Chapter 226 Gu Jia’s Birthday Gift

"certainly not."

Of course Yang Wenwen wanted to tie the boy up tightly, but she could only think about what she would use to tie him up.

"Duplicity."

Zhou Jing started the car and put it in gear, then put his hand on Yang Wenwen's leg.

Zhou Jing found a specialty restaurant on San Street and had lunch with Yang Wenwen in a private room. Today was Zhou Jing's birthday, and Yang Wenwen didn't mind spending money, so she ordered the restaurant's signature dish first.

Zhou Jing ordered two more dishes, three dishes were enough for two people, and he also ordered a pot of mango juice.

"Happy birthday."

Yang Wenwen poured mango juice for the boy first, then poured some for herself and held up the cup.

"The happiest thing is to have you." Zhou Jing clinked glasses and took a sip before continuing, "I dreamed of you many times from high school to college."

"What did you dream about me?"

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips slightly. She might not have believed it before, but now she does. Not long ago, the boy showed her a photo. It was a photo of her on the teacher’s nameplate in the classroom when she was teaching the boy.

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"At such a young age, you already have wild thoughts."

Yang Wenwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The boy wouldn't dream of doing that with her, right?

When Zhou Jing was in high school, the most explicit thing he dreamed of with Yang Wenwen was kissing. It can only be said that you dream about something at night.

"I just liked to fantasize when I was young. Although I often thought of you when I was in college, I felt it was unrealistic and wondered how you could accept me."

Zhou Jing picked up a piece of roast duck with chopsticks and handed it to Yang Wenwen's mouth.

Yang Wenwen gently opened her mouth and ate the roast duck, pouting and crying as she said, "Forget I taught you."

"I am not an ungrateful person. How could I forget what you taught me?"

Zhou Jing was thinking about the opportunity to travel to Sanya with Yang Wenwen to take a set of wedding photos with sea view, to make up for Yang Wenwen's regret and satisfy Zhou Jing himself at the same time. Even if he was just thinking about taking wedding photos with Yang Wenwen, Zhou Jing was extremely excited.

"I shouldn't have let you succeed."

Yang Wenwen tapped her forehead with a headache.

"Really?" Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and said, "You're not so ruthless in bed."

Yang Wenwen felt inwardly that if the boy had been like that at that time, perhaps her life would have been completely different.

"You are more charming now than you were a few years ago."

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and continued.

"I'm old."

Yang Wenwen sighed softly. How could a 29-year-old woman like her be more charming than she was a few years ago? But even if the boy comforted her, she was happy.

"You don't understand boys. In the eyes of boys, women in their thirties are more attractive than girls who are eighteen."

Zhou Jing picked up the mango juice and clinked glasses with Yang Wenwen.

"All right!"

Yang Wenwen really doesn't understand boys very well.

Yang Wenwen ate first, put down her chopsticks and watched the boy eat. After the boy finished eating, she went to pay the bill.

Zhou Jing was waiting in the lobby. After Yang Wenwen paid the bill, Zhou Jing came over and held her hand. Third Street was relatively safe, and there were few people on the street at this time after twelve o'clock.

"My stomach swells up when I eat a little bit. Look at yours. Why is your stomach so flat even though you eat more? Don't hold your stomach in. This is more like it."

Yang Wenwen touched her own belly and then the boy's. She was surprised to notice that the boy was deliberately holding in his abdomen, so she tickled the boy's belly to help him relax.

"I find you more and more adorable."

When they got in the car, Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's face with both hands and kissed her lips heavily. Being described as "cute", Yang Wenwen suddenly felt that she was becoming more and more childish this year. Sometimes she would act like a child with this boy who was seven years younger, and even play with him.

It was past one o'clock and there was no time for lunch break, so Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen went back to school. When they got there, they went back to their dormitories.

After returning to the dormitory, Yang Wenwen lay on the bed for a while. Unable to sleep, she opened the photo album on her mobile phone and checked the photos. Unconsciously, there were many more photos in the album, including many of Zhou Jing. Yang Wenwen looked at them one by one.

