Chapter 213 Funny
Seeing her brother pulling Cao Yangfei away, Song Xiaomei didn't want to stay alone. She also knew that if she stayed any longer, the atmosphere would probably become awkward, so she quickly called out, "Brother, wait a minute, I have something to ask him too!"
After saying that, she followed him, and the three of them left the room side by side, and the sound of their footsteps gradually faded away.
Zhu Jingchen stood by the door, feeling a little embarrassed to look at Chen Yan.
He lowered his head, as if avoiding her gaze.
There was an ambiguous yet slightly awkward atmosphere in the air.
Shen Yan smiled at him and greeted him softly, "Come here, what are you doing standing outside?"
She leaned against the door frame, one hand in her trouser pocket, looking relaxed and natural.
She wanted to do something else, but when she saw Zhu Jingchen blushing and standing there awkwardly, she couldn't help but smile softly in her heart and couldn't help teasing him, "How are you doing with your studies?"
Zhu Jingchen was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
He was gagged by this question and his mind went blank.
It’s not quite right to say that I learned well, and it’s even worse to say that I didn’t learn well.
This can make people feel like they’re not working hard and making no progress, but if they say it’s good, it can seem a bit arrogant.
He hesitated for several seconds but still couldn't organize a smooth answer.
His face flushed, he lowered his head to avoid her sight, turned his head away, and said hesitantly: "If you want... I, I can..."
He wanted to talk about the follow-up of that incident - she said she wanted to do a lot of things, such as seeing his reaction, and also said she wanted to learn more about his growth and changes.
So he wanted to express that if she really wanted to see it, he could work hard to improve himself and learn more things to show her in the future.
Shen Yan smiled and asked, "What did you say? Can I satisfy you now?"
She knew that he was thin-skinned, so she deliberately made her words ambiguous. There was a teasing look in her eyes, but the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
Zhu Jingchen's head suddenly exploded, as if a firework suddenly exploded in his mind.
His face immediately turned as red as a ripe persimmon, and his ears turned red.
He just stood there, unable to utter a word, his mind in turmoil, completely at a loss as to what to do.
Her directness and playfulness made Zhu Jingchen feel a little helpless for a moment, with complex emotions surging in his heart, feeling both shy and sweet.
A blush appeared on his face, and his tone was a bit pleading. He could only cough lightly, lowered his head and whispered: "Don't make trouble, don't tease me."
They are obviously a couple, so it is normal for them to be closer.
Isn’t love supposed to be about fighting, laughing, and getting angry?
How can we not tease each other after being together?
Zhu Jingchen knew it in his heart, but he just couldn't resist it, especially when she called his name with a smile in her eyes and a sweet voice.
When two people fall in love, they should talk to each other, you say something and I say something back to you, you tease me and I tease you, this is the truest state between lovers.
It's not just about getting along in a proper, reserved and restrained manner.
Hugging and interacting with each other makes things seem more real.
Leaning against each other, feeling each other's warmth, listening to each other's heartbeat, even without saying a word, is a kind of tacit understanding and happiness.
But Zhu Jingchen always felt that he was not used to such an intimate relationship.
The more awkward he was, the more Shen Yan wanted to tease him.
"The moment you said I wouldn't tease you, I felt like making a scene even more."
As Shen Yan spoke, the corners of her mouth rose, and there was a sly smile in her eyes.
But she didn't dare to move too big because her foot was slightly injured, so she could only limp when she walked.
She carefully tested her footing, then attempted to stand on one foot.
This posture is a bit strenuous and even looks a bit funny.
When Zhu Jingchen saw her like this, he immediately became worried. He quickly walked over to support her and asked worriedly, "Why did you want to get up? Don't be so stubborn."
She placed her hands on his arms, and he carefully held her arms with both hands, as if he was afraid that she would fall.
She raised her face and looked at him with a smile, her cheeks flushed and her eyes were full of coquettishness, "I just want to stand up and hug my man."
As she spoke, she had already gently put her arms around his waist. Although her movements were careful, they were full of tenderness and attachment.
"And kiss my people."
She was petite, and Zhu Jingchen was about half a head taller than her. When she tilted her head back, the top of her head just touched his chin, allowing them to get closer.
In order to kiss closer, she raised her feet slightly, but found that it was a bit difficult to reach.
So she gently pulled his neck, moved him down a little with a bit of coquettishness and playfulness, then gently leaned over and kissed his lips.
That kiss was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing across the lake, or as fleeting as a dragonfly touching the water.
The soft lips, with a faint fragrance, made his heart skip a beat.
Zhu Jingchen had never experienced such a gentle feeling, and his heart seemed to be filled with an unprecedented warmth.
He didn't even have time to react before that second was over.
But what moved him even more was that she was so close to him, nestling so intimately in his arms, making him feel as if there were only the two of them in the world.
Even this one second of separation made him begin to crave the warmth of this moment and hope that time would stop forever.
It was just because he wanted to hold her in his arms so much, even if it was just for one more second of tenderness.
Her kiss was just a gentle one, and then she slipped away.
But how can one or two times be enough?
The desire in his heart was just beginning to overflow.
One time was not enough, two times were not enough - he wanted more, wanted to hear more of her soft breathing, wanted to feel her warmth every time she got close to him.
If that's not enough, then three, four, fifty, a hundred...
Until satisfied—no, maybe never satisfied.
Later, no one knew who changed the style first, but the kiss between the two started out lightly and gradually became deeper.
Lips touched, breaths intertwined, heartbeats resonated, you and I moved back and forth, and no one wanted to let go of the other first.
They gradually discovered that kissing could be so affectionate, so lingering, and so deep into the soul.
The moist, moist, intertwined breath seems to connect each other's hearts together.
Neither of them wanted to separate, as if only by sticking together tightly could they prove the eternity of this moment.
When they finally separated, Zhu Jingchen did not let her go back to the bed, but simply hugged her gently and carefully held her on his lap.
He sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped his arms around her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her completely into his arms.
He had sat down and she was leaning back comfortably.
He held her tightly in his arms, as if if he let go, she would leave and he would never find her again.
But he could never hug her enough, the more he hugged her, the more he wanted to hug her.
The love was so strong that he felt he could never be close enough to her.
Shen Yan's eyes were bright, and there was a gentle and throbbing light in them.
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