Chapter 25 Acting Coquettishly

Shen Yan never thought that such a thing would happen to him.

He was a favored son of heaven, and the young ladies in the capital who admired him could line up from the palace gate to the city gate.

But his fiancée was now in his arms, meeting others in her dreams, whispering special pet names, and coveting other men's chests!

Maybe she would do something even more excessive.

The claws in front of him were still not taken down.

Shen Yan changed from hugging her with a red face to hugging her with a cold face.

The only thing that did not change was that he still strode forward.

When he sent her back to the room, he would definitely order a bowl of sobering soup and ask her what she dreamed about.

In the dream, Ning Yuan looked at the thinner Star, and the more she looked, the more distressed she felt. She pinched him gently, and her tone softened.

"I think you've become too small, I still like you the way you were before."

"I'll give you more supplements later."

After saying that, she finally dropped her hand.

Shen Yan's face became uglier and uglier.

What did he hear?

She said her "little star" had become too small?

But she was clearly pinching herself now.

...Isn't it just that she dislikes his chest muscles not as big as Pei Zixing's?

He is not a military general, why does he need to train so big?

Besides, he is not small, right?

She also said that she liked him the way he was before.

It seems that this is not the first time that Pei Zixing has appeared in her dream.

This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team. Shen Yan felt that there was a fire in his heart that had nowhere to go. He was upset and his hands tightened unconsciously.

When his five fingers were filled with warmth, he suddenly remembered his dream.

It was almost the same feeling. His

originally irritable heartbeat accelerated a little, and his Adam's apple rolled without a sound.

But he heard the woman in his arms laughing coquettishly: "Xiao Xingxing, you are so brave, you dare to tickle me!"

...

Shen Yan suddenly turned Ning Yuan over and carried her on his shoulders.

If this continued, if Ning Yuan did something inappropriate with Pei Zixing in her dream, I am afraid he would also be responsible.

Chuxing was fluttering in the wind, her face flushed with shame, she wished she could turn around and jump into the river and never come out again.

Now, the fact that the young lady is actually very unrefined in private can no longer be concealed!

Lord Shen will definitely dislike her for not being dignified enough.

She quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Shen Yan, but saw that his usually calm and handsome face was stained with anger, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Look, look, the young lady had blushed and turned pale because of Lord Shen's anger before, and now she is blushing again.

She had to do something for the young lady to save her remaining image.

She pursed her lips and said softly: "Lord Shen, don't get me wrong, the young lady is rarely like this on weekdays."

"Rarely?" Shen Yan sneered.

Very few words, probably more than once, but not more than ten times.

But he already felt a lot.

He had only had such a dream once, and he was extremely ashamed and angry, and decided to fulfill the engagement.

She was a lady from a noble family, and it would be fine if she dreamed of him.

How could she be so shameless with a strange man in her dream.

"Does she call him 'little star' every time?"

Zhuxing nodded hurriedly: "Yes, the lady always calls him like this in private, so she has never changed it in her dreams. I hope Lord Shen will not be surprised..."

Haha, he looks timid and cowardly on weekdays, and calls him General Pei all the time.

It turns out that he always calls him "little star" in private.

Shen Yan paused.

"Then how does your young lady call me?"

"This... this..."

Young lady usually calls Lord Shen in all kinds of strange ways.

What unlucky things, what dead brother, what ice face...

None of them are good to be said outside.

"Young lady has always been respectful to you, and always calls you Lord Shen when talking about you."

Oh, why did she call him so strangely, and never called him "Little Yanyan"?

They obviously knew each other earlier, right?

"How long has she called him like this?"

"Ah... only... only thirteen or fourteen years, I can't remember the exact time."

She was picked by the lady to be with the young lady when she was two years old.

Thirteen or fourteen years.

Very good.

Pei Zixing is older than him.

Thirteen years ago, when the previous emperor was hunting, he shot an arrow through three floating lanterns at the age of seven, and since then he has become famous.

...She was just a baby at that time, but she was so impressed by him?

Shen Yan couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

He just felt depressed, irritable, and burning with anger.

When he returned to Ning Yuan's room, he had just put her on the bed, and the little maid who followed him all the way said, "I'll go and make sobering soup for the young lady!"

After saying that, she hurried out, leaving him with only her back.

Shen Yan knew in his heart that he should leave here at this moment, but his feet couldn't move.

He walked back to the couch as if possessed by a ghost, staring at the girl sleeping on the couch.

Her black hair was scattered all over the pillow, and a smile that was not sure whether it was drunkenness or complacency was bent on her lips, and there was a faint blush under her eyes.

There was a little charm in her purity that made people want to get close to her.

Perhaps it was the dim candlelight that did the trick, but he inexplicably felt that she was like a little cat that had deliberately turned its belly over for him to see, making him want to touch her.

When he came to his senses, his fingers had already reached her face.

Even if he moved forward a little bit, he could touch the softness that was so close.

