Chapter 20: I Am Lin Ran’s Girlfriend

Vivian was speechless. She had no mood to explain now. Things had reached this point; better to think about how to sleep tonight.

“Lin Ran, do you have any extra blankets? I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“There aren’t any spare blankets in summer—they’ve all been put away. How about this: you take the bed, I’ll sleep on the floor.” Lin Ran grabbed his pillow, got out of bed, and lay on the floor. It was the gentlemanly thing to do—he couldn’t possibly force Vivian to share a bed with him.

Vivian was a proper girl. She’d never slept with a boy before, so naturally she wouldn’t do so easily, even though Lin Ran was her future boyfriend.

[Jane Vivian’s affection level: 68]

Almost there, just two more points, and I’ll make it!

Vivian sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Ran lying on the floor.

Is what I’m doing wrong? It’s raining outside, the weather’s cold, the floor is hard, and there’s no blanket. If I make Lin Ran sleep on the floor, am I being too selfish?

After all… he’s always been good to me.

I can’t treat someone who’s good to me so selfishly.

Vivian wrestled with her thoughts.

“Lin Ran.”

“What is it?”

Vivian’s face was flushed, her fingers clutching the pillow, struggling to make a decision.

“The floor is cold; you’ll get sick. Don’t sleep there.”

“If I don’t sleep on the floor, where do I sleep?”

Vivian bit her lips, hesitated for two seconds.

“Come sleep on the bed. We’ll sleep at opposite ends.”

“You don’t mind?”

“I’ve never, not even once, slept with a boy, not even held hands. But given the circumstances, I can’t bear to sleep comfortably while you’re on the floor…”

Vivian didn’t continue, wrapped herself in the blanket and went to sleep.

With Vivian suggesting they sleep at opposite ends, Lin Ran wouldn’t refuse. He climbed onto the bed and lay at the other end, without a blanket, because Vivian was wrapped up in it like a mummy.

Resting his head on his pillow, Lin Ran watched her delicate feet peeking out from under the blanket in the moonlight.

Her toes were curled tight—she must be nervous.

“Lin Ran, can I ask you something?”

“What’s your question?”

“Do you really like me?”

“Of course. If I didn’t like you, you wouldn’t be on my bed.”

“Mm~”

“Do you like me?”

“If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be sleeping in the same bed as you.”

“Oh~ Then how can I get to your end?”

“Be my girlfriend.”

“You’re not my boyfriend yet?”

“Not tonight.”

Lin Ran smiled to himself, thinking Vivian was clever.

If she said he was, Lin Ran would have crawled over right away.

Vivian wasn’t foolish—at least not tonight.

“Good night, Lin Ran.”

Vivian’s feet tucked themselves under the blanket; Lin Ran had nothing left to look at.

Lin Ran yawned—might as well sleep. What else could he do, forcefully pull the blanket aside and sleep with Vivian? The affection he’d finally built up would instantly drop to zero.

Money? Women?

Lin Ran chose to earn money from women.

Before he knew it, Lin Ran fell asleep in his torment.

Only the sound of the Champions League match echoed from the living room.

Vivian, uncomfortable because she hadn’t dried her underwear, was restless. Half-asleep, thinking she was at home, she reached out and pulled it off, leaving it by her pillow.

She slept comfortably, sprawled out.

Night deepened.

A cold wind howled in through the cracks in the window.

Lin Ran, without a blanket, began to feel the chill. Drowsily, he got up, closed the window tightly, then climbed back onto the bed and lay down to sleep.

Ten minutes later.

Vivian, fast asleep, rolled over and snuggled up to Lin Ran. She sensed a person beside her—surely it was Jiang Shuyao; after all, the two girls always slept together.

She hugged him and drifted back to sleep.

Perhaps she was too close; Lin Ran felt uncomfortable and pushed her away.

Vivian wriggled back, pressing herself against him, her head resting on his arm, her long legs draped over him, pinning him down—she wasn’t letting ‘Jiang Shuyao’ escape.

Time slipped by.

Lin Ran shifted from lying on his back to lying on his side, facing Vivian. Their breaths brushed against each other.

After a while, Vivian turned so her back faced Lin Ran, still lying on her side.

Lin Ran’s hand fell onto her soft waist, pulled her close, fitting them perfectly together.

Thinking she was a pillow, he stroked her.

“Mm~” Vivian let out a soft moan instinctively.

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The next morning.

In the room, on the big bed, Vivian lay in Lin Ran’s arms, wearing a white shirt, her clothes disheveled, serene and peaceful.

Sunlight streamed through the window, shining on the fair long legs draped over Lin Ran.

Lin Ran’s hand was inside her shirt, the other beneath it.

It felt moist!

Around nine o’clock.

Beep beep beep~

Vivian’s phone rang. She reached for it and answered, “Hello, who is this?”

“Hello, Jane Vivian, you’ve passed our interview. Please come to our company to complete your onboarding procedures.”

“Okay, okay, okay!” Vivian hung up, excited.

Lin Ran opened his eyes. “What’s up?”

“Lin Ran, I found a job! Yay~”

Vivian threw her arms around Lin Ran, unable to contain her joy.

Wait!

Vivian suddenly stopped, pushed Lin Ran away, looked down at her disheveled white shirt, then looked up at Lin Ran.

Frightened, she clutched her shirt tightly, kicked him.

“Why did you end up over here?”

With her reminder, Lin Ran realized what had happened, thought for a moment, and slapped his forehead.

“Sorry, last night I got up to close the window. I thought I was home alone, so I ended up sleeping over here.”

“And you…”

Vivian clenched her fists, wanting to say that he hadn’t just slept over—he’d been hugging and stroking her all night.

Bang~

Suddenly, the door swung open.

“Son…”

Lin Ran’s mother was about to speak, but seeing another girl in her son’s bed, she was stunned.

Vivian shrank under the blanket, clinging tightly to Lin Ran, pinching and scratching him.

“Stupid Lin Ran, rotten Lin Ran, you didn’t lock the door last night!”

Lin Ran sat awkwardly on the bed, forcing a stiff smile. “Mom, why didn’t you knock?”

“I heard voices, so I… uh… Sorry to disturb you.”

Lin Ran’s mother closed the door, then excitedly ran to the dining room to chatter to Lin Ran’s father about the girl in their son’s room.

“No, no, no, Mom, let me explain…”

Lin Ran jumped out of bed and rushed out to explain.

In the room, Vivian threw off the blanket and stared at the ceiling.

Ah!!!

She kicked the blanket in frustration.

They’d made it until morning, only to be discovered.

So what was the point of holding out last night?

She could’ve just left right away.

Her boyfriend really wasn’t reliable.

Forget it, things had reached this point; time to lay it all out.

Vivian had said last night—“not tonight.”

Now, tonight had passed—“you are.”

Besides, they’d already slept together, touched each other. Lin Ran was now Vivian’s man.

Jane Vivian got out of bed, put on Lin Ran’s jacket, and opened the door.

In the living room, Lin Ran’s parents looked over.

Lin Ran turned to see Vivian stride towards him, her gaze unwavering.

What is she going to do?

Vivian walked straight to Lin Ran, took his arm, and gave Lin Ran’s parents a deep, respectful bow.

“Hello, Uncle, Aunt. My name is Jane Vivian, and…”

She clung to Lin Ran’s arm, her face radiant with happiness.

“I am Lin Ran’s girlfriend.”

[Jane Vivian’s affection level: 70]