Fear of love 2
"What did I just say?" In the darkness, Yang Zheng roughly tore off Shen Anxia's nightgown and threw it aside. Without waiting for Shen Anxia to reply, he pried open her teeth with his tongue, unbuttoned his own shirt with his other hand, and threw the shirt off the bed with a tug.
Leaning forward, Yang Zheng held Shen Anxia firmly in his arms, preventing her from moving. His kisses became wild and chaotic. His long fingers followed her every move, the delicate and smooth touch of his fingertips driving him to the brink of madness. With a casual tug, the bra strap was ripped off.
Shen Anxia's eyes suddenly widened, and she tried to make a sound, but Yang Zheng swallowed it all. All her words sounded like soft moans and gasps to Yang Zheng, and he was unable to bear it any longer.
Shen Anxia seized the opportunity to catch her breath and bit Yang Zheng's tongue hard.
Yang Zheng instantly regained his senses, and the floodwaters receded from his body. He stopped what he was doing and slightly raised his upper body.
In the darkness, he frowned, wishing he could slap himself. Why had he suddenly acted so impulsively? He touched Shen Anxia's cheek and coaxed her guiltily, "I was wrong."
When Yang Zheng carried her to bed, Shen Anxia keenly sensed that the burning desire in his eyes was different from usual. Several solutions flashed through her mind instantly, but his lust was extremely intense, seemingly fueled by the urge to escape. His movements were rougher than usual, and before Shen Anxia could even choose a solution, Yang Zheng's hand was already on her. Shen Anxia reacted quickly, resorting to the most direct method—
You're as tough as steel! Then I'll be as gentle as silk.
I'll cry for you!
You little punk, you gotta get me!
The moment the sobbing began, it had an excellent effect. The fire raging in the beast's eyes vanished instantly. After a brief silence and self-reproach, a low, soothing voice sounded like a trembling sob. In response to this soft sigh, Shen Anxia actually felt wronged and began to sob one after another, tears streaming down her face.
Yang Zheng was completely at a loss. He held her and gently coaxed her until she stopped crying.
"I was wrong," Yang Zheng apologized repeatedly.
Knowing that Shen Anxia was going home and that seeing her again wouldn't be so easy, Yang Zheng, who had been holding back and hadn't even dared to kiss her, was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. It was a feeling of being deeply in love with someone right beside you, yet feeling a little hesitant. After all, no one can remain indifferent to the person they love every day.
Shen Anxia ignored Yang Zheng, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly. The straps of her bra were still hanging loosely on her arm. She hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to leave it hanging like that, so that Yang Zheng would not notice anything amiss and realize that she was using this tactic of retreating to advance.
Yang Zheng was truly at a loss. This was the first time Shen Anxia had ever been angry with him, and she had even cried from anger—or perhaps from fright. He couldn't think of a single solution right now, and he felt that explaining wouldn't be of any use. He sighed helplessly, "Sigh, what should I do?"
Shen Anxia finally understood why Yang Zheng hadn't kissed her these past few days. The people around her weren't saints, but they had been trying their best not to hurt her.
She wasn't really angry to begin with. In order to prevent Yang Zheng from having any negative feelings overnight, she took the initiative to put her arms around his waist and said softly, "Yang Zheng, I like you very much. I am a little scared, but not because I'm afraid of you. Don't blame yourself."
Yang Zheng touched Shen Anxia's hand, his heart filled with mixed feelings. Anxia... did she not want him to feel too guilty?
Shen Anxia said softly, "Although I'm going home tomorrow, the good thing is that we can see each other whenever we want. Your workplace is only three streets away from mine, so we can have lunch together, and you can come to my house for dinner in the evening. On weekends, we can come to Peacock City together. Oh, sometimes I can't accompany you because of performances, but if you're not busy with work, you can come to see my performances. We won't have to be separated anymore."
Yang Zheng relaxed completely, his heart softening. He was the one who almost did something outrageous, yet she was comforting him instead. He hugged her tightly, his fingertips feeling her smooth skin as he touched the bra strap he had just pulled off her arm and helped her pull it back up.
