Chapter 118

118. Chapter 118 Embarrassment 2

Shangguan Yun didn't speak, just smiled at me; the two of us stood there like idiots, stiff and cold, not knowing to go lie on the bed.

When the instant noodles were about to be done, I hurriedly reached out to pick them up, but I hit the basket full of condoms; the basket lightly rolled off the table, and the floor ended up covered in condoms.

At that moment I was extremely embarrassed, not knowing what to do.

I saw Shangguan Yun squat down, pick them up one by one and put them in the basket; after picking them up he stood holding the basket, with no intention of putting it down, a smirk crossing his mouth as he said to me, "How about we try them out?"

"Ah..." I exclaimed, still not reacting, staring blankly at the condom in his hand.

Shangguan Yun quickly grabbed that thing, pulled me into his embrace and kissed my lips, replacing his usual gentleness with dominance and urgent need; while kissing me, his big hand roamed over my body, slowly moving upward from below into my pajamas, slowly climbing up to my chest; when his hand lightly touched my chest, I, being very sensitive, pushed him away.

His gaze seemed to have a ball of fire burning fiercely.

"I, I want to eat the instant noodles, I'm hungry." I said somewhat stammeringly.

"Don't eat yet, let me hug you first, okay?" Shangguan Yun seemed still caught up in the previous state, not having reacted, he reached out and pulled me into his embrace again.

When he tried to kiss me again, I shoved him away with all my strength, really hard; perhaps he never expected me to push that hard, he had no guard, and as a result he stumbled and fell to the ground from my push.

Seeing him knocked down by my push, I immediately squatted to help him up and asked, "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

What on earth happened tonight, one embarrassing thing after another occurred, I was utterly embarrassed.

Shangguan Yun just gave me a comforting look, smiled at me, then stood up; after standing he picked up the instant noodles and said, "Come eat the noodles." I obediently followed behind him.

Shangguan Yun first placed the instant noodles, then pulled me onto the bed, covered me nicely with the blanket, and then brought the noodles over for me to eat.

PS: "That Liu Mang Kissed My Lips" has been over a month, thank you to all who have consistently supported Yangyang.

Although Yangyang didn't think his writing was very good. I really have never said my writing was good.

Although it's not that good, yet someone likes to read it, so Yangyang, no matter how busy, will treat it seriously and responsibly write it well.

This story entered VIP again, and as a result got scolded badly; actually I know that once you enter VIP you'll be scolded, but I still entered VIP.

Entering VIP is the editor's affirmation of my work, also a kind of protection for my work, and there is a small manuscript fee to be earned.

Many people don't understand why not enter VIP from the start, why post some public version to let people get hooked before going VIP,

Actually Yangyang has never explained it well; actually, at the beginning Yangyang also didn't know whether his work could enter VIP. Only when the editor found me and signed the contract could one enter VIP. Of course I wouldn't refuse the opportunity to enter VIP. Yangyang is just a vulgar person; a gentleman loves wealth, acquiring it properly; I think earning money through my own labor is not something shameful.

Many people say they really like to read it, but they have no money, so I can only say sorry to them.

Originally Yangyang didn't want to talk any more nonsense, but today someone claiming to be an editor said some unpleasant things in the comment section below; I read it N times but still couldn't see what he thought was bad. He just said there's too much dialogue and too few words per chapter, not suitable for a print edition. Based solely on that he judged my writing as trash, and I could only treat it as a joke; whether suitable or not for print, it seems unrelated to him.

Yangyang originally wanted to reply to him, but after thinking I decided to forget it; he likes to talk, let him talk, so I directly blocked his IP and deleted his post. Now Yangyang directly ignores these non-malicious posts, because I've become numb; if someone could point out where Yangyang's writing is bad, Yangyang would certainly humbly accept it. But he can't point anything out.

Later, that person actually added me on QQ, and I chatted with him a bit.

I thought he was an editor from some website, but actually he's just a first-round editor of an agency studio.

I felt a bit discouraged; I myself also run a studio. He's just a first-round editor; after chatting with him I found he's not professional at all—if it were me, I wouldn't want that kind of editor.

Hehe, seems to have gone off-topic.

Yangyang just wanted to come up and chatter a few paragraphs, vent some grievances.

In short, your support is my motivation.

Even coding files at midnight doesn't feel tiring anymore.

Hehe...

Today I added an extra chapter; Yangyang will continue to work hard.

Floated away...

Also, I should mention that I know my writing has many typos; please bear with me...