of Zheng Yanyan’s straps to touch her in a sensitive area, which Zheng Yanyan seemed to really enjoy, perhaps as a way to please Zhou Yuwen.

When Zhou Yuwen did this, she would bite her lower lip and make a soft moaning sound.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Does it feel that good?"

Zheng Yanyan giggled, probably because Zhou Yuwen’s massage was indeed effective, and she felt all soft and clingy to Zhou Yuwen, saying, "Husband, what should I do? I’m getting more and more dependent on you."

"How about we not wait three months anymore, and I move in with you right now?"

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Really?"

"Yes," Zheng Yanyan nodded, lying on Zhou Yuwen’s chest.

Zhou Yuwen kissed her cheek, saying, "Wait until you’ve thought it through."

"I’m afraid I can’t hold onto you," Zheng Yanyan said.

She was unusually serious, and her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

She indeed feared not being able to hold onto him, as her initial motive for dating Zhou Yuwen was just a whim, spurred by the competition from Su Qing and Shen Yu, making Zheng Yanyan feel superior to them in charm and thus chased after Zhou Yuwen.

But the longer she spent time with Zhou Yuwen, the more she found herself depending on him.

Zheng Yanyan was not one to worry about loss, but seeing the other girls around him, she really felt jealous.

She said she felt very uncomfortable seeing Zhou Yuwen sing with Lu Lin earlier.

"I know you don’t like Lu Lin, but I still feel uncomfortable seeing you with her," Zheng Yanyan said.

Zhou Yuwen said there was no need for that.

"And Tao Tian, and the other girls, anyway, I just feel very uncomfortable seeing you with them," Zheng Yanyan murmured.

Zhou Yuwen remained silent for a while, and Zheng Yanyan started playing with Zhou Yuwen’s fingers and placed his hand over hers, comparing them: Zhou Yuwen’s hand was broad and much larger than Zheng Yanyan’s.

Meanwhile, Zheng Yanyan’s hand was delicate and slender, very white, with long nails.

Zheng Yanyan placed her hand alongside Zhou Yuwen’s, interlocking their fingers.

Holding Zheng Yanyan, Zhou Yuwen asked, "Why do you need to hold on so much?"

"Don’t you know, love is like sand, the more you try to hold it, the more it slips through your fingers."

"But I just want to hold on, to have you firmly in the palm of my hand," Zheng Yanyan said, tightly interlocking her fingers with Zhou Yuwen’s.

Zhou Yuwen just smiled at this, not saying anything.

Just then, Zhou Yuwen’s phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was a WeChat message from Tao Tian.

Zheng Yanyan took a look, and there were messages from several other girls from the literature and art department, all sending greetings to Zhou Yuwen.

Zheng Yanyan was very upset after seeing these messages.

She said, "Husband, shall we use a couple’s profile picture, please?"

"Sure," Zhou Yuwen was indifferent.

"Once back in the dorm, I’ll buy us matching couple’s T-shirts."

"Whatever you want," Zhou Yuwen said.

"Hehe, husband, why are you so good to me?"

"Who made you my wife?"

Zhou Yuwen said this, and Zheng Yanyan was very happy. Then she continued to cling, asking, "Then will you always love me?"

"Yes."

"I’ll also always love you, husband,"