CHAPTER 349: CHAPTER 348: STUCK ON A MOMENT

When her breathing slowly calmed down, Zhao Meimei frowned slightly, her lashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. The glaring light above made her eyes hurt, and she squinted to look at Shi Yang.

Shi Yang leaned down, gently brushed aside her damp hair from her forehead, and softly asked, "Should I carry you to freshen up a bit?"

Zhao Meimei nodded and reached out her arms to hug Shi Yang’s neck.

Looking at her moist eyes and rosy lips, Shi Yang’s heart itched unbearably. He couldn’t help lowering his head and capturing those warm, soft lips, gently sucking on them.

Zhao Meimei let out a whimper, powerless to resist Shi Yang’s actions.

Having kissed enough, Shi Yang raised his head and carried Zhao Meimei to the bathroom to shower.

While washing, Shi Yang couldn’t restrain his excitement again, causing the weary Zhao Meimei to sit on him, from below upwards... just like that, maintaining this posture until Zhao Meimei was exhausted, only satisfied enough to end deep into the night.

Shi Yang dressed Zhao Meimei in a nightgown, cuddled the woman long exhausted into a slumber into the thin quilt, and couldn’t resist kissing a few times her slightly pouted lips due to sleep. His gaze drifted past Zhao Meimei to her phone.

Shi Yang picked up the phone, mumbling to himself, "My note is ’brother,’ how about the others?"

Zhao Meimei’s contact list was quite simple, with family in one group, friends in another, and classmates in yet another.

Shi Yang’s note was simply "brother," while the rest, dad, mom, uncle, aunt, were all concise with one character.

Shi Yang scanned through and finally found a saved contact named Dong Wenjie in the classmates’ section.

Every message that appeared under Dong Wenjie’s name in the call log and texts were initiated by the other party. Call durations, aside from one that lasted over two minutes a few days ago, were all under one minute.

He casually flipped through the phone album, which aside from a few pictures of Peng Hui and the roommate named Qian Simeng, the rest were all photos of him and Zhao Meimei together or individually.

Putting down the phone, Shi Yang looked at the sleeping Zhao Meimei, his gaze growing deeper.

Early the next morning, Zhao Meimei drowsily awoke.

Shi Yang lay sideways on the bed, supporting his head with one hand, playfully petting her head like teasing a puppy, fingers weaving through her hair, lightly massaging with his fingertips.

Zhao Meimei squinted her eyes and yawned, hoarsely asking, "Brother, what time is it?"

Shi Yang rolled over and pressed on top of her, his beautiful eyes unwaveringly staring at her, "It’s still early, sleep a bit more."

Upon hearing that, Zhao Meimei’s just-awakened mind immediately relaxed, lazily hugging Shi Yang’s waist, murmuring, "Brother, make sure to wake me up on time, there’s a major subject class today."

Faintly hearing a soft promise, Zhao Meimei was reassured and quickly fell back into slumber.

This sleep was incredibly sound, and when Zhao Meimei awoke, Shi Yang lay peacefully beside her.

Zhao Meimei moved gently, Shi Yang’s eyelids fluttered, quickly waking up.

His beautiful eyes filled with dense sleepiness, the bewildered gaze landed on Zhao Meimei’s face, his consciousness not fully awake yet, Shi Yang extended his arms to tightly hold Zhao Meimei close to his chest, paused for a couple of seconds, then lowered his head to gently kiss Zhao Meimei’s neck.

Zhao Meimei’s heart warmed up, hugging Shi Yang’s waist tighter, pressing herself entirely into his embrace, gave him a hug before letting go, "Brother, what time is it? I need to get up."

Shi Yang constrained her with both his hands and feet, laughing softly, "Let me hold you for a while longer, I want to hold you like this."

Zhao Meimei struggled, "Let me check the time, I have class this morning."

Shi Yang nibbled her ear, muttered, "No, I just want to hug you."

Zhao Meimei’s heart skipped a beat, completely unable to resist Shi Yang’s somewhat spoiled tone. At this moment, even if the sky were falling, she wouldn’t want to move an inch.

Zhao Meimei’s struggle instantly softened, she softly nestled back into Shi Yang’s embrace.

Shi Yang sensed her movement, kissed her cheek twice happily, and contentedly closed his eyes.

The two quietly lay there, neither spoke, silently enjoying the peaceful and harmonious morning. Zhao Meimei curved her lips slightly, the heavy arm Shi Yang placed around her waist made her feel an indescribable happiness and security.

After quite a while, Shi Yang finally released his grip, patting Zhao Meimei’s rear, "Darling, get up now, if you don’t go and wash up, you’ll really be late."

Still groggy, Zhao Meimei opened her eyes, paused, then suddenly realized something, asked, "What time is it?"

Shi Yang wrapped his arms around her waist, kissed her, "Seven fifty."

"What!" Zhao Meimei’s eyes suddenly widened, instantly waking up, and she sprung out of bed, "Oh no, it’s so late! Brother, why didn’t you wake me earlier!"

Shi Yang followed behind her, swiftly got off the bed, picking up clothes from the floor and tossing them into the dirty laundry basket, casually replied, "I saw you were sleeping so soundly, I couldn’t bear to wake you."

Zhao Meimei hurried into the bathroom to wash up, but soon suddenly exclaimed, "Oh! My neck!..."

Zhao Meimei froze while tying her hair up, noticing in the mirror a large reddish-brown mark sprawled on her neck.

Zhao Meimei quickly let down her hair, turned to lean against the bathroom door, complaining, "Brother! Look at what you did to me! It’s so obvious! How am I supposed to face others!"

Shi Yang lifted his head, looking innocent, "I didn’t mean to, I was too excited last night, couldn’t help myself." Then glanced at the time, "If you don’t head out soon, you’ll really be late!"

Upon hearing about being late, Zhao Meimei initially thought about using makeup to cover it up, but now couldn’t bother, directly letting her hair down to cover, somewhat trying to hide it, hurriedly tidying up and, along with Shi Yang, heading to school by car.

When Zhao Meimei arrived in class, it had already started, fortunately, the teacher hadn’t taken attendance yet. She slipped in through the back door, with Peng Hui and Qian Simeng covering for her, crouched and sat in her seat.

Zhao Meimei took out her books and arranged them, breathing a sigh of relief, then turned her head slightly to quietly whisper to Peng Hui and Qian Simeng, "Scared me to death, I thought I was done for!"

"You really scared us too, don’t you know today is a major class, yet you dare to..." Peng Hui suddenly noticed the mark on Zhao Meimei’s neck, she paused momentarily.

Only then did Zhao Meimei remember, hurriedly instinctively covered her neck, somewhat embarrassed, said, "It’s really obvious, huh..."

Peng Hui teased, "Now I know why you were late... An exhilarating night?!"

Zhao Meimei glared at her, "’Exhilarating’ my foot! Keep your voice down!"

Peng Hui winked playfully, made a pulling zipper move across her lips, smiling mischievously.