Chapter 33 "Why is Xiao Bao still so good at acting cute..."

Jin Huan didn't smell anything special.

Her brain was slow to react; her consciousness seemed to have been thrown into the sea and only surfaced slowly. When it finally began to emerge, she first heard his steady and powerful heartbeat. In that instant, she sensed that his heartbeat was very different from usual.

Jin Huan's ears turned bright red from the pounding of her heart.

Vinegar is the one that's sour.

Vinegar with a sour taste.

Jin Huan raised her head and met Zhong Yan's gaze.

All those things about confessing to Du Qingxu were instantly forgotten. Her mind was filled with Zhong Yan's voice. She relived his words from the bottom of her heart, and the redness from her ears spread to her cheeks. Her heart skipped a beat.

Jin Huan blushed and buried her face in her hands, which were then supported by Zhong Yan's hands.

Her face was completely buried in his palm, her cheeks warmer than his palm, her breath coming in soft gasps, all of it pressed against his hand, then back to her face.

As a result, my face became even hotter and more scalding.

"What are you saying..." Jin Huan was extremely embarrassed. It was the first time she had ever heard Mr. Zhong say something like that. It sounded so sour and jealous, and she really couldn't stand it.

Ughhhhh, I can't stand it at all.

It wasn't until after she got married that Jin Huan belatedly experienced the feeling of being in love—a sweet, extremely shy feeling, as if even looking at him for too long would make her heart pound like it would explode, her chest would be filled with a swelling sensation, and even though she was very embarrassed, she still wanted to keep listening to him talk.

That feeling of my heart pounding was wonderful.

Jin Huan didn't dare to look up. His palms were softened by her breath. Zhong Yan gently scratched her face with his fingertips. The girl's cheeks were as soft as water.

"Alright, don't suffocate yourself." Zhong Yan gently advised her. Compared to her agitation, his tone was still slow and calm, urging her to let go of her nose and lungs and not suffocate herself like this.

The house is already quite warm this time of year with the heating on.

If it continues to hold back, the temperature will rise further.

"Was it something I said wrong? Did Xiaobao not like what I said?" Zhong Yan asked, as if he already knew the answer. His tone was filled with genuine concern, interpreting her reaction as "dislike." He was reflecting on whether he had said something excessive.

This provoked Jin Huan to suddenly look up, and she hurriedly denied it, saying, "No, I love listening to it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the doting look in Zhong Yan's gentle eyes. When his eyes curved, the roundness under them softened his entire aura, making him a completely different person from when his eyes were quiet. The reflection in his eyes was of a ripe, red crab.

She realized that he had just said that on purpose to tease her.

Her eyes were glistening with tears, giving the impression that she had just been pulled from the spring water.

Even when she was completely flustered, he could still look at her with such a tolerant gaze, especially when that tolerance contained an unprecedented doting. So she was about to go crazy, she was doomed, she wanted to hide but couldn't.

Zhong Yan asked, "So you deliberately wanted to discuss this with me?"

Jin Huan bumped her head, forehead and all, against his chest. She lowered her head, gently nuzzling against his chest, and blushed as she mumbled, "No...daddy..."

Her voice, which sounded like she was being pleaded with someone, was very pleasant to listen to.

He asked with a smile, "What's that?"

"It's because I don't know how to handle it myself," Jin Huan explained earnestly. "I've always felt that I'm not very good at interpersonal communication, so I wanted to ask you for help."

She seems to have no skill in maintaining and cultivating relationships, so much so that her friends are mostly temporary acquaintances, and very few of them maintain contact with her for many years.

As Jin Huan grew older, she reflected more on herself and realized that she lacked certain social skills.

This made her think that she was bad, very bad.

She considers Du Qingxu her current friend, and she wants to find a proper way to keep such a friend.

That's all she wanted to do.

When Jin Huan talked about her interpersonal relationships over the years, she said they were really terrible, to the point that she thought she had some problems with her emotional intelligence. She still doesn't have a very close best friend with whom she can talk about anything.

It's also possible that no one taught her this when she was young.

