Since the two of them registered their marriage, he had never crossed any boundaries with her and treated her extrely well, truly, extrely well.
Compared to Shen Zui’s kindness, compared to Song Yichuan’s warmth, this type of care made her feel more comfortable and secure.
He didn’t put pressure on her, nor did he make her feel guilty. He gave her enough space to have her own thoughts and choices.
She lived more like the person she wanted to be, and bit by bit, she was becoming the person she dread of being.
Song Yansheng indeed was soone with very high emotional intelligence. Thinking carefully, his approach of not forcing or demanding things was akin to slowly boiling a frog, subtle yet effective.
All the warnings, reminders, and boundaries she initially set for herself were, ti and again, invisibly shattered, ignored, and forgotten.
She indeed felt more like herself, but occasionally, she also truly felt unlike herself.
She didn’t know which was the right way, nor did she know if continuing like this was correct for her...
At this mont, as she stared at the handso and unparalleled face of the man in front of her, a surge of emotions welled up even more intensely in her heart...
Suddenly, her eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes and leaned forward...
A certain sweetness started to overflow from Song Yansheng’s heart, and little by little, it spread throughout his body.
...
Shi Nuan ran into the bathroom to wash her hands all by herself, genuinely frightened.
She hadn’t even put on her shoes before dashing out of sight.
When the bathroom door was slamd shut, Song Yansheng really felt like sighing.
Tonight, he had intended to "punish" her a little.
Even though eting Shen Zui wasn’t her fault, he still had fire in his heart and needed to extinguish it sohow.
However, promises couldn’t be broken. With only five days left, Xiao Chuan Shouqi would be over, and after more than a month, he had waited long enough.
Why wait a few more days?
But at this point, it was indeed crucial to wait those few days!
However...
Thinking about everything that happened earlier, his heart was surprisingly satisfied.
A very wonderful experience, wasn’t it?
...
In the bathroom, Shi Nuan had already washed her hands for the fourth ti with soap.
The redness on her face still hadn’t faded away.
After washing her hands for the fifth ti, she shakily brought her hands to her nose for a sniff.
A pleasant sll, fruity soap.
They should be clean by now...
She exhaled, looking at her hands, and recalled the scenes from a mont ago...
No, she had to wash them two more tis. Really, it would be so embarrassing otherwise...
Shi Nuan wasn’t sure how many tis she washed her hands, and it wasn’t realizing she didn’t need to wash any more that stopped her.
It was soone knocking on the door.
Song Yansheng’s voice ca through the frosted glass door: "Nuannuan, are you done?"
Shi Nuan frowned, the face that had just cald slightly flushed red again.
She quickly grabbed a dry towel and wiped her hands haphazardly, saying: "Yes... yes!"
As she prepared to open the door, she tried to reinforce herself: They’re a married couple, married couple, this is nothing, nothing...
Yes, this is nothing...
Shi Nuan opened the bathroom door, her face still red, but her expression feigned calmness.
This version of Shi Nuan amused Song Yansheng but also made her seem more adorable. He understood her thoughts and didn’t point them out, just said: "It’s late, let’s sleep!"
Shi Nuan replied with an "Mm", without raising her head to glance at the man in front of her. She walked straight past him and swiftly got into bed, lying down.
Song Yansheng looked at the small figure on the bed and once again couldn’t help but laugh. He walked into the bathroom, washed his hands, and did a simple clean-up.
When he returned to bed, Shi Nuan had already closed her eyes, her breathing even.
Song Yansheng turned off the light, and in the darkness, he reached out and embraced Shi Nuan into his arms. It seed Shi Nuan’s body stiffened for a mont.
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