Shen Anxia's eyes curved into a smile. What this person said was true; he was indeed very gentlemanly and respectful towards her.
"Are you sleepy?" Shen Anxia asked Yang Zheng, who hadn't spoken since.
"Um."
"Then go to sleep. Tonight, I'll sleep next to you."
That night, the two slept very soundly, enveloped not only Shen Anxia but also Yang Zheng with an immense sense of security.
When Shen Anxia opened her eyes, she was being tightly embraced by the man behind her, his chest pressed against her shoulder, and his warm breath whispering in her ear...
The events of last night were still vivid in her mind, making her blush deeply. This was so unfair.
She had to take advantage of him while he was asleep to make her move.
Pretending to be tired from sleep, she turned over. With this movement, Yang Zheng's hand finally came out from her chest. Shen Anxia, with her eyes closed, seemingly unconsciously and without realizing it, covered her chest with his hand.
Yang Zheng woke up when Shen Anxia turned over. When she placed her hand on his chest, Yang Zheng let out a muffled groan and called out in a hoarse voice, "Anxia."
Shen Anxia was pretending to be asleep, but when she heard Yang Zheng call her a thief, she tensed up and didn't dare to answer.
Yang Zheng knew Shen Anxia's habits inside and out, and immediately realized that she was pretending to be asleep. After thinking about her intention to pretend to be asleep, Yang Zheng smiled and wanted to tease her.
Yang Zheng covered Shen Anxia's hand with his large hand and slid it down little by little. When it slid down to her lower abdomen, Yang Zheng clearly felt Shen Anxia's hand tremble. He looked down at Shen Anxia's fluffy head in his arms and laughed even more heartily, but he didn't make a sound. He pressed down the corners of his mouth and then slid Shen Anxia's hand down to her V-line again.
Shen Anxia's eyelashes trembled violently. She began to regret not answering when Yang Zheng called her earlier, and now she was in a dilemma.
Yang Zheng laughed silently, wanting to see how long she could keep up the act.
Continue down.
"Ah—" Shen Anxia screamed, jumped out of bed, and without caring about anything else, grabbed her clothes from the floor and rushed into the bathroom.
Yang Zheng laughed so hard he cried, without any attempt to hide it. He got out of bed and knocked on the bathroom door: "An Xia, come out and change your clothes. I'll go change too. After breakfast, I'll take you home."
Shen Anxia waited for a while, and when she heard that there was no more noise outside, she opened the door a crack and saw that Yang Zheng was not in the bedroom. She then quickly changed her clothes.
After breakfast, Yang Zheng loaded Shen Anxia's belongings into the car and headed straight for the Shen family home.
Shen Anxia was afraid that Shen Ke and Zhao Ping would worry too much about her condition, and she couldn't sleep all night. In addition, her injuries had not fully healed, so she hadn't mentioned returning to Yi'an. She made a video call to Zhao Ping from the car and told the old couple that she would be home soon. The old couple were both excited and puzzled.
When Yang Zheng and Shen Anxia arrived at the residential area, Shen Ke, Zhao Ping, and Shen Anyi each looked down from the windows of the fifth-floor north-facing balconies. As soon as Yang Zheng's car turned the corner, Shen Anyi's eagle eyes spotted the license plate first and shouted, "Brother Zheng's car! It's back!"
Shen Anyi excitedly ran downstairs, and Yang Zheng's car happened to pull up right there.
"Ayi!" Shen Anxia got out of the car and gave Shen Anyi a big hug.
"Sister! Brother Zheng!" Shen Anyi smiled brightly.
Shen Anxia looked up and saw Shen Ke and Zhao Ping waving to her from upstairs.
Shen Anxia waved, and Yang Zheng followed her gaze and waved back.
"Ayi, help me move these things." Yang Zheng opened the trunk and unloaded Shen Anxia's belongings.
"I'll take this bag." Shen Anxia took a backpack and slung it over her back.
"There's only one big box left. Ah Yi and I will come down again in a bit." Yang Zheng said, carrying one cardboard box in one hand, and Shen Anyi carried another cardboard box in the other. The three of them went upstairs together.
