Chapter 39 [VIP]

Chenmian felt a little confused. What was Lin Langli talking about?

He wanted to argue back, to yell back like he used to, and even to raise his hand and slap him—after all, it wasn't like he hadn't hit Lin Langli before.

But not only could he not speak, his hands also felt as heavy as lead, and he couldn't lift them at all.

A huge, cold sense of exhaustion swept over him. Chenmian suddenly realized that he didn't even have the strength to be angry.

Yes, so what if they cursed or hit each other? Can that change the fact that they had a relationship? Can that change the fact that their identities are now reversed?

Lin Langli seemed willing to reconcile with him and even wanted to take care of everything for him from now on. Given Chenmian's lazy and spoiled canary nature, shouldn't he agree?

But being asleep means not wanting to agree.

He shook his head, then seemed startled and tried to back away.

But before she could move an inch, Chenmian was once again encircled and embraced by Lin Langli.

The scent on Lin Langli was somewhat similar to his own. No, the two of them had taken a shower in the same bathroom last night.

Smelling the familiar scent, Chenmian felt somewhat at ease, her expression relaxing as she nestled against the man's chest.

Lin Langli was still coaxing him in a low voice, rubbing his back with one hand and patting him lightly from time to time, as if he were soothing a child.

The last embers of his slumbering anger were gradually extinguished by this comforting gesture. He nestled blankly in the man's arms, unaware that Lin Langli found his expression adorable and smiled with satisfaction.

The young man reached out and gently brushed away the stray hairs from Sleeping's forehead, the gesture carrying a chilling intimacy.

"Tired?" he asked softly, his voice carrying a hint of seduction. "It's good that you're tired. Chenmian, you should have realized long ago that you can't go anywhere but by my side."

Chenmian did not answer. He stared blankly ahead, his gaze unfocused.

He seemed genuinely at a loss.

"No way. I don't want to listen to you," Chenmian said, finally brushing his hand away.

Lin Langli wasn't angry. The young man's eyes deepened, and he took Chenmian's hand.

"It's okay, I'll make you accept me, I won't force you."

Lin Langli is indeed working hard for it.

He took a considerate approach to taking more meticulous care of his dormant life.

Lin Langli took care of everything: how to send Chenmian's clothes to the dry cleaners and what to say about it; what Chenmian's ordering habits were; what temperature should the first sip of water Chenmian drank when she woke up in the morning be; what things Chenmian was allergic to...

He did a really good job. Shenmian quickly got used to not having to worry about these trivial matters. Even the relationship between the two of them became a little more harmonious because of Lin Langli's care.

They didn't sleep together much in between. Since returning, Chenmian had been guarding his buttocks with trepidation. However, Lin Langli's aggression and coercion seemed to only go as far as kissing. Each deep kiss left him breathless, and once Chenmian's body even reacted to the kiss.

Lin Langli felt the same way; even through the clothes, he could sense the man's menacing aura.

But Lin Langli didn't coax him into doing anything further, even though he had received a package full of family planning supplies just two days before he fell into a deep sleep.

Just as Shen Mian awkwardly tried to push the person in front of him away, Lin Langli looked at him intently, then leaned down and lowered his head. Shen Mian trembled all over—Lin Langli was trying to please him.

This overwhelming pleasure overwhelmed him completely, and it felt nothing like the time when Shen Jinshan held his hand.

Chenmian leaned back on the sofa, biting her knuckles and looking helplessly at the clear blue sky outside the window. The foggy winter sky was not pretty. Chenmian then turned her head to look at the fuzzy hair on the head of the person beneath her.

The only sounds in the living room were the rhythmic dampness and Shen Mian's suppressed, intermittent breathing.

He kept wondering to himself, was Lin Langli really so willing to please him?

Finally, even the mess on his body was swallowed by Lin Langli. The young man swallowed the sleeping thing, wiped it clean, carefully put it back, and tidied up his clothes.

Even in this state of slumber, she remained dazed, her face flushed with a blank expression, until Lin Langli turned her face to kiss her, at which point she let out a dissonant cry.

The voice sounded like a sob, yet it was tinged with deep desire.

The young man smiled with satisfaction, observing the expression on Chen Mian's face.

He was secretly pleased with himself.

That idiot Chenmian can't do anything, not even as good as him at making himself happy or exploring his own body.

Look, only he would go to such lengths and be willing to serve Shen Mian in such a humble manner.

Including what he's done recently, Lin Langli thought casually, he wanted to raise Chenmian into a useless person who couldn't take care of himself without him, preferably someone who couldn't even find his own clothes!

Chenmian still wants to get a cat? But that's okay, since he was the one who took care of the cat when he first got one, wasn't he?

Taking care of the silly cat and its owner, leaving these two little creatures without him, knowing nothing and being afraid of nothing, is the best way.

Lin Langli felt pleased with himself, and he leaned in again to gently kiss the corner of the sleeping man's lips.

Chenmian tried to avoid the kiss, which was tainted with his own scent, but was restrained by Lin Langli's fierce movements.

Lin Langli kissed the tears welling up in his eyes, feeling their saltiness and the burning sensation on his skin, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it very comfortable? We haven't even had any real action yet, and you can't even handle this?"

Chenmian sobbed without speaking, so Lin Langli continued, "You clearly like her a lot, but you don't want to admit it? Why? Is it because you're afraid that if you say you like her, I'll want to take things to the next level with you?"

Chenmian shook her head, then was kissed until her whole body went limp.

Lin Langli gave him a moment to catch his breath, then gently kissed the boy's fingertips: "Isn't my kindness enough proof of my feelings for you? Wouldn't it be better to accept me?"

With a struggle, Chenmian managed to slap and scratch Lin Langli's face.

Lin Langli neither dodged nor avoided the situation, nor was he angry. He embraced Chenmian, who was fuming with embarrassment, and felt a strange tingling sensation in his heart.

This reaction from the slumber, this somewhat affected behavior, inexplicably aroused him.

Just like the couples he had seen in the throes of new love, the dramatic girl, when she got angry, would give her boyfriend a light slap.

Would Chen Mian treat Shen Jinshan like that? Definitely not.

And Shen Ci? Needless to say.

So, the one who now stands in a high position beside Shen Mian, firmly controlling him and manipulating him at will, is ultimately Lin Langli.

Lin Langli felt even more smug.

He stared at the face of the sleeping man, which was flushed red like the tips of flower petals, and thought with a hint of sarcasm that the sleeping man had once conspired with others to bully him, racking his brains to frame him and drive him away, calling him a dog.

Now she's in front of him like this, looking so weak and pitiful, yet he's so kind-hearted, not bringing up the past to bully her back.

Lin Langli thought to himself that he might really like the body in a state of slumber.

Otherwise, why wouldn't he want to see Chenmian sad and shed tears?

The subtle feeling that had been lingering in his heart resurfaced, but he still didn't know what to do.

Lin Langli was unusually magnanimous at this moment, smiling at him with a tender and affectionate smile: "I won't force you. Come over and give me a kiss, and I'll revise your thesis this afternoon."

Through her blurry, tear-filled eyes, she sobbed softly. After a moment's thought, she finally cupped Lin Langli's face in her hands a few seconds later and, as the man wished, gently pressed her lips to his.

A note from the author:

Lin: Although I have to take good care of Chenmian in everything, so what? I'm just pretending to be infatuated with him, but it's actually just part of my plan. Enough said, I have my own rhythm.

Tonight's short laugh, but tomorrow, President Lin's secret will be exposed in a few more chapters. How far away is Mian's husband?