She grew up with her aunt, and no matter how close they were, she was still just her aunt, not her parents. In fact, her best friend was her aunt.

A lack in certain areas can lead to feelings of inferiority.

As Jin Huan spoke, Zhong Yan looked down at her, listening intently. The person in his arms kept her head down, probably because she was a little sad about talking about this. Her personality flaws had always been a thorn in her heart, and the older she got, the deeper the thorn pierced.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Yan said slowly after hearing her finish speaking. "Is this something to be ashamed of?"

Sensible children always like to reflect on themselves in this way, thinking about their shortcomings here and there. These are all minor issues that don't matter much, and Zhong Yan doesn't think she has any deficiencies in these areas at all.

How can a girl who makes a good impression on him on the first meeting be considered to have a deficiency in interpersonal skills?

Zhong Yan said slowly and softly, "I didn't feel this way when I first met you."

"You're great, you have your own merits." Zhong Yan's words were like a calming balm, gently soothing her anxiety. He knew she liked his praise, and praising her at this time was the most effective.

Zhong Yan had already noticed this.

When he praised her for being great and amazing, she would tremble and tighten up to the point of almost clamping herself together. This discovery made Zhong Yan want to rub her head more often.

She's really... well-behaved, and really... cute.

Zhong Yan leaned down, close to her ear, his lips and cheeks slightly warmer than usual. Seeing the well-behaved girl's confusion, he comforted her, "You have your daddy, he'll teach you this slowly later."

She couldn't do it, but he happened to be very good at it.

He had already mastered these social rules by heart, so there was nothing to worry about; he would teach her them gradually.

Jin Huan looked at him without saying a word, seemingly dazed and unsure if she had heard him.

"You'll study hard, won't you?" Zhong Yan placed his hand on her shoulder, speaking softly to her and gently asking for her answer.

"I will." She blinked, her voice soft yet firm, her promise earnest.

The atmosphere was wonderful, so wonderful that Jin Huan's heart was pounding so fast it didn't slow down. She loved how Zhong Yan spoke to her in that tone, slowly, as if coaxing her, and she wanted to keep her face in his hands forever.

After waiting quietly for a while, Jin Huan couldn't help but say, "Sir, I feel very strange right now."

"Hmm," Zhong Yan asked, "How is it so wonderful?"

Jin Huan smiled, her eyes crinkling with laughter. Lying in his arms, she was a little embarrassed to say it.

She felt so embarrassed tonight. She was usually shy, but never this shy before. She chuckled to herself for a while before telling him how she felt.

"I'm a little embarrassed to look at you." Jin Huan paused, then continued, "My heart races whenever I see you, and I'm blushing all over."

She pointed to her neck.

These are the visible areas, and there are also areas that are not visible but are very popular.

In the past, all she wanted was to be close to Zhong Yan and be intimate with him. That desire to "want" took over, and she didn't have the energy to think about anything else. She would be happy as long as she was close to him.

But now, simply lying in his arms, she was too shy to look at him.

She could only lie in his arms like this; she couldn't do anything more, or she was afraid her heart would explode.

Jin Huan grabbed his arm and whispered, "Daddy, is this what it feels like to be in love?"

When she began to truly feel this, when she consciously came to her senses, everything rushed into her brain like a tidal wave. Every cell in her heart was soaked in honey, and even a simple touch would excite her, and then she would look forward to it.

I look forward to meeting him, to intimacy, and to hearing him say some gentle and sweet words.

And he looked at her with such doting eyes.

"Right?" Zhong Yan replied casually, "This is also my first time dating."

"Really?" Jin Huan didn't doubt Zhong Yan's words, because Mr. Zhong wouldn't lie to her, but she was still surprised, and jokingly asked back, "When you were my age, didn't anyone like you?"

"Of course there are." Zhong Yan was very honest. He had always had many people who liked him, since he was in junior high school. He wasn't very interested in them. Every time he received those gifts and love letters, he would politely refuse and return them. He had always done this for many years.

"How many?" Jin Huan asked curiously.

"a lot of."

He hadn't actually counted the exact number, because his mind wasn't on it and he had no thoughts about it. Otherwise, why would his grandfather have needed to use inheritance rights to force him to do so?

He cares more about family power than about romance.

It has always been like this.

Jin Huan remembered what he had said about the sour taste, and she chuckled to herself, muttering softly, "I have plenty too."

She also has many fans. After all, she has been praised for her beauty since she was a child, and even in college she was described as "easy to fool". People like her are most likely to attract bad romantic relationships. It is no exaggeration to say that apart from Du Qingxu, the others are not very good.

That's why she was so cautious about Du Qingxu's confession.

This is a situation that has not been handled before.

Jin Huan buried herself in his arms again, her shoulders trembling slightly, and said shyly, "I like being in love."

I prefer dating my daddy.

I like this feeling.

Jin Huan lay in Zhong Yan's arms for a long time that night. He had work to do, so he propped his computer up on the sofa armrest to handle it. He would occasionally rub her hand to coax her, which Jin Huan found very comforting. She clung to him like an octopus.

Until Zhong Yan had to return to his study to hold a video conference.

Because of the time difference, his meeting times are always very strange, which is really tiring. Fortunately, Zhong Yan has a lot of energy, and he can keep his mind clear and work efficiently even at the most difficult times.

Even without such a strong family foundation, someone like him could have built his own success sooner or later through his own hard work.

Jin Huan then went to read for a while.

He said he was reading, but he was completely distracted.

They transformed into a group of adorable little people dancing in front of her eyes.

Jin Huan rubbed her eyes, and the words disappeared again.

An hour after Zhong Yan finished his meeting, he came out of his study. Jin Huan was waiting for him at the door. When she saw him, she smiled and subconsciously licked her lips.

"Have you finished your work?" Jin Huan asked him cautiously.

Her face had been flushed for so long that the flushing sensation wouldn't subside. Even after calming down for over an hour, her face and neck still looked red, as if she were sick.

My heart has not calmed down.

Zhong Yan said, "It's over."

Still feeling the romance of being in love, Jin Huan was eager to try. She took another half step forward, looked up, and asked with a blush, "Can we kiss for a while now?"

She was shy but still wanted a kiss from him, otherwise she would keep thinking about this feeling and wouldn't be able to sleep all night.

A smile appeared in Zhong Yan's eyes. It was not unreasonable for Jin Huan to make such a request, and it was definitely something that should be fulfilled.

So he put his arm around her waist and kissed her unexpectedly.

The two stood at the door of the study. The corridor lights were a warm yellow, but only half of them were on, making the light dim. He held her close to his chest and kissed her quietly yet forcefully. You could even hear the sound of saliva exchanging between their lips.

They had kissed many times, yet the experience was still incredibly wonderful. They knew each other better and understood what would please the other, especially when Zhong Yan intentionally tried to please her.

The sound of water was amplified in the quiet space, and Jin Huan tiptoed closer to his embrace.

Kissing my lover... I really love it.

Jin Huan cautiously said that kissing was because they couldn't do it today.

On the second day of her period, when the flow was heaviest, especially since she would occasionally experience a gushing flow every few months, it was even more intense now. She couldn't tell what kind of liquid was coming out, but it was a large, warm gush of fluid.

Jin Huan could only subconsciously tighten her muscles.

Zhong Yan knew she was menstruating.

Her menstrual cycle was very regular, always around these few days every month, and Zhong Yan had already memorized that date.

He stopped, and Jin Huan's eyes went unfocused for a moment. She then opened her mouth wide, searching desperately, but the height difference was too great, and her body was too weak to exert any strength, so she couldn't find him. She could only pitifully call out to him, "Daddy, hug me..."

I want to be hugged and kissed by my dad.

Zhong Yan sighed softly. At this moment, he also needed to consider his personal reasons... If things continued, he could only endure it.

"Why is Xiao Bao so good at acting cute?"

Since you like it so much, keep kissing.

She was very happy tonight, he could tell, and Zhong Yan wanted to prolong her happy mood.

Just like he said, it's precious.

Zhong Yan could understand this feeling, and it was just as precious to her.