Chapter 27 027 Her body never resisted from beginning to end...
If Meng Ran were given another chance, she thought she would definitely choose to pretend to be asleep to avoid the current embarrassing situation.
But it was too late.
She barely managed to swallow the gasp that was already on the tip of her tongue when, in the next second, her eyes met those of the man holding her.
Meng Ran's body stiffened, and her cheeks instantly burned.
Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest. She reflexively looked away and managed to say with difficulty, "Chen... put me down."
Chen Sulin's voice was steady: "We're almost there."
Meng Ran: "..."
She tried to calm her breathing and realized that the two of them were on the first floor of the villa.
Meng Ran spoke up again, trying to get the man to put her down: "I can walk by myself."
Because she had just woken up, her voice was a little hoarse and flustered.
Chen Sulin said in a deep voice, "I know."
Meng Ran was speechless.
Since you know this, why do you still show no intention of letting her go?
Does this mean that he knows, but still has no intention of letting go?
Chen Sulin's steps were steady, and his posture in carrying her was also standard. His arms steadily supported her knees and back, holding her firmly in his arms.
However, Meng Ran's body was as stiff as a board, and she didn't even dare to breathe too hard, for fear that the rise and fall of her chest would lead to more inappropriate contact between the two.
Reaching the stairs, Chen Sulin turned his head and reminded him with a hint of helplessness, "If you're scared, hold me tight."
Meng Ran's mind went almost blank; she couldn't understand what he meant.
It wasn't until the man started walking upstairs that she felt a slight sense of weightlessness and let out a soft gasp, as if waking from a dream.
Her body's instincts overwhelmed all restraint, and she subconsciously reached out and hugged Chen Sulin's neck tightly.
Her cool hand touched the man's neck, and she was almost burned by his body temperature, yet she dared not pull her hand away.
Meng Ran had never been hugged like this before. Even though she knew Chen Sulin should be careful not to drop her, she still needed to hold onto something to feel safe.
So she could only stiffly maintain the position of holding him, her palm resting precisely on his carotid artery—
She could clearly feel Chen Sulin's steady and powerful heartbeat, one beat after another, transmitted through her skin to her palm, as if echoing her frantic heartbeat.
Meng Ran swallowed hard, not daring to move again.
Chen Sulin carried her upstairs, opened the door to the guest bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, then bent down and held her ankles.
The heat surged up her bare skin, and Meng Ran's heart, which was already beating rapidly, surged to its limit in an instant when she realized what Chen Sulin was about to do.
"No—" she couldn't help but cry out, "I can do it myself!"
Chen Sulin paused slightly, then released her.
Meng Ran hurriedly pulled her leg back, lowered her head and took off her shoes, not daring to look at him at all.
There was a changing area at the entrance to the bathroom in the bedroom. Just as Meng Ran took off her shoes, Chen Sulin came over with slippers.
Meng Ran pursed her lips and changed into slippers without saying a word.
Her heart was screaming.
Heavens above, can anyone tell her why Chen Sulin helped her change her shoes so naturally?
Does he have some misunderstanding about their current relationship?
Or is it that she misunderstood?
After silently changing her shoes, Meng Ran's face remained flushed, her mind working slowly.
Only now did she gradually regain some of her composure.
She remembered that before she fell asleep, she was on her way back from the mall, sitting in the back seat of the car with Chen Miaoying.
Meng Ran raised her head and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Where's Miaoying?"
Chen Sulin: "In her own room."
Meng Ran opened her mouth, as if to ask something, but hesitated.
Chen Sulin saw through her thoughts: "When we got home, you were all asleep. I carried Miaoying into the villa first, and Aunt Zhang carried Miaoying upstairs to her room."
Meng Ran: "...Oh."
Therefore, neither Chen Miaoying nor Aunt Zhang should have seen Chen Sulin carrying her out of the car.
Although it was somewhat self-deceptive, she still hoped that as few people as possible would witness what had just happened.
Chen Sulin nodded and stood up.
Meng Ran asked in surprise: Are you leaving already?
Although she didn't mind him leaving quickly, but...
Meng Ran sat on the bed, watching Chen Sulin walk to the door and then turn around.
He caught her astonished look.
Chen Sulin's gaze paused slightly, and he chuckled lightly, "I'll go get some water."
After speaking, the man disappeared.
Meng Ran: "..."
Oh no, what if Chen Sulin misunderstood her look just now as her being reluctant to let him go?
Chen Sulin did not close the door completely when he left.
Meng Ran stared at the half-open bedroom door, and the image of the man bending down to help her take off her shoes somehow popped into her mind again.
Her thoughts were in complete disarray, and Meng Ran bit her lip.
Since that kiss in the office that day, their relationship seemed to have remained essentially unchanged: there was no more physical contact, and they continued to sleep in separate rooms.
But it seems like everything has changed.
Chen Sulin seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally using his actions to bring her closer to him.
And just now, he carried her all the way from the car to the bed.
