“No, they just look at your breasts and long legs,” Lucinda said.
Penelope took off her training uniform and put on a t-shirt and shorts, revealing her amazing upper slim waist and long, well-toned legs. She patted her mask and smiled. “I’m going to wash my face.”
She turned to the balcony, unable to stand the attention of everyone. They whispered behind her back, “So sexy, so beautiful. Yeah, her face looks good too. Did you see her eyes? I can be attracted even if she’s wearing a mask. The key is her legs.” They went on and on.
Penelope wiped off the mask and bent down to wash her face. She couldn’t help but laugh. These classmates were too cute.
****
It was the end of the day, and everyone moved slowly toward their dorms.
Suddenly, Bella turned over and said, “Where is Penelope?”
Linda and Lucinda looked around. “She was here just now. Where did she go?”
Penelope had already distanced herself from the crowd. She skipped across the lawn along the road, bypassed the bushes, and rushed toward the school gate.
Warren had just put his phone away when a black shadow flashed, and she immediately rushed to him, pressing him against the car.
“I missed you soooo much!” She cooed. A green shadow clung to him and wriggled. Although it was now 9:30 in the evening, the entrance to the university was still filled with a crowd of people.
Considering this, he gently squeezed her face and let her go, saying, “Get in the car,” Warren ordered.
Penelope was a little puzzled and saw him calmly open the back seat door. She was slightly confused, but fortunately, her heart was strong. She calmed down and got in.
Warren moved like an agile leopard and threw her down in an instant. She leaned back on the leather seat and felt her blood rush to her brain. His hands seemed to carry an electric charge as he opened her clothes, moving straight to her breast.
“Ouch…” she frowned and groaned. Warren slowed down, bent his head, and used his teeth to nibble her skin.
The feeling of numbness suddenly made her excited. She reached out to grab his short hair, unable to resist arching her body closer to him. The sleek black car was parked under the shade of a large green tree. Passing students were amazed by the expensive vehicle. Some tried to peer inside, but bodyguards quickly blocked their view, redirecting them three meters away.
Penelope held herself up on her elbows, her hair in disarray and her clothes messier than her hair. Then, she was thrown into his arms. “I miss you too. I can’t sleep at night.”
He hugged her tightly, and Penelope’s shoulder was exposed to the air. He bent his head to nibble on it.
“It hurts…” She twisted around, trying to break free from his embrace.
Warren patted her back, saying, “Don’t move.”
Penelope looked at him in surprise and then smiled slyly.
Her nimble hands stretched out towards his shirt. Warren watched the woman who was still smug on his body and couldn’t help but remind her, “You’re responsible for all consequences.”
Penelope glanced down at his crotch and halted her hand in the nick of time.
“Are you uncomfortable now?” She asked with a mischievous smile.
Warren adjusted her clothes and helped her straighten up. “I’ve never suffered a loss, so be prepared to pay me back someday.”
Penelope held his shoulder and said with a smile, “I’m not afraid. Any kind of postures?” she coyly asked.
“I used to be a yoga teacher,” she boasted.
He watched her intently.
Penelope paused and then realized she had just revealed a secret. “Uh, did you bring a gift for Chris and me from Hong Kong?” She quickly changed the subject.
He reached out to take a box from his jacket pocket and presented it to her.
The small and exquisite purple velvet box contained something undoubtedly valuable.
“What is this? Earrings? I just lost a pair.” After seeing its contents, she stopped abruptly, almost biting her tongue. “This… this is…” She began to stutter, and her face turned red.
He took the ring out and said, “I saw it. It suits you, so I bought it.”
Penelope’s mind went blank for thirty seconds, and her entire body felt numb. She asked, shivering, “So?”
“So what?” He smiled at her.
Penelope looked down at the diamond ring in his hand and watched it slowly being pushed onto her left ring finger. His taste was impeccable. The size of the diamond was just right, its clarity was exceptionally high, and the cut was perfect. Wrapped around her finger, the ring seemed tailor-made for her.
Her eyes lingered on the diamond ring, and she lowered her head to touch it, whispering, “Is it beautiful?”
He smiled and gently pressed his forehead against hers.
“Is this a marriage proposal?” She looked up into his eyes and asked directly.
He kissed her lips softly. “That depends on whether you want to get married.”
A deep sense of confusion filled Penelope’s mind. Was it so difficult to say, ‘Marry me’? Or why not just ask, ‘I want to marry you’? She wondered.
Warren chuckled and playfully pinched her at the nape of her neck as if teasing a cat.
“What’s wrong? You don’t seem happy, ” he said, gazing at her and gently kissing her cheek.
Penelope felt frustrated. “Why aren’t you asking me to marry you?”
At that moment, Warren pushed her away slightly and locked eyes with her. “You said you didn’t want to get married.”
“That was before,” she muttered, looking deep into his eyes.
Warren had always told himself that Penelope was still young. She only knew love but not the concept of forever love, so he needed to give her some time. It didn’t matter; he could wait. Sometimes, he watched her sleep by his side, feeling somewhat impulsive. He wanted to make her stay with him while she was still young and inexperienced so she wouldn’t run away.
But no, he couldn’t be so selfish. He had already experienced a lot and knew what he wanted. Penelope was different. She was still beautiful and young, with many passions awaiting her. She wouldn’t be content to stay.
And yet, here she was, looking at him and asking if he wanted to marry her.