Chapter 166 You Can Only Like Me
Yu Nian leaned against the soft pillows, the afterglow filtering through the window onto her shoulders, and outside the window, patches of pink fiery clouds filled the sky.
The scenery outside the window was so beautiful, but it couldn't compare to her casual smile.
Chunyu Han loved watching Yu Nian smile; the shallow dimples on her cheeks seemed to hold all the beauty in the world.
That was someone Chunyu Han had never seen before he met Yu Nian.
Now, all the good things belong to him alone.
"Are you really not going to give it to me?"
Chunyu Han slowly approached Yu Nian, encircling the petite woman beneath him.
Yu Nian tilted her head back, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"No."
In Yu Nian's eyes, Chunyu Han was like the legendary red spider lily blooming on the banks of the Sanzu River, unattainable and full of taboos.
Later, she gradually discovered that he was becoming more down-to-earth and relatable.
"You're being naughty."
Chunyu Han's voice was low and deep. He raised his slender fingers and gently hooked them along the inside of Yu Nian's ribs.
Yu Nian never expected Chunyu Han to use such a torturous little trick, and couldn't help but shrink back and giggle.
"Don't touch me...it's so itchy..."
Hearing the noise, Chun Tao silently closed the door for the two of them and retreated outside the courtyard.
She hoped the young master would be gentle, since the young lady had only just woken up.
"So, are you going to give it to me or not?"
Chunyu Han looked down at Yu Nian, whose face was full of smiles, his eyes filled with uncontrollable affection.
"I can't give it to you, and I can't give it to you anyway..."
Before Yu Nian could finish speaking, her cool fingertips fell again.
The room was filled with Yu Nian's laughter again, so loud that her face hurt a little.
"Alright, husband, stop... I didn't take the divorce papers; they're still in your study..."
Yu Nian couldn't out-argue Chunyu Han, so she laughed until she was weak and begged him for mercy.
But Chunyu Han had no intention of letting her off so easily.
Yu Nian, with his flushed face, was like a zither with flowing melodies. As his fingertips plucked the strings, they trembled slightly, and he could hear the sound he desired.
He was captivated by the sound of the zither.
"Beg me."
Fingertips lingered on the soft fabric, gently caressing it, poised to entice at any moment.
Yu Nian was terrified of being tickled. She wanted to raise her hand to stop it but couldn't muster much strength. Her red lips parted, and a soft, sweet voice flowed out.
Please…
Her soft, delicate voice was like pouring oil on a small flame, causing it to ignite instantly.
Chunyu Han's hand trembled uncontrollably for the first time ever.
Her clothes were already loose and baggy, and as her fingertips shifted, Chunyu Han brushed against something soft.
Soft and warm.
The sensation lingered on Chunyu Han's fingertips as if it had come to life, lingering for a long time.
Seeing that Chunyu Han had finally stopped, Yu Nian took a deep breath.
She gently raised her jade-like arm and wrapped it around Chunyu Han's neck.
Just by making that one move, Yu Nian's heart started pounding.
Chunyu Han was momentarily stunned. Apart from that one time when he was furious, Yu Nian had never taken the initiative like this before.
His deep black eyes suddenly narrowed, and in a daze, Yu Nian's moist lips were already inches away.
He saw her eyelashes tremble slightly, like the delicate wings of a butterfly, brushing against his heart.
"Nian Nian..."
Lao Liu said that as long as Yu Nian didn't think about anything and just got close to Chunyu Han, her body's instincts would tell her the answer.
That should be close enough, right...?
Yu Nian closed her eyes, casting aside all distracting thoughts.
The familiar scent of agarwood enveloped her, embraced her, and guided her.
Finally, I pressed my lips against those cool, thin lips.
Her slender, pale fingers slipped into Chunyu Han's dark hair, intensifying the control between her lips and teeth.
The seed of that stirring seemed to sprout instantly, growing wildly, its tendrils wrapping around Yu Nian's heart layer by layer, making her chest feel hot and burning.
Yu Nian stroked Chunyu Han's cheek with one hand, her fingertips still carrying the faint fragrance of the chrysanthemum petals.
Yu Nian, slightly out of breath, separated from Chunyu Han. The kiss ended, and the answer was obvious.
She wanted to tell Chunyu Han her true feelings.
But with a powerful push from his waist and spine, his body leaned forward, and he was once again entangled in that tormenting karmic fire.
He was already infatuated with her, so how could he let her set him on fire and run away?
The fingertips, having tasted the sweetness of the marrow, searched for the warm, soft jade they had just touched.
"My husband..."
A soft call, as alluring as the March breeze, could easily bend the willow branches.
Unbeknownst to them, the two figures on the small couch had already overlapped.
Yu Nian lowered her eyes and breathed softly, her lips still slightly damp, like a rose blooming with morning dew, tempting one to pick it.
She knew the answer, and while she understood, a little bit of resentment also arose in her heart.
It's over. Even if she achieves perfect merit, she can't go back.
Yu Nian's eyes were slightly red at the corners, and her eyes were misty with a hint of fog.
Her heart has already taken root in someone.
A flicker of unprecedented panic flashed in Chunyu Han's eyes, which reflected Yu Nian's face.
"What's wrong? Niannian, are you feeling unwell?"
Chunyu Han's hoarse voice was enveloped in a gentle warmth.
The word "gentle" has unexpectedly come to apply to Chunyu Han.
It would have been better if she hadn't asked. But once she did, Yu Nian couldn't hold back, and a tear slid from the corner of her eye to her ear.
Chunyu Han was at a loss for what to do. He leaned down and gently pecked at the corner of her eye, coaxing her softly.
"Don't cry, Niannian. Who upset you? I'll bring them here to get revenge for you, okay?"
Yu Nian was amused by Chunyu Han's last sentence, but she couldn't help but feel a hint of murderous intent in it.
"It's all your fault!"
Yu Nian sniffed and said coquettishly, "It was you who silently stole my heart."
Chunyu Han was slightly taken aback. He subconsciously thought that his touch had upset her, and murmured to himself.
"If you hate it when I touch you..."
Yu Nian cupped Chunyu Han's face, which was flushed with emotion, in her hands.
She needed to tell him quickly to prevent him from overthinking.
"I like you."
Her peach blossom eyes, brimming with autumn water, shimmered and sparkled, still brimming with lingering affection.
Yu Nian had told Chunyu Han that she liked him many times, but only this time was she so serious.
She watched as the helplessness in Chunyu Han's eyes vanished, replaced by overwhelming joy.
His burning gaze was fixed only on her.
"You can only love me..."
The late autumn air was slightly chilly, but the room was warm and cozy, especially the small couch, which was full of spring-like atmosphere.
Just as the beauty was at its peak, a soft, high-pitched meow came from outside the door behind the screen.
Chunyu Han remained unmoved, but Yu Nian recognized the cat's meow and reached out to support Chunyu Han's shoulder.
Canghai spoke loudly from outside the door: "Reporting to Your Excellency, my second brother-in-law has come to visit."
"It's Second Brother!"
Yu Nian let out a soft "hmm" and glanced at the person on her body.
Chunyu Han remained motionless, then pecked Yu Nian's chin again, responding with a dissatisfied murmur.
"Hmm, tell him to wait a bit..."
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