Wanwan's Mouth Is Really Sweet

8:00 AM on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Chen Zhi was having a nightmare about "three women in one boat." In the dream, Pei Ningxue was holding a scalpel, ready to surgically remove his "excess emotions," Lin Wanwan was cheering on the sidelines, and Li Zhiyi was holding a law code, reading out his sentence.

Then he heard Lin Wanwan's energetic voice.

"Happy New Year, Auntie Zhang! Happy New Year, Uncle Chen! I wish Auntie Zhang gets younger and younger this year and wins at mahjong every day! I wish Uncle Chen good health and steady promotions!"

Immediately following was Zhang Guifang's voice: "Oh my, Wanwan, you have such a sweet mouth. Come, come, Auntie Zhang has prepared a big red envelope for you. Here's your lucky money!"

"Thank you, Auntie Zhang!"

Chen Jun's voice also chimed in: "Wanwan, Uncle has prepared one for you too. Don't tire yourself out too much when you're working out there. If you need anything, just make that brat Chen Zhi run errands for you."

"Got it, Uncle Chen! I'll definitely work him to the bone!"

Chen Zhi lay in bed, pressing his pillow tightly against his ears.

The difference in treatment was too obvious. Lin Wanwan's status in this house was much higher than his, the actual biological son.

Just as Chen Zhi was groggily preparing to go back to sleep, the bedroom door was pushed wide open.

A gust of cold wind slipped in.

Lin Wanwan was wearing a shirt and a cardigan sweater inside, topped with a black baseball jacket, and paired with a black pleated skirt and skin-colored fleece tights on the bottom.

"Chen Zhi! Wake up!"

She dashed to the bedside in a few steps, grabbed the corner of the blanket, and yanked it back forcefully.

"Holy crap!"

Cold air instantly enveloped his entire body. Chen Zhi, wearing only a gray set of thermal underwear, was freezing and hurriedly reached out to snatch the blanket back.

"Lin Wanwan, are you crazy? It's the first day of the New Year, aren't you going to let people sleep?"

Lin Wanwan gripped the blanket tightly and refused to let go, while reaching her other hand straight to the back of Chen Zhi's neck.

That hand was freezing cold from the outside. Chen Zhi let out a loud yell and sat up.

"Are you awake? If not, I can ice you again!" Lin Wanwan smiled radiantly.

Chen Zhi was completely wide awake now.

Chen Zhi rubbed his neck and glared at Lin Wanwan: "What are you going crazy for so early in the morning?"

Lin Wanwan simply sat down on the edge of the bed, her two slender legs dangling in the air. She raised her chin and stretched her hand out in front of Chen Zhi.

"Cut the crap and wish this lady a Happy New Year! Hand over the red envelope!"

Chen Zhi yawned and reached under his pillow, fumbling around for a moment.

He had prepared it before going to sleep last night, knowing this girl would definitely come to extort him today.

He pulled out a red paper packet and handed it to Lin Wanwan. "Hurry up and take it. Stop bothering me, I want to go back to sleep."

Lin Wanwan squeezed the red envelope in her hand, and her brows furrowed.

"It's this thin?"

She tore open the seal right in front of Chen Zhi and dumped the contents into her hand.

Six red hundred-yuan bills fluttered lightly onto the bedsheets.

Lin Wanwan looked at the six hundred yuan in disbelief, then looked up at Chen Zhi. "Chen Zhi, you're a big boss running a company now. You only give your girlfriend six hundred yuan on the first day of the New Year?"

"Don't you understand 'everything goes smoothly with a six'?" Chen Zhi leaned against the headboard self-righteously. "This is called a beautiful symbolism. Besides, all my money is tied up in the company's accounts. Even the landlord has no surplus grain."

In reality, he still had several million in pocket money on his bank card, but when dealing with Lin Wanwan, crying poor was always the most effective trick.

Sure enough, Lin Wanwan curled her lips, folded the six hundred yuan, and stuffed it into her skirt pocket.

"Stingy to death."

Lin Wanwan muttered, then reached behind her back, fumbled for a moment, and pulled out a pink envelope.

The envelope was sealed with a heart-shaped wax stamp.

"Here, seeing as your performance barely passed, this is a reward from me." Lin Wanwan handed the envelope over, her ears slightly red and her eyes darting away.

Chen Zhi took the envelope.

It was very light; it didn't feel like there was money inside.

"What is this? You didn't give me an IOU, did you?"

Chen Zhi complained while tearing open the wax seal.

As expected, there was no money inside, only a piece of pink stiff cardboard.

The edges of the card were drawn with a circle of little flowers using colored pens, and right in the middle was a simple line drawing of a little pig.

Next to the little pig was a line of neat, elegant handwriting: This coupon can be redeemed for one kiss.

At the very bottom was a line of small text: Final interpretation rights belong to Lin Wanwan.

Chen Zhi looked at this card, froze for two seconds, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Lin Wanwan, what the heck did you draw here? Why does this pig have four nostrils?"

"Those are eyes!" Lin Wanwan got anxious and lunged forward to snatch it back. "Do you want it or not! If not, give it back to me!"

Chen Zhi raised the card high, dodging her hand.

