When Yin Han arrived at her home, Nan Sheng immediately took him upstairs to choose a dress.
That made Yang Silin cover her face, but it still wasn't enough.
She wasn't nearly as arrogant back then.
"Shengbao, I'm going to deliver your dad's food now. Just let me know when you and Xiaohan have made your choices!"
Yang Silin called out upstairs and immediately heard Nan Sheng's reply.
Yang Silin smiled and shook her head, as did the housekeeper Pang and the maid beside her.
"Tell me, Shengbao is a delicate girl, and her mother is a quiet person, so why is she so fierce? She rushes forward as soon as she sees someone, I'm too embarrassed to look at her."
Butler Pang and the servants stared at each other, seemingly disagreeing with what Yang Silin had said.
Finally, they asked in unison, "Madam, are you sure you're gentle?"
"..." Yang Silin.
Okay, she went to find her husband.
Nan Lingtian: In my eyes, my wife treats me like a child who loves me even when she hits me or scolds me.
Nan Sheng felt a surge of joy when she heard that Yang Silin wouldn't help her try on the dress.
She instructed the maid to hang the dresses in the dressing room and then went downstairs, before pulling Yin Han into her dressing room.
"Hanbao, are Wang Wentao and Niannian at the studio right now?"
Nan Sheng had just called Xiang Niannian but no one answered. She had wanted to ask her to come back and help her choose clothes.
"Um."
"?" Nan Sheng was puzzled by Yin Han's "hmm" response.
Although it wasn't surprising that Yin Han's answer was brief, her tone sounded very off to her.
"Han Baobao, you... um..." Nan Sheng was about to ask a question when her lips were blocked.
Yin Han pinned her against the doorway of the dressing room, one arm around her slender waist, the other protecting the back of her head, and plundered her wantonly.
Nan Sheng was only stunned for a second before quickly cooperating.
But a minute later, Yin Han released him, gently wiping her glistening lips with his fingertips, his eyes dark, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "I thought... I thought that Guai Guai was in such a hurry to pull me in because she wanted to do something bad."
So when she talked about other people, he didn't want to listen; he just wanted to kiss her, to kiss her hard.
Nan Sheng was still breathing heavily and did not answer his question immediately.
After Yin Han let go, she paused for a moment before speaking: "So that's how it is. Han Bao Bao's mind is full of bitterness now, huh?"
Nan Sheng tiptoed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kept winking at Yin Han.
"No, it's because it's you that my mind is filled with bittersweet thoughts about you."
Yin Han lifted her up and carried her on his arm, displaying his incredible boyfriend-like strength.
Nan Sheng kissed his cheek, then lifted his chin with a finger, saying meaningfully, "Han Baobao, tell me, were you pretending to be serious before? Otherwise, when I was flirting with you at the beginning, you were like an innocent young man."
Yin Han smiled but remained silent, gazing at her.
Nan Sheng wasn't in a hurry either, and their eyes met.
After a long silence, Yin Han gently parted his lips: "Does my little darling like me like this?"
After Yin Han finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head and buried it in Nan Sheng's collarbone, gently rubbing against it.
The short, buzz-cut hair pricked Nan Sheng's skin, causing both a slight itch and a mild pain.
"How could I not like a baby who's only shy and affectionate with me!"
Nan Sheng held his head and said firmly, even rubbing his head.
Where she couldn't see, a smug look flashed in Yin Han's eyes, mixed with a hint of madness.
Yin Han did not raise his head, but his lips touched Nan Sheng's fair skin again and again.
He took a deep breath after giving her a kiss, his voice unusually husky: "Wow, it tastes like milk."
Nan Sheng trembled subconsciously, gently patted his back, and said shyly, "Why do you keep thinking about this? I still don't dare to drink milk..."
"Heh... what are you thinking, sweetie? I just said you smell like milk."
"Aaaaaah... Han Baobao, you're cheating!"
Nan Sheng couldn't stand Yin Han's sweet and charming words.
"What rule did you break? Hmm?" Yin Han raised his head and spoke while simultaneously moving his hand.
Nan Sheng gasped and immediately looked down, only to see Yin Han pinch her through the fabric!
"Hey Han, here's a love tip: if you keep flirting with me, I'll make you spend the whole day in the walk-in closet watching me but never getting to touch me, hehe."
Nan Sheng turned her body around, wrapped her legs around his waist, and hugged his neck.
Yin Han raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, rubbing them hard against each other before giving her a quick peck when he released her.
Her eyes were filled with grievance: "You bad Sheng Sheng, you're allowed to flirt, but I'm not."
As he spoke, he took her hand and squeezed it.
Before Nan Sheng could react to Yin Han's childish words, she felt someone mimicking him pinching his butt.
But she still blushed and leaned close to her ear: "So, do you like it?"
I don't know if he's saying he likes her flirting with him, or if he likes the feel of her.
Yin Han blushed, but what she said made Nan Sheng admit defeat.
What kind of outrageous words are these? Where is she now? She doesn't want to get on Han Baobao's highway, which is not at all within the speed limits set by the national transportation authorities!
He actually said that his feel for the game had always been there... (I'm sure you can imagine what that means).
The two cuddled for a while before getting down to business.
Yang Silin prepared twenty sets for them.
But Nan Sheng always tried them on first, and whichever outfit she decided on was the one she would wear.
However, formal dresses are not like ordinary clothes; some cannot be worn by one person alone. The maid was just sent away by Nan Sheng.
It's obvious who helped us.
When changing into the formal dress, Yin Han took advantage of every opportunity. Although she was wearing the dress, she felt like her whole body was on fire.
The first outfit Yin Han dressed Nan Sheng in was a pink strapless dress with lace detailing at the back. It wasn't a long skirt; it just reached her ankles.
As soon as Nan Sheng put it on, Yin Han said possessively, "Sweetie, you can just wear this for me to see, we won't wear it out, okay?"
He had this thought when he first saw it, but he just wanted to see Nan Sheng wear it.
"Okay! I'll grant your wish." Nan Sheng didn't mind, because she had already told her father in advance that this graduation banquet would be bigger than any other banquet.
There will be many people coming, and she doesn't want to dress too revealingly for them to see.
With Nan Sheng's consent, Yin Han's lips never left his mouth. He looked at the other dresses and passed on any that were even slightly revealing, leaving only a few out of the twenty.
He had wanted to do this for a long time, but his status made it inappropriate, so he could only secretly suffer in his heart.
P.S.: Here we go!
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