Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Zhou Yuwen was at an age brimming with energy, so it was quite normal for him to have physiological reactions early in the morning, especially after chatting with the wildcat Qu Jing for so long, his tent had been poking against Qu Jing's long legs under the blanket.

At first, Qu Jing was puzzled about what it could be, but once she realized, her body softened even more, completely drained of strength, she blushed and nestled into Zhou Yuwen's embrace, shyly saying, "I, I heard it's not good to hold it in like this."

Zhou Yuwen asked, what can he do?

"Qu Jing, even if you say so, I can't really do whatever I want with you, right? You haven't had a boyfriend before, have you?" Zhou Yuwen earnestly asked.

Qu Jing, with a blushing face, nodded, "No, not yet."

"Then I certainly can't do anything to you even more so. I don't know if you might regret it later, so I can't let you do something you'll regret for the rest of your life just because of a moment of impulse."

"I won't regret it!" Qu Jing said with determination, right after Zhou Yuwen had finished speaking.

Zhou Yuwen still shook his head, saying then how about this, think about it some more.

"But if you keep it like this, won't it be very uncomfortable..." Qu Jing voiced her concern, seemingly afraid that her beautiful legs were pressing uncomfortably against Zhou Yuwen, thinking of shifting to the side.

But Zhou Yuwen said, "Don't move, just lean on me like this."

Saying so, Zhou Yuwen even drew her beautiful legs closer to him.

Qu Jing didn't understand all these things and worried that she might accidentally bump against Zhou Yuwen, she remained completely still, letting Zhou Yuwen position her legs on top his own, even though her heart was also pounding.

It would make any girl who had never experienced such a thing feel her heart racing if her thighs were being poked like this.

Qu Jing said she was afraid of damaging Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen said he wasn't that fragile.

Qu Jing blushed and fell silent, yet her mind started to wander. She thought of the scenes she had seen in movies, feeling that if it really went like in the movies...

Someone might die.

Qu Jing hoped that Zhou Yuwen would take her, but Zhou Yuwen did not wish to; he said that just leaning against each other like this was enough.

Zhou Yuwen wasn't being prudish; he thought he'd wait a few more days to see.

After all, this girl seemed a bit emotionally unstable.

A thirty-year-old uncle who was reborn had developed a rather wicked habit of liking to sleep with young girls in his arms. These eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls really did have good figures.

Being hugged tightly like this was also a kind of pleasure.

Zhou Yuwen, caressing Qu Jing's cheek, said, "When I first met you, I thought you were quite fierce."

You were all bluster, just like a little chili pepper.

I didn't expect you to be so obedient.

"Considering you're two years older than me, I should technically call you 'sister,' but look at you, you don't have the look of a big sister at all."

Qu Jing, embarrassed by what Zhou Yuwen said, kept her little face against his chest.

Zhou Yuwen, however, pinched her little face and asked, "If you want me to treat you like a pet, isn't it a bit off for you to call me Zhou Yuwen every time?"

Qu Jing batted her eyelashes, asking, "Then, what should I call you?"

"What would you like to call me?"

Qu Jing thought for a moment, "Master, master..."

"Call me 'brother,'" Zhou Yuwen interrupted Qu Jing.

Qu Jing said, "Huh? But, you're younger than me..."

"Being younger means I can't be your brother?"

Zhou Yuwen liked making older girls call him brother; it gave him a sense of accomplishment even more so than being called 'daddy.'

Qu Jing felt so embarrassed by Zhou Yuwen's tease that her cheeks could've dripped with redness.

Zhou Yuwen asked what's wrong, don't want to call me brother?

"No, it's not that."

Zhou Yuwen said, "Then say it once, let's hear it?"

Qu Jing, thinking it over, slightly lifted her head, opened her little mouth, about to call out, yet felt too shy, "Bro..."

"Hmm?"

"Bro." Qu Jing herself felt too embarrassed, having called out only half-heartedly because it was too awkward, and simply hid in Zhou Yuwen's embrace.

Zhou Yuwen said, how come you're still shy? Aren't you two years older than me? Hiding in someone's arms even though you're two years older?

"Stop it..." Qu Jing's ears turned red from Zhou Yuwen's teasing, and she said it with a whine.

Zhou Yuwen said, oh, now you're calling me annoying, huh?

"It's not like that..."

Qu Jing twisted her little waist, protesting.

Zhou Yuwen was just too good at coaxing girls; with a few words, he could make a girl feel both shy and bashful.

And throughout this time, Zhou Yuwen had definitely been leaning against Qu Jing's thighs under the blanket.

Qu Jing felt it was too uncomfortable for Zhou Yuwen like this, and while being embraced by Zhou Yuwen, she would intentionally or unintentionally lean against where Zhou Yuwen was.

The feeling was quite thrilling.

It was like touching and then quickly pulling away.

Qu Jing asked Zhou Yuwen if he felt really uncomfortable.

Zhou Yuwen said it was alright.

Qu Jing said she wouldn't regret it.

Zhou Yuwen said think about it for a few more days, calm down a bit.

But Qu Jing really didn't want Zhou Yuwen to be so uncomfortable, and since Zhou Yuwen was considering it for her sake, she was deeply moved and hesitated for a moment.

She took the initiative to nestle her head closer, moving to kiss Zhou Yuwen's ear.

She was like a kitten nuzzling its owner, snuggling up to Zhou Yuwen in various ways, whispering to him that there was a way to make him less uncomfortable.

Zhou Yuwen asked what way.

Qu Jing smiled, suddenly pouncing on Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen didn't react in time, the space on the couch was only so big.

Zhou Yuwen was leaning against the couch cushion on one side, and had been originally hugging Qu Jing from the side, when Qu Jing suddenly turned over and climbed onto him.

The blanket that had been covering them naturally fell down.

Thinking to himself, wearing his own light pink shirt on Qu Jing actually looked quite alluring.