Chapter 240: You Bastard… You Didn't Wear a Condom…
Zhang Yang's hand slipped, sliding past the edge of her panties and invading her forbidden place. While biting her rosy lips, he murmured intermittently, "Who cares… nothing is more important… than doing this right now…"
"Hmph." Xu Danlu's body softened. She shot him a resentful glare and gestured toward the bed with her lips, whispering, "Th-then… go to the bed."
"Hehe." Zhang Yang lifted her long, snow-white legs and carried her in his arms toward the bed—though technically, it was a fold-out fabric sofa flattened into a bed.
It was about 1.2 meters wide, made of wool fleece—warm and soft.
Zhang Yang carefully laid her down. She curled her long white legs, and because her skirt was short, the moment she curled up, everything underneath was exposed. Her black lace hollow panties were fully revealed before Zhang Yang's eyes, with a faint dark shadow beneath…
Seeing Zhang Yang's burning gaze, Xu Danlu unhappily stretched out her long legs and kicked him a few times.
Zhang Yang grabbed her ankle with a wicked grin and pulled her toward him, slowly reaching to remove her top.
"Bad guy, getting more and more shameless." At this point, she didn't bother hiding anymore. She suddenly sat up and bit his shoulder hard. "Hurry up!"
She then glanced toward the door of the monitoring room. "Did you lock the door?"
"Locked. I closed it the moment we came in."
"Hmph, premeditated!"
"Of course." Zhang Yang unfastened her belt and pushed her skirt upward—straight to her chest. A snowy expanse instantly filled his vision.
Zhang Yang praised softly. She was wearing invisible adhesive bras—strapless. With one lift of the skirt, most of her snow-white breasts were revealed…
"Don't take the skirt off…" Xu Danlu moaned, turning defense into attack…
…
A long while later, the boneless, exhausted Xu Danlu suddenly rolled over and kicked the Zhang Yang collapsed on the bed. She punched him several times. "You bastard! We're screwed…"
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yang was still immersed in the joy of regaining 28 points. Today he had spent 5 points learning Advanced Throwing Knife Technique.
It was not easy. He had barely earned back 3 points. Once Gao Qi returned, he planned to earn another 3 points from her. His score was steadily climbing toward 50.
"You didn't wear that…"
"Wear what?"
Xu Danlu pinched him hard. "You bastard—the Durex!"
"Uh… since when did we ever use one?"
"Ugh! I'll strangle you!" She clawed at him angrily, her lips pouting. "But today's different. Today isn't my safe period."
"So what?"
Her cheeks flushed red. "What do you mean so what? Idiot—what if I get pregnant?"
"Ah? Pregnant?" Zhang Yang froze. "So I'm going to be a dad?"
"Ugh…" Xu Danlu almost fainted. She pinched him again. "I said what if! Who said I'm pregnant now?"
"Oh… got happy for nothing." Zhang Yang drooped his head and buried it into her soft, snow-white chest.
"Would you actually be happy?" Xu Danlu bit her lip and asked seriously.
"Of course." Zhang Yang gently stroked her smooth belly, looking at her earnestly. "Isn't it great? I really want us to have a baby."
Hearing this, Xu Danlu's face showed a faint smile he couldn't see. She cupped his cheek softly. "Mm. With those words, I'm relieved."
Upon hearing that, Zhang Yang flipped over and reached for her sensitive spot again. "In that case, one time might not be enough. Maybe we can get twins."
Xu Danlu twisted away. "Hmph, stop messing around. Look at the monitor—Tang Qiqi is gone…"
"Huh?" Zhang Yang lifted his head and looked at the screen—only to see Tang Qiqi still sitting like a statue. He exhaled in relief, then turned back to Xu Danlu. He spread her legs. "Dare to trick me? Let's see how I deal with you."
"Ah—no!" Xu Danlu twisted wildly, clamping her legs tight. She pouted and, with serious eyes hiding laughter, said, "No, it hurts!"
"Even if it hurts, we must continue! For the prosperity of the Zhang family bloodline!"
"Ah—look at the screen!"
"Don't try to fool me." Zhang Yang continued.
"Really—Sister Qing is back." She pointed at the monitor.