She was too flustered to think things through before, but now that she thinks about it, Chen Sulin's way of holding her seems very familiar.
Meng Ran remembered Jiang Yuqing telling her that a princess carry also requires skill, and it's not just about strength.
There are specific guidelines on which part of the woman's body to support and how to apply force.
Has he ever hugged anyone else like that?
Meng Ran closed her eyes.
Why is she thinking about this?
Footsteps sounded outside the door. Chen Sulin returned, closed the door, and handed her a water glass.
Meng Ran: "Thank you."
She took the water glass, took a sip, and unconsciously stared blankly.
Chen Sulin: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Meng Ran snapped out of her daze: "No."
Chen Sulin: "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Meng Ran composed herself and said, "It's nothing... thank you."
Chen Sulin frowned slightly: "You've already said thank you once."
“I mean…” Meng Ran hesitated, “Thank you for carrying me into the house so as not to wake me up.”
She paused for a moment, then added, "But next time you can just wake me up directly."
Chen Sulin remained silent.
The atmosphere became somewhat tense, so Meng Ran took another sip of water to ease the awkwardness.
Chen Sulin suddenly spoke up: "You mind?"
Meng Ran's hand paused.
After a few slow thoughts, she realized he was probably asking if she minded him hugging her.
Meng Ran: "It's not that... it's just that I'm not used to it."
She held her water glass and said, "I've never been hugged like this before."
As soon as she finished speaking, whether it was her imagination or not, Chen Sulin's cold and hard expression seemed to have softened a little.
Chen Sulin: "I wasn't used to it either."
Meng Ran looked at him.
So what happened next?
Seeing through the doubt in her eyes, Chen Sulin continued, "I've only hugged you like this a few times since we got married."
Meng Ran: "..."
She stared at him blankly, unsure of what to say next.
Chen Sulin: "I haven't hugged anyone else except you and our daughter."
Meng Ran: "...I didn't ask that."
Chen Sulin: "I know."
Meng Ran's brow twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but wonder to herself, "I know" is his catchphrase?
That really suits Chen Sulin's strong and self-centered personality.
Chen Sulin: "It's what I wanted to tell you."
Meng Ran was slightly taken aback.
The tone of this sentence sounded gentler than before, and at first glance, she almost thought he was deliberately trying to coax her.
Meng Ran: "...Now I understand."
She ignored the secret joy that welled up inside her and tried to speak calmly.
Chen Sulin looked at her but didn't reply.
Meng Ran felt uncomfortable under his gaze and lowered her head to place the cup in her hand on the bedside table.
After drinking a few sips of warm water, her throat was no longer dry.
"You must be tired after being out all day." Chen Sulin's voice rang in my ears again. "Go to bed early after you wash up. Good night."
Meng Ran: "Mm."
She paused for a second, then looked up at him and said, "You too, goodnight."
Chen Sulin nodded slightly.
His gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, and after she shifted her body uncomfortably, he looked away.
Chen Sulin didn't say anything more, turned around and left.
Meng Ran unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet beside her.
The conversation ended normally, with the two saying "goodnight" to each other.
I can't explain why, but I feel inexplicably empty inside.
Meng Ran lowered her head and gave a slight smile.
She spent the entire day in the mall, surrounded by lively voices, and then spent several hours partying with Chen Miaoying in the evening.
After the noise subsided, everything returned to silence. Now, the only person she had ever talked to was gone, and she was all alone in the dead of night. There was bound to be a sense of loss.
Take a shower, get some sleep, and everything will be back to normal by tomorrow morning.
Meng Ran told herself this as she stood up.
I had only taken two steps when a shadow appeared in front of me.
Meng Ran's heart skipped a beat; she couldn't believe it.
After he left, she clearly didn't hear any more footsteps.
Meng Ran involuntarily held her breath, slowly raised her head, and saw Chen Sulin's tall and upright figure appear before her.
She opened her mouth: "How could you..."
The man's presence subsided.
Before Meng Ran could finish the second half of her syllable, it was swallowed up between their touching lips. Her sudden breathlessness and frantic gasps were completely engulfed by Chen Sulin.
She only managed to let out a soft moan before the man pulled her into his arms without any room for refusal. His hands gripped her waist firmly, his strength so irresistible that she couldn't help but press herself against him.
But Chen Sulin seemed to think that wasn't enough.
Without a word, he cupped the back of her head, his fingertips stroking her hair, and with a little force, he made her body lean completely towards him.
Meng Ran's legs were so weak that she could barely stand, as if her feet were on cotton. She could only put all her weight on him.
Her fingertips unconsciously gripped the fabric at the back of his coat, creating deep wrinkles. She tightened her grip as if grasping at a lifeline, barely managing to steady her swaying body.
Chen Sulin's kiss was as forceful as he was.
After only a brief kiss, he quickly pried open her teeth and thrust inside.
She had no chance to struggle and was thus drawn into Chen Sulin's rhythm, allowing him to completely dominate her senses with his extremely aggressive aura.
If the last time she was in his office, she was too frightened to react.
This time, she watched helplessly as she fell into the man's trap, powerless to resist.
Meng Ran felt as if she were floating in the air, or as if she were soaking in warm water, feeling both dizzy and burning.
In the quiet night, only the sounds of sucking, the soft mingling of water droplets, and her faint gasps as she struggled to breathe could be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Sulin slowly loosened his grip.
He didn't step back completely, but only slightly increased the distance between them, and their breaths still mingled.
Meng Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she dared not look up to meet his gaze.
Chen Sulin's deep voice rang in his ears: "Take a break?"
Meng Ran was completely unable to think and could only nod haphazardly.
Chen Sulin chuckled softly.
Meng Ran was in a daze and couldn't figure out what his laughter meant, just as she didn't know what awaited her after his so-called "rest".
Chen Sulin's fingers touched her forehead, gently tidying up the messy strands of hair around her forehead.
Feeling his gaze linger on her face for a long time, Meng Ran gently pursed her lips.
Her remaining rationality told her that her relationship with Chen Sulin hadn't progressed to that point, and that she should reject him.
At least for now, he gave her a chance to call a halt.
But a voice inside her screamed: she didn't want to stop like this.
She knew perfectly well that her body had never resisted him from beginning to end.
Then why should she hold onto that barrier that doesn't actually exist?
Just like he said, they were husband and wife to begin with.
Once the thought of "just continuing like this" appeared, it couldn't be shaken off.
Meng Ran let the man's fingertips touch her skin, almost greedily inhaling the pleasant scent emanating from Chen Sulin.
At that moment, a knock sounded on the door.
The two sounds were very soft, but they were exceptionally clear in the quiet night.
Chen Sulin's fingers paused, then remained still.
Meng Ran regained some of her senses and looked up at him: "Aren't you going to see who's knocking? Maybe Miao Ying has woken up."
Once the words were out, I realized my voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
Chen Sulin: "..."
Meng Ran seemed to read a hint of helplessness in the man's eyes.
But in the end, Chen Sulin still gave a low "hmm": "I'll go take a look."
Meng Ran: "Wait—"
She called out to him, and said in a slightly embarrassed voice, "I... I should be able to face people now, right?"
Chen Sulin's gaze swept quickly over her upper body, his eyes darkening slightly.
A thin layer of sweat beaded on her forehead, her lips were rosy and full, her fair skin had a rosy glow, and her entire face, including her exposed neck, was flushed pink.
Chen Sulin took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
The coat was still covered in Chen Sulin's scent, and Meng Ran felt a little hot, but in this emergency, she wrapped his coat even tighter around herself.
The person knocking on the door didn't seem to be in a hurry; after the first two knocks, there was no more.
If it weren't for the fact that both she and Chen Sulin heard it, Meng Ran would almost have thought it was a hallucination that occurred to her in her confusion.
Chen Sulin watched as she put on her coat before opening the door.
Standing outside the door were Aunt Zhang and Chen Miaoying.
When Chen Sulin came over and opened the door, Aunt Zhang looked embarrassed.
“I’m so sorry, sir…” Aunt Zhang cleared her throat and said in a low voice, “When I was changing Miss’s pajamas, she suddenly woke up and insisted that you and Madam hadn’t said goodnight to her today.”
“I told her you were asleep, but she wouldn’t listen. She insisted that I knock on the door to see if you were actually asleep.”
After Aunt Zhang finished speaking, she looked at Chen Miaoying, who was rubbing her eyes beside her.
Chen Miaoying had clearly just woken up, her eyes still sleepy, but the expression on her face was incredibly stubborn.
As soon as Aunt Zhang finished speaking, Chen Miaoying eagerly chimed in, "I knew it, Aunt Zhang! Dad's bedroom door was open, and Mom's room light was on. They must still be awake and chatting!"
Aunt Zhang replied helplessly, "Yes...yes, my little darling."
When the gentleman and his family returned from outside, they saw the gentleman carrying the young lady. Aunt Zhang quickly took Chen Miaoying from them and carried her back to the children's room.
Following her husband's instructions, Aunt Zhang took off Chen Miaoying's shoes and clothes, wiped her body with warm water, and then prepared to carry her to bed.
Unexpectedly, while changing into her pajamas, Chen Miaoying suddenly woke up and kept asking her parents to say goodnight to her.
Aunt Zhang couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she gently knocked on the door twice, intending to convince the young lady to go back to sleep if the madam and husband didn't respond.
Unexpectedly, the gentleman finally opened the door.
In this situation, it was clearly not the right time for her, an outsider, to linger.
Aunt Zhang: "Well... Madam, Sir, you two go and put Miss to sleep. I'll head back now."
As she spoke, Aunt Zhang quickly left, leaving the family of three looking at each other in bewilderment.
A few seconds later, Chen Miaoying looked up at her parents, her face full of grievance, and complained, "Mom, Dad, you both forgot to say goodnight to me today!"
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