Chapter 14 Entering the Room

"Let go." He said coldly, secretly clenching his sleeves.

The girl seemed to be frightened by his indifference. She shrank for a moment, but clung even tighter.

Her black hair was wet and scattered on her shoulders. There was a faint blush under her snow-white skin. Her long feathery eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, covering her sparkling eyes. She was clearly innocent and shy, but revealed a hint of seduction.

There was that strange irritability again.

Push her away, Shen Yan, you can't let her get close to you again.

There seemed to be countless voices of resistance in his heart shouting together.

Shen Yan raised his hand with determination, and was about to push her away, but the wonder in his palm made him stunned instantly.

It was as if he reached out and grabbed a cloud that wanted to get close to him.

Soft, full, and filling.

When it was pushed open, it even had some elasticity.

His whole body froze.

The unfamiliar touch instantly agitated him, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

The girl lowered her head, then raised her eyes again, her lychee-like eyes misty, and she said with some joy: "Sure enough, my hands are too small, yours is just right."

...

In the dark night, Shen Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his heartbeat like a drum beside his ears.

He subconsciously moved his fingers.

There was nothing, nothing.

It was just a dream...

But the soft touch just now seemed to be vivid in his mind.

Shen Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his pounding heart.

It has been a long time since he felt panicked.

The last time was when he was eight years old and practicing sword in the mansion. His sword was so powerful that he accidentally split the Epiphyllum that his mother had worked hard to raise for three years into two buds.

Later, he and His Majesty experienced the chaos of seizing the throne and walked on the edge of life and death several times, but he never had such a feeling again.

But now, that powerless girl, with just one move, completely disturbed his heartstrings.

Many people tried to seduce him, but he had never done this before.

This is not normal.

Shen Yan pursed his lips, looking a little impatient.

Thinking about it carefully, all his abnormalities now are due to the fact that he can hear Ning Yuan's voice.

This woman must have done something to him.

What could it be?

Could she be a witch?

The feeling in the dream still lingered, he closed his eyes, and for the first time in his mind he recited the Buddhist scriptures he had read last time.

As luck would have it, Ning Yuan had just woken up from her dream.

She dreamed that Shen Yan locked her room, and then stripped off her coat, leaving her in the rouge-colored dress, and wanted to tie her to the couch.

So she struggled desperately, punching and kicking the pervert.

After kicking for a while, she woke up.

Ning Yuan rubbed her hair, looked at the quilt that she had kicked off the bed with annoyance, and said to Chuxing who was just awakened by the blow while keeping watch beside the bed: "...Who told you to tuck the corner of the quilt so tightly?"

Chuxing said sleepily: "I...wasn't I afraid that the young lady would catch a cold?"

"I don't know why, the young lady slept so badly tonight, always kicking the quilt."

Ning Yuan picked up the quilt in anger.

"Tell me, what good family would still cover themselves with a ten-pound goose down quilt in late spring?" She said word by word, "Wouldn't it be better to just cover their stomachs?" "

I know..." Chuxing shrank her neck.

Ning Yuan sighed slightly.

In fact, under the eyes of the emperor and empress, she and her stepmother had been living in peace.

Maybe because she was in the limelight that day, Ming Wei found an excuse to come to her house that night, saying that she was afraid that she would be frightened and catch a cold, and then replaced her original thin quilt with this thick goose down quilt.

This goose down quilt was indeed made of the best material, and the reason seemed to be for her sake, but it was really not suitable for the current climate.

She knew that it was probably because Shen Yan had protected her that day and made her stepmother unhappy.

After all, she was looking forward to Shen Yan marrying Ning Li so that he could be her dear son-in-law.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan looked at the starry sky outside the window and missed her mother a little.

If she were still there, she wouldn't have to suffer so much.

As she was feeling sleepy, she told Shouxing, "Go back to your room and sleep. I want to read for a while."

Shouxing nodded and lit a candle for her.

Ning Yuan rummaged through the boxes and took out a storybook.

Due to the complicated situation in her family, she didn't have any close friends except Shouxing, who grew up with her.

But people always need an outlet for emotional release.

Ning Yuan chose to read early. When

she was immersed in the pages of a book, she could become another person and experience the love, hate, and hatred in the book.

She was a not-too-picky jack of all trades. She had read everything from obscure historical books to folk storybooks. The one she held this time was called "The Long Spear Finally Turned into Soft Fingers."

This book is about a brave general who fell in love with a beautiful orphan who was already married, so he killed her husband and raped her.

She vaguely remembered that she happened to see the general tying her back to the tent and forcing them to get married. She

quickly turned to that page and saw that the orphan would rather die than obey, biting her tongue and banging her head against the wall. There was no other way, so the general had to strip her naked, tie her to the bed, and force them to consummate the marriage.

This... doesn't this almost coincide with her previous dream?

Ning Yuan felt a little uneasy in her heart, and pursed her lips in fear, thinking: Shen Yan might not be that perverted, at least she was wearing a small dress in the dream.

... In the dream, small dress?

Shen Yan, who had almost fallen asleep again, heard this and suddenly opened his eyes. His heart, which had just been calm, was instantly filled with shock.

How could she know what kind of dream he had? !

Shen Yan suddenly lost all sleepiness.

He lay on his back on the bed, somewhat incredulous.

