Chapter 83 I feel like you're seducing me
The hug lasted a long time.
Su Yueming carefully felt Wang Yan's warmth, and his empty heart seemed to be filled.
In a daze, they seemed to be back in that small house, so close together.
"I want to eat your cooking."
Su Yueming murmured the words aloud.
God knows how much he misses them.
"good"
Wang Yan straightened up slightly and looked up from his embrace: "I'll do it now."
"Um."
Leaving Su Yueming's embrace, Wang Yan went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator directly.
You won't believe it until you see it, and what you find will shock you.
The refrigerator was empty except for two bags of noodles and a few eggs.
Wang Yan had no idea how Su Yueming had managed to get by these past few days; maybe he was just ordering takeout every day?
"Shall I cook you a bowl of noodles, and add two poached eggs?"
"Can."
Su Yueming really isn't a picky eater.
He walked slowly to the edge of the kitchen and leaned against it gently.
Watching Wang Yan cook was actually a pleasure; he had long wanted to watch him openly and honestly for a long time.
Although Wang Yan tried his best to focus his attention on the gradually boiling water, he could still feel Su Yueming's gaze and felt nervous.
"Can you not look at me?"
Wang Yan turned around and spoke to Su Yueming.
"cannot."
Su Yueming firmly refused.
"All right."
Wang Yan never expected to succeed.
So Wang Yan finished cooking dinner while keeping an eye on Su Yueming.
The noodles were served and placed on the table. Wang Yan instinctively wanted to sit opposite Su Yueming.
But before his bottom could even land on the stool, Su Yueming patted the spot beside him.
"Sit here."
Wang Yan obediently sat down.
The two people were sitting very close together, their arms almost touching.
Su Yueming coughed lightly: "I'll have my assistant hire a nanny tomorrow to be in charge of cooking."
Wang Yan pursed his lips and lowered his head.
He's lost his job now and spends all his time around Su Yueming; his only role is to cook and tend the fire.
Now even the job of cooking has been taken away from us.
Why?
The inferiority complex in his heart sprouted up like wildfire, and unease filled Wang Yan's heart.
Su Yueming looked Wang Yan up and down and said matter-of-factly, "Because you are too thin, I will have my assistant find a nanny who can make nutritious meals."
"I see."
Wang Yan subconsciously touched his thin cheeks.
He was determined to gain weight so that Su Yueming wouldn't dislike him.
His appetite seems to be getting smaller and smaller; he can force himself to eat a whole bowl of noodles.
It felt so full that it felt like I was about to vomit at any moment.
But Wang Yan still pretended nothing had happened, with a fawning smile on his face.
"Go take a shower, I'll wash the dishes."
Su Yueming shook his head and refused: "It's fine to leave it here. A cleaning service will come and take care of it tomorrow."
"That's fine too."
Wang Yan's eyelashes trembled as he slowly released his grip.
"There's another bathroom in the bedroom, why don't you go take a shower?" Su Yueming paused and reminded him, "Your pajamas are in the closet."
"Okay, I understand."
This was the second time Wang Yan had entered Su Yueming's bedroom.
The spacious bedroom is decorated in a clean and tidy style, with even the items arranged in a very orderly manner.
Wang Yan immediately noticed the succulents displayed on the bay window.
He recognized it somewhat, but he still found it hard to believe.
Could it really be Duoduo?
Wang Yan walked over in slippers and touched the succulent's leaves with his fingers.
I'm increasingly convinced that this is his pot of succulents.
Never mind, I'll take a shower first.
Wang Yan slowly stood up and opened the wardrobe to look for his pajamas.
Unexpectedly, he found all the clothes he had abandoned in the house where he used to live hanging together with Su Yueming's clothes.
Wang Yan was somewhat shocked by this scene.
He seemed frozen in place, unable to move an inch.
Did Su Yueming bring all his clothes over?
Does punishing someone require such a large sum of money?
Wang Yan didn't know.
Although he has taught so many students, this is indeed a blind spot in his knowledge.
He was so shocked that he even forgot about his stomach pain.
Holding his pajamas, Wang Yan walked into the bathroom with a restless mind.
Su Yueming pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, his black hair dripping with water.
He deliberately didn't wear pajamas, and only wore shorts on his lower body.
Her bare upper body was exposed to the bright lights, glistening with an alluring sheen after being washed by water droplets.
Su Yueming sat on the large bed, drying his hair while listening to the pattering of water coming from the bathroom.
Those who listen become increasingly greedy and distracted.
Finally, the bathroom door was opened from the inside, and Wang Yan came out, his body covered in the distinctive moisture of water.
Wang Yan also saw Su Yueming, but he stopped and did not continue forward.
Weak animals have a sense of danger when their natural enemies arrive.
For example, right now.
Su Yueming was looking back at him; his hair was half-dry and fell down smoothly.
He casually tossed the towel onto the floor, his voice low and hoarse: "I think you're seducing me."
He was the one who couldn't control himself, yet he still tried to shift the blame.
Su Yueming dared not show that he loved Wang Yan too much, for fear that Wang Yan would abandon him again.
Once is enough; he really can't take a second time.
There's a saying that goes something like this: as long as you pretend you don't care, you won't get hurt.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan immediately looked down at his trousers and long-sleeved pajamas.
All the skin was covered up completely, with no exposed areas.
"I don't."
Wang Yan waved his hand and explained.
“But I think so.” Su Yueming spread his hands again, speaking in an unyielding tone, “Come here quickly.”
Wang Yan's gaze fell on Su Yueming, and his face slowly flushed red.
He was torn between two conflicting thoughts: Did Su Yueming really want to be with him like that?
Does that mean I like him a little?
That's not right either. Actually, it's okay not to love someone; it's just a way to relieve desire.
Wang Yan, preoccupied with his own thoughts, slowly walked over.
Su Yueming's patience had run out. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Wang Yan's arm, and pulled him into his arms with a force.
Passionate kisses rained down upon them.
Wang Yan could barely breathe fresh air; his nostrils were filled with the scent of Su Yueming's shower gel.
He really wanted to immerse himself in the moment, but his stomach was still aching.
It felt as if needles were pricking his stomach, one after another without stopping.
Su Yueming quickly noticed that something was wrong with Wang Yan, and he touched Wang Yan's cheek with his fingers.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Perhaps Wang Yan saw the worry in his eyes, because he whispered, "My stomach hurts."
Su Yueming instantly understood. He released his grip on Wang Yan's waist and pulled him down onto the large bed.
Her fingers, like slippery snakes, slipped inside Wang Yan's clothes and then gently massaged his stomach.
Does this help?
Wang Yan turned his head to look at him, bewildered.
Is this some kind of new type of punishment?
"Much better, thank you."
Wang Yan forced himself to look away, not allowing himself to think any further.
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