Chapter 170

As Wu Yue'er narrated, fragmented memories surfaced in Shen Yan's mind one by one, and only then did he realize that this carefree girl had always been serious; the reason she was so close to him and let down her guard wasn't because Wu Yue'er lacked boundaries between men and women, but simply because he was the only exception.

"I had a guess about this before, but..."

Before Shen Yan could finish, he was interrupted by Wu Yue'er: "But I fooled you, right! I know you have a girlfriend, and your relationship is exceptionally close. Once it's exposed, you would definitely distance yourself from me just like you did with Youwei, wouldn't you?"

"I'm sorry!"

Facing a girl who liked him so much, it was impossible not to be moved, but Shen Yan didn't know how to respond to these feelings and could only lower his head, not daring to look at her.

"Setting Hao Anqi aside, have you ever felt a heartbeat for me?" Wu Yue'er asked, filled with anticipation.

"I cannot betray Hao Anqi!"

"But I can feel it, you do like me!" Wu Yue'er was very dissatisfied with his answer.

"That's not liking; at most, it's just lusting after your body."

Just after saying it, Shen Yan slapped his own mouth; what kind of nonsense was he spouting? He had only had a little to drink and was already starting to ramble.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue'er was not angry at all; instead, she giggled and threw off the quilt.

At this moment, her upper body was bare, and she wore a pair of black casual trousers on her lower body. She knelt on the Large Bed, moved step by step toward Shen Yan, and said with a firm gaze: "If you lust after my body, I'll give it to you, and I don't need you to take responsibility. After tonight, I'll pretend nothing ever happened."

After saying this, Wu Yue'er directly tackled Shen Yan onto the Large Bed and once again took the initiative to kiss Shen Yan's lips; Shen Yan was dumbfounded.

Damn it, why is it like this again!

Getting to sleep with someone for free without needing to take responsibility, what is the point?

But since she had already said that, if Shen Yan were to turn away such a stunning beauty, would he even be a man? Therefore, this time, Shen Yan did not push Wu Yue'er away.

He hugged Wu Yue'er's delicate body tightly, indulging in the wonderful sensation brought by her sexy red lips.

That previous sentence was indeed his heartfelt truth; he did lust after Wu Yue'er's body—not to mention her curves, her face was as beautiful and delicate as a flower, and the key was that she also had a pair of intoxicatingly long legs.

It is said they are fully 115cm long, straight, slender, smooth, and delicate, with the tender flesh on her legs distributed perfectly and evenly, without a single bit of excess or deficiency.

Truly a "legs for years" series!

Additionally, her toenails were painted with pink nail polish.

Shen Yan held her small feet and examined them curiously; Wu Yue'er felt a bit embarrassed and told him not to look, but Shen Yan complimented her, saying, "Very beautiful."

Then he reached out and grabbed the waistband of those black casual trousers to pull them down; unlike ordinary girls who would be shy or coy, Wu Yue'er arched her hips slightly, cooperating very well.

Shen Yan kissed his way up from her calves, kissing every inch of Wu Yue'er's skin, from her knees up to her thighs; Wu Yue'er was kissed until she giggled and asked, "Are you a leg fetishist, kissing so carefully?"

"It's mainly because your legs are beautiful—no, everything about you is beautiful, I want to kiss everywhere." At this moment, Shen Yan's brain was still a bit dizzy, and he spoke almost without thinking.

He said whatever came to mind.

Wu Yue'er felt her heart melt upon hearing this and said affectionately, "I am yours; you can kiss me however you want."

This sentence was like a fuse, instantly igniting the purest desire deep within Shen Yan's heart; he kissed Wu Yue'er's red lips again and grabbed her soft flesh with both hands.

"Mm... hmph!" Wu Yue'er let out another soft moan, her delicate body trembling and twisting; Shen Yan was truly powerful once he took the initiative, and those large hands seemed to be electrified, leaving a trail of numbness wherever they passed.

Yet she couldn't muster any strength at all, just lying there, passively enduring everything.

Shen Yan had a tall, sturdy build, while Wu Yue'er had fair skin and a well-proportioned, slender figure; she wrapped herself around Shen Yan like an octopus, appearing somewhat petite and fragile.

Quietly, the last small piece of clothing on both of them fell to the floor.

Being treated so intimately by Shen Yan and having surrendered everything, Wu Yue'er felt not a shred of regret; she hugged Shen Yan tightly and asked if Shen Yan loved her.

Shen Yan didn't say anything to ruin the mood; he kissed Wu Yue'er's delicate face lightly and said, "Love."

Wu Yue'er said Shen Yan was a thief, having stolen her heart without her knowing, and he wouldn't even return it; Shen Yan was speechless.

He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that he had never actively flirted with any girl, not even Hao Anqi; he was the one who was pursued.

However, since things had reached this point, he had no mind to worry about those messy matters; his brain was dizzy, and he was like a wild beast, galloping recklessly across the battlefield, picking his targets!

That night, the two were like dry wood meeting a raging fire, igniting at the slightest touch; the residential complex was noisy, with the sounds of children laughing and chasing, the chatter of adults, and the faint, intermittent sound of a guitar being played.

Someone was singing "One Like Summer, One Like Autumn."

When we first met, I didn't like you much~

Who knew we would become so close later~

We are one like summer, one like autumn~

Yet we can always turn winter into spring~

Having encountered changes and now receiving the affection of her beloved, Wu Yue'er threw all her thoughts to the back of her mind and passionately entangled herself with Shen Yan.

The great battle did not last too long; in his drunken state, Shen Yan was somewhat lacking in stamina, and after only half an hour, he collapsed onto Wu Yue'er and fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, Wu Yue'er was drenched in sweat and panting; it took a great deal of effort for her to roll Shen Yan over, and she endured the pain to wipe the sweat from Shen Yan's body with a towel before turning down the heat.

After completing all the procedures, she snuggled into Shen Yan's embrace, feeling as sweet as honey; like a little kitten, her palm stroked across his broad, solid chest, and she felt completely at peace.

"Goodnight! My man!"

She muttered silently, then closed her eyes and drifted into dreamland.

The next day, in the gray morning light, a gloomy curtain shrouded the earth, as if the stuffiness of the night had not yet fully faded. Birds flew onto the branches early, chirping and singing, seemingly welcoming the arrival of a new day.

Shen Family master bedroom.

Various clothes were piled up messily on the floor: a small green camisole, cartoon panties, a matching bra... some were Wu Yue'er's, and some were Shen Yan's.

At this moment, a young man and woman were lying on the Large Bed; Wu Yue'er had one lotus-root-like arm exposed outside the quilt, hugging Shen Yan's neck tightly, her head resting on Shen Yan's arm, her tall figure graceful and charming, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, as if she had dreamed of something happy.