Chapter 55 A Series of Sweet Talk
Yang Zeyan endured the hardship.
"Oh, how are you going to help?" Yang Zeyan glanced at her and asked through gritted teeth.
“Of course…” Du Ruoxia looked around, leaned close to Yang Zeyan, and whispered in his ear.
Yang Zeyan's ears immediately turned as red as apples. He looked at Du Ruoxia with a scrutinizing gaze, his interest only increasing.
His eyes flickered, showing no respect to Du Ruoxia, who genuinely thought he was easy to fool.
Yang Zeyan pulled Du Ruoxia directly into the room and locked the door before Du Ruoxia could say anything.
"What are you going to do?" Du Ruoxia asked warily, taking a step back.
"What do you want? Didn't you say you could help me? How can a student learn if the teacher doesn't teach me?" Yang Zeyan said seriously, holding Du Ruoxia's hand.
Du Ruoxia broke out in a cold sweat. Of course, she should ask Brother Wushou for this kind of thing. How could she teach him?
"No, I meant to solve it yourself, not someone else!" Du Ruoxia explained urgently.
Yang Zeyan smiled instead of answering, staring intently at Du Ruoxia's face as he said, "I only have feelings for you; I'm not interested in anyone else."
Du Ruoxia's face instantly turned bright red; she didn't know how!
"That's your own business. I just know that it's possible to do it that way. There's no difference!" Du Ruoxia didn't dare to look at Yang Zeyan's face.
Yang Zeyan's face was as black as it could possibly be. Where did Du Ruoxia get this information? Is this something a woman should be concerned about?
"Either you come, or we sleep!" Yang Zeyan ordered, determined to teach Du Ruoxia a lesson.
Du Ruoxia was truly on the verge of tears; how could she have brought this upon herself!
"Yang Zeyan, I don't have any romantic feelings for you right now. Can you handle this yourself?" Du Ruoxia pleaded pitifully.
This time, Yang Zeyan was no longer soft-hearted. He shouldn't have listened to the team members who said to let things take their course. The person in front of him was just an emotional blockhead.
Without saying a word, Yang Zeyan took off his shirt, leaving Du Ruoxia completely stunned.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and eight-pack abs were constantly on display, assaulting Du Ruoxia's mind.
This body is so different from the patients she's been with. She's drooling just looking at it. Du Ruoxia despises herself.
"Come on, tell me how to do it?" Yang Zeyan pulled Du Ruoxia's hand over and placed it on his smooth upper body.
Du Ruoxia hurriedly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted; the sensation was different from touching her clothes!
She was like a startled rabbit, completely bewildered and unsure of what to do with her hands.
"Teacher, please teach me, otherwise I won't be able to learn." Yang Zeyan's helpless expression began to bewitch him again, just like when he coaxed Du Ruoxia into getting their marriage certificate.
"Yang Zeyan, I'm telling you, stay away from me." Du Ruoxia placed her hand on Yang Zeyan's chest, closed her eyes, and dared not look at him; this position was too dangerous!
Yang Zeyan ignored her. He continued to approach her, guiding Du Ruoxia toward her crime.
"Teacher, you're the one who said you'd teach me, so I can't give up halfway."
Du Ruoxia shook her head vigorously, retreating until she was pressed against the wall.
The alarm bells in her brain grew louder and louder. Yang Zeyan's sweet talk came one after another, and Du Ruoxia was no match for him!
Du Ruoxia realized for the first time that Yang Zeyan had such a high level of ideological awareness!
The thought that she, a woman of the new era, was defeated by a man from the 1970s because of her conservative thinking made Du Ruoxia feel indignant!
Du Ruoxia's expression shifted from fear to frustration, and finally she gritted her teeth. Yang Zeyan kept staring at her, not missing a single change in her facial expression.
A slight smile played on his lips, and his mood improved unconsciously. Finally, he could punish this disobedient little rabbit!
