Translated by: Cherry
The two of them went upstairs, but what Yisheng had not expected was that the whole penthouse was expanded into an open-style bedroom with a bathroom. Wasn’t it a bit of a waste to have such a large and empty bedroom? The furniture inside were all beige-colored. The bedding were all white, and it caused people to feel that the whole place was too clean!!
It was one thing for him to like such an easily-dirtied color, but the fact that the furnishings were so clean and tidy made it hard for her to accept. She had always thought that guys would have piles of smelly socks, and would have sloppy messes on the table.
She hesitated, unable to move. Song Anchen turned his head back to look at her, “What’s the matter?”
Yisheng raised her head to look at him pitifully, “Are we sleeping together?” This was a question, but what she meant was, there was only one bedroom and one bed, this was obviously his bedroom. If he brought her here to sleep, were they meant to sleep together? It was definitely a question, and everyone who had good judgment would agree that it was a question. However, Song Anchen seemed to take this question as a rhetorical one. He slightly frowned, and thought seriously, as if he had made a big decision, “Can you promise that you won’t jump me?”
“Cough cough,” Yisheng choked on her saliva, getting angry. His words made her seem like an extremely perverted woman. That time in the past was only because she was drunk and she was not sober. This time, she was sober. She had completely forgotten the reason why she had asked the question just now, and started to focus on this sentence, “I’m not that kind of person, anyway, I’m having my period now, so I can’t jump you.”
“Well, then we can sleep together,” Song Anchen smiled, his squinted eyes were extremely enchanting, but his tone was especially annoying. Yisheng was immediately stunned into silence. Why did his words make it sound like she was asking him to let her sleep with him?
She immediately jumped three feet away, “I’ll just sleep on the floor.”
“You can’t,” Song Anchen smiled innocently, “Your period came, you’ll catch a cold.”
“I’ll sleep on the sofa.”
“You can’t, this sofa is made of buffalo leather, it’s cooling and it isn’t good for your body.”
(T/N: This is a little hard to explain, but there’s a term in Chinese medicine, you can search it up, ‘heatiness’. There’s this concept where things can be heaty or cooling, when you’re on your period, you shouldn’t eat/do things that make you more ‘cool’. That sort of thing.)
Yisheng moved her mouth. She could not think of any other possible places for her to sleep in at the moment, so she could only raise her gaze, “Then how about you suffer a little and sleep on the floor or the sofa?”
“Since I promised to sleep with you, naturally, I won’t go back on my word,” After he said that, he grabbed her hand and led her to the bedside, making her sit down on the bed, “You can lie down and sleep first, I’ll go take a shower.”
After he said that, he walked to the bathroom that was at the side of the room. Yisheng sat on the bed, stunned, breathing anxiously a few times. Why was her heart beating so fast?
She tried her best to calm down, her ears were filled with the sound of water which caused her to feel even more anxious. She was like an imperial concubine that had waited for a long time for the emperor to visit her, and now, he was finally visiting her. However, the imperial concubine would be happy in this situation, but she was feeling scared.
She was scared that she could not control herself! Although she was not a pervert, she always felt an itchy feeling in her heart when it came to Song Anchen. When faced with such a devastatingly handsome, clean, and youthful face, with a pair of dazed but charming eyes, she always felt the urge to keep him somewhere. She was still a little confused as to whether she had been acting out because she was drunk, or if it was instinct when she slept with him that time.
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. She directly burrowed into the blankets, covering herself with the blanket and trying not to think about it. There was a faint fragrance, and it had the same scent as Song Anchen himself, causing her to feel even more worked up.
She shook her head, continuously telling herself, stay calm, stay calm, go to sleep.
While she was muttering to herself, Song Anchen walked out of the bathroom. His wet hair was still dripping water and was dripping from his forehead to his collarbones and downwards, wetting his pajamas. He was wearing same kind of bathrobe-style pajamas as Yisheng, the ribbon at his waist was loosened, as if it would open up anytime to expose him. Yisheng narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the view of a pretty man who had just come out of the bathroom. She swallowed her saliva and continued to mutter to herself, stay calm, stay calm, go to sleep.
When Song Anchen sat on the bed and wiped his hair, he casually glanced at Yisheng, happening to catch her sneaking a look at him. Yisheng smiled awkwardly, looking a little silly. Song Anchen’s good-looking mouth had a beautiful curve, “Couple pajamas.”
“…” Yisheng did not know how to respond. She just watched as Song Anchen put down his towel and got into bed.
Yisheng moved a little, keeping a large distance between them. Song Anchen did not move. Suddenly, he moved his hand, leaning on it and turning to his side to look at Yisheng, who had hidden in the blankets.
“What are you looking at me for? Aren’t you sleepy? You have work tomorrow,” Yisheng could not help but move a little further.
“The designer who designed this ‘show-off’ collection said that this set was very suitable for a young couple.”
