Chapter 33 Man, you are mine!
Their lips met, and Song Zhan seemed to have been suddenly acupunctured, his whole body stiffening and unable to move.
Previously, the original owner had never taken such initiative. Every time, Song Zhan would approach her with great enthusiasm, only to be coldly and ruthlessly rejected.
The few times the two were intimate were all by Song Zhan forcing himself on them; they didn't even kiss.
The original owner's disdain was written all over her face; Song Zhan couldn't help but frown whenever he got close to her.
She didn't like the smell on him; she always felt like he hadn't showered.
Shen Wanjun forcefully pried open Song Zhan's mouth and carefully tasted the sweet flavor between his lips and teeth.
Her slender, fair hands tightly embraced his waist.
She wasn't very good at kissing either, and almost suffocated herself.
I let go of him, took a deep breath, and ah, the air was filled with the scent of a man.
It smells good, a masculine scent that's intoxicating.
She couldn't understand why the original owner of this body wouldn't like this smell.
It smells amazing, almost too amazing.
Shen Wanjun turned to look at him. She couldn't see anything in the darkness, but she could feel the violent heaving of the person next to her.
His breathing was also very heavy; I don't know if he was having trouble breathing or if he was having an asthma attack.
Shen Wanjun gently shook his shoulder, "Husband~"
Song Zhan, who had been gradually calming down, started breathing heavily again after being called "husband" in such a soft voice.
Confused, Shen Wanjun called out twice more, "Husband, what's wrong?"
Song Zhan remained silent, only increasing the intensity of his breathing.
Ah, this...
Could he really have asthma?
Shen Wanjun hurriedly turned on the light and saw Song Zhan on the bed, his face almost as red as a shrimp.
He asked suspiciously, "Are you... are you having an allergic reaction?"
Is this man allergic to women?
Shen Wanjun has read a lot of domineering CEO novels and suffered greatly from them.
The domineering CEO and the female lead in the book are always having allergies.
Some people are allergic to men/women, and some are even allergic to air.
Shen Wanjun reasonably suspects that the original author gave the male protagonist this attribute.
Otherwise, how could he be as red as a steamed shrimp, looking even somewhat delicious?
Shen Wanjun shook her head, clearing away the jumbled thoughts, and returned to reality.
Song Zhan didn't speak, and was even too embarrassed to look at her, keeping his head down like a child who had made a mistake.
After a long pause, he finally managed to utter three words: "I'm fine."
He wasn't having an allergic reaction; he was clearly just too excited.
His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. He never knew that just a kiss could make someone like this.
He felt a surge of impulse, a desire to meld Shen Wanjun into his body and possess her intensely.
He wanted to possess everything about her, not even a single hair on her head.
However, Song Zhan cannot do that.
He wasn't sure what Shen Wanjun's purpose was in kissing him tonight; whether she had truly changed her mind and wanted to live a good life with him.
Or... is there some other premeditated plan?
Song Zhan thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Are you leaving?"
He lacks confidence in himself and feels like a burden, which would bring misfortune to whoever he ends up with.
Shen Wanjun took care of him during this time, probably to avoid being gossiped about.
She said she fled when her husband needed her most.
Song Zhan also lacked confidence in Shen Wanjun; she was just a spoiled young lady.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bear the heavy responsibility of taking care of her disabled husband alone.
Moreover, Song Zhan could no longer give her the happiness and sexual fulfillment she deserved.
"It's good that you're gone. I don't blame you." Song Zhan murmured to himself, his heart bleeding with pain.
He couldn't selfishly keep Shen Wanjun by his side just for his own sake.
She was born with the life of a pampered young lady, and it's already quite an achievement for her to have cooked and clean for herself for the past two weeks.
These days, Song Zhan eats every meal that Shen Wanjun cooks as if it were his last.
Every meal he ate felt like the most delicious food in the world.
Shen Wanjun sighed, "That blockhead, so stubborn."
He habitually pushes away those who care about him time and time again.
He repeatedly asked her if she truly wanted to stay and live a good life with him.
Although she always answered firmly, Song Zhan would still ask again next time.
With such an awkward personality, it's no wonder she and the original owner became a tragic couple in a romance novel.
Seeing Shen Wanjun sigh, Song Zhan's heart jumped into his throat.
Is she really leaving? Ahhh, no!
Song Zhan wanted Shen Wanjun to leave, yet he was also afraid of her leaving. These complex emotions swirled in his heart, causing his face to contort in pain and his eyes to redden.
"I'm not leaving," Shen Wanjun reiterated her stance. "We want to raise the child together and grow old together."
"If possible, I would like to have a second, third, or fourth child."
It would be a shame not to make good use of Song Zhan's excellent genes.
Although she had never given birth before and was a little afraid of the bloodshed of childbirth, looking at the man in front of her, she knew he would take responsibility and always treat her well.
When Shen Wanjun first met Song Zhan, she was captivated by his good looks and shamelessly stayed.
After spending time together, she realized that beneath his steely exterior lay a soft heart.
She was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. She didn't say a single sweet word, but she helped with washing dishes, cooking, and housework, without missing a single task.
Whether facing gossip in the hospital or Political Commissar Hao, he was always the first to stand up and shield her.
Protect her from the wind and rain, and prevent her from becoming the target of criticism.
"Really?" Song Zhan asked cautiously.
Shen Wanjun nodded vigorously, "It's true, it's true, it's true. You can ask me 100 times, and I'll give you the same answer."
Since he's so stubborn, let him ask; she'll definitely answer.
Song Zhan's personality clearly stems from not being loved enough as a child, which leads him to constantly need reassurance when facing intimate relationships as an adult.
Song Zhan's mouth was half open, clearly shocked by her answer again—how did she know he wanted to ask more questions?
“I’m not leaving, and you haven’t had an allergic reaction, so you are…”
Shen Wanjun laughed and tickled him, "You've just not been with a woman in a long time, you're shy, hahaha."
Song Zhan squirmed on the bed as he was tickled. He wasn't afraid of anything except being tickled.
Adding to the fact that Shen Wanjun's words hit the nail on the head, his face turned even redder.
Song Zhan pleaded shyly for mercy, but Shen Wanjun only felt that this rough man was easy to bully, so she couldn't help but bully him for a while longer.
She brought her small face close to his and blinked, saying, "But it's okay, you'll get used to it after touching me a few more times."
Song Zhan acted shyly like a timid young wife, lowering his head and not daring to look her in the eye.
Shen Wanjun channeled her domineering CEO persona, her slender white hands gripping his chin. "Man, you are mine, and always will be."
Song Zhan: Ahhh, she's so domineering, why do I like her so much?
"The man is looking me in the eye. Now, as his wife, I command you to kiss me."
"Hurry up, stop dawdling."
Song Zhan pursed his lips, clenched his fists nervously, leaned forward, and closed his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.
Without hesitation, he pressed down on her, and before Shen Wanjun could react, she was pulled into a world of tenderness.
She became completely captivated by it, unable to extricate herself.
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