The apartment building where the Shen family lived had stairs on both floors. Yang Zheng and Shen Anyi needed to carry their luggage to the fifth floor. Yang Zheng was fine and didn't feel anything after making two trips, but Shen Anyi couldn't keep up and was exhausted and breathless.
Shen Ke earnestly advised Shen Anyi, "Ayi, you still need to train! How about Dad enrolls you in a martial arts class?"
Yang Zheng said, "Uncle Chen, if Ayi wants to learn, he can just come to my place. The summer classes have just started. The director called me a couple of days ago and asked me to lead the class."
Shen Anyi was reluctant and wailed, "Why do I still have to go to tutoring classes when I'm already in college?"
Shen Ke patiently guided him: "What if your sister has something she can't do? Who will help her?"
Shen Anyi shouted, "Although I'm my sister's human accessory, things are different now. My sister has Zheng Ge now and doesn't need me to take care of her anymore."
Yang Zheng chimed in from the side, "Uncle Chen, don't worry, I can take care of her. But Ayi, you have a girlfriend now, shouldn't you take care of her too?"
Shen Anyi: "..."
Zhao Ping, standing nearby, also pulled Shen Anxia aside and said, "Xiaxia, why didn't you tell Mom you were coming back? Mom and Dad went to buy some fruit and dried fruit just now, and we haven't had time to change your sheets and blankets yet! And why did you bring back so much stuff?"
Shen Anxia solemnly said to Zhao Ping, "Mom, I have something to tell you—I've been invited by the Yi'an Dance Troupe to be their principal dancer, so I'm going back to work in Yi'an."
Shen Ke wanted to persuade Shen Anyi, but when he heard Shen Anxia say that she had returned to work in Yi'an, he immediately leaned to the side and asked, "What happened?"
Shen Anxia repeated, "Dad, Mom, I'm going back to work in Yi'an. I'm at the Yi'an Dance Troupe. It wasn't confirmed before, so I didn't tell you."
Shen Ke, Zhao Ping, and Shen An Yi all looked bewildered.
"Has Yi'an established a dance troupe? Is it private or a public institution?" Zhao Ping asked.
"Aren't you going back to Xinfeng?" Shen Ke asked.
"I was wondering why my sister's fans were speculating that she had changed agencies! It turns out it's true!" Shen Anyi said excitedly.
Zhao Ping and Shen Ke looked at Shen Anyi in surprise and asked, "Fans?"
“Dad, Mom, Yang Zheng has been paying attention to the establishment of the dance troupe in Yi'an. He might be the one to explain the whole story. During the Spring Festival this year, Yang Zheng had basically paved the way for my return to Yi'an. In May, I officially received the invitation letter, dealt with the matters at the Xinfeng Dance Troupe, and registered at the Yi'an Dance Troupe. Now, I am a dancer in Yi'an.”
Zhao Ping and Shen Ke both found it hard to believe.
"So, sister, when you went to Pusu to see me with Zheng-ge last time, were you already planning to come back then?" Shen Anyi asked.
"Yes, we started preparing back then."
Shen Ke hadn't come to his senses yet, and turned to ask Yang Zheng, "Zheng, is what Xia Xia said true?"
“Uncle Shen, it’s true. An Xia has already started working. She was worried that things might change and didn’t want you to worry, so she waited until everything was settled before mentioning it to you two.”
Zhao Ping excitedly asked repeatedly, "Really? Is it true?"
“Mom, it’s true.” Shen Anxia said earnestly.
Zhao Ping pulled Shen Anxia into his arms and said while wiping away his tears, "Your father and I even considered whether to go to Xinfeng after we retire. After all, we are really worried about you, a girl, being out there. We never expected that you would be able to come back to Yi'an. Now it's all good. Your maternal and paternal grandmothers also do not want you to stay in Xinfeng, since the whole family is in Yi'an."
Zhao Ping rarely showed his emotions, especially in front of the younger generation, but he couldn't control himself when he heard the news that Shen Anxia had returned to Yi'an.
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