Did she really know?

Not sure, let's listen again.

Ning Yuan turned the page, and felt more distressed as she read.

Was he too unkind to women?

Men are much stronger than women, and everyone knows that the softer the parts, the more fragile they are?

If he used so much force, he would definitely hurt her.

Shen Yan's brows furrowed deeper, and he glanced sideways at the hands that had committed the crime so boldly in the dream.

He didn't want to take advantage of her, nor did he want to hurt her.

He just didn't like being touched by others, so he wanted to push her away.

That's all.

But wasn't that a dream?

Why could she feel it?

He clenched his palms slightly, and thought of the soft cloud-like feeling in his dream, and then he vaguely discovered a terrible fact.

He clearly remembered the touch in the dream.

So, Ning Yuan remembered it, which should be... reasonable, right?

Shen Yan's body trembled slightly.

He was rarely shrouded in an emotion called guilt.

He was a little afraid to face the absurd dream.

He was not like this.

He was polite and had limits in his actions. Everything that happened with Ning Yuan was obviously just a coincidence.

In an instant, Shen Yan heard his father's gentle teachings: "Everything has its traces. Isn't it a way to evade responsibility to blame everything on accidents?"

"The sons of the Shen family would never do that."

Under the candlelight, Ning Yuan turned another page, and it was the final chapter of this wedding night.

In the book, the general vented his anger and left, his red dress scattered all over the floor, and the orphan curled up helplessly, her tears soaking the pillow.

Alas...

Ning Yuan felt a little sad.

I don't know if he will give up or take responsibility for her.

Give up?

Shen Yan simply sat up from the couch, his lips straightened, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

That was the behavior of a villain.

If he had thought about "giving up" from the beginning, why didn't he restrain himself to avoid chaos?

Ning Yuan, this woman, had been trying to deliberately attract his attention since she was a child. He had restrained himself from paying attention to her for several years.

He didn't know what ability she used to suddenly let him hear her inner voice.

He didn't even know what witchcraft she used to go to this absurd dream with him.

But he claimed to be a gentleman, and since things had come to this point, he would not be an irresponsible villain.

But before taking responsibility, he must understand the ins and outs, and not let her cling to him and use him for nothing.

At the end of the conversation, Ning Yuan closed the book angrily. Just as she was about to blow out the candle and go to bed, she heard a few very light knocks on the door.

Was it the stars?

Could it be that she was alone and couldn't sleep, so she wanted to look for her again?

Ning Yuan didn't think much about it. He walked over with his coat on. When he opened the door, he met those amber eyes that were always cold.

She and he looked at each other, only fright remained.

Before she screamed, it was Shen Yan's slender jade hand that covered her lips.

He flashed into the room, quickly closed the door, and bolted it from the inside. He whispered in her ear, "It's not that I mean to disturb Miss Ning so late at night, but it's urgent, so I'm sorry for being so presumptuous."

"Mmm..." Ning Yuan desperately pulled at his hand.

Not letting her speak would be fine, but why did he cover her nose as well?

Did Shen Yan want to suffocate her to death?

She could hardly breathe!

Hearing her inner voice, Shen Yan hesitated for a moment and warned, "Don't shout, speak softly."

Ning Yuan nodded with tears in her eyes.

As soon as Shen Yan released his hand, she immediately clutched the collar of her coat and hid behind the bed curtains, revealing only half of her head. She tilted her head and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"What are you... doing here in the middle of the night?"

Compared to her, who casually put on a coat over her thin pajamas, the man in front of her was neatly dressed, and although his black hair was only half tied up with a headband, he was not as reserved as usual, but had a different kind of casualness and laziness. It was obvious at

first glance that it was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but something he had been thinking about for a long time.

With candlelight in his indifferent eyes, he stared at her intently, sneered and asked: "What do you think?"

She clearly knew their dream, why was she pretending to be a fool here?

The locked door, the sneering Shen Yan, and her not properly dressed.

Everything was exactly in line with her previous nightmare.

He, he, he... he wouldn't want to rob her, would he?

A good woman would not suffer a loss in front of her. Ning Yuan's fingers tightly held the bed frame, her lips trembling, looking at him pitifully: "Please..."

"Ning Yuan, I'm not as dirty as you." The man interrupted her coldly, "I advise you to hand over those things as soon as possible, and I will be responsible for you."

"...What things?" Ning Yuan was confused.

And how was she dirty?

...If having such a dream is considered dirty.

But she was at the age of falling in love for the first time, and she had read too many storybooks, so it was normal for her to have such a dream occasionally?

Shen Yan was so angry that his teeth itched.

"Ning Yuan, are you still pretending to be stupid?"

She had already admitted that it was a dream in her heart, but who was she showing that innocent and seductive look?

"Then don't blame me for doing it myself."

Shen Yan walked towards her with a cold face and long legs.

Ning Yuan was so scared that she quickly closed her eyes, hugged her clothes and squatted on the ground.

Who would have thought that the rough tearing that was expected did not happen. Shen Yan walked to her bed and lifted her bedding.

In a short while, he had turned the house upside down.

Ning Yuan squatted beside him, completely dumbfounded.

In the novels, there are many male protagonists who don't like to talk.

But the way others express their love is to take it by force.

How can Shen Yan... rob a house?