Chapter 345: You Have Passed
Watching Zhao Dong strip down to his last layer of clothing, a rosy blush instantly appeared on Ding Lan's pretty face.
"Uh, I'm going to take a shower. I'll wash your clothes for you afterward. Just sit and wait."
"Okay." Zhao Dong didn't refuse.
Before long, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Listening to the sound, Zhao Dong's mind drifted back to the past. Back when he and Ding Lan were passionately in love, he had waited for her like this more than once. The only difference was that back then, his heart had been filled with anticipation. Now, it was filled only with bitterness.
The circumstances had changed. Even though she was the same person, the love they once shared was long gone.
"AH! Cockroach! Cockroach!"
Ding Lan's scream suddenly erupted from the bathroom.
"Zhao Dong, quick... help me... there's a cockroach, a huge cockroach..."
Zhao Dong was instantly snapped back to reality. Before his brain could even process the situation, he charged straight into the bathroom.
The moment he entered, Zhao Dong froze.
Their eyes met, and the air fell deathly silent. Terrified, Ding Lan was pressed tightly against the wall with her hands held high, revealing a pale, beautiful expanse to his eyes.
Zhao Dong was dumbfounded. Staring at the pristine beauty before him, he felt like his mind was about to explode.
When Ding Lan noticed his gaze, her pretty face instantly turned crimson, and she hurriedly tried to cover herself.
Only then did Zhao Dong realize. Our relationship isn't what it used to be! How could I have been so reckless and just barged in?
Embarrassed, Zhao Dong immediately turned to leave.
Ding Lan immediately called out with a flushed face, "Wait! The cockroach... it's still here..."
As she spoke, she frantically jumped into the bathtub, burying herself beneath the foam.
Zhao Dong turned to look and, indeed, saw a large cockroach scuttling across the wall. He coughed awkwardly, grabbed a piece of tissue, and went for the cockroach. But this was no ordinary cockroach. Seeing someone about to grab it, it took flight!
Without hesitating, Zhao Dong leaped up and caught the cockroach in his hand. But as his feet touched the ground, the foam on the floor taught him a harsh lesson. He slipped! He managed to toss the cockroach into the nearby trash can, but he himself plunged headfirst into the bathtub.
SPLASH! Water splashed everywhere. Zhao Dong's eyes flew open, his mind buzzing. He found his lips pressed tightly against Ding Lan's.
Ding Lan was just as stunned, and the two simply stared at each other.
The atmosphere instantly turned intimate.
After a three-second silence, Zhao Dong stretched out his hand to steady himself and stand up. But the tub was incredibly slippery. In his panic, he slipped again, his head about to plunge into the water. Instinctively, he reached out to brace himself.
Suddenly, an indescribable sensation spread from the palm of his hand.
He was a man! At such an angle, the contact almost instantly stirred something within him.
At that moment, Ding Lan was stunned too. His hand landed on her softness, causing her body to shudder violently. Instinctively, her hands began to flail about. The next moment, she froze as well. She was no fool; she knew exactly what her own hand had just seized.
Time seemed to freeze. Dumbstruck, Zhao Dong forgot to let go, and Ding Lan likewise forgot to release her grip.
A moment later, they both came to their senses. Zhao Dong quickly pulled his hand away, but Ding Lan held on to him tightly.
Zhao Dong's body trembled, his mind going completely blank. Swallowing hard, he asked hoarsely, "What are you doing?"
Ding Lan bit her lip, her gaze suddenly turning peculiar. "Zhao Dong, I've loved you all these years... I've always loved you! You still love me too, right?"
Zhao Dong frowned. "Have you been drinking?"
"I haven't, Zhao Dong... My heart has never changed. All these years, you're the only man I have ever loved."
Tears welled up in Ding Lan's eyes, and Zhao Dong fell silent, not knowing how to respond.
"Zhao Dong, I miss you so much..." As she spoke, Ding Lan, her beautiful face flushed, wrapped her arms around Zhao Dong's neck and kissed him.
A lone man and woman together were like dry tinder and a burning flame. Ding Lan's small hands began to caress him boldly.
Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other in so long, or perhaps because memories of their sweet past came flooding back, Ding Lan's eyes grew hazy. Her face was flushed with a captivating allure, her gaze filled with a deep, mesmerizing longing.
In such an environment, Zhao Dong's desires surged instantly.
Ding Lan kissed him passionately. "Zhao Dong, let's go back... back to that night when you loved me."
With that, a trembling Ding Lan pushed Zhao Dong down...
Zhao Dong lay in the bathtub with Ding Lan right before his eyes. Their gazes met, the temperature rising.
Ding Lan bit her lip, her face flushed with shyness as she murmured, "I'm coming... Zhao Dong..."
With that, her body slowly lowered.
However, just then, Zhao Dong's reason took over. He quickly stopped her, his eyes bloodshot as he said, "Ding Lan, don't. We can't do this."
"Why?" Tears suddenly burst from Ding Lan's eyes. She trembled uncontrollably, her face a mask of grievance. "Zhao Dong, is it because you think I'm dirty?"
"It's not that..."
Ding Lan said, her eyes red, "Zhao Dong, believe it or not, you are the only man I've ever been with."
"I've never slept with anyone else..."
Zhao Dong squinted, saying nothing.
Ding Lan bit her lip, a determined look in her eyes. She took hold of him again, her eyes shining with love.
"Zhao Dong, I love you. You are my only man."
"My body... belongs only to you... and I want to give it only to you..."