Chapter 68 [VIP]

They kissed passionately, having already shared many kisses.

The first time they kissed mouth to mouth like that, Chenmian was very experienced, while Zong Bingwen was quite inexperienced, closing his eyes and letting Chenmian study him.

At that time, Shen Mian found it very strange, as both of the Shen family's twins were exceptionally gifted in this regard.

Lin Langli knew how to force a kiss on him the first time, and Shen Ci was not to be outdone. The first time, he just rubbed his lips against his own, but afterwards, he started to pry open his lips without any instruction.

Only Zong Bingwen was truly inexperienced and completely clueless about this.

He's also quite amusing when he kisses; he closes his eyes like in idol dramas, waiting for someone to place a kiss on him.

Chenmian stared at the man's rapidly trembling eyelashes for two seconds, then chuckled softly.

He held Zong Bingwen's face, showing unprecedented patience, and first pressed his lips to the man's, then said in a low voice, "Brother Bingwen, you're so clumsy, shall I teach you?"

Of course, Chenmian's words also implied that he was manipulating men—his first love, first kiss, and even his first time were not with Zong Bingwen. Would Zong Bingwen be angry?

Zong Bingwen was not angry, or rather, he showed no signs of anger in front of Shen Mian.

Upon hearing this, the man opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly shimmering with tears. He stared at her for two seconds, then heard her ask cautiously, "Am I really that clumsy? Did I hurt you?"

Who would cry out in pain if someone just licked their lips twice?

Chenmian rolled her eyes and said in a coquettish tone, "Do you want me to teach you?"

“Yes,” Zong Bingwen nodded. “Baby, you teach me. I want to make you comfortable.”

So the slumber taught him how Pope Bingwen first stuck out the tip of his tongue, then pried open the corner of his lips, and then hooked his tongue.

Zong Bingwen spent the whole afternoon learning from Chenmian, the room filled with the sound of water sizzling, but he was still very clumsy. Having tasted the sweetness, he kept pestering Chenmian to continue kissing him.

At this moment, Shen Ci, quite rudely, banged on the door from outside: "What are you doing? Don't mess around if you're not married!"

Distracted, Zong Bingwen frowned as he went to open the door. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Ci barged into the room and, right in front of the man, went straight to the bedside. He grabbed Shen Mian's chin by the edge of the bed and examined him for a few seconds. Looking at the boy's lips, which were red from being kissed, he was filled with annoyance: "Zong Bingwen, are you with Shen Mian just to take advantage of him? You haven't come out all afternoon. What do you mean by this?"

Shenmian blinked, first giving the man by the door a shy smile, then saying to Shen Ci, "Little brother, he's my boyfriend. Isn't it normal for him to kiss me? Don't act like that, it's not good."

Zong Bingwen's smile warmed as he looked at the boy's somewhat delicate yet mischievous demeanor, and he promptly and ruthlessly kicked Shen Ci out—

Right? No matter how much trouble or misbehaves Chenmian causes in private, in front of others, they will always favor him and give him face.

That was enough, Zong Bingwen thought at the time.

But as he discovered more of the dormant delicacies, his thoughts changed, and Zong Bingwen felt that it was still not enough; he became increasingly greedy.

For example, right now, how come the sleeping creature's eyes are so round and beautiful, and its gaze is so bright and sparkling, like a cat's;

Why is the smile of the sleeping man so lovely? Just one smile from him and Zong Bingwen feels unable to control himself and wants to give him everything.

As for the body, needless to say, only those who have held and licked the skin of a sleeping body can understand that the saying "To die under the peony is to be romantic even as a ghost" is no exaggeration.

Zong Bingwen liked Chenmian no matter what.

Mingming wasn't initially that serious or sincere; she just thought Chenmian was cute and even made some lighthearted jokes about her.

But as they spent more time together, he seemed to become increasingly unable to extricate himself.

Having been together for so long, he knew that Shen Mian wasn't as pitiful as she initially appeared; the Shen family doted on her.

But Zong Bingwen felt no anger at being deceived; he only felt relieved that it wasn't true.

So what if Chenmian lied to him?

She said those things to him to gain his sympathy, but wasn't she still unwilling to separate from him?

He may well have a place in Shen Mian's heart.

To take it a step further, who hasn't lied before? Words spoken in response to one's own predicament are inherently carefully considered, so when Chenmian lies to him, she is actually just coaxing him.

