Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Qu Jing had placed herself too low, a normal girl would at least try to act reserved and make her boyfriend flustered when being intimate.

But Qu Jing treated being close with Zhou Yuwen as a kind of blessing, and before Zhou Yuwen had even started, her face was already blushing.

So what followed was a matter of course, Zhou Yuwen laid Qu Jing on the bed, while caressing her fair legs, he kissed her, and throughout the process, there was no hindrance—only the humming sounds from Qu Jing.

You can't deny it was quite pleasant to the ear.

It might have been because Qu Jing was too fond of Zhou Yuwen, so he didn't get to enjoy himself as much.

On Qu Jing's end, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"Can't..."

"Can't hold it in anymore..."

After saying this, another beautiful curve...

....

It was quite awkward, and after the event, Qu Jing, feeling wronged and pitiful, stayed in bed and said, "I'm, I'm sorry."

"Really couldn't hold it in..."

What could Zhou Yuwen say to that, but "Help me clean it up."

In fact, Zhou Yuwen hadn't planned on sleeping with Qu Jing tonight, he had just thought of coming over to see how she was living. But once they met, carried away by the emotions, they couldn't help themselves.

Moreover, Qu Jing was indeed different from other girls...

Anyway, since they had slept together, might as well keep her by his side.

Qu Jing had also said she wouldn't compete with other girls; Zhou Yuwen liked this kind of girl.

After they finished, they took a bath. Zhou Yuwen hardly moved at all; it was Qu Jing who did all the cleaning, and after the bath, she put on a pink cotton nightgown and obediently started tidying up.

Because Qu Jing hadn't held back earlier, it was definite that the bedding had to be changed, and the floor needed a sweep too.

Qu Jing was so ashamed she wanted to die, feeling utterly useless, living for twenty years without such an experience. It all started from the time she was scared by Zhou Yuwen in the billiard room; actually, Qu Jing had felt it then but held back. Later, every time she was intimate with Zhou Yuwen, she would feel like she couldn't hold back.

That alone would have been fine, except this time she couldn't hold back.

They didn't have spare bedding at home, so Qu Jing could only suggest using the single bed covers from her school to make do for the night and buy new ones tomorrow.

It was a difficult thing to say; Qu Jing was afraid of being disliked by Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen didn't mind, sprawled casually on the bed, he patted his hand, signaling to Qu Jing, who looked like a child who had done something wrong, "Come here and let me hold you while we sleep."

When Qu Jing was with Zhou Yuwen, she seemed a bit dazed. She said with a blush, "I, I'm afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid I'll wet the bed..."

Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, "What, do you have a history of wetting the bed?"

"No, no, that's not it. I don't usually do this, but when I'm with you, I just can't control myself," she said.

Zhou Yuwen said, "It's okay, I'll block it for you."

"Eh?" Qu Jing was startled.

Zhou Yuwen said he was just teasing her.

While saying that, Zhou Yuwen pulled Qu Jing into his arms without another word.

Zhou Yuwen told her not to overthink.

"You're just not used to it yet. With time, as we spend more time together, you'll be able to control it. You really are a sweet little thing," Zhou Yuwen said, scratching Qu Jing's chin affectionately.

He signaled to Qu Jing to stop talking and just let him hold her properly while they slept.

"Mhm..." Qu Jing agreed with her face blushing.

Being held like that by Zhou Yuwen, Qu Jing didn't dare to move, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Zhou Yuwen, after these few days in Suzhou, was also exhausted, so holding Qu Jing like this, he fell asleep unaware.

Qu Jing, hearing Zhou Yuwen's steady breathing and confirming he was asleep, let out a sigh of relief. She carefully moved closer to Zhou Yuwen and, with her eyes closed, smelled his scent.

It really was Zhou Yuwen...

Qu Jing felt so fortunate, to think she could be held like this by Zhou Yuwen while sleeping.

From now on, she would be Zhou Yuwen's woman...

Thinking this, Qu Jing also fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, it was already past ten in the morning. Early in the morning, Zhou Yuwen was awakened by the clanging sounds from the kitchen.

Zhou Yuwen rubbed his eyes and when he opened them, he noticed the sunlight had already illuminated the entire room through the window.

Zhou Yuwen instinctively looked beside him, only to find that Qu Jing was not in his room.

He discovered Qu Jing in the kitchen cooking when he stepped out of the bedroom.

At 173 cm tall, she wore a simple white T-shirt and tight denim shorts that showed off her straight, well-proportioned legs. Qu Jing had long, slightly curled hair and was focused on frying food in the kitchen. From the bedroom doorway, Zhou Yuwen could only see her profile.

Strange, Qu Jing seemed to look prettier today than yesterday...

Maybe Zhou Yuwen also played a part in that.

Anyway, looking at her now, Qu Jing seemed to exude more femininity with a kind of homely wife vibe.

And she seemed quite skilled at cooking.

Looking up and seeing Zhou Yuwen, Qu Jing asked with a hint of surprise, "Are you awake?"

Zhou Yuwen nodded, and Qu Jing said the meal would be ready soon.

"I've squeezed the toothpaste for you. It's in the bathroom. And the towel is new too, go freshen up, and then you can eat," Qu Jing said.

Qu Jing had woken up at eight o'clock that morning when the first ray of sunlight came in.

When Qu Jing opened her eyes, she found herself being held by Zhou Yuwen and was overwhelmed with a sense of happiness.