Chapter 142: Chapter 82 Praise Kink_3 Chapter 142: Chapter 82 Praise Kink_3 The summer rain had ended, but the sensation lingered.

From Raven’s body to his gentle chirps, everything shamed the Bai Xian perched on the branches to death, as the extreme black and white interweaving was reminiscent of an ink wash painting, seemingly destined to be a pair.

She buried herself in the blankets, too ashamed to see anyone, not wanting others to see her.

But he leaned over minutes later to help her wipe her body and asked her, “Do you want to go again?”

Yun Yuwan pulled the blanket over her head and Wen Yangzhi picked her up, blanket and all, pushed open the wardrobe, and placed her amidst the pile of clothes, “Nannan said this morning that pressing hard on the weight scale won’t alter the numbers, let’s see if they change.”

Yun Yuwan gripped the edge of the wardrobe, panicking inside, “No, no, no.”

But she had no choice in the matter, and after five minutes, Wen Yangzhi’s deep voice asked her, “What do you think, is it 121kg, or 122kg?”

She was mortified, “I don’t want to guess.”

He seemed to laugh, his voice carrying a hint of threat, “No guess?”

She could only stammer, “1,121kg…”

He whispered in her ear, “Baby, you guessed wrong.”

The number on the weight scale spiked to 124.

The villa was quiet, and not long ago, the trumpet creepers Wen Yangzhi had purchased draped down from the second-floor balcony, covering the original pure white French balustrade due to their abundance.

Wisteria was planted beside the villa, a mist of smoke-purple blossoms filled a large area, shivering like wind chimes when the wind blew, and a few gardenias bloomed over the door; the vine-like flowers overgrew Wen Yangzhi’s initially plantless villa, clinging to it just like Yun Yuwan clung to Wen Yangzhi.

Exhausted, Yun Yuwan dozed off unwittingly, and as she drifted between sleep and wakefulness, Wen Yangzhi embraced her and murmured, “Want to see our photo together?”

In her haze, she said she wanted to see it, slowly regaining a bit of clarity.

He didn’t immediately take out his phone, instead calmly saying something incomprehensible, “This wardrobe operates on infrared heat to measure height.”

She was confused, “So what?”

Unconcerned, Wen Yangzhi continued, “So I connected to this device, and it allows me to see infrared images of height and weight measured at different times of the day.”

She didn’t understand, and he explained further, “Red, purple, green represent different temperatures. You can’t see the specific details of the person, but the shape is visible.”

She suddenly realized what he meant.

Wen Yangzhi calmly took out his phone and opened it, “I captured a photo, one I’m quite fond of.”

He handed it to her, showing two people with distinct heat signatures overlapping on the weight scale, their heats mingling like two seas.

She gasped in shock and embarrassment, tossing the phone back to him.

Wen Yangzhi achieved his goal, contentedly wrapping his arms around her to continue sleeping.

Yun Yuwan, however, couldn’t sleep any longer, her embarrassment fueling a desire to lash out, “I don’t want to sleep with you anymore.”

He was as calm as ever, “You said during the day that this is what you deserved.”

She covered her head with the blanket, “I’m not talking to you anymore.”

Unperturbed, he responded, “If you won’t talk, then let’s go again.”

She cried out, and Wen Yangzhi laughed mischievously, then stopped teasing her, got up to the walk-in closet to fetch her clothes, and lifted her to help her dress. Suddenly, he asked her, “The ring, do you wear it or not?”

She let him manipulate her completely, “I feel a bit embarrassed when I see that ring.”

He adjusted her sleeve, “Hand.”

Yun Yuwan’s hand slipped through the sleeve.

Only then did he say, “It’s the gardenia ring.”

After dressing her, he pushed the box containing the ring on the table towards her.

Yun Yuwan opened it to find a gardenia ring, with an Australian Pearl as the pistil and the band half-set with tiny diamonds, glittering and shimmering, the Australian Pearl’s layers thick, scattering light with a luster, platinum petals encircling it.

She was tentative, and Wen Yangzhi slid the ring onto her ring finger, threading it down to the base.

Her hands were small, and although they seemed longer due to their slenderness, next to Wen Yangzhi’s arm, they looked as if they were missing a segment.

Consequently, the Australian Pearl ring appeared especially large on her hand.

She suddenly lamented, “My hands don’t look good.”

Without even looking up, he asserted, “They do.”

Surprised, she queried, “Really?”

He held her hand, “On your hand, a 13mm Australian Pearl looks like 20mm. The value doubles; it’s a sign of Nannan’s nobility, different from anyone else.”

Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but beam with joy, looking at it again, she too felt she exuded nobility.

Indeed, the ring looked even more valuable on her finger.

At night, Wen Yangzhi went to bed while Yun Yuwan was still merrily admiring the ring on her hand.

The moment he lay down, she suddenly turned over, “After you’ve had your fun, it’s my turn.”

Wen Yangzhi glanced at her sidelong, a teasing air about him as the playful tone slipped from his lips, “Oh?”

The next day, Wen Yangzhi woke up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

He was almost done, but when he looked up into the mirror.

He found that his neck, originally bearing just two strawberry marks from Yun Yuwan, turned into eight after she had her night of enjoyment.