Chapter 149: Wanting to Drink

The young girl's appearance clearly wasn't true anger; she just wanted to be coaxed. Shen Yan scanned his surroundings and, seeing that the others in the Art Department were busy with wrap-up work, leaned in close and gently took her delicate, pink earlobe into his mouth.

Hao Anqi shrank back sensitively, a faint rosy glow spreading across her earlobe. Shen Yan blew a breath toward her ear and said in a soft, lingering voice, "Alright, don't be angry anymore. Those girls don't even compare to a single toe of yours."

"Who knows if what you're saying is true or false?" Hao Anqi was actually very easy to coax; a single sentence made her feel all soft inside, and the corners of her mouth quietly curled into a charming arc.

The scene just moments ago, with a large group of girls surrounding her little boyfriend like stars around the moon, had indeed made her a bit unhappy, but that was all. Having spent three months together, she still trusted her little boyfriend's character quite a lot.

Shen Yan reached out to wrap his arms around that willow-slender waist and, with a casual pull, had a warm, fragrant, and soft body in his arms. Shen Yan kissed her on the face again, "Of course it's true. Do you have so little confidence in me?"

"Hee hee! I wasn't actually angry anyway." Hao Anqi tilted her head and kissed him on the face as well.

The light rippled in her eyes; there was no longer any trace of her haughty posture.

"Didn't I say I'd come pick you up in a bit? Why did you run over here yourself?"

"I was idle anyway, so I thought I'd walk around and lose some weight while I'm at it."

The scene of the two of them whispering intimately made the hearts of everyone in the Art Department ache, as if they had eaten lemons, especially the singletons, who felt like cursing out loud.

Damn it! Don't they know that showing off affection leads to a quick death?

The little fatty Jiang Yingyu adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stepped forward, and gossiped, "Brother Shen, your girlfriend is way too pretty. Where did you abduct her from? Teach me tomorrow so I can try it too."

The words had barely left his mouth when Jiang Yingyu felt a chill run down his spine, as if pricked by needles. He turned his head only to find Yu Youwei staring at him with wide, fierce, and menacing eyes.

Uh...

Jiang Yingyu scratched his head, feeling somewhat at a loss. After a few encounters, it was clear that Yu Youwei's affection for Shen Yan was completely undisguised; this had long been the talk of the Art Department, and everyone was already used to it.

At the time, he had even teased Shen Yan, asking if he felt no heartbeat at all when liked by such a stunning beauty.

Alas, the famous grass already had an owner, and the beauty could only shed tears in secret.

At the backstage entrance, Yu Youwei, having changed into light, comfortable clothes, wore a look of resentment. She had been standing there ever since Shen Yan embraced Hao Anqi and began whispering intimately.

She now dared not imagine just how far the two had developed, given that level of intimacy.

The final step? Or had they already been completely open with each other?

Perhaps the boy she liked was no longer pure.

She had always thought that Shen Yan had never seen the flashy world outside and just wanted to go out and play; she believed he would return once the novelty wore off.

However, things were completely different from what she had imagined. Shen Yan seemed to be playing for real; that level of intimacy with Hao Anqi and that doting look in his eyes could not be faked.

No matter how much she lied to herself, it couldn't change the fact that Shen Yan had completely changed his heart.

Shen Yan and Hao Anqi naturally discovered Yu Youwei's presence, as well as the expressionless Wu Yue'er behind her. Hao Anqi arched her willow eyebrows slightly and whispered, "I'm a little hungry. Take me to eat something good."

Shen Yan nodded, put on his jacket, and pulled Hao Anqi along at a leisurely pace. Yu Youwei stared fixedly at Shen Yan, opening her mouth as if to say something, but the words stuck in her throat and wouldn't come out.

The two were a legitimate couple; what right did she have to criticize them?

It wasn't until Wu Yue'er's voice reached her ears that Yu Youwei snapped out of it.

"See that? Your enemy isn't me at all."

Yu Youwei sniffled, her eyes turning slightly red. Suddenly, she had an urge to cry. She turned, hugged Wu Yue'er gently, and said, "I suddenly really want to drink."

For some reason, the hostility Yu Youwei felt toward Wu Yue'er in her heart vanished completely in that instant.

She only felt like a ridiculous clown; the 'main palace' queen stood high above, asserting her sovereignty, while she, on the other hand, had actually been competing with Wu Yue'er, whose intentions were still unclear.

When exactly did she become so stupid?

"Let's go. My throat is a bit dry anyway," Wu Yue'er sighed softly.

Not far away, Chen Shanni and Luo Qiqi, who were waiting there, took in everything. Chen Shanni felt it wasn't safe to drink outside late at night and suggested they buy some food and take it home.

The proposal was unanimously passed.

Walking out of the Grand Auditorium, the hour hand pointed exactly to nine o'clock. The sky was gloomy and dim, as if shrouded in a mysterious mist, giving one the illusion of being in a dream.

A breeze brushed against their faces, bringing a faint chill, but it wasn't biting or piercing; this cool sensation formed a sharp contrast with the cold season of December.

"Have you decided what you want to eat?"

Riding his little electric scooter along the winding paths of the campus, Shen Yan patted the small hands wrapped around his waist.

Hao Anqi tilted her little head and said, "How about hot pot? Let's go buy some ingredients and make it at home."

Shen Yan had no objections and rode straight to Walmart. After wandering around for a long time, they selected ingredients and hot pot base, and also had to buy an electric hot pot.

Hao Anqi lived up to her reputation as a foodie; she wanted almost everything. After buying the ingredients, she still wanted to buy snacks. Anyway, today was Friday, there were no dorm inspections and no morning or evening self-study sessions, so she planned to stick to Shen Yan for the next two days.

In fact, college students also looked forward to the weekend. The singletons would pull all-nighters or go out for skewers, while young couples could be unbridled outside at night. The speakers of the shops on the street were even playing the song "Love Until Death" to match the mood.

Returning to the fifth unit of the Danqingyuan Residential Complex, just as they walked into the entrance, Shen Yan was slightly stunned. Who else could be waiting at the elevator not far away but the four women, Yu Youwei included.

They were carrying various foods and beers, looking like they were preparing for a get-together.

What was going on? Hadn't these girls had a falling out?

"Yo! An Qi is so clingy; she even needs her boyfriend to carry her while walking." Wu Yue'er clearly noticed the arrival of the two, and while feeling jealous inside, she couldn't help but tease them.

Hearing this, Hao Anqi, who was slumped on Shen Yan's back, felt a bit embarrassed and tapped his shoulder, signaling that she wanted to get down.

After landing and smoothing out her messy pleated skirt, she greeted them, "What a coincidence!"

Ignoring Yu Youwei's resentful gaze, Shen Yan showed a hint of confusion, "Are you all preparing for a get-together?"

"What? Can't we sisters have a get-together?"

Wu Yue'er's sharp, biting tone left Shen Yan completely baffled.

Had this girl eaten gunpowder? She had been so friendly with him just before.

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; this saying was truly not false at all.

"Ding!"

Just then, the elevator opened at the right moment. Xu Weizhou walked out, laughing and talking with a middle-aged man and woman, followed by two children in their teens.

The moment the middle-aged woman saw Shen Yan, she was struck as if by lightning on the spot.