Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

While Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan were on the phone,

Su Qing’s little feet were up to no good, sliding from Zhou Yuwen’s lower abdomen all the way down to little Zhou’s place.

Because Zhou Yuwen had planned to pin Su Qing down just before, so Little Zhou was now brimming with fighting spirit.

Su Qing lay there half-reclined, her delicate shoulders exposed and her rimless glasses adding a touch of chilly elegance to her appearance, but what she was doing was anything but chilly—using her dainty and beautiful feet to rub against Little Zhou through his trousers.

Zhou Yuwen grabbed hold of Su Qing’s foot, sniffed it to make sure there was no odor before letting her continue.

If there had been something like athlete’s foot, wouldn’t Lu Lin and Zheng Yanyan have caught it too?

Zhou Yuwen had a responsibility towards them, right?

Zheng Yanyan probably felt greatly wronged at Tao Tian’s place and sought comfort from Zhou Yuwen, who did feel a bit sorry for Zheng Yanyan after hearing she had been slapped.

He comforted her in a soft voice, coaxing her to come over quickly.

And Zhou Yuwen’s gentle tones immediately made Su Qing a little displeased.

So, she took the initiative to move closer, wrapping her arms around Zhou Yuwen from the front, intent on kissing him, but Zhou Yuwen refused, since he had to be on the phone.

With no other choice, Su Qing could only kiss Zhou Yuwen’s neck.

Su Qing was a bit sly, damn it, she was actually trying to give Zhou Yuwen a hickey.

It was ticklish.

Fortunately, Zhou Yuwen noticed in time and quickly pushed Su Qing away.

But it was already too late; there was a faint mark on his neck.

Zhou Yuwen looked at Su Qing with some dissatisfaction.

His conversation with Zheng Yanyan was nearly over, too.

Zhou Yuwen hung up the phone.

Su Qing immediately leaned in close, unable to help but say angrily, "Zhou Yuwen, why are you so nice to her?"

Zhou Yuwen said, "She’s my girlfriend, what’s wrong with me being nice to her?"

"But I’m still your wife."

"A former wife."

Zhou Yuwen was speechless, watching as Su Qing pouted unhappily.

Zhou Yuwen said, "Don’t think I don’t know why you were humming just now."

"That was uncontrollable."

"Cut it out, you’re uncontrollable, yet you give me a hickey?"

Zhou Yuwen sat in the driver’s seat, raised it, turned on the light of the vanity mirror, and checked his neck.

Although it was a bit faint, it was still visible.

Zheng Yanyan had just been bullied, and Zhou Yuwen didn’t want her to feel upset again, so he rubbed his neck to turn it a widespread red. He could claim it was a bug bite that he scratched himself.

Seeing Zhou Yuwen erasing her mark, Su Qing was somewhat reluctant; she wanted Zheng Yanyan to see it on purpose.

So, she sat directly in Zhou Yuwen’s lap.

Her eighteen-year-old body, not wearing any pants, felt rather nice against him, and she cooed in a spoiled voice, "Don’t rub it, she won’t notice."

"How do you know she won’t notice?" Zhou Yuwen didn’t believe any of it.

Su Qing seemed lost and puzzled.

Moments before Zheng Yanyan’s phone call, Zhou Yuwen had seemed ready to reminisce about their youth and ponder their future together, so why had he turned so cold all of a sudden?

Su Qing couldn’t help feeling it was her fault, so she said, "Then you can rub it off later; we haven’t done ’it’ yet, let’s finish and rub it off together!"

Her craving had indeed been aroused by Zhou Yuwen, especially after he had reclined the seat and used his special technique on her.

By then, Su Qing was already lying in the car with her eyes closed.

Her shirt loosely revealing her graceful body.

Zhou Yuwen extended his finger.

Su Qing’s reaction was more intense than other girls’.

After all, other girls were shy at their first time, inevitably feeling bashful.

Although it was also Su Qing’s first time, she had been Zhou Yuwen’s wife, and when it came to rekindling their intimacy, Su Qing was completely open, even somewhat moved.

Thinking to herself that she could finally be close to Zhou Yuwen again.

When Zhou Yuwen’s finger touched her body, her body spasmed involuntarily, a sign of emotion, as if after many years, she was finally experiencing this moment again.

In truth, after the divorce, the reason Su Qing kept clinging to Zhou Yuwen was that she hadn’t felt the need for intimate relations while they were together.

It was only after some time apart from Zhou Yuwen,

That she missed his touch after a short time without intimacy.

Men and women truly are different; when men are in the mood, anyone will do.

But when women are in the mood, the first person they think of is their own man, and they tend to obsess over it.

So, every time Su Qing felt that urge, she sought out Zhou Yuwen.

But she wasn’t the type to be direct; she could only continuously cause trouble for Zhou Yuwen, using her venomous tongue to scold him.

One day, she excitedly prepared a beautiful nightgown to wear under her clothes and went to Zhou Yuwen’s penthouse to look for him.

But upon entering, she found Zhou Yuwen and a college student lying in her bridal bed!

At that moment, Su Qing was utterly shattered, and all the urges disappeared as she yelled at Zhou Yuwen and the ’slut’.

After the divorce, Su Qing had actually been intimate with Zhou Yuwen a few times, but those were long ago, and in the three months since she had returned, they hadn’t been together for six months.

Being touched gently by Zhou Yuwen once more, Su Qing was really moved.