Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten

The little fox’s delicate figure pressed up against Lin Zhengran.

Leaning against the room door, Lin Zhengran felt the fox’s proactive and affectionate demeanor. Han Wenwen’s slender hands wrapped gently around his neck, her warm breath brushing against his cheek.

Their lips met.

During the kiss, the lingering frustration in Lin Zhengran’s heart flared up again. He pulled Han Wenwen closer, his arms encircling her slim waist.

Each of the three girls had their own charms, but Han Wenwen’s figure—her waist and hips—was unmatched. As his hands traced along her slender waist, he couldn’t find a single flaw in her silhouette. Holding her close, he felt the perfect curves within his embrace.

His hand slipped under her top.

Sensing something different in Lin Zhengran, Han Wenwen’s fox-like eyes slowly opened, her cheeks flushed. She had been waiting for nearly an hour, feeling restless and anxious.

"Brother Zhengran?"

She wasn’t calm at the moment. The thought of the man she adored being with someone else under the same roof had made her uneasy. When she saw Lily buying certain things at the store, her heart clenched.

A trace of joy flashed across her face. "Brother Zhengran… you didn’t sleep with Lily, did you? Even though you smell just like her, and your lips…"

Their eyes met. In Wenwen’s pupils, Lin Zhengran’s reflection was clear as if imprinted there forever.

Lin Zhengran responded, "Sleep with Lily? Do you know how many messages you sent me while I was with her? I could practically see you panicking through my phone. Besides, I still have to pick up He Qing this afternoon, and with everything that happened in the next room…"

Han Wenwen chuckled. The conversation was packed with information, but she chose not to ask for details, not wanting to ruin the mood.

Lin Zhengran continued, "And anyway, the whole reason I got a room with Lily was to watch a movie together. Although later…"

Han Wenwen pressed a finger against his lips. "That’s enough, Brother Zhengran. I don’t need to hear about you and Lily. All I need to know is that you didn’t sleep with her."

During their kiss earlier, she could taste a faint sweetness on his lips—a lingering trace of Lily. If it were any other time, she would have been jealous for days. But compared to everything else, this was trivial.

A smile curved on her lips. Standing on tiptoe, she wrapped her arms tightly around him before resting her ear against his chest, listening to his heartbeat—faster than usual.

Her gaze changed. A mix of allure and shyness filled her eyes as she looked up at him again.

She didn’t need words to know—Lily had clearly stirred something in him.

Lin Zhengran was not only more assertive than usual but also had an intense look in his eyes, like a predator eyeing its prey.

Though she didn’t know exactly what had happened, she had a feeling that if Lily had continued to push things further…

Han Wenwen’s heartbeat quickened.

She suddenly took his hand and guided it lower, placing it on her waist—just a bit further down.

Feeling the warmth of his palm, Lin Zhengran’s brows furrowed slightly. "Wenwen?"

Han Wenwen bit her lower lip, her rosy lips turning slightly pale from the pressure.

"Wenwen can fulfill any of Brother Zhengran’s desires. If we have enough time, we don’t have to leave this room for two days. But if time is short…"

She leaned in, whispering against his ear, "I can still help you relax in another way, ease some of that stress."

Then, she playfully bit his earlobe.

Her voice was soft and teasing, each word spoken slowly:

"Brother Zhengran, you don’t have to hold back with me. Just do whatever feels best. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy. I belong to you completely, and I’ll do anything for you."

The breath from her lips seemed to stoke the fire in his eyes.

They locked gazes, and in the next instant, their lips met again, without hesitation.

One of Han Wenwen’s hands cradled the back of his head, while the other trailed down his chest, slowly moving lower…

……

Lin Zhengran let out a deep breath, his eyes slowly closing as he ran a hand through Han Wenwen’s hair. His earlier frustration had finally eased.

He glanced at the clock—already past three in the afternoon.

Han Wenwen playfully opened her mouth and glanced at him.

Lin Zhengran shook his head with a wry smile, ruffling her hair.

She gazed up at him with those bright, enchanting eyes, unmoving, until he pulled her into his embrace.

Still blushing, Han Wenwen licked her lips. "Brother Zhengran, are you feeling calmer now? Not as tense anymore?"

Lin Zhengran took in the scent of her hair and held her tightly.

"I was perfectly calm when I came looking for you. But then you threw yourself at me the moment I stepped in. Come here, let’s just lie down and rest for a bit—you must be exhausted."

Han Wenwen shook her head, secretly pleased. "Not at all. I’m your girl, Brother Zhengran. How could I be tired from taking care of you? I wouldn’t have it any other way."

She leaned in for another kiss but hesitated, blushing. "I’ll just go wash my face first. Wait for me."

Lin Zhengran raised a brow. "Do you really need to?"

She nuzzled against his neck playfully. "Of course! Otherwise, I’ll feel weird when we kiss again. Okay, Brother Zhengran?" She tilted her head, eyes sparkling. "Master~"

Lin Zhengran chuckled, brushing his thumb over her lips.

This fox… she always seemed to know exactly what to do, as if it was instinct.

Even if she wasn’t experienced at first, she learned quickly, adjusting to his every reaction.

"Go ahead."

"Mhm, I’ll be quick!"

Smiling, she skipped off to the bathroom, while Lin Zhengran sat on the bed, letting out a quiet sigh.

When he left the house this morning, he never expected any of this to happen—especially not Han Wenwen taking it upon herself to help him unwind.

A few moments later, she returned from the bathroom.

She had planned to throw herself into his arms again but stumbled slightly, her legs a bit weak.

Lin Zhengran, quick to react, reached out and caught her just in time.

Han Wenwen, both embarrassed and shy, said, "My legs feel a bit weak... I want to lie on Brother Zhengran’s lap and rest for a while. I want you to pet my head."

They shared a brief kiss.

Lin Zhengran leaned against the headboard, while the little fox kicked off her shoes and lay down on his lap, using her arms as a pillow. Her legs curled up, making her look just like a small animal relying on its owner.

"As expected, Brother Zhengran is really fierce. You were a bit rough just now too… If only we had more time today…"

Enjoying the way he stroked her hair, Han Wenwen closed her eyes comfortably, biting her lip as she replayed the moment in her mind.

Lin Zhengran doted on her, saying, "It was too sudden today, and I didn’t have time to hold you properly. Next time, I’ll come to your place."

"Really?!" Han Wenwen was delighted to hear that, but "next time" felt too vague. A thought crossed her mind.

"Brother Zhengran, forget next time. Aren’t we going on a trip to the mountains soon? When we’re there, I’ll find a way to sneak over to you."

She rubbed her face against his hand, her fox-like eyes gleaming with irresistible charm.