Yan Shao has always had sharp eyes. Seeing that she was about to dodge, he stretched out his long arm, easily wrapped it around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.
"How about we try again now?"
Yan Shao said with a puzzled look, then buried his head and gently bit her earlobe.
Zhu Qianying trembled uncontrollably, trying to dodge, but her body felt as if it had been given a muscle relaxant, and she was powerless to break free from his embrace.
She had no choice but to nudge his chest with her elbow to remind him.
"Hey, you haven't showered yet! You're filthy!"
For Young Master Yan, who suffers from severe mysophobia, not taking a bath is indeed a big deal. Upon hearing her say that, he immediately obediently let go of her, walked to the wall, and began to worry about the several suitcases.
"Which box do I put my pajamas and underwear in?"
"How would I know? I didn't clean it up."
Zhu Qianying shrugged, indicating that she couldn't help, turned around, opened the wardrobe door, and continued to take the clothes out of the suitcase and hang them up.
"You're quite efficient, getting your luggage packed and delivered so quickly," Zhu Qianying said with her back to him.
She said she wanted to start over yesterday, and last night he climbed into her bed. Today, all he's doing is sending his luggage over.
In less than 24 hours, he had done everything he had wanted to do during that time.
Yan Shao was squatting on the ground, opening his suitcase. Hearing her say that, he couldn't help but turn his head and stare at her figure again.
She has become very frank since she took the initiative to start over with him.
This made him want to cherish her even more.
He increasingly wanted to treat her with all his heart, wishing he could give her everything he had.
"Of course, I'm afraid you'll change your mind!" Young Master Yan said bluntly.
With her, he finally understood what fear was.
To this day, he still remembers the fear he felt five years ago when he returned from the hospital and saw that stack of letters and documents on that red, festive wedding bed—a fear that chilled him to the bone and made his fingertips go cold.
Even now, he is still afraid, afraid that no matter what he gives her, she will not want it.
Just like five years ago, I can just pack up and go!
It was just a simple answer, but it made Zhu Qianying turn her head.
"Do I seem like such an untrustworthy person?" She, being sensitive, vaguely sensed the unease and fear in his words.
Yan Shao stood up, took a few steps toward her, leaned over, and kissed her pink lips.
“You don’t seem like it, but I’m still afraid!” Yan Shao said, then sighed.
Having lost her for five years, and now finally regaining her, he is still very afraid unless he keeps Zhu Qianying by his side at all times, or breathes his magic breath to shrink her so he can hold her in his hand.
Zhu Qianying gave him a deep look. The man, who was always proud and arrogant, now seemed incredibly vulnerable.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, I love you so much!"
At that moment, she suddenly realized that in the face of love, no one is indestructible!
A glint of light flashed in Yan Shao's eyes. Zhu Qianying's sudden confession made him feel as if a million dazzling fireworks were blooming before his eyes at the same time.
When she became frank, it truly surprised and moved Yan Shao to tears!
He reached out, turned her around, cupped her face, and looked directly into her eyes.
"Ying'er, do you really...like me?"
At this moment, Zhu Qianying's eyes shone like stars and were as clear as a secluded spring in a deep valley.
"Yes, I like it very much!" Zhu Qianying nodded emphatically.
For her, now that she has come to terms with the situation and decided to accept it again, she must be honest with the other person.
A person's heart is not a memory card, and the person who loves you is not a card reader.
So if you like someone, you should say it out loud, otherwise the other person might not understand!
Yan Shao hugged her tightly, pressed his face against hers, and whispered something in her ear.
"Ying'er, I like you very much too, no, I love you so much, so very much!"
So much love that you want to meld the person into your very bones and let them seep into your blood!
"Yes, I know!"
Compared to Yan Shao's excitement, Zhu Qianying appeared much calmer.
Of course, it wasn't that she was indifferent or unmoved by his advances.
Rather, she had already gradually sensed his affection and love for her during their time together.
For her, while it's true that liking and loving should be expressed bravely, love shown through actions is more credible than words.
Upon receiving a response, Yan Shao tightened his grip, holding Zhu Qianying close in his arms, his burning lips moving from the back of her neck to her lips.
Zhu Qianying nestled against him, raised her hands, and climbed onto his strong back. Then, she tried, clumsily, to respond to his kiss.
The temperature in the room seemed to have been boiled by this passionate kiss. Zhu Qianying felt her whole body burning hot. Her hands, which were clinging to his back, unconsciously twisted his shirt until it was all wrinkled.
The urgent knocking on the door was like a bucket of cold water being poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing their burning passion.
The two quickly separated, both feeling somewhat awkward.
"Daddy, Mommy, Zizai wants to eat ice cream, is that okay?"
The young master outside the door obediently asked for permission in his pure and clear voice, completely unaware that his good behavior had unintentionally interrupted his parents' good time.
Yan Shao, being a man who had seen his share of storms, recovered somewhat in just a few seconds. In contrast, Zhu Qianying's face was still flushed, and she looked at him with a dazed expression.
"Eat up, but only a small cup. No more!"
Yan Shao calmly responded to his son, reached out and helped Zhu Qianying fasten the buttons he had unbuttoned one by one, and then smoothed her slightly messy hair.
"Go keep Zizai company, I'm going to take a shower first."
As Yan Shao spoke, he lightly pecked her lips, rubbed her head, turned around, bent down to take out a change of clothes from his suitcase, and slipped into the bathroom.
Although he longed to be with her every moment, he also remembered that he was now a father.
Zhu Qianying stood there for a while before her mind gradually cleared up. She raised her hand to pat her face, walked to the bathroom door, and said to Yan Shao inside, "I'll go get you some shower gel and shampoo!"
Young Master Yan has indeed been staying here frequently lately, but his toiletries are mostly kept in the bathroom of Zizai's room. For someone as picky as Young Master Yan, he would probably rather just rinse off with water than use women's toiletries like those from Zhu Qianying.
"Okay!" the man inside replied very rudely.
Zhu Qianying was right. Even her refreshing shower gel smelled sweet and cloying to Yan Shao. He loved her, but he never thought of assimilating himself into her.
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