Zhou Jing put the belt that Yang Wenwen gave him into the closet. He was not sleepy, so he turned on his computer to write a novel.

Classes start at 2:30, and Zhou Jing leaves the dormitory at 2:25 to go to the classroom for daily attendance check.

"Keep it clean. This is a hygiene corner, not a garbage area. Sprinkle water on the floor during breaks. The student on duty is responsible for cleaning the bucket every day. The sanitation officer will buy a bag of laundry detergent for the classroom after school."

Zhou Jing looked at the sanitary corner of the classroom and saw that the bucket was dirty.

The classroom was stuffy and hot. Some students had beads of sweat on their foreheads, while the backs of some students' short-sleeves were soaked with sweat. There was no air conditioning or fans, and the only way to cool down was to sprinkle more water.

Zhou Jing lamented that high school was like a camel. A few years ago, there were no water dispensers in the classrooms, and many students did not have the habit of bringing water cups. He didn't know how they survived every day, especially in the summer. Zhou Jing remembered that when boys were thirsty, they would go to the water room to drink water from the tap.

Later I heard from experts that it is not good to drink tap water directly, but the students didn’t have any problems after drinking it, so tap water should be healthier than beverages.

The bell rang, Zhou Jing went out from the back door of the classroom and met Gu Jia who was going to class one of grade one. They smiled at each other.

"Is it hot?"

On the way to the office, he met his high school biology teacher, who smiled at Zhou Jing.

"When you calm down, you will naturally feel cooler. Is there any biological basis for what Mr. Kong said when you calm down, you will naturally feel cooler?"

Zhou Jing recalled a sentence that his biology teacher Xia Tian often said to his students.

"Yes, when you are calm, your nerve excitability decreases, and the secretion of hormones such as adrenaline in your body decreases, which slows down your heart rate and metabolism. The body produces less heat, so you naturally don't feel that hot."

The biology teacher explained with a smile.

"I see. Mr. Kong is very knowledgeable and talented."

It was the first time that Zhou Jing heard a more scientific explanation for the saying “calm your mind and you will naturally feel cooler.”

"No no."

The biology teacher smiled and went to his office.

Zhou Jing came to the office, took a cup of water, passed behind Yang Wenwen and gently scratched her back, just on her bra.

Yang Wenwen didn't make a fuss. She glanced at the boy and continued to correct his homework.

Zhou Jing turned on the computer and surfed the Internet for a while. He looked at Yang Wenwen and licked his lips. Yang Wenwen lowered her head with a smile on her face. Zhou Jing picked up his mobile phone and sent her a text message: [How about I give you ** tonight or tomorrow night]

Yang Wenwen's face felt slightly hot after reading the message, and she thought that she should also try to do the same to the boy.

Zhou Jing used lip language to ask Yang Wenwen if it was okay. Yang Wenwen coughed and didn't answer, so Zhou Jing continued to ask.

Yang Wenwen bit her lip and replied via text: [Whatever you say, it’s up to you]

[My wife is so good]

Zhou Jing sent a text message and continued to flirt with Yang Wenwen.

After class, Gu Jia went home to change clothes, and after school in the afternoon, Zhou Jing drove back to pick her up.

In order to celebrate Zhou Jing's birthday, Gu Jia dressed up today. She wore a suspender dress, a small cardigan, a slightly heavier makeup than usual, and peach pink lipstick on her lips, looking very sweet.

"Master is so beautiful today."

Zhou Jing slowed down, stopped slowly by the road and opened the passenger door.

"Happy birthday."

Gu Jia held up her skirt as she got into the car and gave the boy the birthday present.

She bought a neck massager for the boy. The boy often writes novels, and his cervical spine easily becomes uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.

"Master is so thoughtful. It just so happens that my neck sometimes hurts when I'm writing novels."

(End of this chapter)