Chapter 24: Sharing a Bed with Xu Danlu (Part 1)

  It was almost the National Day holiday, and the weather in Shanghai had already turned chilly, especially after midnight when it became as cold as water.

  The room’s lights were off, and Xu Danlu’s parents were asleep. But Zhang Yang and Xu Danlu couldn’t fall asleep so easily. Of course, faced with such a delicate beauty lying beside him on the same bed, Zhang Yang couldn’t deny that he was more than happy about it. To say he didn’t want this would be a lie.

  However, seeing Xu Danlu’s shy expression, her clothes neatly buttoned, and her eyes fixed awkwardly on the replayed news broadcast made him unable to bring himself to say, “Hey, let’s sleep.”

  Since Zhang Yang didn’t speak, Xu Danlu felt even more embarrassed to start the conversation. Though her eyelids were heavy with fatigue, she forced herself to stay awake, pretending to watch the television.

  As the clock ticked past one in the morning, steady snores came from the other bed where Xu Maogen slept. By now, even the TV stopped replaying the news and showed nothing but a giant clock on the screen.

  “You sleep first,” Zhang Yang finally said after glancing at her.

  Xu Danlu looked at him and nodded. “Then you sleep too.”

  “Yeah, let’s sleep together!” Zhang Yang replied casually. Though he meant nothing by it, the way he said it made Xu Danlu blush faintly. She pouted and glared at him.

  “Pervert!” she muttered under her breath, glancing at her parents.

  “Hey, don’t get the wrong idea!” Zhang Yang said quickly. Seeing her annoyed expression stirred something inside him. He had to admit—Xu Danlu was the kind of woman whose every tiny movement radiated sensuality.

  Xu Danlu ignored him. She bent down, pulled her travel bag from beside the bed, and took out a nightdress, holding it against her chest. Then she said softly, “I’m going to take a shower. You go ahead and sleep.”

  Shower?

  Zhang Yang couldn’t help but gulp, his throat making an audible sound. Xu Danlu heard it in the dark, let out a low hum, but said nothing. She slipped on her slippers and swayed her hips as she walked to the bathroom.

  A few moments later, the sound of running water echoed. Zhang Yang’s mind immediately painted a vivid picture—a snow-white body under the shower, glistening with droplets, her full breasts trembling slightly, two faint pink tips visible through the mist…

  Damn it, this was unbearable! Zhang Yang suddenly realized, to his shame, that he was getting hard.

  “Creak!” After barely seven or eight minutes, the bathroom door opened. Xu Danlu stepped out, holding a pile of clothes.

  It seemed she’d only washed up quickly—her hair was still dry—but she had changed into a purple nightdress. The hem reached her knees, the top was a spaghetti strap design, and the sides under her arms were cut quite low.

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  She bent over to toss her clothes into the laundry bucket by the TV stand. As she did, the gap under her arm opened slightly, revealing a glimpse of her cream-colored bra.

  It lasted only an instant, but Zhang Yang still felt his pulse race.

  When she slowly walked toward the bed, he could feel his heartbeat speeding up again. Though she hadn’t washed her hair, the faint scent of her freshly bathed body filled the air. Her damp skin made the nightdress cling tightly to her curves, highlighting her perfect figure—especially her ample chest, which looked like it could spill out at any moment.

  “Go wash up too,” Xu Danlu said lightly, meeting his dazed gaze with a faint smile.

  “Oh!” Zhang Yang stood up instinctively, completely unaware that a large tent had already formed below his waist, pointing directly at Xu Danlu.

  Xu Danlu’s face instantly flushed. “Pervert!” she hissed.

  Realizing his mistake, Zhang Yang cursed under his breath and darted into the bathroom like a startled animal. In a flash, he stripped off his clothes and turned on the faucet.

  Cold water, as it turned out, was indeed effective for extinguishing lust. But after finishing his shower, Zhang Yang discovered a problem.

  In his haste, he’d forgotten to bring a change of underwear. Worse, his previous clothes and underwear were now soaking in the sink.

  Walking out naked was obviously impossible, but putting on wet clothes sounded disgusting.

  Zhang Yang was stuck in a dilemma.

  Just then, there were two knocks on the frosted glass door.

