Chapter 41 Embarrassment
A trace of joy that was hard to conceal suddenly flashed across Yang Mian's eyes. He looked calm and generous, with a slight smile on his lips, and responded, "Okay! Thank you, Grandpa Huo." The voice was clear and pleasant, with a bit of unconcealable joy.
When Yang Mian came to this world, the only thing on her mind was to renew her past relationship with Huo Yanshen.
Engagement and marriage were all blueprints that she had drawn up in her mind long ago. They were things that were bound to come true, so she accepted them calmly without any shyness.
After a pause, Yang Mian added: "Grandpa Huo, I have severed my relationship with the Yang family. Let's not let them come to the Huo family tomorrow, okay?" There was a sense of determination in his words.
"Why did you break up the engagement?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Huo frowned slightly, his eyes full of concern and confusion.
Therefore, Yang Mian told Mr. Huo all the treatment he had suffered in the Yang family in detail and without reservation.
From being neglected by family members in childhood, to facing difficulties while growing up, to the heartbreaking unfair treatment, every single thing and every detail is filled with grievance and sadness.
Old Master Huo was furious when he heard this. The wrinkles on his face became deeper with anger. He slammed his cane heavily on the ground, making a dull sound, as if he wanted to crush all the injustices in the world. "What a bunch of blind people, mistaking fish eyes for pearls. It's ridiculous!"
Huo Yanshen, who was standing aside, also had a scowl on his face. He unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
It turns out that these are the unknown sad past behind Yang Mian's running away from home.
Good, very good, Yang family, you are great! He secretly made a note of this in his heart, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
Grandpa Huo patted Yang Mian on the shoulder, his tone firm, as if making an unshakable promise: "Don't worry! Grandpa Huo has let you off the hook. They treat you like this, you can't just let it go."
Yang Mian looked at Grandpa Huo gratefully, tears glistening in his eyes, and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Huo. Let's go upstairs then." His voice was choked with sobs.
"Okay, go ahead, kid. If you have any problem, just tell grandpa anytime." Old Master Huo looked at her lovingly and waved his hand, his eyes full of pity.
In this way, Yang Mian entered Huo Yanshen's room naturally.
This rapid development was completely beyond Huo Yanshen's expectations.
"Do you really want to stay with me tonight?" Huo Yanshen looked at Yang Mian in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
Yang Mian asked back: "What else? I've already come in! Are you going to let me leave?" As he spoke, his eyes were full of matter-of-factness.
"No, I'm just afraid that you will regret it." Huo Yanshen lowered his head slightly and spoke softly, with a hint of gentle worry in his voice.
Yang Mian said firmly: "I won't regret it." The tone was so firm, as if declaring an eternal oath.
After five thousand years of waiting, she finally met her lover from her previous life. She just wanted to hold on to this lost happiness and stay with her lover.
Even if she did nothing and just looked at the other person quietly, she felt her heart was filled with happiness.
"Go take a shower! Aunt Yang has prepared some ladies' toiletries for you." Huo Yanshen turned his head away and said with a slightly blushing face.
"Can we do that after taking a shower?" Yang Mian blinked with a playful smile on her face.
Huo Yanshen, however, looked serious and said earnestly: "You are still young, I won't touch you, just take a bath and go to bed."
"Small, how am I small?" Yang Mian straightened his chest with a hint of unconvinced on his face.
In fact, she is well-developed, with a curvy figure, the type that every man would like.
"I mean you are young, wait until you grow up." Huo Yanshen explained helplessly, his eyes full of pampering.
"Didn't you hear what Grandpa Huo said just now? When they were our age, the children could already play soy sauce." Yang Mian continued to talk relentlessly.
No matter what Yang Mian said, Huo Yanshen always held to his bottom line: "If I say no, then it's no. Can you still force me?"
"Are you so confident in yourself?" Yang Mian's lips curled up with a sly smile. She didn't know who it was in her previous life. At first, he didn't dare to touch her. Later, it was she who deliberately seduced him again and again, and Huo Yanshen finally broke his vow.
Once this kind of intimate contact happens for the first time, it becomes addictive and you will want to have it again.
Later, Huo Yanshen, this seemingly gentle and ascetic scholar, seemed to be ignited with passion. He would pull her along regardless of the place every day, and want to be intimate with her whenever he was in the mood.
Yang Mian let him do it. She would set up a barrier so no one else could see it.
The two of them were immersed in this sweetness that belonged only to each other, and they were happy.
Huo Yanshen said confidently: "Of course."
Yang Mian smiled mischievously: "Really? Don't slap yourself in the face then." After that, under the gaze of Huo Yanshen, she walked into the bathroom with brisk steps.
The water in the bathroom was flowing and hot steam was spreading.
Huo Yanshen sat on the edge of the bed, tugging at his collar uncomfortably, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. "Why is it so hot?" he murmured softly, took out the air conditioner remote control and lowered the temperature in the room.
Yang Mian came out of the shower wearing only a shirt, which belonged to Huo Yanshen.
The length of the shirt just covers the base of the thighs, and the two white and slender thighs look particularly dazzling under the light.
"I'm done washing. I'm going to sleep first." Yang Mian walked to the bed, her hair still dripping with water, and there was a hint of laziness in her voice as she spoke.
Huo Yanshen said quickly: "Wait a minute, your hair is not dry yet. If you don't dry your hair before going to bed, you will easily get a headache in the future."
Yang Mian lay down without caring, mumbling: "I'm so tired and sleepy. I don't want to blow dry my hair."
"No, get up and blow dry your hair first." Huo Yanshen stood up and walked to the bed, his tone full of unquestionable firmness.
"I don't want to blow it."
Huo Yanshen sighed softly, turned around, took out a hair dryer from the drawer, plugged it in, and sat down gently next to Yang Mian. "I'll help you blow it."
His movements were gentle, for fear of disturbing Yang Mian.
The buzzing sound of the hair dryer rang out in the room, and the warm wind blew slowly towards Yang Mian's hair.
Yang Mian closed her eyes, enjoying Huo Yanshen's care, but a barely perceptible curve quietly appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Her fingers were gently entwined with a strand of hair, and from time to time she would throw her hair behind her, and the hair would inadvertently brush across Huo Yanshen's hand.
Huo Yanshen's hands trembled slightly, and his movements paused.
"What's wrong?" Yang Mian opened his eyes and asked innocently, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"No, it's okay." Huo Yanshen turned his head away, trying his best to sound calm, but his slightly red ears still betrayed his embarrassment.
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