Chapter 233

Zhou Yinhe pressed his lips, stepped forward while Wen Ling hadn't yet reacted, and tightly hugged her waist.

He said pitifully, "Don't be so cruel to me; I miss you so much, I just want to stay a little longer with you, even if we just look at each other doing nothing."

Wen Ling bought his act, and she said coldly, "Then let go of me."

While saying he'd do nothing, his hand stroked her back and even tried to slip under her clothes.

This is because Wen Ling and he have done everything together before; otherwise she wouldn't know how shy she'd be now.

Zhou Yinhe let out an "ah," slowly released his hand; the fleeting regret in his eyes was caught by Wen Ling, who said unhappily, "You can come in, but there are three rules."

"'Go on.'"

"'No touching, no barging into my room, and I'll tell you the rest later when I think of it.'"

"'Okay, I agree.' Zhou Yinhe nodded and followed Wen Ling into the villa."

The villa's air conditioning was on; Zhou Yinhe sighed comfortably. Sitting on the sofa, Wen Ling grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and tossed it to him, standing opposite and saying, "Stay here, I'm going upstairs to change; don't move, don't follow me."

Zhou Yinhe sincerely raised his hand to swear; Wen Ling gave a light hum and went upstairs.

Hearing the faint sounds upstairs, Zhou Yinhe looked around at the villa's design; as his gaze swept the stairs, two large bodies came running down, their claws tapping the stairs with a crisp sound.

Zhou Yinhe looked at them delighted, took a few steps forward, then remembered Wen Ling's warning and had to stay put.

Hehe and Hum Hum, however, ran over to him, grabbed his pants and climbed all the way to his shoulder, meowing nonstop.

The two cats' familiar action gave Zhou Yinhe a hint of doubt; if confirmed, he would be overjoyed.

He whispered, "You guys, do you still remember me?"

If things had gone as before, before Wen Ling returned three years later to find him, he wouldn't have known Hehe existed, let alone Hum Hum, who was brought home later; yet now the two cats are so familiar with him that it doesn't look like they don't know him.

Hehe and Hum Hum unusually licked his face; before, they wouldn't do that, their cat eyes rolling, and Zhou Yinhe understood that they really remembered him!

Zhou Yinhe almost cried, thinking that besides himself and the instigator Zhou Jingyuan, no one could know what happened between him and Wen Ling; he never expected these two cats to remember as well.

He held the two cats and kissed them fiercely; just then Wen Ling came down and saw.

She felt a bit puzzled: previously Hehe and Hum Hum weren't affectionate toward Lu Zhaoye and Wen Zhuo—in fact, Lu Zhaoye once got scratched when trying to pet Hehe—but now the two cats are like soulless dolls, letting Zhou Yinhe hold and knead them however he likes.

"'What did you do to them?' Wen Ling wondered."

Zhou Yinhe blinked, innocent: "Nothing, maybe we're fated; they were born to call me Dad."

"'... You're sick.'"

Wen Ling scolded him, then sat on the sofa holding her tablet, eating fruit while watching a variety show, laughing happily.

Zhou Yinhe teased the two cats for a while, but his eyes kept drifting to Wen Ling; unable to resist, he went to her side, sat beside her, leaned over to look at the tablet, and whispered, "What are you watching? It's so fun."

Wen Ling gave him a sideways glance, hummed softly, turned her gaze back to the screen, but didn't notice that Zhou Yinhe's attention had already drifted away with the movement of her lips.

A flicker of smile flashed in his eyes; he suddenly lifted his chin and kissed her lips; when she looked over, he raised his hands in surrender, grinning, and said, "You only said no hands, no feet—you didn't say no mouth."

"'You're such a rascal!' Wen Ling was about to die from his shamelessness; she shoved him hard, stood up, and glared at Zhou Yinhe."

Since they met, Zhou Yinhe still doesn't know how many times he's seen her angry glare, but he doesn't take it seriously.

He stood up, embraced Wen Ling, snatched the tablet from her hand and tossed it onto the sofa, then lifted her in a horizontal hold and headed upstairs.

A man's strength is truly something a woman can't resist; no matter how Wen Ling struggled, he held her fast, and she snapped, "Are you crazy? What do you want to do on my turf?"

"'Love.' Zhou Yinhe curled his lips and answered lightly."

Wen Ling raised her hand to pinch him; he endured the pain and didn't let go, so she ended up shouting at the two cats lounging on the sofa, licking their paws.

But Hehe and Hum Hum aren't seeing this for the first time; they've long grown used to their big movements and don't care.

Up to the second floor, Zhou Yinhe glanced around, easily found Wen Ling's bedroom, kept walking while holding her, kicked the door shut, set her down, then pinned her arms and lowered his head to kiss her.

Wen Ling's eyes turned red from anger; seeing his lips approach, she opened her mouth and bit down hard.

She bit hard enough that a bead of blood instantly welled up; Zhou Yinhe didn't care, continuing to grind against her lips.

He whispered softly, "I really miss you, Baobao."

Wen Ling was about to bite him again, but his pleading words softened her heart; she gave a muffled hum, raised her arms to hug Zhou Yinhe, closed her eyes, and returned the kiss.

Zhou Yinhe's eyes were red-rimmed, he panted and asked, "Where's the bathroom?"

Wen Ling met his gaze, their eyes locked; her reserve had long been swept away by his kiss, she smiled lightly, tugged at his shirt hem, and turned toward the bathroom.

She is someone who indulges in pleasure, born into an aristocratic family; from childhood, everything she ate and drank was top-notch. Having grown up this way, she's seen many men, but none have left an impression or made her unable to forget them.

Only this person beside her makes it impossible for her to forget after seeing him; those blush-inducing thoughts come in waves, one after another, and unable to bear it, she had no choice but to bring Zhou Auntie and others to live at her maternal grandparents' home in Hua Guo.

Wen Ling was pressed against the tiled wall by him, her eyes hazy as she looked into Zhou Yinhe's eyes.

She still remembered that she had taken the initiative to meet Zhou Yinhe; this guy was actually more arrogant than she, gave her a cold glance and walked away; back then she swore she wouldn't train him to be an obedient dog, or else she'd take his surname!

Later, Wen Ling recalled the time they had spent together.

She kissed him once, and he could blush to the point of bleeding; after that one time, he learned to please her, and the change in his personality astonished Wen Ling.

At this moment, Wen Ling lowered her gaze to the person kneeling before her and asked softly.

"'Back then you were so aloof and cold; now why are you kneeling here?'"