  “Need help?” came Xu Danlu’s voice.

  “Uh…” Zhang Yang tensed and instinctively covered himself. He’d noticed earlier that while the frosted door didn’t show details, it still revealed faint silhouettes.

  A soft laugh came from outside. “Come on, what’s there to be shy about? Let me guess—you forgot your underwear and pajamas, didn’t you?”

  Zhang Yang covered his face and muttered through the door, “How did you know?”

  “You left in such a hurry, how could I not?” she said after a pause. “Open the door—I brought them for you.”

  Zhang Yang hesitated. If he opened the door, wouldn’t she see everything?

  “Hey, hey, what’s with the modesty? Fine, I’ll leave them by the door. You can grab them yourself.”

  When he heard her footsteps fade away, Zhang Yang carefully opened the door. Sure enough, his underwear and pajamas were waiting outside.

  Quickly getting dressed, he walked out to find Xu Danlu already lying on her side in bed, facing away from him.

  “Go to sleep,” she said calmly.

  The bed was one meter twenty wide—not too big, not too small. Lying on her side, Xu Danlu had left a decent amount of space for him.

  Zhang Yang hesitated, rubbed his hands, and lay down.

  Xu Danlu’s body twitched slightly, stiff with tension.

  There was only one blanket. Zhang Yang didn’t touch it—he placed his hands behind his head and lay down like her, facing the same direction.

  With such a warm and alluring body beside him, any man’s mind would be racing, and Zhang Yang was no exception. Though the cold shower had calmed him earlier, lying next to her again sent waves of temptation through his mind.

  “Why aren’t you covering yourself?” she suddenly asked softly. Before he could respond, he felt something cool drape over him—it was the blanket.

  Zhang Yang’s heart skipped a beat. She had pulled the only blanket to cover them both. The warmth and faint fragrance from her side filled his senses, and when his elbow brushed hers, a shiver of heat spread through his arm. The smooth, delicate feel of her skin made him dizzy.

  “Don’t get any ideas,” Xu Danlu warned softly.

  “Got it.”

  But Zhang Yang couldn’t sleep. Staring at the ceiling, with a beautiful woman beside him sharing the same blanket, wearing only a nightdress—it would’ve been stranger *not* to think about it.

  “Can I ask you something?” Xu Danlu suddenly pulled the blanket over their heads, lowering her voice to a whisper.

  Beneath the covers, there was barely any space between them. Her lips were less than ten centimeters from his, and Zhang Yang could smell her lip gloss.

  “Yeah?”

  “Are you a virgin?”

  “Pfft!” Zhang Yang almost yelped, but Xu Danlu had already covered his mouth.

  “Why are you asking that?” Zhang Yang’s voice trembled slightly. He could already feel himself getting hard again.

  “Just answer—yes or no.”

  “I… guess so.” Zhang Yang replied awkwardly. It wasn’t embarrassment—it just felt pathetic to admit that at twenty-one.

  “What do you mean, ‘guess’? Either you are or you aren’t.”

  “Well… does masturbation count as losing it?”

  “Pfft!” This time, Xu Danlu almost laughed. She smacked him lightly. “Pervert.”

  Zhang Yang grabbed her hand. She hesitated for a second but didn’t pull away. He could feel her chest rising and falling rapidly. Any fool would know—she was feeling it too.

  “What about you?” Zhang Yang asked boldly. He didn’t really expect an answer—based on how she acted, she seemed experienced—but asking still gave him a thrill.

  “Guess.” Xu Danlu smirked slyly.

  “I’d say no.”

  Xu Danlu twisted her body slightly in protest. “I knew you’d say that. But for your information, I’m a proper virgin.”

  “I don’t believe it.” Zhang Yang pulled her a little closer. Their bodies now pressed tightly together—arm to arm, leg to leg—and a strange heat filled the blanket.

  “Believe what you want!” Xu Danlu panicked, turning over to face away from him. Of course, that left her round, firm butt right against him.

  Zhang Yang exhaled heavily, his breath hot. Then, unable to resist, he turned on his side and pressed close. One arm slid under to wrap around her waist, the other draped over her arm. His chest pressed against her back, and his lower body fit snugly against her soft curves.