Chapter 33, Every touch made her tremble uncontrollably.

He gently lifted her chin, inevitably drawing her into his deep black eyes.

Those eyes were filled with tenderness, which made her lose her composure instantly.

"But......"

She wanted to say something more, but Yansheng interrupted her.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll be right there."

He let go of her hand, turned around and walked quickly towards the bathroom, afraid that if he looked any longer, his nose would start bleeding again.

Wen Hanyun stood there, her cheeks still burning, her heart pounding. She draped the towel she had found over her shoulders, covering her chest completely.

Not long after, Yansheng came out wearing a new set of pajamas and carrying a hairdryer.

He walked behind her, turned the fan to a low heat setting, and said, "Let me dry you off before you go to sleep."

Wen Hanyun stiffened, instinctively refusing, "No need, I can do it myself..."

Yan Sheng gently pressed down on her shoulder, "Be good, it'll be over soon."

His palm touched her skin, its warmth palpable even through the towel. Wen Hanyun struggled for a moment, but ultimately obediently lowered her head.

The hairdryer hummed, the temperature just right. Yan Sheng's movements were very focused; his slender fingers stroked her head, gently smoothing her long hair.

Wen Hanyun's cheeks were burning hot. At such close range, she could clearly smell the scent of his shower gel.

Unlike his usual appearance when he's out and about, this one has a light citrus scent that makes you feel very relaxed.

She sat stiffly, not daring to move or turn around, only feeling the movements coming from behind her head.

His hair gradually became fluffy and soft as he blew it, and his fingers occasionally brushed against the back of her neck, each touch making her tremble slightly.

"Why are you shivering... Are you cold?" Yan Sheng asked, looking down at her ear. He was afraid she wouldn't hear him because of the noise from the hairdryer.

Wen Hanyun shrank her neck: "No...no."

"As long as it's not cold."

Yan Sheng chuckled softly, his fingers continuing to casually brush against her neck.

Wen Hanyun could only bury her head even lower, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"alright."

After some time, Yansheng turned off the hairdryer and placed it on the bedside table.

His fingers gently touched the top of her soft hair. "Dry it so you won't catch a cold."

Wen Hanyun immediately felt relieved and tried to stand up.

"Thank you, well... I'm going back to my room now."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, Yan Sheng grabbed her wrist.

"It's too late, the housekeeper is asleep, and no one has cleaned the guest rooms. You can continue sleeping here tonight."

"But what about you..." Wen Hanyun hesitated.

“I’ll sleep on the sofa.” He paused, then added, “You need to rest well. I’ll stay with you. Don’t go back and forth.”

Wen Hanyun nodded. With him by her side, she felt much more at ease.

“Well… thank you for your help,” she said softly.

Yan Sheng smiled, released her hand, and pinched her cheek: "Teacher Wen, why are you being so polite with me? I'm your teaching assistant."

He turned and walked to the wardrobe, took out a clean, thin blanket, spread it on the sofa, and then took out a pillow.

"Go to sleep early. I'll stay here. Call me anytime if you need anything."

“Okay…” Wen Hanyun untied her bath towel and lay down on the bed, quickly pulling the blanket over herself, leaving only her eyes showing as she looked at him.

"Go to sleep."

Yan Sheng didn't bother her anymore. He picked up his notebook, walked to the sofa, sat down, and draped a blanket over his lap.

The room fell silent instantly, with only the sound of their even breathing remaining.

Wen Hanyun lay on the big bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a while.

She could clearly hear some faint noises coming from the sofa, knowing that Yansheng was lying not far away. She felt both shy and incredibly relieved.

She turned to her side, facing away from the sofa, and closed her eyes to try and fall asleep, but the scene from earlier kept replaying in her mind:

His wet hair, his well-defined muscles, his gentle eyes, and the warmth of his fingertips...

The more she thought about it, the hotter her cheeks became, and the faster her heart beat.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard the sound of someone closing their laptop and getting up coming from the sofa.

She instinctively pricked up her ears, her breath catching for a moment.

Is he done with his work and going to sleep?

"Still not asleep?"

Wen Hanyun was startled by the sudden sound. She turned around and saw a magnified handsome face right in front of her.

Yan Sheng knelt down beside the bed and quietly watched her.

Unexpectedly, he noticed her little action. She turned away as if burying her head in the sand, shrank under the covers, and whispered, "Almost there."

"Teacher Wen, go to sleep. Don't suffocate yourself. I have to go to school with you tomorrow, okay?"

Yan Sheng laughed and reached out to pull the blanket, "rescuing" her mouth and nose from inside.

Wen Hanyun's heart skipped a beat. She clenched her fists tightly, her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

Yan Sheng stopped teasing her and lay back down on the sofa.

After an unknown amount of time, her heart gradually calmed down.

I slept without any dreams.

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In the early morning, sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the sheer curtains.

Wen Hanyun has a good daily routine. She can get up on time every weekday without an alarm clock.

She slept very soundly, but perhaps because of the position she was in, the ligaments in the back of her neck and shoulders were extremely sore.

Just as she was stretching with her eyes closed, wincing in pain, Yan Sheng pushed the door open and came in.

"You woke up so early?"

He walked to the bedside, bent down, and naturally placed his hand on her shoulder, kneading it gently.

Wen Hanyun subconsciously let out a comfortable hum, her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes groggily, meeting his smiling black eyes.

"morning......"

He reached out to help her sit up and handed her her neatly ironed dress.

"You change your clothes, I'll go out first."

"Remember to come down for breakfast after you've finished washing up. I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

Wen Hanyun blushed slightly and nodded in agreement.

When she finished washing up and came downstairs, breakfast had already been set out around the seat reserved for her at the dining table.

Steaming millet porridge, fried eggs, bread, small cakes, and soy milk were all placed on the side where she could easily reach them.

"Have some porridge to warm your stomach first. If there's nothing you like, I'll ask the kitchen to make something else."

Yansheng ladled a bowl of porridge for her and placed it in front of her, then put a small portion of everything else in front of her as well.

"No need, this is already quite a feast."

Wen Hanyun waved her hands repeatedly.

For some reason, Yan Sheng, who was serving her food, gave off a feeling of aloofness brought down by the warmth of everyday life, as if...

A virtuous wife and loving mother?

No, he is a virtuous husband and a good father.