"Yin Han, am I your girlfriend?"
This sentence immediately made Yin Han jealous, and she stopped calling him "baby".
"Yes, I am your boyfriend."
Yin Han looked at her expression, afraid that he might say the wrong thing.
"Then why don't you come and confide in me when you're heartbroken and devastated?"
Why didn't you let me know?
"Don't you still consider me your girlfriend or your future wife?"
Why face it alone?
"If Grandma hadn't come to me because she felt she had done something wrong, were you planning to keep it from me and pretend to be a good person in front of me?"
Faced with Nan Sheng's series of questions, Yin Han didn't know how to answer her for the first time.
She swallowed hard, her eyes filled with melancholy, and said, "No, no, I do consider you my girlfriend..."
Their eyes met, but they didn't exchange a single word.
That minute has passed.
Yin Han's lips moved slightly, and she whispered, "Sheng Sheng, I'm scared... I'm scared that Grandma won't want me anymore..."
Finally, Nan Sheng hugged him, letting him rest against her chest: "Han baby, that's right. The moment I confessed my feelings to you, we were destined to be bound together. Perhaps you don't know, but to me, you can be yourself, but in this life, Nan Sheng belongs to Yin Han."
You have no idea, when I heard Grandma say that just now, my first reaction was both heartache and self-blame.
I feel sorry for you, and I blame myself because I haven't tried hard enough and haven't earned your trust.
Yin Han shook his head, his eyes suddenly filled with tears, his eyes slightly red, and with a small beauty mark at the corner of his eye, he looked especially pitiful, let alone Nan Sheng.
"No, no..."
Yin Han wasn't unwilling to believe her, nor was it that she hadn't tried hard enough; he was simply afraid. He didn't want to transmit his negative emotions to her, afraid that she wouldn't be happy with him, afraid that she would feel tired being with him.
"Han Baobao, can you let me finish speaking first?"
Nan Sheng gently covered his lips, her soft and gentle voice gradually dispelling the gloom in Yin Han's heart: "We are boyfriend and girlfriend, and in the future we will be husband and wife. We will be the ones who accompany each other for the rest of our lives. If we only share joy with each other, then I think we are just ordinary friends."
I'm very sad because I can't share all your emotions, which makes me feel like I'm not important to you at all.
Nan Sheng swore that the last sentence wasn't what she truly felt; she knew Yin Han loved her very much and that she was very important to him.
But only by saying this could she prevent Yin Han from doing it again.
Sure enough, Yin Han tensed up as soon as she finished speaking.
Nan Sheng felt sorry for him and cupped his face in her hands: "Are you scared?"
Yin Han nodded, and a tear the size of a bean fell into Nan Sheng's palm.
Nan Sheng gently kissed away his tears: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, your Sheng Bao is here, I will always be with you."
"Grandma knows she was wrong. She didn't want to be a burden to you before. She will stay by your side and I will too."
"Han Baobao, you must remember clearly that you still have me, and you are no longer yourself."
"You can indulge your emotions freely here with me..."
Before Nan Sheng could finish speaking, Yin Han fiercely sealed her lips with a kiss.
He indulged his emotions wantonly, stealing the sweetness from her mouth.
Nan Sheng did not refuse, but hugged him tightly in return.
Yin Han pressed the back of her head against him, making it easier for him to plunder her.
His hot tongue entwined tightly around hers; through repeated practice, Yin Han had already mastered the technique.
Nan Sheng felt a mist of water spreading in her hands, and felt as if every cell in her body was moving.
Yin Han spun her around in his arms, pinning her to the sofa. He slowly released her lips, looking at her particularly rosy lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I won't do it again."
Because Yin Han is also Nan Sheng's precious treasure, he is qualified.
Nan Sheng looked up, gazing at him intently. Her Han Bao was so handsome. She had seen his face for so many years, and it was truly addictive.
Seeing the girl's infatuated expression, Yin Han's mood gradually recovered. Fortunately, he had always protected his face.
With her well-defined index finger, she brushed aside the strands of long hair, revealing a fair and rosy face.
His index finger continued to slide, slowly from Nan Sheng's face to her collarbone, then suddenly stopped, looking at Nan Sheng: "Sweetie, I want to touch it..."
Yin Han's gaze fell on the protrusion below her collarbone, his meaning clear.
Nan Sheng smiled slightly. Her Han Baobao had grown a lot. He hugged his neck tightly and obediently replied with a "okay." He even teased her by saying, "They are all yours."
At this moment, Nan Sheng had long forgotten her parents' words, and all pretense of modesty had vanished.
It exploded in Yin Han's mind with a bang, and Yin Han's prominent Adam's apple bobbed.
His large hand quietly slipped inside Nan Sheng's pajamas, touching the girl's smooth skin, and his heart skipped a beat.
Upon hearing a "click," Yin Han's eyes turned bloodshot, and almost simultaneously, his lips sealed Nan Sheng's lips once more.
Then, little by little, he unconsciously exerted force in his hand movements.
Nan Sheng couldn't help but moan softly.
"Goodness..."
His deep, mellow voice seemed to have a bewitching power, and Nan Sheng hugged his neck even tighter. She couldn't think straight; all she knew was that her toes curled up involuntarily from the passion.
Yin Han buried his face in her fair and slender neck, kissing her little by little, making the fire burn even brighter, and his breathing became heavier, because what he held in his hands was just too wonderful.
Nan Sheng's face flushed, and her eyes gradually became captivated by a color she had never seen before.
The next second, Yin Han tossed a small white lace-trimmed item out of Nan Sheng's pajamas.
Nan Sheng was wearing a silk button-down nightgown tonight. Because of her movements just now, two buttons on the nightgown had been undone. Yin Han raised his head and took his hand out from under the nightgown.
He placed his hands on top of Nan Sheng.
Nan Sheng, her cheeks flushed, propped herself up and kissed him on the lips, as if to encourage him.
Yin Han slowly raised his arm and used his slender fingers to unbutton the remaining three buttons.
The moment those fair and alluring round eyes were revealed before him, his mind went blank.
Nan Sheng smiled and said, word by word, "Han Baobao, do you like them?"
"!!!!" Yin Han.
Yin Han didn't answer, but instead showed his opinion by lowering his head and burying his head in it.
Nan Sheng's body trembled slightly involuntarily. She held his head in her hands, and then, as if she had thought of something, she slowly moved her hands down and slipped them under the hem of his clothes.
Touching her uneven abs—one, two, three, four, five, six—she closed her eyes…
P.S.: Although I know you guys love reading this, I still have to ask: will the next chapter be another hearty affair or will we skip to the next day? Haha, I already have my answer in mind~
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