Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 538 - 539 Sweet! Congwen, you still have me
Shen Congwen recoiled as if shocked by electricity.
She then closed her eyes. "Zhou Yunchen, didn’t you say you were going to cook?"
He grunted. "Yes, I was going to cook, but..."
He smiled gently, exuding masculinity. "But I’d rather spend time with you."
As he spoke, he leaned in intimately again. "Congwen, don’t you want me to spend time with you?"
A blush spread across Shen Congwen’s delicate face, making her look quite lovely. Zhou Yunchen reached out to touch her cheek, seemingly reluctant to pull his hand away.
Shen Congwen had gotten drunk that night and remembered nothing, but Zhou Yunchen remembered it vividly.
He savored the memory from time to time.
At this moment, he felt a stir of...
But Shen Congwen clearly didn’t feel the same way. She turned her face away, embarrassed.
She probably just needs time to adjust, Zhou Yunchen thought.
He chuckled softly and finally let her be. "I’ll go cook," he whispered.
Shen Congwen nodded. Just as Zhou Yunchen was about to leave, she suddenly spoke up, "Zhou Yunchen."
He turned back, a smile that wasn’t quite a smile playing on his lips. "What, changed your mind?"
Shen Congwen bit her lip. "No, I mean, I’ve agreed to An Xi’s offer to work at An Pu."
Zhou Yunchen was both surprised and not surprised. Thinking about Little Wang’s usual antics, it really wasn’t shocking.
He smiled faintly and said that was fine.
As for her position, he would need to give it some thought.
Zhou Yunchen went into the kitchen to cook. Shen Congwen didn’t watch TV, instead casually picking up a magazine.
She’d only read for a few seconds when she felt repulsed and threw it aside. It was a wedding dress guide.
She suddenly remembered something about Xiao Dong. Zhou Yunchen was so familiar with Xiao Dong, and An Xi had also said... Shen Congwen suddenly felt a wave of uncertainty.
She had always been proud and a bit contrary; now, feeling unsettled, she couldn’t sit still. After a moment’s thought, she got up and went to the kitchen.
Zhou Yunchen was chopping vegetables. A handsome man looks good no matter what he does, and the sight before her was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Shen Congwen leaned against the counter, watching him.
"Why did you come over?" Zhou Yunchen’s voice was gentle.
Shen Congwen licked her lips. After much hesitation, she finally asked, "What’s your relationship with Xiao Dong?"
Perhaps because she had been raised as a boy for so long, her way of thinking was quite direct, almost like a typical guy’s. If Zhou Yunchen dared to say he and Xiao Dong had been involved, she would turn around and leave.
And on her way out, she’d give Zhou Yunchen, that scumbag, a couple of good stomps for good measure.
Zhou Yunchen placed the chopped ingredients neatly into a dish. His meticulousness suggested he might have OCD. He didn’t answer immediately but asked with a teasing tone, "Does this bother you a lot?"
Shen Congwen leaned casually, trying to appear unfazed, but the blush on her face betrayed her.
She mumbled an indistinct affirmation.
Zhou Yunchen smiled softly, then said calmly, "Xiao Dong is Zhang Niu Niu’s girlfriend. Oh, that’s the blonde, the one Princess Gu framed."
Shen Congwen was greatly surprised.
So, Xiao Dong was... Zhang Niu Niu’s girlfriend.
Her face flushed. She wanted to leave, but an arm hooked around her waist and drew her close.
She struggled, but to no avail. His arm was strong, his demeanor assertive.
A faint smile played on his lips as he lowered his head to whisper in her ear, "Is that a perfect answer?"
Shen Congwen’s voice was low. "Let me go."
"I don’t want to," Zhou Yunchen said, feeling a surge of recklessness. He’d wanted this for a long time.
Cupping her face in his hands, he leaned in, trapping her between the counter and himself. Shen Congwen trembled, her voice unsteady, "Zhou Yunchen, what are you trying to do? I’m telling you... I..."
After what felt like an eternity, Zhou Yunchen finally released her. His voice was unbelievably hoarse when he spoke, "Now, do you still need to ask what I wanted to do?"
Overcome by a wave of emotion, he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He did nothing more, just held her quietly.
They had known each other for many years. Ever since he found out she was a girl, wanting to be with her had seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
Shen Congwen tried to push him away. He didn’t budge. She resorted to tugging his hair. "Zhou Yunchen, don’t go too far! I haven’t agreed to be with you."
He grunted, as if it didn’t hurt at all, and just brazenly clung to her.
Eventually, Shen Congwen sighed softly. "Get up. I just don’t want to rush things."
Zhou Yunchen chuckled, his laughter a low, vibrating sound that was intensely masculine. Congwen was flustered; her face was still red by the time they sat down for dinner.
Zhou Yunchen’s cooking was excellent—a feast for the eyes, fragrant, and delicious. The two store-bought dishes were also very tasty, making the meal thoroughly enjoyable. Shen Congwen eventually relaxed, and the two of them drank four cans of beer, talking until midnight.
Shen Congwen gazed at the night sky, then looked up. "It’s late," she said. "I should go."
An arm intercepted her, and she fell into a warm embrace.
Zhou Yunchen’s chin rested on the crown of her head. "Don’t go back, alright? There’s a guest room here."
Shen Congwen’s face turned red with embarrassment. She silently shook her head, her gaze fixed on the hands clasped around her waist.
Zhou Yunchen was being a little forceful, not for any other reason, but because she had been willing to have dinner with him tonight. The main reason wasn’t his charm; rather, it was mostly because she had an unresolved knot in her heart, largely concerning Gu Yuanshan.
He understood the pain of being abandoned better than anyone.
He tightened his arms and murmured, "Congwen, you still have me!"
Shen Congwen’s body tensed slightly. She disliked being seen through, but then again, if it was Zhou Yunchen, perhaps it wasn’t so bad.
She no longer resisted. Lowering her graceful neck, she leaned into his embrace, and they admired the night view together.
Zhou Yunchen remained proper, making no untoward advances. As the night deepened, his voice grew husky as he spoke, "It’s getting late. Let’s go to bed. I’ll get you some pajamas."
Actually, there was no guest room, only the master bedroom. However, there was a sofa in the study that could be slept on, so Zhou Yunchen naturally left the bedroom for her.
He showered first and changed into a white bathrobe, then brought a black one for Shen Congwen. "This one’s for you. If you go out tomorrow, you can go home to change. My clothes are a size larger than yours."
Though his words were casual, Shen Congwen understood the implication: he wasn’t pressuring her to dress like a woman.
Is this some special preference of his, or is he just being considerate? she wondered.
Her face grew hot, and she barely had the courage to look up at Zhou Yunchen.
Zhou Yunchen couldn’t quite hold back. He leaned down and stole a little ’perk’ before he was finally satisfied and let her be.
He went to sleep in the study. In the middle of the night, he returned to the master bedroom for a thin quilt. In the darkness, he saw her lying there, sleeping soundly. He crept closer and watched her quietly for a while before softly letting himself out.