"Uh…" Zhang Yang turned—indeed, Sister Qing, one of the villa's two housekeepers, was driving the black Audi back. She was a former soldier in her early thirties. Her husband had died in a car accident, and her 8-year-old daughter had leukemia—until Nuwa Pharmaceuticals treated her for free. They now lived in a company-leased apartment nearby.
Xu Danlu valued her military background and driving skills, so she hired her for ten thousand yuan a month as household staff—cleaning, driving residents, and sometimes cooking.
The other housekeeper was Sister Wang, also from Lulu's hometown, two or three years older, with a daughter in the Meining University affiliated middle school. She handled cooking and supervising temporary cleaning workers.
These two were completely trustworthy—so Zhang Yang never worried.
From the monitor, it was clear only Sister Qing had returned. Dantong and Danying weren't back yet, and Sister Qing carried several bags in her hand.
Then the phone by the computer rang—giving Xu Danlu the perfect excuse.
She escaped Zhang Yang's arms, completely naked, tiptoeing across the floor with her two snow-white rabbits bouncing as she went to pick up the phone.
She pulled the skirt covering her chest back down as she answered. After a brief conversation, she looked at Zhang Yang and said with a sweet smile, "It's Danying. She said the 80B black lace bra is already bought, dry-cleaned, and in Sister Qing's hands."
"Uh… fine, you win." Zhang Yang sighed and got out of bed to get dressed.
And as expected—just after he finished putting on his clothes, Sister Qing knocked on the monitoring room door.
Xu Danlu glanced at him and chuckled quietly. "See? If you hadn't listened to me, Sister Qing would've caught us red-handed."
Zhang Yang slid his hand up her skirt and squeezed. "So what if she did? Sister Qing is experienced… huh? You're wet."
"Stop it!" Xu Danlu blushed fiercely. "Go open the door."
"Heh!" Zhang Yang grinned proudly but still went to open the door.
Sure enough, Sister Qing handed him a bag. "Dantong and Danying said they want to walk around longer. They'll take a taxi back later. I couldn't stop them."
"Got it." Zhang Yang nodded.
He hadn't told Danying about this afternoon's dangerous events. He believed Spade Eight wouldn't easily track them, and with Smoke Gun secretly protecting them, the risk was low.
Taking the bag, he let Xu Danlu push him toward the second floor.
"Hubby, good luck!" Xu Danlu said with a sly smile.
Zhang Yang opened the room door and entered. After closing it—
Xu Danlu's face softened into a faint, unreadable smile. She glanced at Sister Qing and whispered, "Sister Qing, help me buy a box of Yuting."
Sister Qing's eyes widened slightly. "Lulu, you two…"
"No need to ask." Xu Danlu smiled, patting her shoulder. "Just don't let Yangzi know."
"But… that medicine isn't good if taken often. I heard it can cause infertility…" Sister Qing said worriedly.
Xu Danlu still smiled faintly. "It's fine. I know what I'm doing. Just make sure he never finds out. I don't want him feeling guilty."
"Alright…" Sister Qing sighed. "But hiding things from him isn't a long-term solution. Honestly, the best way for a woman to keep her man is to give him a child."
Xu Danlu smiled again and held her hand gently. "Sister Qing, I know you mean well. But my man—he won't leave me even if I don't have a child."
"Then I'll go."
"Hurry. Otherwise, even taking it might not work if we wait too long."
Sister Qing gave her another look and hurried downstairs.
Once she left, Xu Danlu's lips curved faintly into an emotion-mixed smile. She gently touched her flat belly. "Future baby… I'm sorry. Mommy actually wants you too. But if you come now, your daddy will be bound by too many things. Let's endure a little longer. Once everything settles, Mommy will let you be born properly."
Zhang Yang opened the door. The always-meditating Tang Qiqi glanced at him from the corner of her eye. When she saw the items in his hand, her gaze lingered for half a second before she looked away.
"Just leave it there. You can go."
Zhang Yang looked at the bread on the table—and noticed that its position had shifted slightly. It wasn't obvious, but he had intentionally memorized its placement before leaving.
The bread hadn't been eaten, but clearly—she was starving.
He didn't answer her. Instead, he took out his phone and called Lulu. "Have Sister Wang bring food over."
Hearing this, Tang Qiqi frowned and said coldly, "Don't waste your efforts. I won't eat."
Zhang Yang smiled. "You will."
"Hmph. My mouth is mine. What can you do—force me?"