His eyes dimmed slightly.

He paused, and finally curled up his fingers.

He couldn't do this for no reason when she was unconscious.

He sat on the round stool beside the bed and began to reflect on himself for the first time.

He knew that he didn't care about beauty, and especially felt that couples should not only indulge in desires, but should focus on supporting each other.

But Ning Yuan seemed to be an exception.

When he first saw her, he knew that the girl in front of him, who was as soft as a persimmon and could be manipulated by anyone, was Ning Yuan, who was betrothed to him.

He didn't like her timid nature, nor did he like her reserved behavior.

But from then on, he always paid attention to her.

But he knew that she was definitely not the wife he wanted to marry.

She was not thoughtful enough, nor was she steady and dignified enough.

Therefore, he kept his distance from her on purpose, not wanting to delay her future.

Later, accidents happened frequently, and he felt that she might still grow up. If he cultivated and guided her, she might become what he expected in the future.

But last time, she was framed by her stepmother and drowned in the pond. He had to hold her in his arms himself. She was so fragile in the water that she seemed to be broken at the touch. He suddenly wanted to support her.

To support a space where she could be free.

Since then, he often missed the softness in his arms at that time.

He had to admit that he did have selfish motives, so after the dinner tonight, he held her back without hesitation.

Otherwise, according to his previous temper, he should have called a few servants to carry her back in a sedan chair. This book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you. What happened to him? This

book is exclusively compiled by the LK team for you. He is sure that he still doesn't like people with timid temperaments, but he does have different feelings for her.

Want to see her, want to touch her.

He shouldn't be like this.

While thinking, the little maid beside Ning Yuan came back with the sobering soup and said respectfully: "I have blown this sobering soup to make it slightly warm, just enough to feed the young lady. Lord Shen, please go to another place and sit for a while."

Shen Yan changed his mind and stretched out his palm to her.

"I'll feed her."

Zhuxing was a little surprised, and then happily put the sobering soup in Shen Yan's hand.

"Don't worry, Lord Shen, I will definitely guard outside!"

Shen Yan nodded and stirred the medicine in the bowl with a spoon. He thought to himself, although Ning Yuan misses Pei Zixing all day long, her maid... seems to be more looking forward to him and her getting along well.

When she heard that he wanted to take the initiative to take care of Ning Yuan, the happiness in her eyes was not fake. He

really has better vision than Ning Yuan herself.

He feels relieved to have such a person by the side of this idiot.

Shen Yan stirred for a while, and looked at Ning Yuan who was sleeping peacefully on the couch again.

Then he pursed his lips tightly, raised his hand and pinched her cheek.

The slender fingers trembled a little nervously, and with a little force, they easily sank into the soft flesh of the girl's cheeks, forcing her lips to open slightly.

It was as if he was holding a cloud that he could knead at will.

Shen Yan had a smile in his eyes that he didn't even notice, and he felt that his description of her was very appropriate.

He had to admit that his Persimmon Girl was really easy to pinch.

He poured a flat spoonful of sobering soup into her.

In her sleep, Ning Yuan, who was having a reunion dinner with Zhuo Xing, was suddenly choked by the soup and started coughing violently.

After coughing for a while, she opened her eyes hazily, only to see Shen Yan sitting in front of her, with his cheeks inexplicably sore.

...What is he doing?

She reached her hand to her cheek and touched the back of his hand, which was slightly cold.

Ning Yuan's memory still remains on the big rock she leaned against before falling asleep. Moreover, Shen Yan never took the initiative to touch her.

Even the man did not mean to dodge at this moment.

"Shen Yan?" She tried to call softly, "It's so strange, why did I dream about you?"

Ning Yuan thought that the man in front of her would ignore her, but he suddenly said: "Is it strange to dream about me? Then why didn't you feel strange when you called Xiao Xingxing?"

All these abnormalities made her sure that she just changed her dream.

"What's so strange about this?" Ning Yuan was puzzled.

The soup that was coughed out before was stained on the lips, and as the lips opened and closed, it became a little sticky in the blink of an eye.

Ning Yuan just felt that she was very tired and too lazy to move.

Fortunately, this was a dream. Ning Yuan frowned and ordered the person in front of her: "Why are you pinching my face? Why don't you wipe it for me?"

She raised her finger to her lips and raised her chin.

"You want me... to help you wipe your mouth?" There was some surprise in the man's eyes.

She was really rude.

"Yes." The girl blinked, and her usually clear eyes seemed a little blurred. "I feel sore all over, as if I was shaken to pieces. I really don't have the strength to get up."

Shen Yan looked down at her silently.

He wondered whether she was sore because she was bearing the pain herself or tired in the dream.

The girl looked back at him for a moment, and seeing that he was silent, she carefully pulled his hand off his cheek, held it in her palm and shook it lightly.

"Please."

Her voice was originally clear and beautiful, and now it had a rather gentle ending tone, coupled with the pair of soft little hands that were holding his and shaking him gently -

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, and his ears gradually turned red.

