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Chapter Thirty-Four: The White Dew Has Yet to Fade
Junxi had never tried dancing on one foot before. What seemed like a romantic idea turned out to be quite a physical challenge. Of course, the one exerting more effort was Zhou Xuanyu.
She transferred all the weight that should have been on her right foot onto him instead.
As they entered the room, he had already changed into slippers, while she was barefoot on one foot, occasionally stumbling and stepping on his instep. He didn’t show any impatience with such an unreliable partner; he simply slowed his pace.
Her white skirt fluttered and danced, intertwining with his black pant legs, coming apart and tangling again... Despite her clumsiness, he managed to lead her into a graceful dance.
In the end, there was a spinning move that she knew she couldn’t complete, yet stubbornly wanted to finish.
Zhou Xuanyu seemed to see through her thoughts. Suddenly, he lifted her with a strong pull, and her left foot left the ground as he held her up in mid-air...
Junxi smiled lightly, wrapping her arms around Zhou Xuanyu's neck in a carefree manner.
This was the most intimate gesture they had shared that evening.
Just when she thought Zhou Xuanyu would spin her around like the male lead in a drama, his bland voice broke through her thoughts.
"Have you had enough fun?"
Junxi pouted, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head.
Zhou Xuanyu held her and sat back down on the sofa, raising his hand to check the time.
"It's getting late; you'll stay here tonight," he casually dropped the bombshell.
"Ah?"
Without saying a word, Zhou Xuanyu simply extended his wrist with the watch, lightly tapping the surface twice with his fingertips, indicating for her to check the time herself.
It was already past curfew. Given the nature of the Dormitory Supervisor, if she wanted to go back, she would have to endure quite a scolding. The thought of being reprimanded in the middle of the night was indeed unsettling.
"Is it... inconvenient?" Junxi felt her cheeks flush again after they had just cooled down.
"It's not like it's your first time staying over at my place," Zhou Xuanyu pointed out.
"Things are different now!"
As he tidied up the medicine kit, Zhou Xuanyu lazily countered, "How is it different? Are you planning for this time for you to sleep on the sofa while I take the bed?"
Junxi found it both amusing and infuriating.
So he remembered all those mischievous things she did as a child, did he?
"You wouldn't be so lacking in gentlemanly manners," she asserted confidently.
He nodded knowingly, seemingly implying something: "Since you know that, what are you worried about?"
"But..."
Junxi lowered her head, her eyes downcast. Zhou Xuanyu clearly did not see her as a woman in a serious light. Perhaps, in his eyes, she was still that mischievous and willful child who loved to play tricks on guests.
"There is no 'but.'"
Zhou Xuanyu picked her up and headed toward the second floor.
Yatian's villa was newly purchased by him. When they moved in hastily, only the master bedroom had been meticulously decorated; the guest rooms were still incomplete. He could never let a woman sleep on the sofa, so he had no choice but to give up his room.
Although... it certainly was no longer appropriate.
After all, Wen Junxi was no longer that child whose secondary sexual characteristics were not yet apparent.
She was now a woman, and quite an alluring one at that.
Zhou Xuanyu cleared his throat again, feeling a warmth and itch in his throat that spread throughout his body.
He thought that a glass of ice water would no longer solve the problem.
What he needed was a cold shower.
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