Yanchan is a bastard
The two looked at each other silently, as if they were competing to see whose cheeks were redder.
The next second, Guan Zheng buried her head in Yan Chan's neck like a gourd with its mouth sawed off, and no sound came out again.
With her hot cheek pressed against her beating blood vessels, Yan Chan seemed to hear her own heartbeat, one, two, three times.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, she turned her head and kissed Guan Zheng's earlobe. The person in her arms stiffened, and Yan Chan realized that she might have lost her mind. What on earth had she done?!
The body temperatures of both of them rose rapidly, like two cooked shrimps being placed on the table together.
Yan Chan felt that their posture was a little awkward, so she sat up, and Guan Zheng in her arms was forced to kneel on her, with her hands skillfully and naturally climbing around her neck.
The two of them were pressed tightly together, and Yan Chan could even feel her softness rising and falling with her breathing. Her already loose outer robe was now slipping down uncontrollably.
Guan Zheng still had her head buried, her long-dried hair stuck to her back. Some strands even somehow slipped into her clothes, brushing against her smooth back and causing a slight itch.
"Yan Chan, will you marry me?"
Yan Chan heard Guan Zheng's muffled voice, which was mixed with a bit of worry, a bit of panic and an imperceptible joy.
She was looking forward to it, asking for it, and praying.
Time passed, and Guan Zheng still didn't hear Yan Chan's voice. Her heart felt like it had sunk into an icy cave. This was clearly Yan Chan's fault. She thought that men should be more respectful, so she put her daughter's dignity aside and begged Yan Chan. But she still refused to come down the stairs. Did she really not like her at all?
As she thought about it, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. The word "Not good" broke her heart, and tears immediately rolled down her face like free beads.
Yan Chan noticed that she was trying hard to hold back her tears, so he stroked her back to help her breathe, with a look of determination in his eyes.
It’s true that she likes Guan Zheng, but she can’t marry her.
Guan Zheng, who was kept in the dark, was so innocent.
She will confess everything.
"Don't touch me, I won't talk to you anymore."
The neck is such a fragile place, Guan Zheng couldn't bear to bite it, so she turned around and bit Yan Chan's shoulder.
Yan Chan cried out in pain and then chuckled. This was probably the cruelest thing Guan Zheng could say.
She patted Guan Zheng's buttocks, signaling her to let go. If she continued biting, it would be so painful that she would die.
Guan Zheng's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and shame and anger instantly crept onto her cheeks.
When Yan Chan pulled Guan Zheng away, she saw the beauty crying and angry, looking so adorable that she felt a little soft-hearted.
"You don't marry me, but you flirt with me, you lecher!" Guan Zheng pushed her chest, but it was of no use. A tear fell down by chance, and her hair became a little messy.
Like a delicate flower that had just been loved, her crying appearance made Yan Chan feel a little regretful. She unbuttoned her clothes with one hand and wiped Guan Zheng's tears with the fingertips of the other hand, leaving a pair of red eyes.
"What are you doing!?" Guan Zheng exclaimed when she saw Yan Chan's actions, and thousands of possibilities emerged in her mind.
With her clothes completely open, Yan Chan grabbed her hand and placed it against his chest.
"I'm a woman. Do you feel better now?"
Guan Zheng's hands trembled slightly. The belt in front of her proved that what Yan Chan said was true, but at this moment, her heart felt even more uncomfortable.
"I lied to you first, I'm sorry." Yan Chan, who was always at ease, was a little embarrassed. "You can scold me or hit me, as long as you can vent your anger." He put his palm on Guan Zheng's cheek and spoke softly and gently.
At this moment, Yan Chan felt like a scumbag.
"Yan Chan, you bastard." Guan Zheng pulled her hand and bit it viciously. She closed her eyes tightly, tears sliding down from her right eye. "What do you want me to do?"
When she was locked in the cage, her mind was full of Yan Chan, and she was still thinking of her when she rushed into the underground river and almost died.
She devoted her whole heart to Yan Chan and fell deeper and deeper in love with him.
She is beyond redemption.
Yan Chan held her in her arms, and suddenly, she felt something strange, "Why are you so sensitive?" She whispered in Guan Zheng's ear, and her warm breath swept over her, making Guan Zheng tremble even more.
Yan Chan's fingers reached out, and just as she expected, "I'll help you."
Feeling her cold fingers, Guan Zheng said in a trembling voice: "What?" Her tone was incoherent, like a singing oriole.
Yan Chan turned over and pressed Guan Zheng under him, wearing only an outer robe.
Yan Chan closed her eyes and felt as if she was on the beach in a tropical area. She saw the scorching sun through several coconut trees.
To be honest, she had never seen a coconut tree in her previous life or this life, and she had only tasted coconut milk and coconut meat in processed drinks.
Yan Chan looked up and saw many coconuts hanging on the tall tree. She wanted to climb up and pick them down.
Yan Chan was a little excited as she could finally drink fresh coconut juice. She clung tightly to the trunk of the coconut tree, twisting the coconut with her left hand and holding the tree tightly with her right hand, for fear that she would fall down accidentally. The leaves swayed because of her movements, and the sunlight shining through just happened to shine into her eyes.
His left arm felt a little sore, so Yan Chan sat on the tree trunk and adjusted his posture, then stretched out his right hand to reach the coconut above his head.
With her unremitting efforts, she finally succeeded in picking one. She held the coconut and carefully slid down the coconut tree. With a dull "bang", she landed safely.
Yan Chan sat on the sand, not caring that his clothes were messy with sand, and knocked a hole in the sand.
Fresh coconut milk is really delicious. She used to drink coconut milk with additives.
Guan Zheng felt that she probably had a fever, so she covered her mouth to try not to make any sound. Yan Chan's "action" made tears well up in the corners of her eyes.
The tide was rising. Yan Chan looked at the waves rolling up on the shore, stopped, and touched the corner of his lips.
A breeze blew through the middle, and the leaves fell to the sea. Just like the dust had settled, the dry earth welcomed the long-awaited rain.
Yan Chan gently picked up Guan Zheng. She was still trembling. Yan Chan brushed away the hair that was stuck to her face and brushed it against her hot cheek.
Guan Zheng closed her eyes and gasped. She didn't dare to look at herself in Yan Chan's eyes, so she simply didn't plan to open her eyes.
How did things turn out like this... Guan Zheng asked herself over and over again.
She must be dreaming.
"The clothes are dry. I'll go get them." She stood Guan Zheng up and walked down while tying her belt.
She held a stack of clothes in her arms, warm, and her shoes and socks were hooked on her fingers, swinging back and forth with her steps.
"I'll help you put it on." Yanchan's after-sales service is very good.
The water has been wiped dry, but it still needs to be blown in the wind.
The belt was tied around the neck and waist, and Yan Chan also thoughtfully tied a bow.
Guan Zheng looked at Yan Chan who was bending down to put on her shoes and socks, and she felt mixed emotions. She didn't know how to face Yan Chan in the future, but she did such an intimate thing.
I didn't even think about resisting just now...I was just focused on enjoying myself.
She didn't dare ask what their current relationship was, as she thought the answer would be unsatisfactory.
She actually didn't mind that Yan Chan was a woman...it had nothing to do with gender, she just liked the person in front of her.
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