"I want it, of course I want it." Chen Zhi waved the card in his hand and looked at Lin Wanwan. "But Superstar Lin, aren't you being too stingy? Only one time? What is this enough for?"

Lin Wanwan raised her chin and gave a soft hmph.

"Of course! I am a rising A-list singer now, my appearance fee is very expensive. You should be secretly rejoicing that I gave you one."

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow: "Then if I don't use this coupon, does that mean I can't kiss you in the future?"

Lin Wanwan crossed her arms over her chest and nodded seriously: "That's right, from now on, without a coupon, any form of physical contact is strictly prohibited."

"Then what if I want to kiss you?"

"Hehe." Lin Wanwan leaned in a bit closer, her face full of smugness. "If you beg me with a sincere attitude and say a few sweet words, I might reluctantly let you kiss me once."

Seeing her cocky appearance, Chen Zhi decided to teach her a little lesson.

He suddenly threw off the blanket and got straight out of bed wearing his thermal underwear.

Lin Wanwan was startled by him and shrank back: "What are you doing? It's so cold, why are you getting out of bed?"

Chen Zhi ignored her and walked straight to the bedroom door.

He grasped the doorknob, gave it a gentle push, and closed the door tightly.

Immediately after, there was a crisp click.

The door was locked from the inside.

Hearing the sound of the lock, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in Lin Wanwan's heart.

Gripping the bedsheets with both hands, she looked at Chen Zhi who had turned around and was walking toward her, and stuttered: "Why... why did you suddenly close the door? Auntie Zhang is still outside..."

Chen Zhi casually tossed the pink kissing coupon onto the desk and approached the bed step by step.

He propped his hands on the mattress on either side of Lin Wanwan's body, trapping her completely between himself and the headboard.

The distance between them instantly closed, their breaths mingling.

Chen Zhi looked down at her from above, his eyes carrying a hint of aggressiveness.

"Did you just say that from now on, I need a coupon to kiss you?"

Lin Wanwan swallowed hard, forcing herself to maintain her momentum: "Y-yes, that's right."

"And I have to beg you if I want to kiss you?"

"T-that's a given..."

Chen Zhi chuckled lightly, his voice deep.

"I want to try and see if it works without a coupon."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zhi lowered his head and went straight in for the kiss.

"Mmph—"

Lin Wanwan's eyes instantly widened into saucers.

She subconsciously raised her hands, pressing them against Chen Zhi's chest and pushing twice. But that little bit of strength was practically like a tickle to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi took the opportunity to grasp her wrists, pressing them against the quilt, while his other arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

The moment their lips met, Lin Wanwan's body was a bit stiff at first, but she quickly softened.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. The hands that had been pushing against Chen Zhi's chest slowly relaxed, instead gripping the hem of his shirt.

The bedroom was incredibly quiet; the only sound was their intertwined breathing.

Chen Zhi originally just wanted to tease Lin Wanwan, but the moment he touched those soft lips, the fire in his heart burned even brighter.

He deepened the kiss.

Lin Wanwan was kissed until she was breathless, letting out a few soft whimpers, only able to weakly tilt her head back to receive him.

Wanwan's lips really are sweet, Chen Zhi thought to himself.

The temperature in the room began to rise.

Just as the atmosphere was about to spiral out of control—

Click, clack, clack—

The bedroom door handle was suddenly twisted a few times from the outside.

Immediately after, Zhang Guifang's voice rang in their ears.

"Chen Zhi! Why is the door locked in broad daylight!"

Hearing Zhang Guifang's voice, the two on the bed sprang apart instantly.

Lin Wanwan scrambled backward in a panic, bumping her head hard against the headboard and wincing in pain.

She frantically straightened her rumpled clothes, panting softly.

Outside, Zhang Guifang was still banging on the door, her voice growing louder. "Is Wanwan in there? You little brat, don't you dare bully her on the first day of the New Year! Open this door right now!"

Chen Zhi rubbed his face, turned to glare playfully at Lin Wanwan, and mouthed, "You got lucky."

Lin Wanwan grabbed a nearby pillow and threw it right at him.

Chen Zhi caught the pillow effortlessly, then turned and walked over to open the door.

As soon as the lock clicked open, Zhang Guifang pushed her way in.

She was still holding a half-trimmed stalk of celery in her hand, eyeing the room suspiciously.

Seeing Lin Wanwan sitting on the bed with flushed cheeks, Zhang Guifang immediately frowned and pointed the celery straight at Chen Zhi's nose.

"What are you doing? Why did you lock the door?"

Chen Zhi did not even blink. He casually picked up the piece of pink cardstock from the desk and waved it. "Wanwan was giving me a New Year's card. She wrote some private things on it and was afraid you would see it and make fun of her."

Zhang Guifang gave him a skeptical look before turning to Lin Wanwan.

"Wanwan, this boy did not bully you, did he? If he dares to try anything funny, you tell Auntie Zhang, and I will smack him!"

Lin Wanwan quickly waved her hands, her voice still a little flustered. "No... no, Auntie Zhang, we were just messing around."

"Alright then." Zhang Guifang finally lowered the celery. "Hurry up, get your clothes sorted, and come out. It is time for lunch."