Ye Huan sighed, stood up, and walked towards the door.
This "misunderstanding" is really too big to explain clearly!
So difficult!
Actually, Huan didn’t really understand his feelings for Zhang Huimin either, but being with her felt very comfortable, especially every ti he ca to Zhang Huimin’s house, he felt like he was "coming ho."
This feeling was sothing that Ye Huan cherished deeply, having grown up in an orphanage before being taken away by his master to learn Kung Fu and then rushing to battle in the Dark World.
This sense of ho was sothing he had never felt anywhere else.
Not even in the "wedding house," that cold villa by the Penglai Lakefront, did he ever feel this way!
It’s just a sha that he won’t have the chance to experience this feeling again.
"Bang."
Ye Huan softly closed the door, feeling very frustrated and ready to leave.
But just then—
"Click!"
The sound of the door handle turning ca from behind, and Ye Huan turned his head in confusion.
A shadow flashed by, lunging suddenly towards Ye Huan.
Zhang Huimin looked straight at Ye Huan, biting her lip gently, her eyes full of sadness, "In this life, I’m really going to fall into your hands!"
"Sister Zhang?"
Ye Huan’s heart tightened, and he blushed awkwardly.
Zhang Huimin wrapped her long, black hair around her ear and slowly closed her eyes.
Ye Huan cald down when he ca to his senses.
This ti, he hesitated no more!
...
The evening breeze took away the lingering heat, and dusk quietly crept in from the western sky, causing the temperature in the room to drop significantly.
Afterwards, a cigarette is like bliss.
Ye Huan sat at the bedside, exhaling a long smoke ring.
Smoking with his left hand, he embraced the beauty with his right.
What bliss~
On the floor, there were clothes scattered around.
On the bedsheet, there was a deep red mark.
Zhang Huimin tenderly caressed the scratches on Ye Huan’s body, "Does it still hurt?"
Earlier, she had left nurous scratches on Ye Huan’s body.
"It doesn’t hurt." Ye Huan reassured her with a smile.
Zhang Huimin nestled like a kitten in Ye Huan’s arms, murmuring with resentnt, "When you said those words about playing hard to get, my heart died, you know?"
"I’m sorry!" Ye Huan took a deep drag on his cigarette, then exhaled a smoke ring, put out the cigarette butt, and tossed it carelessly to the floor.
He gently stroked Zhang Huimin’s silky hair and laughed, "If I hadn’t said it, how would you have let obediently set you a massage and alignnt? At the ti, the situation was urgent and couldn’t be delayed, so I had no choice but to use this tactic."
"I don’t care; you said it and that’s that, I am very angry!" Zhang Huimin glared at Ye Huan fiercely.
"You’re angry, huh? So should I coax you so more..." Ye Huan hinted playfully.
Zhang Huimin’s face suddenly turned red, "Don’t you dare!"
Ye Huan, seeing Zhang Huimin’s "fearful" expression, felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
Seeing the smug curve of Ye Huan’s lips, Zhang Huimin grew more and more irritable, her eyebrows arched as she "questioned" him: "You didn’t even take precautions—aren’t you afraid I’ll get pregnant?"
"What’s wrong with getting pregnant? If it happens, it happens; or is it that you wouldn’t want to have my child, Sister Zhang?"
"Have a child?" Zhang Huimin froze for a mont, her elegant cheeks turning red hot right after. She was only asking casually and never expected Ye Huan to answer so straightforwardly.
Such a direct answer indicated that he wanted to live with her for the long term, not just for fun.
Previously she had clearly asked him to leave but gave him another chance by letting him stay to test him.
Having confird that Ye Huan indeed only wanted to help her with alignnt and massage, and after hearing his "dark" talk, she completely dispelled her doubts and allowed him to stay.
The straightforward answer plus the good results of the test made her heart feel as sweet as if she had eaten honey.
Though sweet at heart, Zhang Huimin pretended to be displeased, letting out a "humph" before saying: "You won’t have the chance, I’m safe today."
"Huh?"
Ye Huan said with regret, "I was hoping this ti we could hit a ho run, so you’d stay tangled with for life."
"You, you... you’re dreaming!" Zhang Huimin buried her blushing face into Ye Huan’s chest, not wanting him to see just how embarrassed she was.
"Why is that a dream? I’m telling you, I never let go of such a good girl, otherwise, tell where I would find another like you when you’re gone!" Ye Huan pouted, speaking seriously.
"Am I that good..." Zhang Huimin suddenly looked very aggrieved, "Don’t you have many others? Su Qingqing, and that woman who calls you ’Oppa,’ and others that I don’t know of?"
"Stop stop!"
Ye Huan blushed and quickly gestured for a pause, "Sister Zhang, you’ve misunderstood ..."
Zhang Huimin said nothing, just humd and closed her eyes, waiting for Ye Huan’s "confession."
"Sister Zhang, let explain!"
"Su Qingqing ’forced’ into an unfair bet. If she lost, she had to kiss , so she deliberately lost, and then she forcibly kissed . I pushed her away multiple tis, but she wouldn’t give up!"
"As a man who stands tall, how could I be pressed against a wall by a woman to kiss? Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and fought back, which led to what you saw. I absolutely have no emotional links with her, although she might have a thing for , otherwise she wouldn’t have rushed to kiss !"
Ye Huan indignantly "accused" Su Qingqing of her "cris," with a loud voice and emphatic gestures that were as convincing as they were fake—an Oscar-worthy performance.
If Comrade Su Qingqing knew this about Huan’s twisting of the truth, she would absolutely be so angry she’d cough up blood and might even stab him hundreds of clear holes with a pair of scissors!
anwhile, on the other side of Tianhai City, a woman let out a big yawn.
"Did I catch a cold? Or is so bastard bad-mouthing ?" Su Qingqing muttered irritably as she wiped her nose and continued watching her film.
"Achoo!"
Ye Huan shivered, wiped his nose, and felt certain that it was that woman Su Qingqing bad-mouthing him.
What a lack of class!
"What’s wrong, do you have a cold?" Zhang Huimin asked anxiously, quickly pulling up the quilt around her to cover Ye Huan’s upper body.
"No," Ye Huan shook his head, saying helplessly, "Just soone probably cursing —being handso sure brings hate."
Zhang Huimin glared at him disapprovingly but then relaxed with a sigh.
Huan’s "counterattack" explanation she believed!
Indeed, she believed!
As soone "involved," she naturally understood how attractive Ye Huan was: reliable, secure, considerate of won, and ready to protect won regardless of danger.
What woman wouldn’t like such a man? Su Qingqing must have ulterior motives towards Ye Huan, rushing to kiss him, trying to tie him down with emotions!
Despicable!
With a serious face, Zhang Huimin cupped Ye Huan’s face in her hands, her eyes full of "threat":
"You’re not allowed to be swayed away by Su Qingqing!"
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