nChapter 140: Just Shut Up and Kiss Me!

nTranslator: Lan Editor: Efydatia

nCong Nianwei’s roommates’ boyfriends owned shabby bikes, while Qin Guan was driving a brand new car. Was Cong Nianwei also good at selecting a boyfriend?

nFeeling her roommates’ envy, Cong Nianwei sat down calmly beside Qin Guan. He drove them slowly to the west entrance of QH University.

nAt the sight of them in the car, Chi Hailing started crying by the roadside. Is it even possible to be this rich before graduation? Who said that one could survive on their strength? He’s making a living on his looks! It’s so unfair!

nOn the way, Qin Guan asked Cong Nianwei the question that was troubling him the most,

"What color shall we paint the wall of our bedroom? The floor is milk yellow. What do you think about green? It's said that it helps one sleep. Or what about white? It’s simple and easy to apply.

"

nQin Guan read about the prices and the brushing process before asking calmly,

"Shall we go with white?

"

nCong Nianwei burst into laughter.

"Okay, white!

" she agreed.

nThe wife humored the husband, who was a penny pincher.

nQin Guan carried the paint upstairs breathlessly. He felt upset that he hadn’t bought a house with an elevator.

nCong Nianwei pinned her hair into a bun and put newspaper hats on both their heads. The interior of the house had been polished. Qin Guan touched the wall and found it smooth. They could paint directly on it.

nAll the tools, including a roller brush, a hairy brush, a basin, newspapers and a wooden ladder, were ready. They began painting. Qin Guan was in charge of the large scope, while Cong Nianwei supervised all the details.

nThey were perfect match, but Qin Guan got distracted by Cong Nianwei after a while.

nStanding on the high ladder, he looked down at his girlfriend. Her tiny nose and curled eyelash looked very elegant.

nHe stopped moving unconsciously, and the paint on his brush landed on Cong's eyelashes. Fortunately, Cong Nianwei had her eyes closed at the time, or the paint would have landed in her eyes.

nQin Guan got off the ladder immediately and asked Cong Nianwei to stand where she was and keep her eyes closed. Meanwhile, he ran to get a towel.

nWhen he came back with a clean towel, he found his girlfriend standing in the sunlight with closed eyes. On her cheeks there were drops of white paint.

nQin Guan wiped them from her face gently. Before he could let out a sigh of relief, Cong Nianwei asked him,

"What about the paint? Don’t worry about me, it's not in my eyes.

"

nNo one answered her. She thought Qin Guan was still feeling guilty about it, when suddenly his lips were on hers, blocking her words.

nThere had been no warning, no advance decision. It just like the coming of love. Love didn’t ask why or when.

nAfter their first intimate contact, the young lovers felt like they had been hit by one of Cupid’s arrows. There were no flowers, no romantic atmosphere or promises.

nQin Guan was unsatisfied with just kissing Cong Nianwei’s lips. If he kept calm then, he would be an idiot.

nHe tried to insert his tongue into her mouth, but he was attacked fiercely. Don’t even dream of a French kiss! 19-year-old girls in 2000 weren’t so open-minded. His second try kind of succeeded.

nThe revolution was not completely successful though. His comrades still needed to fight diligently.

nQin Guan stuck his tongue out of his mouth like a dog. Cong Nianwei had bit him. Ouch! It hurts!

nCong Nianwei burst into laughter.

nQin Guan approached her with the towel, but she looked suspicious. You want to try again? I’m no fool!

nQin Guan pointed at her nose and said sincerely,

"I’m not messing with you. There is paint on your nose. I want to clean it for you.

"

nCong Nianwei touched her nose and nodded uncertainly.

nQin Guan bent down and kissed her lips again.

"Ha, ha! I said I’d clean your nose, but I didn't say I wouldn’t kiss you again!

"

nCong Nianwei’s face turned red. She started chasing after Qin Guan with the roller brush.

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"You liar! Come here! I won't hit you!

"

nThe warm spring was almost over. Did that mean that their love would be getting scorching hot?

nThey ran around and fought until they were both out of breath and smiling. When they paused and intertwined their fingers, the phone rang, ruining the atmosphere.

nQin Guan groaned helplessly. Cong Nianwei stared at him. He couldn’t help but answer the phone tamely.

nIt was Sister Xue. She sounded slightly doubtful, yet also a little happy and hesitant, as she told Qin Guan about a call she had just gotten.

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