Zong Bingwen comforted himself and didn't even let Chenmian know that he had once held a grudge.

The ripples of the hot spring water lapped against his body, and Zong Bingwen couldn't help but hold Shenmian tighter and kiss her more deeply.

Between breaths, he couldn't help but murmur, "Mianmian, baby, do you like me?"

Chenmian gave a vague reply: "I quite like it."

But the man didn't seem very satisfied. Zong Bingwen retaliated by sucking on the back of his tongue, and Shenmian felt a tingling sensation all over her body. She immediately changed her words: "I like it, I like it the most."

The two kissed for a long time. Shenmian felt that she was sweating, and her exposed body became wet and sticky. As a result, the atmosphere around them also changed, becoming hot and sticky.

Chenmian placed her hands on the man's neck, letting Zong Bingwen hug her waist, and looked up at him shyly.

Zong Bingwen stared intently at him, and at this moment the man finally showed a bit of a desire for control, and his gaze became a little fierce. Being stared at like this made Shenmian feel as if he was about to be torn apart and devoured.

He slightly curved the corners of his mouth, trying hard to suppress his laughter, and asked, "Brother Bingwen, do you still want to kiss me?"

Zong Bingwen nodded, then shook his head.

Chenmian gave an "Oh," her tone rising, "What else do you want to do?"

The man's face turned bright red, his eyelids drooped, and he dared not look at Chenmian any longer.

Chenmian touched the man's face, then took his fingertips and placed them on her body.

He looked at Zong Bingwen, whose face was turning increasingly red and who dared not move, and his malice intensified: "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Zong Bingwen was absolutely smitten, but he still wanted to maintain a bit of his composure, not wanting Shenmian to think he was too casual, and wanting Shenmian to cherish him even more.

He forced himself to suppress the urge to be captivated, took a deep breath, and turned his face away.

Looking at his stiff body, which was completely different from the mature man image she usually tried to project in front of him, Chenmian felt smug.

So what if Lin Langli hated him so much? So what if Shen Jinshan confessed to him in such a nasty way? So what if Zong Bingwen didn't have much feeling for him at first?

Hmph, they all bowed down before him.

However, Zong Bingwen was the most sensible and the most suitable person for him, so there was nothing to resist.

He wouldn't remain chaste for Lin Langli.

Zong Bingwen looked really pleasing to the eye. After glancing at him for two seconds, Chen Mian leaned over and pecked the man's cheek on the side he was turning away, making a loud sound.

Zong Bingwen slowly turned his head, his face still flushed: "Baby..."

Chen Mian's beautiful face was very close to the man in front of her, almost clinging to Zong Bingwen, as she asked, "Do I have to teach you this too?"

"No, no need." Zong Bingwen felt a little regretful that he couldn't use the same trick again, but he didn't feel remorseful.

The patience of slumber is only a tiny bit, maybe the size of a fingernail.

After they got to know each other, he would often turn on him and liked to hit people, but he was very careful with his strength, and Zong Bingwen just took it as a reward.

He embraced Shenmian tightly, sat in the pool, and let the hot spring water submerge up to his chest.

The water was still rippling, gently swaying over and hitting them, then gently swaying away and hitting the pool wall.

Chenmian sat face to face with Zong Bingwen, their skin touching and their faces very close.

Zong Bingwen looked up and glanced at Chenmian, who was looking down and secretly watching him.

With just one glance, he completely forgot what he had planned to say.

I've completely forgotten all the tricks I once thought of to please the sleeping man.

He even forgot to take a sip of the specially prepared wine to relieve his tension.

Before he could think any further or be complacent, by the time Zong Bingwen came to his senses, everything else fell into place naturally.

Zong Bingwen knew that Chen Mian had experience, which could be seen from her skill in kissing. If she was not a veteran, she was quite experienced.

He secretly felt jealous, thinking that Lin Langli was really not presentable. Chenmian was so young, yet he had already captivated him with these things, showing no class whatsoever.

Fortunately, he was driven abroad by the Shen family. Otherwise, with his personality, wouldn't he have tricked Shen Mian into getting a marriage certificate as soon as she reached the legal marriage age?

That's the behavior of a brothel owner. Zong Bingwen despised him.

The next second, he couldn't help but become even more engrossed.

Zong Bingwen felt that his lifelong wish had been fulfilled.

He was grateful to God for allowing him to meet Shenmian, grateful for the family background of the clan that gave him the opportunity to have a relationship with Shenmian, and even more grateful to Shenmian for being willing to reciprocate his love.

