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Chapter 336 - 171 (Must Read) Zhou Shumei: I’ll go draw the curtains first, then later...

Chapter 336: Chapter 171 (Must Read) Zhou Shumei: I’ll go draw the curtains first, then later...

As soon as they entered the room,

Gao Jun placed Zhou Shumei by the bed.

At that moment, one of the high heels on her fair ankles had already fallen off.

Gao Jun, beside her, reached out to touch her foot.

Zhou Shumei couldn’t help but shiver.

Then, somewhat embarrassed, she said, "My feet aren’t very pretty."

"I think they look very nice."

"These feet perfectly fit my aesthetic," Gao Jun explained.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shumei felt rather happy.

As Gao Jun removed her other high heel, he carefully placed it on the ground.

That click, however, felt like a harsh drumbeat echoing severely in Zhou Shumei’s heart.

Gao Jun was now looking at Zhou Shumei with admiration in his eyes.

Zhou Shumei knew what he wanted to do.

But in broad daylight?

Could they really do it?

Moreover, the curtains on the windows weren’t drawn. If someone from the opposite building just happened to be looking from their window, wouldn’t they be seen immediately?

If the other person also had one of those Huawei smartphones that could zoom in while maintaining high resolution, they might just snap a photo and upload it to the local forum within minutes.

So Zhou Shumei stood up.

Gao Jun thought she was unwilling and was about to say something.

Zhou Shumei softly said, "I... I’m going to pull the curtains."

Gao Jun, hearing this, just smiled and waited.

After Zhou Shumei closed the curtains, she returned to Gao Jun’s side.

She was clearly nervous at that moment.

With only a sliver of light in the room now,

the darkness brought a bit of clarity, igniting even more passion and excitement between them.

Zhou Shumei asked quietly, "I... Brother, why did you carry me straight into the bedroom?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Jun knew Zhou Shumei wanted a reasonable explanation.

So he answered, "I wanted to whisper something."

Zhou Shumei, not satisfied with this explanation, asked further, "But we could also whisper outside, and there’s no one else at home."

"Exactly, since there’s no one at home, we can speak anywhere, in the living room, kitchen, anywhere, so why not the bedroom? We could even chat while lying down," Gao Jun replied.

Sure enough, Zhou Shumei was brought into his line of reasoning.

She then bit her lip, looked at Gao Jun in front of her, took a deep breath, and said, "Then shall we lie down and chat together?"

"Sure," Gao Jun immediately lay down.

Then, he stretched out his arm, gesturing for Zhou Shumei to rest on it.

"Just rest on my arm, it won’t be uncomfortable that way."

Zhou Shumei did as Gao Jun said.

Zhou Shumei carefully rested her head on Gao Jun’s arm and, blushing, asked, "Is it heavy?"

"Not at all," Gao Jun said, looking into her eyes.

Zhou Shumei also looked at him.

Their eyes met.

For a moment, love flowed from their eyes.

Zhou Shumei still retained a bit of her senses.

She turned her head away and looked at the ceiling, saying, "Let’s, let’s just talk like this."

"Okay."

Gao Jun wasn’t in a hurry.

Actually, the best part about enjoying a fine meal isn’t the moment it touches your lips.

It’s the anticipation that brings the greatest joy.

So, letting Zhou Shumei rest on his arm, observing the line of her figure, was a pleasure in itself.

"I think calling you ’sister’ makes you sound old," Gao Jun suddenly said.

Zhou Shumei agreed with this.

In fact, whenever Gao Jun called her sister, she always felt a bit guilty.

After all, when she was in middle school, Gao Jun was just born.

Their age gap was over a decade.

Calling her sister would instantly make Zhou Shumei snap back to her rational side.

Curious, she then asked, "So, what do you want to call me?"

"How about Shumei, or simply Meimei?" Gao Jun suggested.

Zhou Shumei thought for a moment, then said, "Why don’t you call me Meimei? No man has ever called me that."

"Your husband hasn’t called you that?" Gao Jun decided to sprinkle a little more salt on her wounds, to provoke her into doing things she was afraid to do.

As expected, Zhou Shumei’s expression immediately darkened.

She shook her head and answered, "He always calls me by my full name."

"I think that’s very disrespectful, especially since you are his wife," Gao Jun showed a look of sympathy, and his other hand gently landed on Zhou Shumei’s waist.

Zhou Shumei shuddered, her gaze falling on Gao Jun’s hand.

But she didn’t refuse.

Because Gao Jun’s hand was light and gentle, not placing all its weight on her.

That warm sensation was unprecedented,

like the romantic details you see in TV dramas.

Of course, Gao Jun only rested his hand on her waist, not moving it up or down.

Because from Zhou Shumei’s current reaction, she still retained a bit of her rationality.

Zhou Shumei was not like Sun Miao.

Sun Miao was utterly bold.

Brave and decisive.

If Gu Wenhua had cheated, then she would return the favor tenfold.

That was why Sun Miao had asked Gao Jun out that night and had started something.

And Zhou Shumei, being a housewife without her own income,

was not in a position to confront Sun Miao.

Therefore, conquering Zhou Shumei’s heart required a slow and steady approach.

At that moment, Zhou Shumei shifted the topic, "Alright, let’s not talk about him anymore."

"Okay."

Gao Jun looked at Zhou Shumei and suggested, "Meimei, close your eyes, I have a gift for you."

Zhou Shumei was hesitant, "What is it?"

"Something you probably haven’t experienced for a long time," Gao Jun said mysteriously.