Ning Yuan was already nervous and preoccupied with something on her mind. She had only been asleep for a short while when she felt someone pressing down on her.
She jolted awake instantly.
Upon opening my eyes, I was met with a pair of long, beautiful, deep phoenix eyes in the darkness.
The suppressed yet flickering flame in those eyes made Nuan Ningyuan tense up.
His eyes, which seemed capable of igniting her, held none of their previous gentleness.
Feeling his hand lifting her vest, Ning Yuan stared stiffly and nervously at the man on top of her, her voice hoarse: "You..."
Is it...is it about to begin? Wasn't he asleep?
He slightly curved his eyes, slowly leaned down, and kissed her lips.
Ning Yuan's face flushed instantly. She gasped and instinctively tried to push him away: "Rong Zhaonan... let's talk first..."
"Hmm, what do you want to talk about?" he asked gently, bending his long legs and pressing down on the girl beneath him, then slowly and deliberately kissing her.
Old Xu said that you can't be too rough with girls, nor can you use the same methods you use on boys in the army.
The old way of bullying people by smashing persimmons will only make the girl cry and make her hate you.
Be gentle and patient...
Ning Yuan's body went limp from his kisses, and when he forced himself on her, she was mostly afraid.
But his sudden tenderness still carried a hint of awkwardness.
Her heart was pounding.
“Rong Zhaonan…I want to ask you a few questions,” Ning Yuan couldn’t help but reach out and press her hand on his shoulder.
He was wearing a thin vest, and his muscular physique was immediately apparent. His broad, undulating shoulders and smooth, hot skin exuded an imposing sense of power.
She reacted as if burned, but dared not let go, only asking incoherently, "Why...why do you want to be my real husband and wife? Do you like me?"
Rong Zhaonan paused, his voice hoarse and restrained: "Our marriage certificate was genuine, and we should be responsible to each other."
Ning Yuan's dazed gaze gradually cleared, and he avoided the question.
For some reason, she felt a strange sense of loss.
She thought that he at least liked her... was it just out of a sense of responsibility?
His kisses began to fall on her neck, but Ning Yuan was somewhat dazed, recalling the interviews she had seen with him in her past life.
Yes, he is an extremely responsible man, both at work and at home.
He restored all his privileges. With his family background and abilities, he didn't need a woman like Qin Hongxing; there were plenty of girls from good families in Beijing who would be willing to marry him.
However, because he had been intimate with her, he felt responsible for her.
Moreover, she was not allowed to refuse.
She herself lived through this era and could understand his conservative yet normal male mindset, which belonged to this time.
Dating without the intention of marriage is just playing around.
In this era, a good man's understanding of caring for and respecting women is—
I've been with you, and I want to be responsible for you for the rest of my life, to treat you well, and to give you a home.
Besides, they were already married and had been intimate; he had already included her in his territory.
Ning Yuan closed her eyes: "..."
Rong Zhaonan's hand was still on the girl beneath him, doing indecent things.
The girl's body was shy and soft, yet like a fragrant and gentle fire, making him unable to resist and wanting to possess her.
But she was distracted, even though they were so intimately intertwined, and he could violate her at any moment.
His hand paused, a surge of frustration and repression flashing through his heart. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on her slender waist: "You still don't want to?"
Ning Yuan was silent for a while: "Rong Zhaonan, it's not that I'm unwilling to have a relationship with you."
She discovered something rather unpleasant—that she hadn't completely and utterly resisted having sex with him.
She didn't know when it started, but she had truly become attracted to him.
At the very beginning, she never had any romantic feelings for him.
For a man like Rong Zhaonan, falling in love would be far too easy...
Even disregarding his background, he was exactly her type—
He followed the Taoist way of cultivating one's nature and was extremely self-disciplined. He rarely smoked, only occasionally having a couple of drinks when old comrades gathered, and he would never drink again if he said he would.
His aura was clean and refreshing, like a snow-covered pine tree and a clear lake, unlike those smelly men who were always tainted by smoke and alcohol.
Not to mention, he is an extremely responsible and dependable man, which alone puts him ahead of more than 70% of men.
And then there's that beautiful face that perfectly matches my aesthetic standards.
She blushed and endured it, slowly saying, "But I won't be the kind of good wife you imagine, the kind who will always have a hot meal waiting for you when you come home, Rong Zhaonan."
His future work and career path dictate that he will need a woman behind a successful man.
His wife takes care of the family, the children, and the household, allowing him to focus on his work without any worries...
Just like his wife in his previous life, she was always a full-time housewife, a perfect match for him, and supportive of his work.
But in her past life, she had had enough of being the woman behind others.
Even if this man can provide her with a life free from financial worries, she will never give up her dream of becoming someone's woman behind the scenes.
He kissed her maliciously, and Ning Yuan let out a low breath: "I don't plan to go to university or have children right after graduation. I want to do what I want to do and see the scenery I want to see."
“Until I felt the time was right, that I was ready to become a mother.”
She raised her eyes, which were wet from his caresses, and looked at him quietly: "Maybe by then, I will be thirty or even forty years old. Can you accept that? If you can, let's sleep together."
Adults, if they're not just having a one-night stand, should at least have some basic communication before handing each other over to bed.
Sleeping in a daze is the act of a fool with water in their brain.
Rong Zhaonan stared intently at the girl beneath him, the dim moonlight streaming through the window and falling on her round, cool eyes.
She just stared at him.
But in that instant, he suddenly felt that the person beneath him was usually like a somewhat impulsive yet bold young girl.
At this moment, she seemed like a much calmer and more mature adult looking at a child.
The girl, who was six or seven years younger than him, allowed him to take whatever he wanted from her like a child, even taking away her most precious body and virginity.
His hands paused, and his breathing turned cold and heavy: "... "
Rong Zhaonan glanced at her with his dark eyes: "Ning Yuan, your thinking is very selfish. Aren't you afraid that after we sleep together, we'll have a child soon? Once we have a child, you'll change your mind."
His hand pulled down her pants.
Ning Yuan was tense all over, but she did not resist him. She put her hands around his shoulders and smiled with suppressed helplessness.
"Captain Rong, you are really naive."
Yes, he's only 27 years old now, no, he hasn't even had his birthday yet, he's 26.
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