137: Chapter 137 A Dream Under the Moonlit Night

"Is there any problem with putting these two phrases together?"

"When watching the news on TV, whenever an important figure appears, isn't that how they describe the atmosphere at the scene?"

But Brother Shen's tone... there must be something I don't understand.

Feng Jiayue had an outgoing and cheerful personality, but that didn't mean she could easily grasp the profound depth of the Chinese language.

Seeing the confusion on her face, Shen Weiyue blew a warm breath against her and explained a few more words to her.

Whoa, Feng Jiayue completely exploded at that.

Oh my god, Brother Shen actually meant that.

Are high-achieving students like him so unique even when being lewd?

I really like it so much!

The overall size of the rental apartment wasn't large, and the bathroom felt especially cramped.

Two friends-with-benefits who hadn't seen each other for days were squeezed together; originally, a single gesture or look could easily ignite their piled-up lust.

Yet at this moment, Shen Weiyue leaned into the base of Feng Jiayue's ear and whispered such ambiguous and flirtatious words.

How could Feng Jiayue possibly resist?

Her heart raced, her legs went weak, and feeling like she was about to lose her footing, she quickly braced herself against the vanity.

The face in the mirror was flushed with the crimson glow of a sunset, and her clear eyes were painted with a hazy, shimmering light.

"Shen... Brother Shen, what are... what are you saying? I don't understand..."

"No, you do. I've already explained it."

"You're so bad~"

"Don't you like it?" Shen Weiyue smirked mischievously, lifting Feng Jiayue's chin. "Yueyue..."

"No... I don't like it." Feng Jiayue shook her head, dazed.

Shen Weiyue chuckled, patted her head, and said: "No, you do!"

...

Feng Jiaxin had been making the bed, but as she went on, she felt something wasn't quite right, and her little face involuntarily began to heat up.

Well, things being as they were, how could she not know what was happening?

The sisters understood each other well; the closer they were, the stronger their quantum entanglement.

So, in this situation, she didn't dare go out at all and could only foolishly hide in the bedroom, hoping for the year 1945 to arrive.

Feng Jiaxin inexplicably thought of the hug Shen Weiyue gave her at the airport exit.

She knew it was a completely innocent, polite hug, but the direct sensation of that intimate contact was deeply etched in her mind.

Brother Shen's scent, the warmth radiating from under his T-shirt...

And Brother Shen wearing sunglasses was really so handsome.

Sister is so happy, I envy her so much.

Feng Jiaxin had a little deer hidden in her heart, which now seemed to have taken stimulants and was bumping around everywhere. When it got dizzy, it would lie down for a while, and when it woke up, it would bump again; regardless, it was fluttering around wildly and couldn't rest.

She didn't know how much time had passed, perhaps over half an hour later, the little deer finally settled down.

Feng Jiaxin finally stopped her wild thoughts, stayed for another two minutes to adjust her state, and then walked out of the bedroom.

"Jiaxin, what's wrong? Your forehead is covered in sweat. Did you get heatstroke from the heat?" Shen Weiyue asked with concern, seeing that her state wasn't right.

"No, I was just moving around making the bed and broke a sweat." Feng Jiaxin replied softly and delicately, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Really? Let me check." Shen Weiyue touched her forehead with the back of his hand, then touched his own to compare. "Your forehead is a bit hot. You have a fever..."

"No, no, Brother Shen, you're mistaken." Feng Jiaxin gave her sister an embarrassed and annoyed look, then lowered her head and quickly ran into the Restroom.

Seeing the worry on Shen Weiyue's face, Feng Jiayue explained earnestly: "It's fine, she'll be better in a while. Brother Shen, don't worry."

"How can I not worry? She's sweating from a fever. Is there any Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid at home? Give her some to drink immediately..."

"Drinking any water is useless. I told you, you wouldn't understand. Anyway, she'll be fine in a bit."

Feng Jiayue pulled Shen Weiyue to a chair, poured him a cup of lemon and mint infused water, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Their longing for each other over many days had been slightly relieved, but they needed to keep up the good work.

Shen Weiyue tilted his head back and drank the water in one gulp, then wiped away his sweat and said: "No, this time I must install an air conditioner for you two to improve your living environment."

Feng Jiayue shook her head, saying: "An electric fan is enough. Installing an air conditioner costs money, and Brother Shen, you've already spent so much on us..."

Shen Weiyue thought about it; it wasn't much, just a few thousand yuan, not even ten thousand had been spent.

Bosses from Hong Kong coming over to keep a mistress would spend more than this in a month, and for them, it was like hiding a beauty in a golden house.

He was equivalent to hiding a Chen Ajiao in a humble abode; he was getting a great deal, wasn't he?

"Installing an air conditioner will be more comfortable. When conditions improve in a while, I'll rent you an apartment with an elevator; it will be much better than being squeezed in here."

In these two or three months in Shenzhen, Feng Jiayue's horizons had gradually broadened; she was no longer the little girl who had just come from the village and didn't understand anything.

The life of a true city dweller made her extremely envious.

To her, Shen Weiyue's simple words of care provided maximum emotional value, and she was so touched that her heart was about to melt.

What Feng Jiayue actually feared most was that Shen Weiyue only treated her as a plaything. Now, his words revealed genuine care, and even if it was just a little bit, it was enough to bring her complete comfort.

Therefore, at this moment, Feng Jiayue felt that she was willing to do anything for Shen Weiyue.

She had truly fallen in love with him, the kind of love that was very deep.

She was just that kind of rural girl who dared to love and hate; there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

"Brother Shen, I still want..."

"Later. In a while, when Jiaxin comes out, we'll go shopping together and eat out tonight."

"Brother Shen, I bought a sexy swimsuit..."

"Yueyue, are you serious? Then put it on tonight; I want to properly challenge my own weakness."

Shen Weiyue smiled and patted Feng Jiayue's face, telling her to go call Feng Jiaxin to come out quickly.

They had used some energy earlier and were hungry, so they needed to go out and get something to eat.

Thus, it wasn't long before Shen Weiyue appeared in the mall with the two sisters. Feng Jiayue had simply tied her hair into a ponytail on her right shoulder, and Feng Jiaxin had done the same, but on her left shoulder.

The two followed on either side of Shen Weiyue, causing this handsome guy to walk through the mall with his chest puffed out and head held high.

If power is a man's inner lining, then the female companion he takes out is the man's outer garment; the more beautiful the companion, the more glamorous the outer garment.

Especially when there are two such garments, and they are identical, that is even more extraordinary.

As the three of them walked by, whether it was the sales clerks or the customers in the mall, everyone couldn't help but take a close look.

Director Shen finally experienced a kind of happiness he had never experienced in his past life.

So he took the sisters up floor by floor, bought clothes, had a meal, and simply took them to see a movie.

In the dim cinema, the feeling of having both hands full was intoxicating.

But Director Shen knew that something even more intoxicating was yet to come.

He was looking forward to seeing just how sexy that swimsuit Feng Jiayue mentioned really was.