Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Ah Ning, I’ll give you two options. There are two men. One of them has dated countless women, and the other is a virgin. Which one would you choose?”
Lu Ning shook her head. She did not make a choice.
Yin Linger’s eyes lit up as she said excitedly, “All women should choose the man who has dated countless women. Only then would the man know how to properly have a romantic relationship with you. He will know how to guide you and please you. That would clearly be an intense collision of the hormones of youth. It’ll be all sparks.”
“Alright, Linger. That’s easy for you to say. Pingan’s first love is you. He experienced all of his firsts with you, but you’re telling me that men who have dated countless women are better? Pingan will probably cry if he finds out.” Lu Ning pushed Yin Linger down.
Yin Linger giggled. She even quibbled, “Pingan is different. He’s not inexperienced at all. He knows what he should know.”
“Linger, are you protecting your husband or showing off?”
“Both… I guess… haha…”
The two girls were in a mess on the bed, just like when they were young. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Lu Ning looked back and the door opened automatically. Yin Zhihan stood lazily outside the door.
Lu Ning suddenly realized that she didn’t lock the door. Yin Zhihan had come at some point and heard a lot of their conversation.
“Why are you here?” Lu Ning asked in embarrassment.
Yin Zhihan didn’t answer. He just looked at Yin Linger. “Get ready. Pingan is here.”
Yin Linger…
…
Zhou Pingan had really rushed over. He was travel-worn. He looked at Yin Linger, who had lowered her head in front of him, and his eyes were on fire. “Yin Linger!”
He rarely called her by her first name.
Yin Linger knew her mistake and admitted it. She looked at Zhou Pingan pitifully. “Pingan…”
Zhou Pingan looked at Lu Ning and said very politely, “Ah Ning, can I have somewhere quiet to talk to Linger.”
“Oh, that room.” Lu Ning quickly pointed to her own room.
Without saying anything, Zhou Pingan grabbed Yin Linger’s wrist and pulled her in.
“Hey, Pingan, be careful. Ling er…” Lu Ning wanted to tell Zhou Pingan about Linger’s pregnancy.
“Don’t say it.” At this moment, Yin Zhihan stopped her.
“Why? I think Pingan is angry. Will he hurt Linger? Linger has a baby in her belly,” Lu Ning said worriedly.
Yin Zhihan glanced at the closed door. “Don’t worry. Pingan can’t bear to hurt Linger. Let Linger tell Pingan about the pregnancy herself.”
This was the first time that Lu Ning agreed with Yin Zhihan’s idea. It was indeed better for the person involved to say that she was pregnant.
…
Zhou Pingan and Yin Linger were talking in the room. Lu Ning had nowhere to go. The apartment wasn’t big, so she could only sit on the sofa.
She could have watched TV or read magazines to pass the time, but she realized that Yin Zhihan didn’t return to his room. He was also staying in the living room.
This was awkward. The two of them sat on the sofa facing each other. Lu Ning felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, while the man opposite her elegantly folded his long legs and held his phone as if he was handling official business. In short, he looked very busy and comfortable.
Lu Ning decided to get up and go get some water to drink.
Walking into the kitchen, Lu Ning poured herself a glass of water. She stood by the window and blew at the cold wind outside. She couldn’t help but sneeze.
“Aren’t you cold?” At this time, a low and mellow voice sounded..