Watching the bewildered girl, Yu Wenli smiled and ruffled her hair.
"Silly, my left hand isn't injured."
"Left..." Wen Tingxue instinctively grabbed his left hand and indeed felt a callus on her middle finger.
"You can write with your left hand too!" the girl exclaimed in shock.
Yu Wenli said casually, "I used to practice guitar and bass quite intensely. My right hand would often get injured or sore, so I'd write with my left hand, and gradually got used to it."
Wen Tingxue instantly recalled that period of extreme isolation he'd gone through.
She quietly hugged his arm tighter, "No more doing that. I'll keep an eye on you."
Yu Wenli's gaze softened, "Okay."
No matter how unmanageable a person might be, they would eventually meet someone they were willing to surrender to.
-
With the electric scooter fitted, Wen Tingxue suddenly remembered something very important, "We don't have electric scooter licenses..."
What was the point of buying an electric scooter?
Just to look at it?
"Who said we don't?" Yu Wenli pulled a license from his pocket and gently tapped her head, "Since I'm giving you something, I have to give you the whole package. I'll take you to get your license on Sunday, it'll be quick."
In a place like the capital, electric scooters were sometimes faster than cars, and the art academy was large, so walking to classes was too slow.
While the shared bikes were convenient, they weren't as effortless as an electric scooter.
He had wanted to buy her an electric scooter for a long time, but he just hadn't had the time.
From military training to National Day, and then various unexpected events.
It had been dragged on until now.
-
After dinner, he held her wrist and asked in a low voice, "Don't go back to school, come home, okay?"
The double temptation of his beautiful voice immediately made Wen Tingxue surrender.
Ning'an Apartment, Building 12, 1802.
This was Wen Tingxue's second time here. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she encountered Lin Wanqing. Wavy hair, red lips, a white embroidered qipao, draped with a dark red trench coat, holding a cigarette between her fingers.
The young man leaning down and caressing her shoulder and neck looked somewhat familiar, like a popular singer recently.
Hearing the commotion, the young man looked over with panicked eyes, seemingly not expecting anyone to be there.
Lin Wanqing calmly exhaled smoke, leaning against the white tiled wall with a relaxed posture, her eyes devoid of any lust.
"Oh, you've already brought someone home?"
She even had the leisure to care about other things.
Yu Wenli said indifferently, "What else? Should I learn from you and stay at the door?"
Lin Wanqing shrugged, "Forgot the password. You have a backup key, right?"
She didn't like noise when buying houses, so for small apartments like this,
She usually bought three floors, sleeping in the middle and using the upper and lower floors as walk-in closets or for other purposes.
Yu Wenli paused for a second.
"No."
As he spoke, he walked to the door.
He took Wen Tingxue's hand to record her fingerprint; he had been in a hurry last time and hadn't done it.
Wen Tingxue blinked, "Doesn't Wanqing Jie use a fingerprint lock?"
Yu Wenli smiled, "She's not interested in this younger brother. The password is 092911, remember it?"
Not wanting to talk about Lin Wanqing any further, he held her hand and slowly entered the password.
"092..." Halfway through, Wen Tingxue realized, "Our anniversary!"
"Yes," he opened the door, leaning against the frame lazily, "From now on, all my passwords will be related to you."
Wen Tingxue couldn't help but hug his face and kiss him, "So good!"
Yu Wenli: "..."
Good?
Her boldness was growing again.
The door closed. Lin Wanqing spread her hands, "No key, really. You can go back."
The young man dawdled and acted spoiled towards her, "President Lin~ Just give me a try, I'm very skilled."
Lin Wanqing laughed coquettishly, "I've heard that many times. Ten times out of eight are scams, and the remaining two depend on luck."
She flicked the ash from her cigarette, saying carelessly, "If you really want resources, be bold and compete with Kang Wei. If you win, it's yours, I'll authorize it. If you don't win..."
Lin Wanqing gently tidied his collar, saying regretfully, "I can't help you then."
The disappointed young man left. Lin Wanqing leaned against the wall and smoked two cigarettes before going back inside.
Meanwhile.
Yu Wenli went to wash fruit. His phone on the table rang twice. Wen Tingxue called him, and he said, "Look, a boyfriend's phone has no secrets."
"Oh."
The young girl, while watching TV, bent down to reach for the phone.
The moment her fingertips touched it, Wen Tingxue remembered something and deliberately teased him, "I don't have a boyfriend, I have an older brother! Brother!"
She emphasized the last two syllables, as if to infuriate him.
