When Zhou Wang turned his head to look over, perhaps because he was already a bit drunk, his whole body lost its balance due to a slender leg wrapped in black silk entwining and tugging him down onto the sofa.
As Wu Nala uttered a soft cry, Zhou Wang half-lay on top of her, propping himself up with his arms to gaze down at her.
"Wu Miss, what are you doing?"
Zhou Wang’s breath unintentionally became heavier, the smell of alcohol mixing with the air on Wu Nala’s smooth cheek, while Wu Nala, at that moment, arched her chest towards him as if she were a cat seeking to please him.
"Mr. Zhou, rest assured, I’m only seeking a night’s pleasure. Even if you disagree afterward, I won’t cling to you..."
Wu Nala spoke softly and sweetly, her hands already lifting the hem of her skirt. As her snow-white waistline was revealed, a hand hooked onto the edge of her stockings.
Zhou Wang’s palm slid along her silky thigh, and just as Wu Nala tilted her head back to accommodate, Zhou Wang caught her hand, stopping her from pulling further.
"Don’t."
"Mr. Zhou..."
Wu Nala opened her eyes, looking at Zhou Wang in confusion.
She could sense that she was not without allure to Zhou Wang; in fact, his heavy breathing clearly indicated that he was like an arrow at the bowstring.
Zhou Wang shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, and found a bit of clarity. He looked down at Wu Nala, "Today, I heard you seem to speak Italian?"
"Uh, yes..."
Wu Nala was puzzled as to why Zhou Wang would mention this at such a moment, but she nodded dumbly.
"So, you see, you are actually a very capable girl, no need to take these crooked paths."
Zhou Wang sorted through his thoughts, barely finding some logic.
"Mr. Zhou, I, I actually am doing this for the first time... I have a boyfriend..."
Wu Nala blushed, explaining weakly.
Zhou Wang felt a moment of confusion, as memories seemed to overlap with a certain scene. He remembered... back then, Xu Wenqian’s friend Sun Yi said something similar in the flat at Cui Lake.
Of course, whether these words were true or not no longer mattered, after all, Zhou Wang’s mindset was now completely different.
But still...
Why the hell did you have to add, "you have a boyfriend"?
It was unbearably frustrating!
"Perhaps in this corrupt world, no one can remain untainted by the sludge, but at times... I don’t want to be that sludge."
Zhou Wang said seriously, "Does saying it like this make sense to you?"
"Probably... but Mr. Zhou, you, if you keep doing this, I might not be able to hold myself back."
Wu Nala’s eyes welled up, her face flushed as she spoke.
"Sorry, couldn’t control it..."
Zhou Wang hurriedly removed his hand that was crazily caressing Wu Nala’s black-silk-clad thigh. He took a deep breath and rolled off from Wu Nala.
"Mr. Zhou, is there really... no hope?"
Wu Nala’s emotion management skills were evidently quite proficient. Not letting Zhou Wang’s rejection affect her, she quietly fixed her clothes and asked in passing.
"It’s too late."
Zhou Wang shook his head, but did not say anything more about what was too late.
Wu Nala didn’t pursue the matter further. She just sat there in a daze for a while before taking a deep breath, her face revealing a smile once more. She stood and slightly bowed to Zhou Wang:
"Mr. Zhou, sorry for bothering you tonight. I’ll leave now, rest early, and may fate have us meet again."
Tap, tap, tap!
The sound of high heels was crisp, and Wu Nala left straightforwardly, not lingering with Zhou Wang any longer.
This made Zhou Wang regard her a bit more highly; apart from the amorous elements, Wu Nala indeed had some shining qualities...
...
Zhou Wang no longer remembered what time he went to bed, nor did he recall whether he went to chat with Miao Ying earlier. As he groggily collapsed in bed, Zhou Wang soon fell asleep.
Strangely, due to the lingering effect of alcohol, theoretically, Zhou Wang should have slept very deeply, but in reality, it was...
His sleep was not peaceful.
He had a long and surreal dream.
In the dream, he saw Miao Ying wearing the Victory Team uniform, still carrying that cool demeanor, saying she would take him to roam the world.
But Zhou Wang replied, "We must first have a kid; I want to leave behind an heir before leaving."
Then he pinned Miao Ying, who didn’t know how to resist, onto the motorcycle’s backseat to kiss her. But as he kissed, Zhou Wang found the sensation wasn’t quite right; looking up, he realized the girl beneath him had somehow turned into Yu Duo.
The flat-chested Yu Duo cried miserably, saying he bullied her and abandoned her.
Zhou Wang felt heartbroken; just as he was about to embrace Yu Duo, Shen Yutong somehow barged in, stubbornly stripping off clothes and lying beside Yu Duo, insisting Zhou Wang mention her qualities...
Annoyed by the noise, Zhou Wang could only impatiently say, "Got it, got it, you’re the greatest, okay?"
When Zhou Wang blinked, he found not only Yu Duo and Shen Yutong lying there, but also Su Yajing and Cui Min’er had joined in, and the eight legs made Zhou Wang feel slightly dizzy.
Soon, however, those eight legs morphed into a spider-like monster, starting to chase him. Out of options, Zhou Wang dashed into a cave, and as the view brightened ahead, he discovered he had reached a Western-style church for a wedding.
The church was empty, with only a senior in a snow-white wedding dress at the far end, waiting for him.