Living Together

Before leaving, Jiang Wan visited Wen Jin’s room.

The room was in cool gray and white tones.

There was a bed, a computer desk, and a small laboratory table.

She could tell the room was cleaned daily because there was barely any dust.

The corner was crammed with gift boxes and various shoe boxes.

These must be the gifts Wen Jin’s father talked about.

Jiang Wan walked to his computer desk and noticed a glass trophy with the words ‘Congratulations Wen Jin for winning the Municipal Research Institute Invention Award’ on it.

“I got it when I was five,” Wen Jin explained from behind her.

That was the most difficult year for Wen Jin.

Every day, he conducted experiments and analyzed data. When the results were incorrect, the young child repeated the experiments silently like an adult. He never got angry or irritated, and he had no temper at all, nearly driving the researchers and instructors around him insane.

He thought that if his research was successful, he would be able to see his parents.

But the reality was, after the success of his research, there were endless other researches waiting for him.

While his parents only said one sentence to him: “Congratulations, you did it.”

When the door was closed, all that remained with him were the cold apparatuses and the endless dark nights.

“Let’s go.” Jiang Wan held Wen Jin’s hand.

They took a taxi back to the hotel.

As soon as Wen Jin got into the car, he pulled out his phone and told Jiang Wan, “Watch it in advance first. Don’t tell me later that you don’t know how to give me a blow job.”

The driver: “……”

Jiang Wan: “……”

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Wen Jin glanced at the driver and asked expressionlessly, “Sir, can you please act like you didn’t hear it?”

He paused and added, “Otherwise, she will be angry.”

The driver: “……”

Jiang Wan: “……”

Once they arrived at their destination, Jiang Wan dashed out of the car and toward the hotel without looking back.

Just as she reached the lobby, she ran into Wen Jin’s teammates and came to a halt.

“Hey, jiejie, what are you running for?” Dorayaki and the others asked.

Jiang Wan squeezed out a smile. “Nothing. It’s just too hot outside.”

Wen Jin caught up to Jiang Wan and pulled her hand toward the elevator.

Dorayaki chased them and asked, “Ah Jin, why are you in such a hurry?”

Wen Jin turned to face him and replied, “There’s not enough time.”

“What?” All eight of them were perplexed.

“We’re going to…” Wen Jin frowned. “I can’t say.”

The teammates: “……”

Jiang Wan: “……”

Jiang Wan felt as if the heartache she had felt all day had been fed to the dogs.1

As soon as she entered their room, she jumped into Wen Jin’s arms and hit him. “Didn’t I tell you not to say things like that in public?! Why did you say those things!”

“I didn’t say.” Wen Jin wore a serious expression.

Jiang Wan covered her face, and her ears were thoroughly red. “Go away.”

“Don’t be angry.” He gently hugged her and kissed her lips.

“I’m not angry.” Jiang Wan was angry and ashamed, but her heart ached even more for him. After giving it some thought, she decided not to argue with him about it, so she bit her lip and said, “I want to take a shower.”

“We’ll shower together.” Wen Jin took off his clothes and attempted to strip off hers.

“The curtains!” Jiang Wan yelled.

“Oh.” Wen Jin turned around and walked over to the curtains to close them.

When he came back, Jiang Wan had already turned on the wall light.

Standing at the bathroom door, she gently removed her blouse and pants, leaving only a set of white underwear on her body. Her voluptuous figure could be seen at a glance.

The hazy yellow light fell on her body, coating her porcelain-white skin with a layer of enamel light.

She bashfully covered her cleavage. Her legs were closed together, her head bowed, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly. She only looked up when she saw his shoes reaching right in front of her.

Her fair face was already completely red.

Her eyes were filled with shyness.

Wen Jin instantly had an erection.

He embraced her, his scalding hot rod pressing lightly on her body. His voice was deep and seductive.

“Shower after we fuck, okay? I can’t wait any longer.”