Yu Wenli's hand paused mid-plating. His dark eyes narrowed into a smile.
Very well, she dared to mention it again.
The girl, having successfully retaliated, happily drank some juice and then unlocked his phone.
The moment she saw the content, she almost choked on the juice.
"Cough cough."
She suddenly regretted taking that sip of juice.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Wenli came over with the fruit plate, patting her back lightly.
"You look for yourself," Wen Tingxue handed him the phone.
Yu Wenli lowered his gaze. On the phone screen was:
Lin Wanqing: 【Take it easy.】
Lin Wanqing: 【The master bedroom has a set, two boxes.】
Lin Wanqing: 【If you want to play, there are unopened ones in the back of the walk-in closet.】
Yu Wenli: "..."
"You understand all of it?" he raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on her flushed face.
"I..." Wen Tingxue instantly seized on the key word in his sentence - 'all'.
"No, no." She turned her face away and denied it, her voice stuttering.
"Oh~" Yu Wenli raised his tone and put down the phone, turning her face, which was red and hot, towards him. "My girlfriend is so knowledgeable? What do you usually watch?"
"..."
Under his intense gaze, the girl said with a red face, "This, it's pretty normal to understand... We're all adults now..."
Her mumbled voice was barely audible, like a mosquito.
"Mmm," Yu Wenli agreed and nodded, then changed the subject, "Since the mood is here, it wouldn't be appropriate to not do something adult-like, right?"
Wen Tingxue's mind exploded: "!!!"
What did she just hear!
Beast!
He could say such a lewd thing in such a nonchalant tone!
Seeing the girl about to scramble off the sofa, Yu Wenli simply scooped her up by the waist with one arm and carried her to the bedroom.
His legs were long, and he was strong. No matter how much Wen Tingxue struggled, it was useless.
Until she was thrown onto the bed.
The bed was very soft, and being thrown onto it didn't hurt at all. It even bounced a little, like a trampoline for children.
The only downside was that she forgot to escape.
Yu Wenli leaned over her, pressing down lightly. As their breaths mingled, Wen Tingxue remembered Lin Wanqing's words: the master bedroom has a set...
"You, you, you, you..."
Thinking about what might happen next, the girl started to stammer, but she didn't try to struggle.
Yu Wenli chuckled and directly turned his head to cover her mouth.
Her soft, rosy lips were soon sucked until they were red and alluring.
Perhaps it was because she was lying on the bed, but Wen Tingxue felt that his kiss this time was fiercer than many before.
It was like a primal instinct, unable to resist plundering more.
In the silent, dim room, only their breaths and heartbeats remained, real and illusory, filling every inch of space with a surge of love.
The girl, whose breath had been completely taken away, panted softly in his arms, her eyes hazy, until a sharp ringtone sounded. She recoiled into his embrace like a startled beast, too shy to be seen.
Yu Wenli let out an annoyed "tsk" and was about to reach for the phone to hang up, but when he saw the caller ID, some of the lust in his eyes faded.
However, he still didn't answer the phone.
Amidst the familiar ringtone, he lowered his head and kissed the girl's swollen lips.
"Don't..."
Wen Tingxue reached out to push him, her strength weak, her voice softer, like a boneless willow branch, tickling his face.
"You go answer the phone..."
She urged him.
Yu Wenli rolled his Adam's apple, his voice husky, "The phone isn't as important as you."
The girl looked like she was about to cry, begging him, "Let me go..."
He had already exhausted her.
If he kept kissing her, she would disappear.
She just didn't understand.
Why was he so adept at the same thing, and never seemed to get tired!
"Let you go?"
Yu Wenli half-supported himself, looking at her in the faint light from the hallway. The girl's face was as red as an apple, her dark hair spread out on the bed like ink. When she looked at him with languid eyes, it was simply irresistible.
"Yes..." she nodded repeatedly, like a doll that had been played with.
Yu Wenli hooked her hair, chuckled, "Okay, but you have to promise me one thing."
"Tell me."
"Except for special circumstances, I don't want to hear 'Brother Yu' from you anymore."
"..." Wen Tingxue's mind was a mess, "What are special circumstances? Like?"
"In bed."
"...Get lost."
Taking his phone to the balcony, Yu Wenli lit a cigarette and said, "Can you call at a more reasonable hour next time?"
Fu Yushen chuckled, "What? Busy with important matters?"
"..."
Yu Wenli remained silent. Fu Yushen continued, "The killer of Meng Xiyao has been apprehended."
He wouldn't have called specifically otherwise.
Yu Wenli's eyes moved slightly, "Who?"