He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Wei Yinuo rolled her eyes at him: "You don't understand."

Zhou Yan sat down next to Wei Yinuo and said dismissively, "It's just a game, what's there to not understand?"

"You're getting old."

Zhou Yan: "..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Wei Yinuo.

Wei Yinuo smiled awkwardly and muttered to herself, "I didn't say anything wrong, I am old."

Although it was spoken very softly, Zhou Yan could still hear it clearly.

老?

He's in the prime of his life, and he's charmed countless young girls. How could he possibly be old?

"Your studies are your priority now, don't play games!"

Wei Yinuo looked unconvinced, her little mouth pouting high, and her big eyes glaring fiercely at Zhou Yan in front of her.

She quickly reached out her hands, trying to snatch back the phone that Zhou Yan had taken from her.

However, Zhou Yan nimbly leaned back, while simultaneously raising the hand holding the phone high above his head, making it impossible for Wei Yinuo to reach it.

Wei Yinuo was not to be outdone. Using both hands and feet, like a nimble little monkey, she crawled directly towards Zhou Yan and pounced on him without hesitation, trying to snatch the phone in this way.

The moment the two came into close contact, Zhou Yan suddenly felt a strange sensation welling up in his heart.

He could clearly feel the softness of the girl's body.

The sudden touch made his body tense instantly, and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

At this moment, Wei Yinuo was only focused on getting her phone back and was completely unaware of Zhou Yan's reaction.

While pressing Zhou Yan down forcefully, she threatened him fiercely, "Give me back my phone right now, or I'll really bite you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan subconsciously raised his head, staring directly at the aggressive girl in front of him.

Only then did he notice that the redness and swelling on the girl's face had subsided considerably, and her skin was gradually regaining its former whiteness and smoothness.

His gaze involuntarily began to move from the girl's cheek and slowly downwards.

Eyes, nose, mouth, chin, and then down...

With just a glance, Zhou Yan snapped back to reality as if electrocuted and quickly looked away.

Zhou Yan spoke in a deliberately serious tone: "Wei Yinuo, do you even know the rules? Get up right now."

Wei Yinuo was clearly not afraid, showing an attitude of "I won't get off until I get my phone back."

"Give me your phone, do you hear me?"

Zhou Yan compromised; he felt that if things continued like this, he really wouldn't be able to control himself.

"Okay, here's your phone, get up."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo got up from Zhou Yan.

"cell phone."

Zhou Yan reluctantly handed her the phone, then got up and walked towards the restroom.

I was somewhat surprised to see the clothes hanging in the bathroom.

But that's not the priority right now; the priority is to take care of my little one first.

They actually reacted because of a little kid.

Zhou Yan was speechless.

He looked up at Wei Yinuo's clothes, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take them off.

Wei Yinuo, who was sitting outside, heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom and asked in surprise, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

Zhou Yan's voice was somewhat subdued.

Wei Yinuo didn't pay attention and continued playing on her phone.

Zhou Yan didn't come out of the bathroom for half an hour. He saw the girl lying on the sofa playing games and sighed helplessly.

"Nono, you should look at your phone less; it's bad for your eyes."

Wei Yinuo frowned as she listened to his mature tone.

She sat up: "Uncle, you're being too nosy."

Zhou Yan was speechless after being rebuked.

Wei Yinuo felt uncomfortable sitting, so she simply leaned against the back of the sofa.

This made my back feel less uncomfortable.

Seeing that Zhou Yan still showed no intention of leaving, Wei Yinuo asked curiously, "Uncle, why aren't you leaving yet?"

"You're just hoping I'll leave?"

Wei Yinuo was slightly taken aback.

She said dismissively, "No, don't you go to work this afternoon?" As she spoke, she glanced at the time on her phone; it was almost two o'clock.

"Uncle, what were you doing in the bathroom just now? Were you constipated?"

Zhou Yan didn't say anything and just sat down next to the girl.

"You washed the clothes hanging in the bathroom yourself?"

"How could that be? It was Aning who washed it for me."

Zhou Yan looked incredulous: "You asked Xu Ning to do your clothes?"

There are women's underwear inside.

She actually let a man wash her.

Wei Yinuo looked at Zhou Yan with some anger, thinking that Xu Ning was also born into a young master family, and his family would definitely not want him to do this kind of servant work.

She felt a little guilty: "Well, not entirely. At worst, I'll just make sure he doesn't wash what I'm wearing today."

"You still want him to wash it?"

Wei Yinuo quickly waved her hand: "No, no, I, I'll wash it myself."

"You're a patient now, are you supposed to wash?"

Wei Yinuo was a little confused.

Xu Ning couldn't wash it accurately.

Even washing it myself doesn't work.

She thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Then, will you help me wash?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Wei Yinuo was somewhat annoyed.

Ahhhh! !

What nonsense am I spouting?

He asked Zhou Yan to wash his clothes.

Isn't this just handing over your head?

She quickly smiled apologetically, "Haha, Uncle Zhou, I, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yan interrupted, "Okay."

Wei Yinuo was stunned.

For a moment, I couldn't believe my ears.

"what?"

Zhou Yan dismissed it: "You're allergic to me, so it's only right that I wash your clothes."

Wei Yinuo: "..."

Oh no, my CPU is going to burn out.

For a moment, Wei Yinuo didn't know whether Zhou Yan was serious or joking.

Somewhat embarrassing.

She chuckled dryly, and in an attempt to change the subject, asked, "By the way, Uncle, are you constipated?"

Zhou Yan frowned: "What the hell?"

"You spent half an hour in the bathroom just now, it seems you're severely constipated."

Zhou Yan: "..."

He instinctively retorted, "How could I possibly be constipated?"

"If you're not constipated, what have you been doing in the toilet for so long?" She suddenly realized something and looked at Zhou Yan with a disgusted expression.

Meeting the girl's undisguised look of disdain, Zhou Yan was a little annoyed: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wei Yinuo covered her mouth and shook her head.

Zhou Yan's face darkened: "Speak."

"You're the one who asked me to say it, so don't be angry."

Zhou Yan scoffed, "How could I, a grown man, argue with a little woman like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yinuo blurted out his own words.

"Uncle Zhou, do you have any kind of fetish?"

What kind of quirks?

"For example, some people like to bite their nails, some like to pick their noses, and you, you like to smell poop..."

"What did you say?"

Zhou Yan's tone unconsciously rose several decibels.

"Do you have any kind of...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Wei Yinuo chickened out after meeting Zhou Yan's murderous gaze.

"Hehe, just kidding, Uncle Zhou, you can't even take a joke like this, can you?"

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes, reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, leaned in, and stared straight at her.