Chapter 63: I’m Sharing a Room with You, So What

  After explaining things to He Shan, Gao Qi returned to the room with Zhang Yang. Xu Danlu opened her sleepy eyes, looking surprised to see Zhang Yang. “You’re back?”

  She was about to throw herself into his arms but noticed the big-breasted Gao Qi behind him. Quickly changing her action, she said, “Sister Qi, you came too? I thought you’d come later.” She yawned, stretched lazily, slipped on her slippers, and poured a glass of warm water for Zhang Yang.

  Hearing that, Zhang Yang knew Lulu had indeed agreed to let Gao Qi stay. The girl probably thought he wasn’t answering her calls or messages because he wasn’t coming home tonight.

  The thought brought a hint of guilt to his heart.

  “How’s your dad doing?” Zhang Yang took the water and asked after a sip.

  He knew Xu Danlu called her mom every day to check on her father’s treatment.

  “Still the same. The primary lesion’s almost gone, but the lymph nodes are progressing slowly. The doctor said that’s normal—radiation isn’t always effective there. But it’s way better than before.”

  “That’s good then. Don’t worry too much.” Zhang Yang comforted her. He knew hypopharyngeal cancer wasn’t easy to treat—it didn’t respond well to chemotherapy. If radiation didn’t work at advanced stages, there was basically no hope. But judging from her father’s situation, it seemed under control—a positive sign.

  “Mm!” Xu Danlu nodded. Zhang Yang’s presence had become her only source of strength. If she lost him now, she wouldn’t know what to do.

  “Heh, looks like this guy isn’t completely heartless after all.” Gao Qi came over, hugging Xu Danlu. “At least he still cares about your dad’s condition. That’s half a decent son-in-law.”

  Zhang Yang looked at her speechlessly. “Senior Sister, you sleep on the left bed tonight.”

  The room had two queen-sized beds—more than enough for four people.

  Zhang Yang guessed Gao Qi probably wanted to sleep hugging Xu Danlu. The woman had been drooling over Lulu’s perfect breasts for ages—no doubt planning to get handsy tonight.

  So he needed to cut her off early.

  As expected, Gao Qi wasn’t pleased. “What? You’ve been hugging Lulu every night. Let me have a taste for once.”

  “A taste?” Zhang Yang’s eyes widened. Damn it, let me taste first!

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  “Zhang Yang, let Sister Qi sleep with me.” Seeing tension rising, Xu Danlu quickly stepped in and shot Zhang Yang a meaningful look.

  That look said plenty—and Zhang Yang understood. Once Senior Sister was asleep, they could do their thing.

  Her mix of shyness and seduction made his pulse race. Doing it secretly beside another beautiful woman sounded thrilling… but maybe he was getting too perverted.

  “Fine, but I’m warning you—I can’t sleep without holding something. If I climb into your bed in the middle of the night, don’t blame me.”

  Gao Qi snorted. “You try it, and I’ll castrate you.”

  Damn! Zhang Yang felt his balls tighten instantly.

  “I’m taking a shower.” Since he couldn’t drive Gao Qi out, he accepted defeat, grabbed a bathrobe from the closet, and prepared to wash up.

  “Hold it!” Gao Qi blocked his way.

  “Now what?”

  “I’ll go first!” She snatched the bathrobe right from his hands.

  Zhang Yang blinked. “Fine, you go first—but that’s my bathrobe. What are you doing with it?”

  “I’m not even disgusted by it. Stop whining.”

  What kind of logic was that? Zhang Yang stared speechlessly as she slipped into the bathroom with his robe. “Hey, Senior Sister, are you sure it even fits you?”

  “None of your business.”

  Zhang Yang looked at Xu Danlu, who acted nonchalant. “Lulu, your expression’s weird… not very scientific.”

  “Weird? Why?” Xu Danlu yawned, crawled from the bed to his side, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gave him a kiss. “Jealous?”

  “Jealous my ass. I’m just saying—you’re not actually into… girls now, right?” Zhang Yang pointed toward the bathroom and whispered.

  If she was, he’d be devastated.

  Xu Danlu shrugged, her eyes twinkling. “That’s not a bad idea. Maybe I should try it?”

  “Try my ass.” Zhang Yang pulled her into his arms, slipped a hand down her collar, and whispered, “It’s really over?”

  “Mm! Mm!” She nodded like a kitten. “It ended yesterday. I waited to make sure. It’s all clean now. They say it’s a safe period.”

  Zhang Yang swallowed hard. Damn, she was too tempting. He’d read up on this—safe period meant even without protection, she wouldn’t get pregnant. She was basically inviting him to commit a crime.

  Damn that Gao Qi. If she hadn’t shown up, he and Lulu would already be doing something every man dreams of. Total buzzkill—I despise you deeply.

  From the bathroom came the sound of rushing water. Glancing sideways, Zhang Yang could faintly make out a white silhouette moving behind the frosted glass. When she neared the door, he could even see the outline of her round curves clearly. He shamefully got hard. Didn’t that woman know her hotel’s bathroom doors were see-through?

  “Wow… Sister Qi’s got a great body. Yangzi, you’re lucky.” Xu Danlu had noticed too.

  Zhang Yang squeezed her soft chest harder, growling, “Xu Danlu, you didn’t cover my eyes, fine—but at least act jealous or something!”

  “Then I’ll punish you.” Xu Danlu smiled seductively, wrapping her soft hand around his swelling part.

  Zhang Yang couldn’t take it anymore. He flipped her onto the bed, pulling her nightgown up.

  Inside the bathroom, Gao Qi was humming while washing when a faint moan reached her ears. She slipped on the wet floor, almost falling, and her ears perked up.

  She could only hear rustling and faint breathing, but even so, something stirred inside her—an inexplicable emotion, a faint chemical reaction in certain sensitive spots.

  Finishing her shower quickly, she looked at the bathrobe on the rack and smirked. Hmph, bastard, looks like you finally got a taste of frustration.

  Through the misted mirror, she admired her curvy figure, smiling proudly as she cupped her ample breasts. “This body’s not worse than that girl’s, right?”

  Reluctantly, she slipped into Zhang Yang’s robe to cover her pale skin, then frowned. “How the hell am I supposed to go out like this?”

  The robe was way too big. The neckline plunged all the way to her navel—if she walked out like this, he’d see everything.

  Damn bastard, he could’ve warned me. He definitely did this on purpose!

  “Lulu…” she shouted angrily.

  Zhang Yang, who was just about to make his move, froze at her voice. His balls shrank as he muttered under his breath, “Damn it, that woman’s not human.”

  Helplessly, he withdrew his hands from Xu Danlu’s body.

  Xu Danlu’s face flushed red. She glared at him, hurriedly put her panties back on, threw on her robe, and called out toward the bathroom, “What’s wrong, Sister Qi?”

  “Give me one of your pajamas. I can’t wear your man’s robe.”

  Hearing that, Xu Danlu covered her mouth and giggled, sneaking a glance at Zhang Yang. “You bastard, no wonder you didn’t stop her earlier—you knew this would happen.”

  Then she shouted back, “Sister Qi, I only brought one set—it’s the one I’m wearing now!”

  Zhang Yang looked at her. The girl was even more devious—he’d seen her suitcase full of pajamas.

  “Ahhh, I don’t care!” Gao Qi yelled, her stomping audible from inside. “Get me something or I’ll die right here!”