Chapter 224 - 121: Guys Really Are All Big Perverts

Chapter 224: Chapter 121: Guys Really Are All Big Perverts

An inexplicable confidence filled her heart—that he would come to her at a moment’s notice, appearing right by her side.

She cooked and did his laundry, hoping he would always have a full stomach and clean clothes to wear.

She even stopped paying much attention to how she dressed at home.

She gradually grew accustomed to wearing the kind of nightgowns in front of him that she used to only wear when it was just her and the baby. She even reached the point where she didn’t think twice about not wearing a bra.

Especially over the last few days, they had been sleeping in the same bed. Everything felt just like it would for a normal married couple.

’For him, this whole process was probably a lot like having a girlfriend.’

’And for me... it seems to be the same.’

Suddenly, Jiang Wanyi thought of something she wanted to tell Chen Yuan.

But on second thought, she suppressed the fluttering in her heart.

’The way things are now is already great. I should be content. I can’t push my luck or put any more pressure on him.’

’So...’

’I’ll just leave things as they are for now.’

"All done!"

Chen Yuan switched off the blow-dryer. Jiang Wanyi touched her hair; even the ends were completely dry.

After putting the dryer away, Jiang Wanyi took out the ointment.

"Let me put a little more on for you. It’ll help it heal faster."

"Let’s not do it tonight. I toss and turn in my sleep, and it would be a mess if it got on the pillow."

"It’s not like you’re sleeping over at someone else’s house. If it gets on the pillow, it gets on the pillow. We can just wash it."

Jiang Wanyi squeezed a little ointment onto her finger. Standing on her tiptoes, she carefully and gently applied it to the spot.

"Just bear with it for a second..."

"Okay."

They were less than ten centimeters apart. He could feel her warm, fragrant breath and the press of her chest against his.

"There."

Jiang Wanyi put the ointment away and wiped her hands.

With all their bedtime preparations done, they each headed to their respective rooms.

"Um..."

Standing in her doorway, Jiang Wanyi looked at Chen Yuan.

"What is it?"

Jiang Wanyi looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated, finding the words difficult to voice.

"The rooms are pretty soundproof. So if you... want to do anything in your room, I won’t be able to hear it. You don’t have to worry..."

"Huh? What are you trying to say?"

"Good night!"

And just like that, Jiang Wanyi slipped back into her room, leaving a flustered Chen Yuan standing alone in the doorway.

...

Jiang Wanyi was up bright and early the next morning.

It was Monday, and Chen Yuan had classes. She couldn’t let him skip again.

Mili was still asleep. The rash on her body had completely vanished, and her skin was clear and fair again.

Her little mouth was parted as she slept on her side, a tiny hand resting on her chest. She looked so peaceful.

On a whim, she checked her temperature with the thermometer gun again. 36.6.

’This time, she’s really okay.’

She threw on some clothes, took the breast pump to the living room, and prepared Chen Yuan’s "rations."

CREAK—

The door to the spare bedroom opened, and Chen Yuan emerged with a messy bedhead. Jiang Wanyi instinctively turned to the side, trying not to make it too obvious.

"Why are you up so early? You could’ve slept in a little longer."

"I woke up and couldn’t feel her next to me, so I couldn’t fall back asleep."

Chen Yuan yawned, sticking a hand into his pants to scratch his ass.

"I’m gonna go sleep in your room for a bit."

"What do you want for breakfast?"

Chen Yuan thought for a moment. "Didn’t you make beef stew yesterday? Let’s use the leftover meat and broth to make some beef noodle soup."

"Anything else? Don’t worry about it being too much trouble for me; I can make something else."

"It’s not about the trouble. I just really love it."

"Alright, go get some more sleep," Jiang Wanyi said with a smile.

Chen Yuan went into the master bedroom. Jiang Wanyi finished pumping, straightened her clothes, tied up her loose hair, and muttered to herself:

’No matter how good this pump is, it’s no match for her little mouth.’

In the kitchen, she tied on an apron. It was no trouble at all to boil the noodles and reheat yesterday’s braised beef.

She added two fried eggs to the bowl as well. A huge bowl of noodles, plus a glass of milk—that should be enough for him.

She untied her apron, walked to the master bedroom, and gently opened the door.

Chen Yuan was dozing. Her precious daughter, however, was already awake, grunting with effort as she tried to climb up on him. Her eyes were filled with a desperate longing for milk.

Mili tilted her head and spotted Jiang Wanyi in the doorway. She flashed a happy, toothy grin.

"GIGGLE GIGGLE..."

After giggling, Mili continued her ascent.

And then...

She took a bite.

HISS!

Chen Yuan was instantly wide awake. He shot up and doubled over like a shrimp. Realizing it was Mili on top of him, he instinctively wrapped his arms around her, afraid she might fall and get hurt.

