At dinnertime.
Wenxuan said: “Xiaoshu, eat more. When you have time, come to Auntie Wen’s house often to play.”
Wen Yu Zhou immediately lifted his eyes, looked over, and put down his chopsticks. “Sister, is Ningning moving out?”
Wenxuan said, “Shufen called, the house is almost finished being renovated. We can move in next week. Besides, Xiaoshou misses her parents too, right?”
Wen Yu Zhou frowned.
Then he looked at the young man and said, “Do you want to move out?”
Ning Shu felt a little embarrassed being stared at by everyone at the table.
“While Wenxuan said, ‘Yu Zhou, what are you talking about? No matter how good this place is, it’s still not as good as home.'”
She said, “And Xiao Shu can still visit often in the future.”
Lin Jingrou glanced at Yu Zhou, then said, “Xia Shu, if you don’t understand anything, you can ask me too.”
She thought Wen Yu Zhou liked Ning Shu very much, so she recently tried to be nice to the young man too.
Wen Yu Zhou remained silent, but there was no discernible emotion on his face.
There was no expression on her face.
Ning Shu finished her meal and returned to her room.
He doesn’t have much time, only one week.
and during this one week.
The only thing he could do… <<<
> This is Yu Zhou’s essay on the strategy of effort.
The young man couldn’t help but purse his lips.
…
Ning Shu stood at the door of Wen Yu Zhou and then knocked on it.
A while later.
Wen Yuzhou opened the door and saw the young man in front of him.
Ning Shu raised her face and asked, “Uncle Wen, can I go in?”
Wen Yuzhou turned sideways, making way.
The boy walked inside.
The door was closed.
Wen Yu Zhou only then realized that the other person had just finished showering. And the shorts he was wearing just happened to reveal two white and slender legs. The pure white clothes outlined his waist very well.
She looks pure and energetic.
He also smelled the body wash scent on the boy, the brand he had praised last time.
Wen Yuzhou was working with a desk lamp on, and there were some unfinished files below.
Ning Shu has already seen it.
But he still pursed his lips, not intending to go out.
Wen Yu Zhou said, “It’s not time for make-up classes yet.”
He glanced at the boy’s legs, then looked away and said.
Ning Shu looked at the man’s tall and straight figure.
Wen Yu Zhou was wearing a white shirt, tucked into his waist. He looked straight and handsome, but he seemed rather cold and austere, giving off an impression of strictness and rigidity.
The man sat down at this point, holding the pen and said, “Is there anything you want to tell me?”
Ning Shu didn’t speak.
Maybe because of the fright he had last time, Wen Yu Zhou’s behavior these two days is much more restrained than before.
Usually around this time.
The other party had already hugged him.
If it were before, Ning Shu would definitely have hoped for this. But now, he hopes Wen Yu Zhou can be like before again.
instead of the way it is now, pretend to be serious.
But Wen Yu Zhou was indeed sincere and did not overstep any bounds.
“Uncle Wen….”
The young boy called out softly.
Wen Yu Zhou reacted, pressing Ning Shu in his arms.
Those deep and cold eyes looked over.
Ning Shu sat on top of the man, both nervous and apprehensive. She couldn’t help but purse her lips and say to him, “Uncle Wen, take me…”
Wen Yu Zhou’s eyes immediately darkened.
Then she moved her thin lips and said, “Do you know what you’re saying?”
He clenched the boy’s hand, his temple vein throbbing.
After Ning Shu finished speaking.
He also felt shame, but he still took a deep breath. Then he opened his mouth and said: “I… I know.”
Wen Yu Zhou remained silent.
But the depths of her eyes grew darker.
Ning Shu noticed the other person’s gaze, and he instinctively wanted to shrink back. But he knew that he had no room to retreat. He only had this one chance.
After all, he’s moving out soon.
As for the rest….
The boy’s lips trembled slightly, and his face turned pale.
He didn’t think too much about it, but he could probably just bear it.
The boy’s two legs, dangling from his own body.
Wen Yuzhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “Aren’t you afraid?”
Ning Shu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and she tightened her grip, saying, “Scared, so Uncle Wen, could you be a little lighter?”
After the young man finished speaking.
Immediately kissed him/her.
The boy’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
Wenyu Zhou took off his clothes.
He swept all the files off the table, and they even ended up on the floor.
When the boy’s skin touched the cold table, he got goosebumps.
Wen Yu Zhou said, “Wait for me.”
Then the man turned away.
Ning Shu didn’t know what he was looking for, only that Wen Yu Zhou flipped through the cabinet. Then he walked over with something in his hand.
Wen Yu Zhou pinned him to the table.
Ning Shu’s pants were taken off.
After a while, Wen Yu Zhou said in a low voice, “Relax.”
The boy closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes fluttering.
His fair skin was flushed with a rosy hue, looking both lovely and decadent.
Wen Yu Zhou could no longer hold back, his breath shallow and unsteady.
After about half an hour.
Ning Shu realized her leg had been steadied. Wen Yu Zhou’s voice came from behind, “Steady yourself.”
He bit his lip.
The table creaked and groaned.
Ning Shu was afraid and terrified, with a tinge of unknown emotion mixed in.
His toes curled up.
At the beginning, Ning Shu faced Wen Yu Zhou. Later, she turned her back to the past.
The young man didn’t casually notice that the window opposite him was left open.
He couldn’t help but widen his eyes slightly: “Uncle Wen… the window is still open.”
Wen Yu Zhou followed his gaze and swallowed, his throat tightening: “Do you want to go over there and shut it?”
Ning Shu did not speak.
He was just holding onto him.
Wen Yu Zhou’s deep eyes looked over, then he spoke, “I give you two choices now. First, I carry you over. Second, I carry you over to see if anyone is there.”
Ning Shu couldn’t help but purse her lips.
He certainly couldn’t choose the first one, Wenxuan and the others were all at home.
He was even worried constantly that someone would walk past Wenyu Zhou’s room or that someone might come to knock on the door at any time.
Wen Yu Zhou saw that he wasn’t speaking, and lowered his gaze to look at the place between the two of them…