Chapter 1736 - 709: Night Whispers (Part 2)

Chapter 1736: Chapter 709: Night Whispers (Part 2)

Sister Xiao Yu murmured, her tone hiding a sense of sadness.

"But, but, it shouldn’t just be to repay a debt, right?"

Zhou Wang couldn’t help but want to speak up and continue the conversation, but suddenly he heard Sister Xiao Yu’s tone change, and he immediately closed his mouth tightly.

Not just to repay a debt... What does this mean?

Perhaps Sister Xiao Yu’s heart had been suppressed for too long, and now that the floodgates were open, without Zhou Wang needing to guide her, she began to pour everything out on her own.

"Linlin’s dad, that man, he... After we got married, he was rarely home. Later, I couldn’t even tell if he was in jail or just out without coming home..."

There was a thick sense of resentment in Sister Xiao Yu’s tone, and then, as if she suddenly remembered something, her body shivered.

"Even when he came home, he wouldn’t talk to me and often drank too much. When he woke up, he would disappear again."

"But, but Sister Xiao Yu would also think about those kinds of things."

Sister Xiao Yu’s voice suddenly became very low, so low that if she wasn’t right next to Zhou Wang, he might not have been able to hear what she was saying:

"Aunt San from next door taught me how to buy some things online and even gave me some... discs."

At this moment, even with his back turned, Zhou Wang could seemingly feel the sudden rise in temperature on Sister Xiao Yu’s cheeks... His feelings were very complex.

What?

The traditional and introverted Sister Xiao Yu he remembered actually had an outrageous side?

Of course, this sort of behavior isn’t really outrageous; many women have done it. But this is Sister Xiao Yu, the one who’s always gentle and soft, the one he remembers bustling but never harsh.

This contrast made Zhou Wang’s emotions hard to describe.

At this moment, Zhou Wang was increasingly grateful for pretending to be asleep. Otherwise, he might never hear Sister Xiao Yu personally reveal her secrets.

Sister Xiao Yu’s fingers unconsciously grazed Zhou Wang’s skin as she continued to murmur:

"But later, once when he came home, he discovered it and hit me, calling me a slut, saying I was sneaking around with other men. Luckily, he was caught again later, or he might have killed me..."

"Since then, Sister Xiao Yu hasn’t done that kind of thing for a long time."

"Zhou Wang, you... you know, one day at home in the Magic City, I saw you coming out of your bedroom without clothes, and I... I just wanted it."

"Suddenly wanting it very much."

While Sister Xiao Yu spoke in a hoarse voice she couldn’t control, saying the most provocative words, Zhou Wang was struggling to remember which day he had walked out of the bedroom without clothes...

Uh, because the floor where his bedroom was had close female relations like Yun Rou, Yun Lan, and others living there, it seems Zhou Wang indeed didn’t mind those details too much, and upon reflection, it wasn’t rare.

"And then that night, I just couldn’t hold back."

At this moment, Sister Xiao Yu suddenly held Zhou Wang tightly, not realizing herself how strong her grip was, speaking in a tone that was almost whispering, yet filled with a certain obsession:

"Later on, for many days, I couldn’t hold back, but I felt this was wrong, very sorry to you, I didn’t know what I was doing..."

"But Sister Xiao Yu would also think, I’m just a woman who won’t live long, why, why can’t I even do this?"

"Zhou Wang, Sister Xiao Yu knows, you must have thought about me too, sometimes the way you look at me is the same as when you played at my house as a child, so Sister Xiao Yu knows, you still want to * me."

Zhou Wang’s brow twitched, enduring with difficulty.

"So, it’s not just to repay a debt, Sister Xiao Yu actually... also wants to be * by you."

When Zhou Wang heard Sister Xiao Yu’s last words, he couldn’t hold back anymore, suddenly turning over at Zhao Yu’s exclamation.

Still immersed in an atmosphere of uninhibited confession, Zhao Yu didn’t expect Zhou Wang to suddenly wake up. In a panic, her instinct was to shrink back like an ostrich, attempting to escape from Zhou Wang’s bed.

But Zhou Wang, having suffered severe mental stimulus, wouldn’t let her escape as she wished. A simple grab pulled Sister Xiao Yu firmly into his embrace.

Sister Xiao Yu, perhaps realizing escape was futile, or maybe being in a state of emotional excitement, suddenly felt soft and couldn’t muster the strength to struggle when embraced by Zhou Wang.

She could only try to lower her head, avoiding eye contact with Zhou Wang, though her feverish forehead betrayed her mood at this moment.

"Tsk, tsk, Sister Xiao Yu, I never knew you did bad things behind my back all the time!"

"Don’t, don’t say that..."

Unable to argue, Sister Xiao Yu could only plead with a sobbing tone.

"I just want to ask you one thing — the last thing you said, did you mean it?"

"Which one?"

Zhao Yu still tried to pretend ignorance.

"What do you think?"

Annoyed, Zhou Wang gave her a slap without hesitation.

The tantalizing sound echoed in the small bedroom, and Zhao Yu, filled with shame, wanted to dig a hole in the bed and bury herself.

But faced with Zhou Wang’s relentless questioning, Zhao Yu eventually found it impossible to resist any longer, only able to nod slightly and softly say "Mm."

Facing Zhou Wang directly, this was perhaps her bravest moment.

But Zhou Wang was clearly not satisfied, saying he couldn’t hear her clearly at all.

"Sister Xiao Yu, I heard everything you just said, so you don’t need to be embarrassed. I just want to hear... can you say it properly again?"

Zhou Wang changed his strategy, suddenly speaking softly.

Seeing his longing eyes, Sister Xiao Yu naturally softened infinitely inside, stammering to repeat herself, and then repeated it again under Zhou Wang’s instruction...

"Sister Xiao Yu, actually, actually also wants to be..."

Finally, with Zhou Wang’s patient guidance, her volume returned to normal, tremblingly saying the sentence, though the last word was whispered into Zhou Wang’s ear out of embarrassment.

But this made the word very clear, entering Zhou Wang’s mind directly, causing his eyes to redden.

"Sister Xiao Yu."

With Zhou Wang’s action, Zhao Yu initially complied, but suddenly, recalling something, she reached out to restrain Zhou Wang.

"Hm?"

"Let, let Sister do it, okay?"

Zhao Yu met Zhou Wang’s gaze for the first time, with a pleading expression.

Zhou Wang paused, not understanding why Sister Xiao Yu went from extreme shyness to being assertive.

But he seemed to have no reason to refuse, being given the opportunity for the introverted Sister Xiao Yu to take control was immensely fulfilling.

So Zhou Wang laid flat, ready to enjoy Sister Xiao Yu’s performance.

With the curtains mostly drawn, though still leaving gaps, the room wasn’t dim under the streetlight; Sister Xiao Yu likely noticed this upon sitting upright, so she leaned down again and pulled the blanket over them.

Though there’s some regret about not being able to look around freely, Zhou Wang wasn’t rushed, finding the concealed, secretive feeling rather intriguing instead.

It’s just that... Sister Xiao Yu seemed overly nervous.

Zhou Wang frowned, sensing something was off but couldn’t quite articulate it, chalking it up to Sister Xiao Yu being out of practice despite having some experience, thus appearing awkwardly unnatural.

Suddenly, Zhou Wang inhaled sharply... not out of pleasure, but pain.

"Sister Xiao Yu?"

Zhou Wang, puzzled, lifted the blanket to see Sister Xiao Yu also showing pain on her face.

He blankly looked down, and his gaze became overwhelmingly complex.

"This..."