After many failed attempts, Ye Zhou saw that Chen Yuhe was clearly having trouble breathing. He hurriedly stopped, and the attempt ultimately ended in failure.
“Senior, you’re totally cheating, aren’t you? If you do that, how am I supposed to get the gum back from your mouth?”
Chen Yuhe pressed one hand lightly against Ye Zhou’s firm chest and turned away her steaming face, secretly stealing breaths of much-needed air.
‘After all, she’s just a naive girl experiencing love for the first time.’
“Little… Little Ye Zhou, what do you mean by Senior is cheating? It’s clearly because you’re not good enough; don’t blame the road for being bumpy.”
“Besides, I have to set up obstacles along the way, right? It’s not like I can just let you pass easily, can I?”
“As for you, your first thought wasn’t how to find a way through, but rather to question the person who set the challenge. Who even does that?”
Ye Zhou, knowing he was in the wrong, gave an apologetic smile.
“Sorry, Senior, but your teeth are thicker than city walls. I think if my tongue weren’t a power drill, I’d have a hard time breaking through.”
Chen Yuhe covered her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes curving into crescent moons as she laughed.
“That’s why you have to find the right method. But if you ask me, Little Ye Zhou, you’re still too honest.”
“Huh? Is being an honest person a mistake now?” Ye Zhou was slightly stunned.
“No, I mean your hands are too honest.”
Chen Yuhe held up her slender fingers and explained truthfully, “Let’s take ten thousand steps back. Even if you’ve never eaten pork, haven’t you seen a pig run?”
“I’m not even talking about the internet. Take real-life couples as an example. Have you ever seen a couple kissing where the man’s hands were honest? Sometimes even the woman’s hands aren’t honest.”
“So when you were kissing me just now, if your hands hadn’t been so honest, do you think your tongue could have pried open my teeth? Isn’t the answer obvious?”
“It’s like I said—as long as you find the right direction, there is no road in the world that cannot be traveled. If there is, it means you were going the wrong way from the start.”
Ye Zhou was completely stunned.
“No way? Senior Chen, of course I know that, but in the end, this is just Acting. There’s no need for us to act so realistically, is there?”
“What are you saying? What kind of talk is that? Little Ye Zhou, let me tell you, this kind of passive attitude is a serious taboo in the Drama Club.”
Chen Yuhe put her hands on her hips, her tone serious.
“What exists in the play exists in the world. Acting must use realism as the highest standard of judgment.”
“Besides, we’ve already used our mouths, so why worry about that other stuff?”
“Oh! I see. Are you scared?”
Chen Yuhe’s almond eyes curved, unable to hide a hint of playfulness.
“You definitely are, right? But if you’re really scared, then why did your big hands keep rubbing my thighs while you were holding me? Or was it just my imagination?”
Ye Zhou’s eyes instinctively drifted, and his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“Fine, I did have some crooked thoughts at that time, but I don’t think any man in that situation wouldn’t have the intention of quietly moving his hands without being noticed.”
“I… I admit it was only a little bit.”
Chen Yuhe put her hands behind her back and tilted her head with a raised eyebrow. She deliberately moved half a step closer, her head lightly bumping against Ye Zhou’s chin.
“Then isn’t that fine? If you make a mistake, you have to admit it. Since we’ve already laid all our cards on the table, is my Junior still afraid that his Senior will scold him?”
Ye Zhou stiffened his neck and feigned a light cough.
“Then I’m really going to use my hands! When the time comes, even if you scream ‘Broken Throat,’ I won’t stop.”
“Bring it on! Broken Throat!” Chen Yuhe’s eyes crinkled as she pouted her lips.
“Hmm… did my eyes deceive me today? Why do I feel like the relationship between my Zhouzhou and Hehe is getting better and better? Look, you’re hugging just like that, and looking at the posture you’re about to take, are you going to kiss — or make love?”
Jiang Yingxue had appeared below the stage at some unknown point. Her silver hair was loosely tied into a low ponytail with a black bow. Her slender neck had sharp lines, and a few stray strands of hair hung behind her ears, adding a touch of laziness.
Her shoulderless white shirt was slightly open at the collar, with the hem draped over her shoulders and just barely covering her waistline. Paired with a black hip-hugging skirt that outlined her figure and her straight, long, snow-white legs, she wore ankle-high matte Doc Martin Boots. *Thump, thump, thump* — she exuded a casual yet tantalizing sexiness.
She squinted and smiled, her face a picture of “kindness and approachability.”
Ye Zhou and Chen Yuhe froze simultaneously and instantly pulled far apart.
“Club Leader Jiang… P-President, when… when did you get here? Why didn’t I know?”
“I was just passing by and saw the door was open, so I came in. I suppose I should have come earlier?”
Jiang Yingxue tilted her head, still looking “kind and approachable.” “So, can I join in and play with you?”
“We’re not playing. Senior Chen said she wanted to check on my Acting to see if I’ve made any minor progress lately. Right, Senior Chen? Um… why aren’t you saying anything?”
Ye Zhou nudged with his left elbow, but there was no one beside him. When he turned to look, he found Chen Yuhe covering her face with both hands, her legs pressed together, facing the corner of the wall. She was radiating a terrible ‘you can’t see me, you can’t see me’ aura.
Honestly, whether inside or outside the Drama Club, Ye Zhou and Chen Yuhe’s relationship status had nothing to do with Jiang Yingxue.
But seeing the two of them hugging and kissing like that made her feel a strange sense of irritation.
It was like a toy she loved to play with as a child being snatched away by someone else.
“Heh… and here I was saying that it’s already night, so why would you still be lingering in the Rehearsal Room? It turns out you’re just conducting normal club activities. My mistake~”
Jiang Yingxue stepped forward with one long, pale leg and crossed her arms, her smile not reaching her eyes.
Ye Zhou’s eyes widened as he broke into a cold sweat, his face full of panic and embarrassment.
What was going on? Why did he feel like a criminal being led to the execution ground for a heinous crime when he hadn’t even done anything wrong?
At this critical moment, Senior, stop playing mute! Your Junior needs you!
‘Help me! Help me!’
“So that’s how it is… so that’s how it is…”
Jiang Yingxue’s beautiful eyes were full of smiles as she slowly turned around and waved her hand. “Thank you for your hard work. As the President, I am very relieved to see you both working so hard every day. Keep up the good work in the future~”
Seeing this, Ye Zhou let out a sigh of relief.
So what was that? The sudden crisis had been averted?
Aha… the Heavens are watching over me. God is truly on my side!
But just then, Jiang Yingxue stopped halfway. Without looking back, she said:
“Ah… I almost forgot. Ye Zhou, come to the Office with me for a moment.”
Chen Yuhe, who had been shrinking in the corner and hadn’t dared to make a sound, suddenly summoned a mysterious courage. she stepped forward and blocked the way with open arms.
“Great President, it’s not right to intercept someone halfway like this. I was planning to treat my Junior to dinner tonight to repay his ‘Life-saving Grace’!”
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