Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 697 There's no way, he can't do it.

In fact, Su Miaomiao was not as traditional as Bai Qingxia. She loved Zheng Yifeng and understood him. She didn't worry that Zheng Yifeng would become a heartless man. All men in the world may become heartless men, but Zheng Yifeng would never be.

He is mature, reserved, serious, sincere, kind, and gentle... Su Miaomiao was somewhat moved, realizing that she could suddenly list so many of Zheng Yifeng's good qualities in her mind.

The only thing she cared about was the shyness she felt as a woman while doing this, but at 25, she was still shy in front of a 19-year-old boy—how embarrassing…

"brake--"

The car came to a sudden stop.

There was a pedestrian crossing ahead, and Su Miaomiao almost didn't notice it because she had been distracted.

Zheng Yifeng stared wide-eyed as he watched the passersby freeze in shock, while Su Miaomiao in the driver's seat bit her lip, her expression frozen.

The car continued driving forward. Zheng Yifeng should have asked what had just happened, but he held back. He probably knew that Su Miaomiao was nervous, and so was he.

After finding the hotel and leaving the parking lot, the two went to the front desk to check in.

“A double bed room.”

Zheng Yifeng mustered all his courage to say the word "one room," and then he and Su Miaomiao walked towards the elevator with their heads down, looking ashamed and not saying a word.

At exactly twelve o'clock, the bathroom door opened, Zheng Yifeng went in, and Su Miaomiao, wrapped in a bath towel, quickly crawled into bed. She covered herself up tightly, lay on the edge of the bed, and took out her phone to look at things haphazardly.

A short while later, Zheng Yifeng came out of the shower, and Su Miaomiao immediately put down her phone and questioned, "Is this what you call taking a shower? You're out so quickly?"

Zheng Yifeng's upper body was bare, with only his lower body wrapped in a bath towel. He explained seriously, "I took a shower before going to dinner this afternoon."

"Okay then!" Su Miaomiao said quickly and lay down, her tone a little cute.

The two lay stiffly on the edge of the bed like two corpses, without saying a word. Suddenly, Su Miaomiao blurted out, "The light is too bright. Should we turn it off?"

Zheng Yifeng obediently did as instructed.

But half a minute later he sat up again and said, "Turn on a small wall lamp."

The room was bathed in a warm, dim light. Su Miaomiao waited anxiously for the boy beside her to make a move, but Zheng Yifeng seemed to be asleep and didn't come over for a long time, which made her a little impatient.

Actually, Zheng Yifeng was thinking about all sorts of random things, and some embarrassing changes had occurred in his body. Although it was normal, he still felt a sense of dread.

Su Miaomiao couldn't take it anymore.

"What are you doing? Asleep?"

She moved closer to him in bed, her body carrying a blend of her natural scent and the hotel shower gel. Zheng Yifeng also turned to his side, but kept his lower body slightly away. He reached out to Su Miaomiao, who blushed slightly and grabbed his hand, but her resistance was not strong.

Zheng Yifeng leaned closer, and Su Miaomiao looked into his eyes, continuing to push against his chest, but without applying any force with her hands.

As the two faces drew closer and closer, the 25-year-old woman immediately turned her head away, her cheeks, resting on the white pillow, flushed an alluring red, and she let out a distressed cry.

She clutched the towel to her chest, whimpering softly, and twitched slightly in bed. Looking at Zheng Yifeng, she said coquettishly, "Maybe we should just turn off all the lights..."

"It's already quite dark."

"No, it's too bright..."

Zheng Yifeng had no choice but to turn the lights off again.

The two bath towels were quickly kicked from under the covers to the foot of the bed by the two people, until they fell to the ground.

The sounds of Su Miaomiao's laughter, along with screams and shouts of "No, no, no!" kept coming from inside the blanket. Zheng Yifeng was almost kicked out of the blanket by Su Miaomiao's calf.

Five minutes later, the bedside lamp came back on. Zheng Yifeng picked up the box from the bedside table and sat up. About ten minutes later, Zheng Yifeng lay down on the edge of the bed with a sense of existential doubt, his forehead covered in sweat.

Things didn't go as he expected at all.

Su Miaomiao, huddled under the covers, looked distressed, but she could sense that Zheng Yifeng seemed even more frustrated than she was. "Was Zhong Jincheng's first attempt really that smooth? How did he manage that?" Zheng Yifeng turned his head, puzzled.

“He wouldn’t possibly share his bad luck with you, would he…” Su Miaomiao retorted.

Suddenly, as if she had just realized something, she immediately sat up, still clutching the blanket, and demanded, "Do you guys share this kind of thing with each other?!"

"No, no! Zhong Jincheng never said that. I just... think he should be doing very well," Zheng Yifeng quickly explained.

"..."

The room fell silent again. Zheng Yifeng, unwilling to give up, got up once more: "I want to try again. Just don't move around."

Su Miaomiao immediately covered herself with the blanket, her face contorted in a grimace, and said, "Let's skip it tonight, you're hurting me so much..."

Zheng Yifeng sighed and nodded, "Alright then, let's go to sleep first."

The two lay on opposite sides of the bed and sighed in unison once again.

Zheng Yifeng raised his hand to turn off the light.

In the darkness, neither of them was asleep. Zheng Yifeng suddenly said in a low voice, "...Is this a common occurrence? Or is it simply that I'm incapable..."

He didn't understand, and even began to doubt himself.

If it were as described in "President, Be Gentle," the male lead's first time would last two hours straight.

Compared to the male lead, he's utterly useless.

If Lu Yuanqiu and Zhong Jincheng found out, they would probably laugh at them for a very long time.

Su Miaomiao responded: "How should I know? This is my first time too... Maybe you're being too considerate of my feelings. Next time, just knock me out."

Thinking of how Su Miaomiao had just struggled like a pig about to be slaughtered, Zheng Yifeng closed his eyes wearily.

Just then, she inappropriately came up to him, patted his chest, and comforted him, "Why are you sighing? Cheer up, young man!"

Zheng Yifeng's face was expressionless: "Of course you don't care, because women won't be scolded for being incompetent... Go to sleep."

He turned over with his back to Su Miaomiao and went to sleep on his side.

Su Miaomiao burst out laughing from behind.

……

The next day, Sunday.

"Where did you go last night? Liang Jingfeng said you didn't come back all night."

In Xia Yiwan Noodles shop, Lu Yuanqiu, who was sitting at a table, said something that made Zheng Yifeng cough violently while drinking water.

Su Miaomiao, who was standing next to Zheng Yifeng, immediately patted his back, looking a little awkward. Bai Qingxia thoughtfully handed him a tissue.

Su Miaomiao explained with a smile, "We... drank at my parents' house. Zheng Yifeng got so drunk that he was unconscious, so he stayed at my parents' house to sleep."

Lu Yuanqiu was a little surprised: "So drunk you're unconscious? How much did you drink?"

When the topic of drinking came up, Bai Qingxia raised her finger to rub one eye, not wanting to get involved.

Su Miaomiao: "He didn't drink much. There's nothing I can do; he can't handle it."

Zheng Yifeng's face froze.

(End of this chapter)