Chen Shuning then leaned against the door, clutching her pounding chest. Clearly, she wasn't as calm as she appeared; she was just putting on a brave face.
As their wedding date drew closer, Chen Shuning could clearly feel He Chaoyang's gaze becoming increasingly intense, as if it were melting her.
The kiss she had just received was like a storm, making her feel like she could suffocate at any moment. But the man, on the other hand, didn't even seem to be breathing in a daze.
This realization made Chen Shuning feel somewhat unbalanced. She thought bitterly that this was the first time she had no experience, and she promised that she wouldn't run away in such an embarrassing way next time.
Wait a minute, I'm so nervous because it's my first time, but He Chaoyang doesn't seem nervous at all. Does that mean it's not his first time?
She was so foolish that she had already registered the marriage with him, but she had never asked about his past.
Recalling He Chaoyang's skillful kissing technique, Chen Shuning's expression changed from nervous and shy to annoyed.
Thinking that he must interrogate him thoroughly next time they meet, and ask him how many exes he practiced with to develop such skillful kissing techniques.
Chen Shuning, leaning against the door lost in thought, didn't notice how strange her current state was, clenching her fists and stomping her feet.
Chen Jiandang, who had gone out to check countless times, saw his sister like this.
She hurried over and said, "Sister, you're back! Why don't you come inside? What are you doing leaning against here? Stomping your feet and clenching your fists, what kind of exercise are you doing?"
Chen Shuning, who was thinking about He Chaoyang in the darkness, was startled by her younger brother's sudden remark.
Her heart, which had been gradually calming down, started pounding wildly again. She glared at her younger brother, somewhat annoyed and embarrassed, and yelled, "What are you doing out here so late at night instead of sleeping? Don't you know you can scare people to death?!"
Although Chen Jiandang felt wronged, he was not a good-tempered person to begin with. He thought to himself that if anyone else had dared to speak to him like that, he probably would have already thrown a punch.
Faced with his sister's blood-related suppression, Chen Jiandang still obediently apologized like a kitten: "I'm sorry, sister. I was just worried because you hadn't come back so late, so I went out to check."
"Um, it's good that you're back. Mom and Dad are asleep. I've already heated the kang (heated brick bed) in your room for you, and the hot water for washing up is on the stove. If there's nothing else, you should go to sleep early too. I...I...wait, sister, I have something important to tell you. You go back and wash up first, I'll go back to my room for a bit."
After saying that, Chen Jiandang turned around like an eel and ran towards his small courtyard.
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