He had little experience in the relationship between men and women, and he realized belatedly that she was probably acting coquettishly.

Ning Yuan now was completely different from usual.

For a moment, he could not tell which one was the real her and which one was deliberately pretending.

The corners of his lips straightened, and he quickly pulled his hands away, stood up and threw her a handkerchief, and then handed the sobering soup to her.

"Drink it first, and wipe it yourself after you finish."

His tone was calm, and he lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the emotions in his eyes.

Ning Yuan felt that Shen Yan in the dream was much more interesting than in reality.

On weekdays, he was always calm and composed, and said some harsh words lightly. Now in the dream, he seemed to become innocent and shy about his words and deeds.

She suddenly became very curious about how shy Shen Yan could be now.

She shook her head and stared at him intently, with a pitiful request in her spring-like eyes: "Then can you feed me with your own hands?"

... Why did she start to act coquettishly again?

Shen Yan only felt that the sweet fragrance in the room seemed to become stronger.

Has she always been so alluring in dreams?

Thinking of her previous words in the dream, he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

In fact, he could have exposed her and told her that this was no longer a dream, but reality.

But when he looked at that beautiful and charming face, he began to have some thoughts of procrastination.

Wait a little longer.

Let's see what tricks she can play.

Besides, he had promised the little maid that he would feed her the medicine himself, didn't he?

Just pretend that she didn't wake up.

After Shen Yan convinced himself in his heart, he lifted his robe and sat down, saying in a light voice: "Sit up by yourself."

Ning Yuan saw that he was about to give in, so he naturally knew to stop while he was ahead. He quickly put a pillow behind his waist and sat up with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Shen Yan!"

She deliberately made her voice very soft.

Shen Yan's hand trembled slightly, and the spoon and the bowl made a crisp "clang" sound.

Ning Yuan didn't know whether he felt disgusted or ashamed.

But no matter what mood he was in, being able to tear off the calm mask of a calm person would always make her feel unspeakable happiness.

She was in a very good mood now.

She had to admit that she liked this covert way more than provoking openly.

Just like she always liked to draw in the "Revenge Record", no matter how dark things crawled in her mind, the moment she put down the pen, as long as her heart was happy, the revenge would be over.

In front of others, she was still the quiet and gentle young lady.

She had no real backer to rely on, so she had to swallow her anger in many things in reality, and she had to plan everything for her own future.

But it was different in dreams, she could be reckless and do whatever she wanted.

Shen Yan fed her the bowl of soup spoon by spoon.

As soon as he put down the porcelain bowl, she stuffed the handkerchief back into his hand, then raised her head pitifully and pointed at her lips.

Silence is better than words.

Her lips were stained with moisture, just like the fullness and plumpness when he covered her lips to breathe that day.

His eyes were heavy.

It seemed that a crazy idea was about to burst out in his heart.

He suddenly raised his hand, pinched her chin, and bent over to get closer to her.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will do something offensive to you?"

For example... just kiss her lips like this.

He only needs to lower his head a little more.

Their eyes met.

Ning Yuan was forced to look up at him, her eyes were extremely calm, letting his breath fall on her lips.

"I'm not afraid."

The tone was soft, with a lingering sound.

Her eyelashes curled, and she blinked as she looked at him, showing an almost natural trust.

After all, it was a dream, and no one knew except her.

No matter whether she ascended the throne in a dream, or died in a dream, even if she was having a beautiful spring dream with Shen Yan right now, she would still be the unlucky person in the Duke's Mansion when she woke up.

Shen Yan stared at the innocent face in front of him, and listened to her shameless voice that was completely different from the temperament revealed by this face. He suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were not threatening at all compared to her.

He struggled in his heart for a long time, and the gentlemanly etiquette he had received since childhood made him let go at this moment.

Finally, he was completely defeated.

She thought she was in a dream and could still act recklessly.

But he was very sober.

He couldn't take advantage of her.

Everything tonight seemed a little out of control.

He shouldn't have stayed in her room for so long, and lied to her that she was dreaming now.

Before he could ask the question, he let everything develop to this point.

After wiping her mouth, he left immediately.

Shen Yan's thumb touched her soft lips through the handkerchief. He stopped looking at her and let the clean white handkerchief rub around her lips for a few times. Then he threw it down in a hurry, and it fluttered in front of her.

"I'm leaving. Have a good rest."

Was he dreaming... Was he angry and upset?

Ning Yuan was a little surprised.

She couldn't let him go so easily.

"Brother Shen Yan." She asked him to stay.

"...Don't call me like that."

"Oh, okay." She responded lightly.

Shen Yan didn't expect her to agree so readily, and he felt a little annoyed for a while.

"Brother Zhiyu."

She waved at him.

"Come here."

... She actually changed to a more intimate name than before. The

gentle call still echoed in his ears. He took a deep breath, hesitated for a while, and finally walked over.