Chen Yan hurriedly raised his hand, trying to wipe away the tears on her face.
Meng Qingluan released her hand and grasped Chen Yan's hand instead. Tears still streamed from her eyes, but her expression was earnest as she spoke, word by word.
“Chen Yan, you’re already very capable. You don’t need her approval to prove the hardships you’ve overcome all by yourself over the years.”
"..."
Shen Yan's dark eyes twitched, sending ripples through them.
Suddenly, his eyes reddened, filled with deep affection.
Chen Yan withdrew his hand, cupped Meng Qingluan's face, gently touched her cheek, and rubbed his thumb under her eyelids as if wiping away tears.
Meng Qingluan was about to call his name.
Shen Yan's face suddenly lowered, and his lips pressed against hers, gently kissing away the tears still clinging to her face.
His movements were gentle and careful, as if he were treasuring a precious gem, and he carefully kissed away every tear on her face.
Meng Qingluan's pupils contracted sharply, never expecting Shen Yan to do such a thing.
Before she could push him away, Shen Yan suddenly called out to her.
"Luanluan?"
"Um."
Meng Qingluan answered, his lips still pressed against her cheek, his warm breath brushing against her face as he spoke, causing the fine hairs on her face to tremble involuntarily.
Upon receiving Meng Qingluan's response, his tense heart suddenly calmed down.
Chen Yan arched his back, his lips slowly tracing the contours of Meng Qingluan's face.
Before Meng Qingluan could react, his lips had already gently landed on hers.
Their lips met, but didn't penetrate any deeper. Chen Yan simply increased the pressure, letting them both feel that it was a real kiss.
He brushed his lips, gave a light peck, and then withdrew.
All of this happened so fast that Meng Qingluan was caught off guard; she was still reeling from Shen Yan's call of her name.
It all happened so suddenly, especially that fleeting kiss; I was stunned on the bed for a moment.
Meng Qingluan suddenly pushed away Chen Yan, who was sitting in front of her, and felt as if a black thread was tangled in her head, making her thoughts unsettled.
Almost reflexively, he blurted out, "What are you doing?"
Shen Yan's dark eyes were clear, showing no sign of guilt. "Kiss Luan Luan."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
Meng Qingluan belatedly raised her hand and put it to her mouth.
There was no saliva, but it was very hot.
Her first kiss!!!
Meng Qingluan moved her hand, as if to hit someone...
Shen Yan seemed to sense something, and instead of dodging, he knelt down and brought his face closer.
The meaning is obvious...
—If you kissed me, you can hit me if you want.
Meng Qingluan raised her hand, but the slap wouldn't come down; her wrist was trembling uncontrollably.
"Why did you kiss me?" Meng Qingluan frowned, completely baffled.
Shen Yan looked at her intently, "I like you. When you like someone, you can't help but want to get close to them."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
She felt as if a million alpacas were stampeding through her head.
like?
Do you like her?
Does Shen Yan like her?
Does the male protagonist in a BL (Boys' Love) novel like her?
A gay man likes her?
She treated him like a best friend, but he treated her like a wife?
No, no, no.
Meng Qingluan felt that she must not have come to her senses yet, and her ears must have missed something.
Meng Qingluan forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and stroked his face with her hand, her tone unusually gentle.
"What did you say? I didn't hear you. Say it again."
Shen Yan did not change his mind and continued to speak to her earnestly, word by word.
"I love you, I love my wife, I love Meng Qingluan!"
"The kiss wasn't out of impulse, it was because I like you, and I couldn't help but want to be close to you!"
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Meng Qingluan was practically going crazy. If her legs hadn't gone numb from sitting, she would have jumped up in fright from his words.
Seeing her look like she'd seen a ghost, Shen Yan lowered her head in hurt, tears welling up in her eyes.
Finally, she stubbornly raised her head.
"Hit me, I won't take back what I just said."
Meng Qingluan shook her head.
"Stand up."
Shen Yan, not understanding why, still obediently got up from the bed.
Meng Qingluan also stood up and looked Shen Yan's body up and down, carefully observing him.
It doesn't look like it's changed; it doesn't seem like it's been possessed.
Meng Qingluan grabbed his shoulder again, turned him around, and began to give orders.
"Keep standing, press your body down, and stick your butt out."
"What?"
Shen Yan wondered if he had misheard and turned to look at her.
"Bend up."
Meng Qingluan repeated it again, her tone filled with anxiety.
"..."
Shen Yan bit her lower lip lightly. Although she was very resistant to this shameful position, it was Meng Qingluan's order.
After a moment of inner struggle…
Chen Yan did as instructed, awkwardly and stiffly bending forward, her calves trembling slightly.
His buttocks were covered by a white undergarment, and Chen Yan's voice trembled as he spoke.
"Okay...okay...!"
"Um."
Meng Qingluan raised her hand and slapped him on the butt.
"Smack!"
The sound of flesh touching filled the air, extremely shameful. Shen Yan's eyes widened, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the bed.
He knelt on the bed, turning his head to look at her in disbelief.
Meng Qingluan hurriedly asked, "How does it feel?"
"What...what feeling?"
Meng Qingluan panicked, "What else could it be? When I spanked you just now, what did you feel in your body?"
"..."
Chen Yan turned his head away and remained silent.
He didn't know how to answer. He disliked the feeling of being patted on the backside, as it always reminded him of the humiliating words those people had said to him in his past life.
But this was taken by Meng Qingluan, and he didn't want to upset her.
Kissing her without permission was already an unforgivable sin.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Qingluan pushed his calf.
Why aren't you saying anything?
Shen Yan didn't look at her and gave a perfunctory answer.
"It hurts a little."
"And then? That's it?"
"..."
Shen Yan suddenly turned her head, her eyes brimming with tears, looking at him with a mixture of grievance and shame.
She buried her face in his arms, her sobs muffled.
"Luanluan, you can hit me, you can scold me. But please don't humiliate me with those dirty things, okay?"
"I guarantee I am clean. I have never been touched by anyone at Nanfeng Pavilion."
"They can hit me and yell at me, but they can never touch me, okay?"
Meng Qingluan never expected that her attempt to test whether he liked gay men would be such a humiliation.
upset.
She almost forgot the things those people had said to him.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to humiliate you. I just suddenly felt that it wasn't right to slap you in the face, so I wanted to punish you in a different way."
Meng Qingluan naturally found a very logical reason for her behavior.
Shen Yan looked up, her nose red, tears streaming down her face, like a begonia flower battered by a storm.
"Really?"
Meng Qingluan assured her, "Really."
Shen Yan believed her. He believed her words. He would believe her even if she said she would be a puppy in her next life.
She is the best, the best to him, so why shouldn't he believe her?
What right does he have to not believe it?
Having forgotten his lesson after eating a jujube, Shen Yan lowered his head and lightly pecked Meng Qingluan's lips.
"It's so kind of you."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
Damn it.
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