Zong Bingwen kissed her with deep affection.

One shouldn't soak in hot springs for too long, so Zong Bingwen used this as an excuse to change his location.

Deep down, he was a rather traditional man, and he preferred that his first time, his first time with Shen Mian, be in bed.

In this setting, with a beautiful night view outside the window and a romantic atmosphere in the room, Zong Bingwen felt that whispering sweet nothings to his beloved was one of life's greatest pleasures.

He was so lucky to have met Chen Mian. Zong Bingwen could say that a hundred times and it wouldn't be enough.

Therefore, with the experience of predecessors as a guide, Zong Bingwen believes that as a junior, he should be more sincere and technically excellent in order to win over the dormant heart.

The night sky is clear tonight, and the delicate flower buds inside the room have opened, displaying their charming crimson color. The dimly lit room is filled with a beautiful scene.

It wasn't until late at night that Zong Bingwen carried Shenmian to the bathroom to clean her up.

The bed was a complete mess, and the sofa, French windows, and other items were also in terrible condition.

Zong Bingwen was in high spirits as he carefully washed the boy in his arms, who was so tired that he couldn't lift a finger.

Even in her sleep, she was incredibly alluring, not to mention the marks he left all over her body. Zong Bingwen glanced at the plum blossoms and felt a surge of heat in his heart, but dared not look any longer.

He was too embarrassed to call the cleaning service, so he huffed and puffed as he changed the sheets, carefully laid the boy on the bed, tucked him in, and then went to the bathroom to take care of himself.

After smelling wonderfully perfumed as he emerged from the bathroom, Zong Bingwen lay down beside Chen Mian, embracing him tenderly, and began planning their wedding.

Before getting married, you have to get engaged. Shouldn't the engagement take place too close to the wedding date?

Zong Bingwen felt annoyed. Why had he pretended to be so generous and said that he would start a family after Chenmian finished his studies?

He wished he could turn back time.

—Of course, if he could really turn back time, he would want to go back to when he was young and saw his younger brother being put into a deep sleep and riding a big horse.

At that time, he will do his best to become the closest person to Shen Mian.

Zong Bingwen fell asleep in a sweet dream.

He had stayed up too late the night before, and as expected, he slept soundly until noon the next day. When he reached out to touch the man's burning hot body, he found himself in a deep sleep.

Zong Bingwen had already woken up, but he was unwilling to leave. He called out in a hoarse voice, "Baby..."

Chenmian snorted and slapped the man's arm with her backhand, still holding a grudge against him for not stopping her the night before, only to have him exert himself more forcefully.

But after deliberately turning her back for only a few seconds, Chenmian turned back, snuggled into Zong Bingwen's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you like that? It's so mean."

"What do you mean?" Zong Bingwen asked mischievously.

How could he possibly say such a thing? He was quite different in bed and out of bed. In his normal state, Chenmian was still that innocent little boy who was easily embarrassed.

He glared at the man who seemed to have become much more shameless after having tasted meat.

The phone on the bedside table started ringing again.

Without even lifting her eyelids, Chenmian nudged the man beside her with her elbow, and Zong Bingwen obediently took the phone and handed it to her.

The incoming call on the screen clearly showed "Chen Ci".

His heart skipped a beat, and he unconsciously pressed his temple, but instead of answering the phone, he unlocked his phone and texted the other party: 【What?】

Shen Ci replied quickly: 【Why haven't you two replied to me all morning?】

Chenmian ignored his question. "What do you want?"

Shen Ci: [I'm in your yard, at the living room door. Come out.]

His tone was harsh, and Shen Mian didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but after thinking about it, she worried that Shen Ci would get angry and flip the table—he had been holding a grudge against Shen Mian for not giving him a formal title for a long time.

It's indeed not easy to talk about Shen Ci violating ancestral teachings and conscience by committing treason.

The last time Shenmian and Zong Bingwen kissed in the car, Shenci knocked on the car window to scare them.

After Zong Bingwen left, Shen Ci went into his room and dragged Shen Mian downstairs to the underground parking garage, demanding that Shen Mian treat him the same as Zong Bingwen.

Chenmian scoffed, "He's my real boyfriend, and we'll most likely get married in the future. How can you treat him the same?"

Shen Ci gritted his teeth: "Is it that I don't want to be your boyfriend?"

A note from the author: