Mr. Jiang's Hidden Affection

(Marriage first, then love; mutual secret crush comes true; four-year age difference; a daily-life sweet romance with no angst)

Gentle and radiant history graduate student vs. Cool, charming, and de...

Chapter 18 Coax You

"Ah?" Before Song Shengsheng could say yes, she saw Jiang Yiyu lower his head and smiled, and then he said with some self-deprecation: "It's okay, if you don't want to, you can just pretend I didn't say anything."

Jiang Yiyu lowered his eyes and looked away from Song Shengsheng, as if trying his best to hide the panic and disappointment in his eyes.

He twirled his fingers awkwardly, looking pitiful. “Rather than becoming intimate quickly, I’d rather you feel relaxed and comfortable with me.”

After saying that, Jiang Yiyu leaned against the wardrobe somewhat dejectedly. He secretly glanced at Song Shengsheng from the corner of his eye. Seeing that she seemed to want to say something, he continued, "It's better to proceed step by step. It must be slow. You also need to be patient when pursuing a girl. Although I have no experience, I understand these principles. Just now, it was because... I suddenly received care, so I really wanted to hug you."

Song Shengsheng looked at him quietly for a while, and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Jiang Yiyu, your acting skills are really average."

"Who is acting? I'm not acting. I'm expressing my true feelings."

"Oh." Song Shengsheng slowly leaned towards Jiang Yiyu: "Then do you still want to hug me?"

Jiang Yiyu looked up and was stunned for a moment. Song Shengsheng restrained his smile a little, leaned over, gently put his arm around his shoulders, and patted his back: "Is that so?"

"No...you have to come closer." Jiang Yiyu's voice was a little hoarse. Song Shengsheng felt that he seemed shy, but she couldn't tell whether this man was acting with her again.

"It's not easy to hold you while you sit like this, so why don't you just make do with it."

"don't want."

"What should we do then?" Song Shengsheng held his shoulders and looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Yiyu's cheeks, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were all flushed, even his ears were red: "Stand up and hug me."

Song Shengsheng frowned, but before she could react, Jiang Yiyu pulled her arm and stood up.

The two stood face to face, and Jiang Yiyu tightened his grip on Song Shengsheng's arm: "I... am going to hug you."

"Jiang Yiyu, do you feel a little embarrassed now?"

Jiang Yiyu couldn't help laughing. He gently hugged Song Shengsheng into his arms, bent down and buried his face in her neck affectionately: "Then I won't ask next time."

"Okay." Song Shengsheng raised her hands and hugged him back. Jiang Yiyu's warm breath hit her neck, which made her feel a little itchy.

The pounding heartbeats of the two people converged into one, and for a moment it was hard to tell whose heart was beating more happily because of the other.

After a long while, Jiang Yiyu asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I kiss you?"

Song Shengsheng didn't think much about it and nodded subconsciously. After all, according to her understanding of Jiang Yiyu's sense of propriety, before their relationship deepened further, he would at most kiss her forehead and cheeks, and at most a kiss on the lips.

But when Jiang Yiyu held her face and his eyes fell on her lips without any concealment, she was forced to retreat again and again, trapped between the door panel and his arms. Only then did Song Shengsheng realize that something seemed to be wrong.

Jiang Yiyu slowly approached, his face gradually enlarged in front of her eyes. Song Shengsheng suddenly felt a little flustered. She dodged to the side, but it was too late to dodge. Jiang Yiyu's lips pressed down on hers with a long-planned and impatient look.

He took this kiss seriously.

Previously, Song Shengsheng had seen a collection of Jiang Yiyu's kissing scenes edited by fans online. Everyone in the comments said he was a good kisser, but after actually experiencing it, Song Shengsheng found that his kissing skills were actually quite clumsy. If you remove the fancy acting, you can feel that he doesn't have much practical experience.

But no matter how clumsy he was, Song Shengsheng still couldn't resist. Just when she felt she was about to suffocate, Jiang Yiyu slowly let her go, kissed the tip of her nose, and hugged her again. He stroked her long hair with his hand, calmed his breath for a while, and murmured: "Dear, you don't know how much I like you."

Song Shengsheng buried her face in his shoulder, smelling the faint scent of tobacco on him, and didn't know how to respond to him for a moment.

After a long while, Jiang Yiyu regained his composure. He raised his hand and patted Song Shengsheng's back: "It's time to go to bed. As agreed, I can still sleep in the bed today."

Song Shengsheng nodded, pushed him away, turned around in a panic to open the door, and ran straight out of the cloakroom.

Jiang Yiyu looked at her fleeing back and smiled helplessly. He looked down at himself and sighed. It seemed that he had to take a cold shower soon.

When he finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, Song Shengsheng had already wrapped herself in the quilt, turned her back to him and closed her eyes.

Jiang Yiyu sat down on the side of the bed on his side and reached out to pinch the other quilt that Song Shengsheng had made for him. He smiled and didn't say much. He turned off the lamp on the bedside table and lay down gently.

Feeling a sinking sensation to his side, Song Shengsheng moved to the side again.

"My dear, weren't you very brave when you first hugged me? What's wrong now? Have you used up all your courage?"

"No."

"Then why don't you dare look at me?"

Song Shengsheng turned over and turned his head to meet Jiang Yiyu's eyes. He chuckled twice and looked at the ceiling again: "After the filming of this scene is finished, I will take a break for a while and come back to accompany you."

"That's fine. You just won the Best Actor award this year and your career is on the rise. You should focus on your career."

"Sound."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yiyu looked at her again: "I'm a little bit thinking about changing the way I live."

"Hmm? Isn't it good now? You're doing a job you love, and you have so many people supporting you. It took you eight years to finally reach a successful career. Why would you want to give up such a hard-earned achievement?"

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