I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 277 Will You Be My Girlfriend_1

Chapter 277: Chapter 277 Will You Be My Girlfriend_1

"Zhao’er, come, have some braised pork, it’s brain food, I’ve heard it can also enhance the bust..."

Ah, I misspoke.

You hurriedly changed the subject, "Zhao’er, come, drink some fish soup, it’s good for calcium."

"Zhao’er, come, try the Xishi tofu, this is our family’s secret recipe, you can’t find it anywhere else."

The Empress, who was enjoying the Dongpo pork you made with good humor and elegance, saw you feeding Zhao’er bite by bite, and she couldn’t hold back anymore, immediately saying, "Have you fed her enough? She’s not an infant, does she need you to feed her?"

You turned to glance at the Empress, and after three seconds, as if she didn’t exist, turned back and picked up some crispy mustard greens and placed them into Zhao’er’s slightly parted lips.

Zhao’er didn’t care about the Empress’s gaze at all; as long as it was you who fed her, she would eat. Her mouth was greasy, her little lips plump, and seeing them made you want to lean in for a kiss several times.

Minutes later, the Empress finally put down her chopsticks and spoon, "I, have had enough."

"Zhao’er come, open wide, ah~~"

You put a piece of fish, bones removed, into Zhao’er’s mouth, and seeing her eat so joyfully filled you with delight, feeling like your chest was brimming with happiness.

"I, have had enough!"

The Empress stated coldly.

Your eyes were only on Zhao’er, and you casually pointed towards the door, "The door is over there, please leave under your own power, no need for me to see you out."

The Empress looked at you, then glanced at Zhao’er, gave a slight shake of her head, and suddenly stood up, her body turning into a gentle breeze, and disappeared instantly.

"Huh?" Zhao’er looked towards the Empress’s former spot, "She left?"

"I couldn’t wait for her to vanish, such a huge third wheel hanging around, blindingly bright." Saying this, you patted your thigh for Zhao’er, with an exceedingly lewd—no, tender—smile, "Zhao’er, come, sit here, let’s continue eating."

"Mhm."

With a table full of dishes, it took you and Zhao’er nearly an hour to finish eating. You wiped Zhao’er’s rosy lips with a wet towel and asked with a smile, "Are you full?"

"Mhm."

Saying so, Zhao’er planted a kiss on your cheek.

You held the beloved in your arms, your face alight with a warm smile.

Afterward, the two of you cleaned up the dishes together, and after everything was tidy, you embraced her, sitting together quietly on the sofa in the living room.

You straightened Zhao’er’s delicate body, gazing at her intently, and she looked back at you in kind...

It was unclear how long you had been looking at each other when you suddenly spoke to Zhao’er, "Zhao’er, you’re still the same Zhao’er, aren’t you?"

"Mhm, my name is Zhao’er, I am Yun’s Zhao’er."

You nodded excitedly and continued to ask, "Zhao’er, when I first asked you that question, you couldn’t answer; now I ask again, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Mhm." Zhao’er nodded seriously, then added, "I will!"

"Ha, that’s great!" you exclaimed, instantly pulling Zhao’er into your arms and holding her tightly, as if afraid she would vanish from your life.

Between you and Zhao’er, there were no more sweet nothings or grand promises; you knew such things were insubstantial, and what you needed to do was to give Zhao’er a truly safe, warm home.

Although saying this sounded somewhat boastful to you, considering Zhao’er’s prowess was now on par with the half-god Empress; but you knew that love couldn’t be measured by any other substance,

Some say passion overflows at the height of love; others say, where there is tinder and fire, there must be flames!

None of this happened between you and Zhao’er, as the two of you sat on the living room sofa, looking at each other, talking, even though the topics were simple, and though Zhao’er often just stared at you blankly, you felt this was so-called love.

Unlike those youth films with their all-too-frequent bedroom scenes, you felt, the deeper the love between two people, the less likely they were to cross that line.

There is a right time for everything, and you know this better than anyone else. If a man truly loves a girl and yearns to give her the best life possible, he must plan their life trajectory seriously and meticulously.

Gently holding Zhao’er in your arms, you realize that your life trajectories have already overlapped. You will spend the coming years, perhaps even decades, to craft a perfect world for her.

At that moment, you glance at the clock on the wall and notice it’s already past nine o’clock. You gently pat Zhao’er’s jade back and say with a smile, "Darling, it’s getting late, let’s wash up and go to bed."

"Hmm."

"I’ve already turned on the water heater, you go shower first."

Zhao’er blinks in astonishment, looking at you with a dazedly cute expression. "Aren’t we going together?"

Together?

Together...

Your mind naturally conjures up images of Zhao’er’s delicate, fair, and smooth body, and then there’s that F-cup, um!

Suddenly feeling a warmth at the tip of your nose, blood begins to flow!

You quickly turn away and grab a tissue from nearby, stuffing it fiercely into your nostrils.

"Yun, what’s wrong?" Zhao’er asks with a tilted head, her expression immediately melting your heart.

"No, nothing, our bathroom at home isn’t big enough. You go ahead."

What a joke, a colossal joke!

In the past, Zhao’er couldn’t talk or move on her own, and bathing her took quite the effort. Now, although Zhao’er’s mental state is uneven, she’s becoming more and more like a normal person. You neither want to, nor dare to enter the bathroom with her, fearing you might bleed to death!

"Oh, okay."

Zhao’er nods.

You first lead Zhao’er into the bathroom and give her a quick introduction to how the water heater works, as well as how to use the shower gel and shampoo, then you hastily flee from the bathroom.

Darling, whenever the two of you enter a slightly enclosed space, you find your body starts to act on its own.

Standing outside, you take several deep breaths. Meanwhile, the sound of a gentle shower comes from the bathroom.

"Zhao’er, is the water temperature okay?"

"Hmm."

"Then take your time washing, I’ll go find you some clothes to wear."

Zhao’er is about the same height as your mother. Although your mother is a bit plumper than Zhao’er, her clothes should fit Zhao’er just fine.

But when you open the wardrobe, you find it a riot of colors. Oh my, are these clothes? Why are there only two pieces of fabric?

Wow, lace! Cut-out! Fishnet!

Who is she wearing all these clothes for?

Err, now is not the time to think about that.

Since you can’t find anything else, you reluctantly grab a set of pajamas and a cashmere sweater, oh, and underwear—after a thought, you decide to go with Zhao’er’s original ones.

As you walk toward the bathroom with a set of pajamas and cashmere sweater in hand, the bathroom door opens. Through the steam, you can scarcely make out a slender figure. As the steam clears, a hot sensation hits your nose and twin streams of blood rush forth!

Oh no!

You quickly turn your head away and exclaim, "Zhao’er, why did you come out?"

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