Chapter 1: I’ll be doomed if we Meet

It was eleven o’clock at night.

In-game announcements rang out one after another, never-ending.

“Double kill.”

“Triple kill.”

“Quadra kill.”

Only when the final “Victory” rang out did Shi Kezhen shout happily.

– Ahhh, we won again!

On the screen, Zhen Ji had once again secured a pentakill, earning her the MVP of the match.

– Did you enjoy getting fed all those kills this round?

A young man’s low, magnetic, and lazy voice came through the headphones, carrying a hint of a casual smile.

– Yes, it was amazing.

Shi Kezhen was thoroughly satisfied and, knowing exactly what to do, acted cute and sweet toward her phone.

– Thank you, hubby!

– You’re the absolute best to me!

For the entire night, spanning seven or eight consecutive games, he had yielded every kill, controlled the map’s pace, and pampered her into the most dazzling presence in every single match.

Meanwhile, from start to finish, he only took assists.

– Is a simple thank-you all I get?

The young man’s voice dropped slightly, laden with implication.

– Where’s my reward?

Shi Kezhen rolled her eyes, but she did not let a single trace of impatience leak into her tone.

Instead, she made her voice sound even sweeter and more coquettish, playing dumb.

– Then how do you want me to thank you?

– I want you.

Although she had already guessed his thoughts, hearing him actually say it still made the tips of her ears burn red instantly.

– Didn’t we just do it last night…

– Wifey, I barely took a single kill all night just to feed them all to you.

– Since I worked so hard to make you happy, aren’t you going to give me a little reward?

She glanced at the time; it was already a few minutes past eleven.

She had to wake up early tomorrow morning to head back to school, so she was rather reluctant.

But as her eyes swept over her glorious winning streak from tonight, her mood instantly became wonderful.

– …Alright then.

Before she could even finish her sentence, and before she had even exited the game, her WeChat video call started ringing.

The caller ID showed only a single character: Cheng.

The WeChat profile picture was a very attractive, well-defined hand.

It was holding a tender green ginkgo leaf against the sunlight.

She pressed the answer button.

The first thing she saw was a patch of firm, sexy chest muscles.

They carried the distinct vigor of youth.

He was sitting propped up against the headboard.

The lighting in the room was dim and ambiguous, likely with only a bedside lamp turned on.

Looking up, she saw his slender neck.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.

Any higher up, and it was out of view.

The two of them had agreed from the very beginning.

They could talk about anything, but they would never show their faces.

– Wifey.

Cheng’s voice was much deeper than it had been in the game.

It was laced with a burning, undisguised hoarseness.

A wave of intense desire seemed to surge through the phone, pouring directly into her ears.

She was flustered and blushing from his teasing.

Her fingers tightened around her phone unconsciously.

‘This damn seductive fox!’

Shi Kezhen could not help but curse him in her head.

– Wifey, I want to see you.

Ever since she started her online relationship with him, Shi Kezhen had developed a habit.

When answering video calls, she never pointed the camera at herself.

She stood up and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed.

With a click, she switched off the main light, leaving only a warm, yellow nightlight on.

Instantly, the room became dim and hazy.

Only then did she switch the camera to the front-facing mode.

Just like him, she did not show her face.

– Wifey, hurry…

Cheng’s words sounded like a command, yet also like a plea.

His breathing was already visibly growing heavier.

Shi Kezhen held the phone with one hand.

Her other hand reached for her pajama buttons.

One.

Two.

Three…

By the third button, she clearly heard him take a sharp, sudden breath.

– Wifey, you’re not wearing…

Cheng’s surprised voice was filled with delight.

Her parents had gone out to attend a dinner banquet tonight.

Shi Yanzhou usually would not seek her out on his own initiative.

Therefore, she had no intention of leaving her room after dinner and had slipped straight into her pajamas after her shower.

– That’s right.

Shi Kezhen let out a sly laugh.

Her fingers did not stop as she fully unbuttoned the remaining two and casually let the robe hang open.

Cheng’s swallowing sound, mixed with his heavy breathing, came through the phone.

– Wifey, you’re so sexy…

Shi Kezhen chuckled softly.

She knew she had a great figure.

Even though she was slender, she was definitely not lacking in the right places.

The pajamas hung loosely from her shoulders, teasingly revealing just enough.

It tempted the young man until his blood boiled.

– Wifey, I want to hear your voice…

His breathing grew increasingly chaotic.

– Wifey, I miss you, so much…

– Hubby, I miss you too…

Shi Kezhen’s voice was soft and sweet, as enticing as if it were dipped in honey.

He could not help but let out a low groan.

His breathing lost its rhythm completely, each breath heavier than the last.

She watched his firm abdominal muscles on her phone screen.

His hot pants and groans kept echoing in her ears.

Shi Kezhen felt herself starting to grow warm and weak as well.

A tingling sensation that seemed to seep out from her very bones made her hand tremble slightly as she held the phone.

– Wifey, my hand is currently…

Cheng continued to whisper provocative words to her.

Each sentence was more explicit than the last, constantly pushing her sensitive nerves to the limit.

She bit her lower lip.

It felt as though her hand were no longer her own, but his…

***

After an unknown amount of time, their breathing slowly quieted down.

Her phone had long been tossed carelessly next to her pillow.

She was feeling rather drowsy.

– Wifey, shall we meet up?

Shi Kezhen was startled awake by these words.

She took a moment to compose herself before speaking.

– We’re doing great like this, why do we need to meet up?

Cheng was highly dissatisfied with her reply.

His tone suddenly dropped.

– Do you actually like me or not?

– Of course I do.

Shi Kezhen coaxed him practicedly.

– If I didn’t like you, would I still satisfy you like that?