Chapter 67 What the hell is going on in your head?
Yu Huan looked too excited and well-behaved. He originally just wanted Yu Huan to sit next to him, but for some unknown reason he patted his legs.
"Come sit here."
After he finished speaking, not only Yu Huan was stunned, but he himself was also stunned.
"Forget it, you sit..." He changed his words in time, wanting her to sit next to him.
But she moved so quickly this time that she sat on his lap before he could finish his words.
Clean, neat and done in one go.
Meng Han was so surprised that he couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Can you be a little harder?" He couldn't help but want to tease her.
Yu Huan lowered her head in embarrassment. Although she moved so quickly, she was actually very nervous. She didn't dare to move at all while sitting on his lap, and was even more embarrassed to look at him. She hunched her back and curled up into a ball.
She is always like this, having great courage at critical moments, but always needs someone to push her in some things that should take their course.
Weird, but also interesting.
"Are you going to sit on my lap like this?" he reminded her.
Yu Huan looked up at him, her face flushed red, and asked tentatively, "Is there anything else I can do?"
"What do you want to do?" He asked in a rhetorical way, but it sounded like inducement to Yu Huan.
Yu Huan swallowed, and before he could say anything, his heart started beating violently.
"I want to be closer to you."
Meng Han opened his hands. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was very clear.
If you want something, take the initiative.
Yu Huan leaned closer to him, put her hands through his waist and gently held them, and leaned her body against his chest.
She turned her face to the side, buried it in his arms, and took a deep breath of his scent.
The familiar smell, warm body temperature, and his steady heartbeat surrounded her completely.
A feeling of pleasure exploded in her head, and at this moment, her soul seemed to be extremely satisfied.
A word popped up vaguely in my mind.
Intracranial excitement...
Is this how she feels now? Probably, because she couldn't find a more appropriate adjective to describe her current feelings than this word.
It also made her begin to feel dissatisfied.
Perhaps sensing her emotions, Meng Han raised his hand and placed it on her back. His palm felt different from the way he gave others; it was warm and solid, giving her an endless sense of security. She couldn't help but take a deep breath of the scent that lingered on her nose, belonging to Meng Han.
Meng Han was originally stroking her gently, but now his hand paused slightly and then moved away.
Yu Huan hadn't finished feeling it yet. She looked up in dissatisfaction, wanting to make an accusation, and her eyes met Meng Han's.
He frowned slightly, with a probing look in his eyes behind his glasses.
"What are you doing?"
Yu Huan's heart tightened. She couldn't tell whether this sentence was a sign of anger or just a simple question.
But no matter what it was, she had no choice but to answer honestly.
Lowering her eyes, she whispered, "You smell nice."
As soon as these words were spoken, Meng Han's eyes dimmed slightly.
He was long past the age where he would get excited by a word or an action, and restraining his desires had become a habit ingrained in his bones.
But there was no denying that he was starting to feel a little hot as she said this.
"You go down."
Yu Huan knew she had probably made a mistake, although she didn't think there was anything wrong with just smelling it. Feeling aggrieved, she reluctantly let go of Meng Han and got off his lap.
Meng Han crossed his legs at the right moment and pointed to the seat beside him, "Sit here."
This time, Yu Huan carefully sat down next to him and did not touch him again.
"Okay, I need to tell you something."
Meng Han's voice was the same as usual, like a boss giving orders, with an air of authority that could not be disobeyed.
But without the identity of a boss, these words became ambiguous and charming to Yu Huan's ears, soothing her little grievance.
"You say."
Meng Han looked sideways at her, "If your parents hadn't intervened, what kind of life would you like to live?"
Yu Huan met his gaze with some confusion in her eyes, "I...I don't know." As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and was a little afraid to look him in the eye, afraid that he would think she was too useless.
"I never thought this day would come, so I never thought about it that way."
In the past, she always felt that life was bleak, and she just lived one day at a time, without resistance or struggle, letting herself rot in the suffocating family relationship.
Meng Han didn't look at her differently because of her answer. His eyes were calm, without any extra fluctuations.
"Then the first thing I tell you is to find the lifestyle you want."
Yu Huan was a little surprised, "Is that it?"
"Why, you can't do it?"
"No..." She shook her head hurriedly. This was simply too simple. It was just fantasizing about the life she wanted. It wasn't a difficult problem.
What she didn't expect was that the task Meng Han gave her was just this.
"It's not impossible, it's just different from what I thought."
Meng Han raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you think the mission is like?"
Yu Huan lowered his head and said nothing, too embarrassed to speak.
Meng Han guessed the meaning behind her silence and leaned against the armrest of the sofa, feeling somewhat helpless. "What are you thinking about all day?"
Yu Huan felt a little embarrassed and did not defend himself.
The two were silent for a while, and it was Yu Huan who broke the brief silence first.
She looked up at Meng Han with confusion in her eyes.
She didn't quite understand. What Meng Han told her was beneficial to Yu Huan, but for Meng Han, she couldn't imagine what he could get from it.
This is what she thought and asked.
"But...you asking me to do this doesn't mean anything to you."
Meng Han looked at her. His eyes were so penetrating that he could see through the words she was too embarrassed to say and knew what she really wanted to express.
There was a dark color under the thin lenses, and that expression that made her obsessed and unfamiliar, the person in front of her seemed like a different person.
He spoke slowly, his voice sinking slightly, "Only vulgar desires need to be satisfied by the body. What I want, I have already got from you."
What he wanted was her obedience.
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