Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

"Just a casual chat under the quilt." Jiang Deng quickly added, "Is that okay?"

Zhou Wu was silent for a moment.

"Ayu, are you testing my self-control?"

Jiang Deng: “…”

It’s not wrong for you to understand it this way.

Jiang Deng slid his arm to Zhou Wu's neck, raised his head and leaned in to kiss him on the side of his face, "I can stay in the guest bedroom."

"Okay." Zhou Wu responded in a low voice.

The Minghua Apartment where Zhou Wu lives is in the city center. Jiang Deng doesn't come here very often. After they started dating, Zhou Wu always gives her the latest fashions and keeps some of them here, so Jiang Deng never lacks clothes here.

Jiang Deng came out of the bathroom after washing up. As soon as she opened the door, Zhou Wu looked at her, stood up, and held a hair dryer in his hand.

"Ayu, let me help you blow dry your hair." His voice sounded a little unnatural.

She was wearing a loose green silk nightgown. Her jade-like white face was a little red from the steam. Her long hair was draped behind her shoulders, and water was still dripping from the ends of her hair.

The atmosphere was warm and soft, but her temperament was very cold.

Zhou Wu felt that she was like a proud and arrogant little kitten that accidentally got caught in the rain.

Jiang Deng nodded, walked towards Zhou Wu, and sat down obediently beside him.

Now it's more like that.

Zhou Wu suppressed the restlessness in his heart and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

In the middle of the process, Jiang Deng was instructing him on the hair care process from time to time while pulling the hem of his pajamas and playing with it.

A rare moment of quietness.

Before this, Jiang Deng had never thought about what it would be like to live with another person, but now it feels like... it's pretty good.

"Prodigal son, when did you... start to like me?"

Jiang Deng stared at Zhou Wuqing's handsome eyebrows, pushed his waist and abdomen, and suddenly remembered to ask him.

She fell in love with him at first sight, what about him?

Jiang Deng wasn’t really curious about this before, and was afraid that his secret crush was just wishful thinking, so he didn’t ask.

Now she wanted to know.

Zhou Wu was obviously stunned for a moment, his pupils moved slightly, as if he remembered something, but then he quickly smiled, "Ayu wants to know."

"Ah."

"I won't tell you... guess." Zhou Wu turned off the hair dryer, his peach blossom eyes slightly curved, and finally brushed her hair, "Okay, Ah Yu will come to inspect the results."

Jiang Deng hit him.

Changing the subject, how annoying.

Zhou Wu pretended to carry her to the mirror. Jiang Deng suddenly lost her temper. She jumped up and hid in front of the mirror. She turned around, looked around, and snorted:

"It's okay, I taught you well after all."

"Yes, yes, Ayu is the best..." Zhou Wu was quite supportive.

Jiang Deng was so happy that she had forgotten what happened just now. She glanced at the clock on the wall and pounced on him like an octopus, looking at him eagerly, "Can't we sleep together?"

Zhou Wu: “…”

"Well...it's not impossible." he said.

You can only look at it but not eat it. It's very tiring to endure it.

But if she wanted to...

"Then let's sleep together!" After receiving his affirmative answer, Jiang Deng's eyes curved up, and she joyfully pulled him onto the big bed in the master bedroom.

After half an hour.

In total darkness.

"Can't sleep?" Zhou Wu felt that she had tossed and turned several times.

"Um..." Jiang Deng was a little frustrated, "Did I disturb you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Maybe she is... a little attached to her bed?

Or maybe she is not used to sleeping with others. After all, she has always slept alone since she was a child.

Now, even though Zhou Wu had a new quilt, and she and Zhou Wu each covered themselves with one, with some distance between them, Zhou Wu's presence was still very strong. She couldn't ignore him, and it was difficult for her body to relax.

"It's okay, Ayu, I can't sleep either." Zhou Wu laughed muffledly and let out a long sigh.

After a rustling sound of fabric, Jiang Deng suddenly felt a corner of the quilt she was covering herself with was lifted up. Zhou Wu's warm body leaned over and hugged her from behind.