Du Ruoxia suddenly raised her head with a look of resignation, "Since you insist on doing this, then I shall respectfully comply!"
Yang Zeyan was completely stunned; he was dumbfounded. This was not the outcome he had imagined.
Du Ruoxia ignored him and placed her hand directly on his waist. Yang Zeyan clenched his fist tightly, and a crack finally appeared on his face.
"Come on, take it off!" Du Ruoxia said through gritted teeth.
Yang Zeyan's back molars were about to crack. He slammed his hammer into the wall behind Du Ruoxia, then slammed the door shut and left.
Du Ruoxia's hand froze in mid-air, and it took her a while to realize that Yang Zeyan had chickened out!
He actually ran away...
"This... paper tiger?"
Du Ruoxia stared blankly at her hands, which still retained the warmth of Yang Zeyan's body. Her face was burning hot, as if she had a fever.
She patted her cheeks and shook her head in annoyance, "What am I doing? I'm a modern woman, how can I be so embarrassed about something like this!"
It took her a long time to calm down, but she still found it hard to process Yang Zeyan's sudden change. Her mind kept replaying what Yang Zeyan had said.
That night, Du Ruoxia did not step out of that room again, and missed Yang Zeyan's hurried departure.
The next morning, Du Ruoxia lingered in her room for a long time before finally opening the bedroom door.
However, Yang Zeyan was not there, and there was no breakfast on the table. Du Ruoxia calculated that Yang Zeyan should have gone to get breakfast.
She breathed a sigh of relief. It was just as embarrassing for her to face him, so she had to hurry out to avoid running into him.
As she stepped out of her house, she saw that Song Hongjiao's house was open. She was stopped when she got to Song Hongjiao's door.
"I've been waiting for you all morning! Come and have breakfast!" Song Hongjiao called Du Ruoxia into the house.
Du Ruoxia glanced at the time, fearing Yang Zeyan would be back soon, and immediately refused, "No, I'll eat in the cafeteria!"
"No, both your husband and my husband are on missions, so I made a special portion for you!" Song Hongjiao said warmly as she took Du Ruoxia's hand.
When Du Ruoxia heard that Yang Zeyan had a mission, she was stunned for a moment. Her tense heart finally calmed down, and she reluctantly went into Song Hongjiao's house.
“My breakfast is the same as yours,” Song Hongjiao said as she went to serve Du Ruoxia breakfast.
“Brother Mingwen and Commander Yang set off again after only one afternoon back. They’ve been very busy lately,” Song Hongjiao said to herself.
"Who are you talking about?" Du Ruoxia asked, puzzled. What was Song Hongjiao's intention in mentioning someone else?
“My Zhang Mingwen and your Yang Tuan, they set off together!” Song Hongjiao patiently repeated.
Du Ruoxia dropped the spoon in her hand, staring in shock at Song Hongjiao, who was smiling across from her.
"You mean Yang Zeyan? Yang Tuan?" Du Ruoxia repeated uncertainly.
Song Hongjiao was both amused and exasperated by her appearance. "What's wrong? Still trying to be mysterious? Everyone knows you're Commander Yang's wife now!"
“You and Commander Yang are a perfect match, your baby will definitely be beautiful!” Song Hongjiao said, adding enviously.
Du Ruoxia's right hand was still in the motion of slurping porridge, and she hadn't come to her senses for a while.
"What's wrong?" Song Hongjiao waved her hand in front of her when she saw that she didn't move.
"How much do you know about Yang Zeyan?" Du Ruoxia asked, trying to remain calm.
Without much thought, Song Hongjiao rattled off all of Yang Zeyan's glorious deeds.
Du Ruoxia's face cracked inch by inch; she was the last person to know that Yang Zeyan was the regimental commander!
The thought that this man had been showering her with sweet words the night before, yet had kept this important matter from her, sent a chill down Du Ruoxia's spine.
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