CHAPTER 340: CHAPTER 339 SO WHAT?

Peng Hui laughed and asked, "Hey, have you ever tasted shaojiu? I licked a bit, and it was quite nice."

Zhao Meimei went to the bathroom to grab a cloth and deliberately teased, "I haven’t tried it, how about you invite me someday and let me have a lick too, okay?"

Shi Yang was in the bathroom, heard this, turned around with a mischievous smile, and whispered, "Who says you haven’t tried it? If you want to, come and lick." Saying this.

Zhao Meimei was startled for a moment, quickly covered her phone, glared at Shi Yang, and silently mouthed: Rogue!

Rogue Shi came out of the bathroom shortly after, seeing Zhao Meimei lying on the sofa making a call.

Peng Hui was still enthusiastically talking to Zhao Meimei about the rare Japanese dishes, and Zhao Meimei smiled and agreed, "Is it really that good?"

Shi Yang approached with a wicked smile at the corner of his lips, directly reaching out to undress her.

Zhao Meimei was so startled that her voice shook, "Hey!..."

Peng Hui asked on the call, "Ah? What did you say?"

Zhao Meimei was pushing Shi Yang away with one hand while trying to keep her voice down, "Nothing, you continue talking."

Peng Hui immediately continued, "How about we call Mengmeng in a few days and try it too?"

Shi Yang bent down, kissing along Zhao Meimei’s spine, and Zhao Meimei, both embarrassed and annoyed, tried to struggle but was pinned down to the sofa by Shi Yang, unable to move.

Peng Hui asked over the phone, "How about it, Meimei?"

Shi Yang suddenly bit her back lightly, and Zhao Meimei let out a soft cry, "Ah!..."

The call fell silent, pausing for two or three seconds, and Peng Hui tentatively asked, "Meimei? What are you doing?"

Shi Yang continued teasing, as if an electric current ran through, causing Zhao Meimei’s fingers to slacken, and the phone dropped to the floor.

Shi Yang reached out to pick it up, ignoring Peng Hui’s sneaky laughter on the other end, and directly pressed to hang up.

Zhao Meimei couldn’t help complaining, "Brother! I was on the phone just now!"

Shi Yang turned her head, lightly pecking her lips, "Yeah, I saw. But so what..." Concluding, he bit Zhao Meimei’s lips gently sucking.

Zhao Meimei paused, then pushed his face away, protesting weakly, "But what if Peng Hui realized, what then?"

Shi Yang’s eyes revealed a barely noticeable smile, "You’re my wife, what’s there to hide about being intimate with you?"

Zhao Meimei was at a loss for words, Shi Yang’s cheekiness made her both love and hate him, unsure of how to express her feelings.

She cupped Shi Yang’s chin, leaned in, and bit down.

Shi Yang let her bite twice before grabbing her wrist, flipping her over on the sofa, bending down to block her lips,

Zhao Meimei struggled twice and then gradually softened her stance.

With his nose lightly touching Zhao Meimei’s nose tip, he asked, "Want to try it again?"

Zhao Meimei didn’t immediately grasp the context, her eyes clouded with confusion staring blankly at him.

Shi Yang kissed her eyes again, asking once more, "Didn’t you say before you wanted to..."

Zhao Meimei instantly realized and without hesitation silenced Shi Yang, eagerly switching from passive to active.

Shi Yang’s eyes shone with a sly smile, allowing Zhao Meimei to passionately kiss him. Gradually, their breath became erratic, Shi Yang lifted his head, scooped Zhao Meimei up from the sofa, and quickly carried her into the bedroom, tossing her onto the bed.

Zhao Meimei felt the room spin, the lights above casting numerous reflections.

Shi Yang knelt on the bed, slowly unbuttoning his shirt one by one.

Zhao Meimei’s gaze followed his hands, the heat in her eyes increasingly intense.

Zhao Meimei half-closed her eyes, admiringly saying, "Brother, I think you’re truly a child of God."

Shi Yang casually tossed his shirt aside, questioning, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Meimei, entranced, stared at him, "You’re handsome, with a great body. All these years, I haven’t seen you work out, yet there’s not an ounce of flab on you. Just the other day, I saw Brother Chao, and he’s already got a beer belly."

"Why are you looking at other men? Am I not enough for you to look at?" Shi Yang bent down, playfully biting Zhao Meimei’s cheek.

Zhao Meimei cried out in exaggerated pain, "No...!"

Shi Yang kissed her, half-joking, half-serious, "Don’t watch anymore. If I catch you again, watch out!" Concluding, Shi Yang directly undressed her, his passionate kisses landing on her lips, her cheeks.

Zhao Meimei raised her weak arms, instinctively wrapping them around Shi Yang’s neck, chasing, responding to his gentle sweet kisses...

During the summer between freshman and sophomore year, whenever Shi Yang had spare time, he would take Zhao Meimei to look at apartment complexes. By late August, he chose a newly developed area in the West District.

Both the exterior and interior layout of the buildings were beautifully designed. By looking at the construction plans, one could foresee that upon completion, the environment would be quite nice.

Shi Yang had brought Zhao Meimei there three times before, and on their fourth visit, he decisively bought three units in the same complex but different buildings, all on the third floor of multi-story blocks.

Once all the paperwork was completed, Shi Yang then informed their parents.

Shi Yang’s parents were quite pleased, while Zhao Dazhuang and Liu Xiue were completely stunned upon hearing the news. They never expected Shi Yang would buy them a house, especially at the initial stages of his company starting normal operations.

Afterwards, Zhao Dazhuang discussed with Liu Xiue, "How much do we have in savings now?"

Liu Xiue quoted a number, and upon hearing it, Zhao Dazhuang frowned deeply, "What can we do, it’s not even enough for a down payment, plus there’s the loan to consider, and with the kids getting married, since Yangyang’s family bought one, we should at least pay a down payment, right?"

Liu Xiue was also troubled, "Yangyang means well, I understand that, but it’s hard to accept. In my whole life, I’ve never owed anyone this much."

Zhao Dazhuang said, "There’s truly no way around it, our family situation is like this, the reality is in front of us, there’s nothing we can really do."

Liu Xiue sighed, "Yangyang is indeed capable, Meimei’s father. To be honest, I’ve always felt that our family is marrying up with Yangyang’s family."

Zhao Dazhuang said gruffly, "It is marrying up, if it weren’t for the kids sealing the deal first, I wouldn’t have agreed to this match. Liking Yangyang is one thing, joking around is another, I just fear our daughter might not have a smooth life ahead."