"GIGGLE GIGGLE..."

Mili was laughing her head off, her giggles filling the entire room.

"You didn’t even try to stop her. Just going to let your daughter commit her crimes, are you?"

"Hmph."

Leaning against the doorframe, Jiang Wanyi propped a hand on her hip.

"Aren’t you two close? You can’t even let her bite you once?"

"I’ll remember what you said today. I’ll find a way to get my revenge."

"I’m not scared of you. Now hurry up and get ready for breakfast. It’s all made."

"Okay."

While Chen Yuan got dressed, Jiang Wanyi took over baby duty.

He washed his face in the bathroom, then sat down at the dining table to eat.

Jiang Wanyi sat beside him, holding the baby, and watched as Chen Yuan polished off the huge bowl of noodles in just a few minutes.

’Young men really have an appetite.’

"The baby’s fever just broke. Is it okay for her to go out?"

"Why do you ask?"

"My mom said she misses the baby and wants me to come over for dinner tonight."

"Should be fine. Just make sure she’s bundled up well."

"Okay."

After eating his fill, Chen Yuan went to the door to put on his shoes.

"I’m heading out. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay."

Jiang Wanyi took Mili’s little hand. "Say bye-bye to Daddy."

"Ya ya ya..."

Once his shoes were on, Chen Yuan leaned over, gave Mili a quick kiss on the cheek, and left.

Back at the university, his first class was English. Everything was normal.

Aside from his roommates asking what he’d been up to on Friday, none of his classmates cared that he’d been absent.

Skipping class was like cheating on a partner. The first time, you’re nervous and feel guilty, but after you’ve done it enough, it just becomes second nature.

Toward the end of his advanced math class, he got a message from Fang Youning.

Fang Youning: "Are you busy tonight?"

Chen Yuan: "What’s up?"

Fang Youning: "I’m going to my sister’s for dinner. My little nephew said he wants to play with you, so my sister told me to bring you along."

Chen Yuan thought about it. Jiang Wanyi was going to her parents’ house for the evening, and he didn’t have any other plans, so he might as well go.

’Maybe I’ll even get a mission out of it.’

Chen Yuan: "OK."

After his morning classes ended, he had lunch with Song Jianye.

His afternoon class was mind-numbingly dull, and it wasn’t until the final bell rang that his drowsiness completely vanished.

When he got to the university gate, Fang Youning was already there waiting for him.

She was wearing a pair of loose-fitting white trousers that made her legs look long. Her slightly wavy hair was down, accented with a black bow-shaped barrette. Her outfit screamed "freshman."

She was holding two fruit teas.

"Here. I got you a different flavor today. Green grape and lemon. See how you like it."

"It’s free, so I’m not picky."

Chen Yuan stuck the straw in and took a sip. SLURP. It tasted pretty good.

Walking side-by-side, they entered the subway station, paid with their phones, and boarded a train.

It wasn’t the morning or evening rush hour, so the train wasn’t as crowded as they’d expected. They even found seats after getting on.

"Oh, right. When I was buying the fruit tea, I saw some people from your External Relations Department. Your female president was with them, too. They were all heading to the underground shopping arcade."

"They probably went to shoot a video. They must have landed their third sponsorship deal."

"The third one already?"

"Our account has over twenty thousand followers now. We’re at the point where we can monetize it."

"You guys are amazing! The account can be monetized this quickly?"

Fang Youning was shocked. As far as she could remember, they had only started the account a short time ago. And now they were already monetizing it.

’Chen Yuan is so amazing!’

"Our department started an account too. Li Dongyang is always going on about shooting videos, and he keeps bugging me to record a song. He’s so annoying."

When it came to complaining about Li Dongyang, Fang Youning never held back.

"Just ignore him. As long as you stay away from gambling and drugs, a president position will be waiting for you."

"Huh? Aren’t you missing one? Isn’t it porn, gambling, and drugs?"

"That one doesn’t count. Dating won’t affect your chances of becoming president."

Holding her fruit tea, Fang Youning looked at Chen Yuan. "But dating doesn’t have anything to do with the ’porn’ part."

"You can’t just have a dry, platonic relationship. A relationship can’t be all bland soup with no substance."

"Ah... um..."

This topic was clearly a bit advanced for the songstress.

’Can’t have a dry relationship...’

’All bland soup with no substance is no good either...’

’Does dating also have... meat and vegetarian options?’

’Could it be!’

A flash of understanding suddenly lit up her confused eyes.

’Can you still apply the ointment if it’s damp?!’

’That’s his Douyin username!’

’He must be talking about that!’

’Chen Yuan is so infuriating!’

’You can hold hands, you can hug! Why does he always have to connect it to... that kind of stuff!’

’Boys really are all a bunch of perverts!’