“””

Zhou Peiwei was shaken, her little heart had practically jumped to her throat from the scare. Now seeing Shen Yuan deliberately trying to mess with her, she stood up and started pounding his chest.

“You scumbag! You scumbag!”

“That’s for scaring me! That’s for scaring me!”

But after pounding for a long time, Zhou Peiwei’s hands were sore, and Shen Yuan remained completely unfazed.

“Why is your body so rock hard? This is no fun!”

Zhou Peiwei’s delicate fists had now turned pink. She pouted and lifted both hands toward him. “Scumbag, hurry up and massage them for me.”

Shen Yuan wrapped her hands in his palms, pressing them together and gently rubbing them. After a while, Zhou Peiwei could feel her hands growing warm on the back.

Shen Yuan didn’t speak, his gaze fixed on her fair, oval-shaped face while his touch remained light and tender.

Today Peiwei had her hair in braided pigtails, the low-hanging braids resting on her chest, giving her a youthful energy. But what truly drew attention was none other than her chest.

The wide V-neck knit top sculpted her full chest exquisitely, while her waist appeared slender and delicate. Her neckline revealed a generous expanse of creamy skin; aside from a pale gold necklace, the edge of lace straps from her bra were also faintly visible.

Peiwei remained, as always, stunningly endowed.

“Hey, scumbag, if you’re going to massage my hands, then do just that! Where are you looking?” Zhou Peiwei said indignantly.

“I missed you. Normally, I don’t get the chance to see this,” Shen Yuan replied.

Zhou Peiwei spat at him: “Pfft! I don’t believe you. If you missed me so much, why didn’t you come to Yanjing to visit me? Besides, if you missed me, you should be looking at my face, but you weren’t even looking at my face!”

Shen Yuan responded calmly: “Your face is part of you, and so are they. Looking at them is no different from looking at your face.”

“What nonsense! You don’t miss me–you’re just a shameless lecher!”

Zhou Peiwei raised her chin proudly and said, “Let me make it clear, don’t misunderstand. I only came home for some errands and swung by here to see you as a side thing–don’t think I came back specifically for you.”

Shen Yuan simply smiled. He had seen through it earlier–Zhou Peiwei had gone home first, then came to find him later. Her “side thing” was nothing more than a little white lie typical of girls.

“Why is your house so empty? There’s no one in?” Zhou Peiwei asked.

“They’ve all gone elsewhere.”

Shen Yuan didn’t tell Zhou Peiwei about having moved, though technically he wasn’t lying–it was true that they had all gone to the Silver Lake Bay estate.

The Green Bamboo Lake villa was cleaned every two to three days by Ji Ya and her team, so no matter when he came back, it was always clean and bright.

He planned to use it as a party venue, somewhere he could host pool parties, masquerades, or anything else. Or, for guests he couldn’t bring to Silver Lake Bay, he could host them here instead.

Zhou Peiwei poked him again. “Then why were you at home today?”

“Because I guessed you’d come.”

Upon hearing that, Zhou Peiwei narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Did Bingying tell you?”

“That’s not important.”

“Then what is important?”

Zhou Peiwei thought bitterly–this world was truly treacherous, even her best friend could betray her.

“The important thing is, it’s just the two of us here now, and we can do lots of things together.”

Shen Yuan wrapped an arm around her slim waist, his hands wandering slowly over her back and soft curves. “You missed me too, didn’t you, Weiwei?”

The way he said “Weiwei” sounded like a tender murmur, combined with the magic of his touch, forcing Zhou Peiwei to let out a soft “Hmm” sound. Her body softened considerably.

“I didn’t.”

Her body betrayed her, but Zhou Peiwei stubbornly refused to yield.

Shen Yuan wasn’t in a rush. His hands continued to explore her back, occasionally brushing against her firm hips and teasing the lace straps of her bra. Each touch sent a little shiver through her body.

And then Shen Yuan lowered his head, bringing his lips close to hers. “Open your mouth; let’s have a deeper exchange.”

“I’m not doing that.”

“You want to.”

Shen Yuan didn’t hesitate, directly pressing his lips onto hers. Even if Zhou Peiwei didn’t open her mouth, his cunningness was enough to pry apart her cherry-like lips.

Of course, his goals today went beyond simply prying open this one little mouth.

Hmm… Shen Yuan was deeply satisfied, for Peiwei’s lips were sweet and soft.

Soon, Zhou Peiwei’s cheeks blushed a deep red, her legs instinctively stretching straight, her body going limp. Her arms unconsciously wrapped around Shen Yuan’s neck, and soft, whimpering sounds escaped her throat.

Shen Yuan pulled away from her lips and asked again, “What about now–do you miss me?”

Zhou Peiwei shut her eyes tightly, refusing to speak. But her body’s reactions betrayed her true feelings. She grasped her hands firmly in her lap, secretly wishing Shen Yuan’s kisses would last longer, much longer.

Shen Yuan leaned in once more. This time, however, his hands didn’t stop at simple touches–they ventured into deeper territories.

Sliding his fingers beneath her knit top, he felt the smooth texture of her skin. Peiwei’s skincare was meticulous, her body soft and cushioned with a delicate layer of fat, making his touch linger greedily.

Zhou Peiwei held her breath, tilting her head back slightly, biting her lip as she said, “Scumbag, you… what do you plan on doing?”

“It’s just the two of us here.”

Shen Yuan murmured gently as he unclasped the strap of her bra.

Her chest shifted slightly, the sudden lack of support causing a noticeable sway.

“No way.”

Zhou Peiwei hurriedly covered her chest with both hands, glaring at Shen Yuan in embarrassed anger.

Shen Yuan didn’t speak but expressed his determination through actions. His hands continued to roam across her smooth back–not rushing to claim the ripe fruits but savoring the tender branches and leaves around them.

“””