Yisheng looked at Song Anchen, whose expression was hard to read, “Why?”
Song Anchen reached out his hand, but before he touched her, she moved further. Song Anchen smiled and said, “Move a little further.”
She listened to him and moved a little further, but found that she was already on the end of the bed. She lost her balance for a moment and was about to fall off the bed. Song Anchen’s long arms hooked her over, pulling her into his embrace. His expression was helpless as he smiled and said, “So obedient.”
Yisheng glared angrily, “You did that on purpose.”
“Yep, I did it on purpose,” He lightly wrapped his arms around her waist, bending down to hug her. Yisheng was shocked by Song Anchen’s sudden intimate actions, “What are you doing?”
“I want to test out what the designer said,” One of his hands on her waist slowly slid towards her bare collarbone. Yisheng could not help but tremble, her brain was so muddled that she was unable to move and could only ask, “What did the designer say?”
“He said that all you need to do is pull the ribbon, and this outfit will completely slide off,” His fingers directly slid to her waist and she breathed out, preparing to reject him harshly when she was forcefully kissed by him.
His long fingers lightly pressed on the ribbon and lightly pulled. Her clothes quickly slid down from her shoulders.
Translated by: Cherry
The two of them went upstairs, but what Yisheng had not expected was that the whole penthouse was expanded into an open-style bedroom with a bathroom. Wasn’t it a bit of a waste to have such a large and empty bedroom? The furniture inside were all beige-colored. The bedding were all white, and it caused people to feel that the whole place was too clean!!
It was one thing for him to like such an easily-dirtied color, but the fact that the furnishings were so clean and tidy made it hard for her to accept. She had always thought that guys would have piles of smelly socks, and would have sloppy messes on the table.
She hesitated, unable to move. Song Anchen turned his head back to look at her, “What’s the matter?”
Yisheng raised her head to look at him pitifully, “Are we sleeping together?” This was a question, but what she meant was, there was only one bedroom and one bed, this was obviously his bedroom. If he brought her here to sleep, were they meant to sleep together? It was definitely a question, and everyone who had good judgment would agree that it was a question. However, Song Anchen seemed to take this question as a rhetorical one. He slightly frowned, and thought seriously, as if he had made a big decision, “Can you promise that you won’t jump me?”
“Cough cough,” Yisheng choked on her saliva, getting angry. His words made her seem like an extremely perverted woman. That time in the past was only because she was drunk and she was not sober. This time, she was sober. She had completely forgotten the reason why she had asked the question just now, and started to focus on this sentence, “I’m not that kind of person, anyway, I’m having my period now, so I can’t jump you.”
“Well, then we can sleep together,” Song Anchen smiled, his squinted eyes were extremely enchanting, but his tone was especially annoying. Yisheng was immediately stunned into silence. Why did his words make it sound like she was asking him to let her sleep with him?
She immediately jumped three feet away, “I’ll just sleep on the floor.”
“You can’t,” Song Anchen smiled innocently, “Your period came, you’ll catch a cold.”
“I’ll sleep on the sofa.”
“You can’t, this sofa is made of buffalo leather, it’s cooling and it isn’t good for your body.”
(T/N: This is a little hard to explain, but there’s a term in Chinese medicine, you can search it up, ‘heatiness’. There’s this concept where things can be heaty or cooling, when you’re on your period, you shouldn’t eat/do things that make you more ‘cool’. That sort of thing.)
Yisheng moved her mouth. She could not think of any other possible places for her to sleep in at the moment, so she could only raise her gaze, “Then how about you suffer a little and sleep on the floor or the sofa?”
“Since I promised to sleep with you, naturally, I won’t go back on my word,” After he said that, he grabbed her hand and led her to the bedside, making her sit down on the bed, “You can lie down and sleep first, I’ll go take a shower.”
After he said that, he walked to the bathroom that was at the side of the room. Yisheng sat on the bed, stunned, breathing anxiously a few times. Why was her heart beating so fast?
She tried her best to calm down, her ears were filled with the sound of water which caused her to feel even more anxious. She was like an imperial concubine that had waited for a long time for the emperor to visit her, and now, he was finally visiting her. However, the imperial concubine would be happy in this situation, but she was feeling scared.
She was scared that she could not control herself! Although she was not a pervert, she always felt an itchy feeling in her heart when it came to Song Anchen. When faced with such a devastatingly handsome, clean, and youthful face, with a pair of dazed but charming eyes, she always felt the urge to keep him somewhere. She was still a little confused as to whether she had been acting out because she was drunk, or if it was instinct when she slept with him that time.
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. She directly burrowed into the blankets, covering herself with the blanket and trying not to think about it. There was a faint fragrance, and it had the same scent as Song Anchen himself, causing her to feel even more worked up.
She shook her head, continuously telling herself, stay calm, stay calm, go to sleep.
While she was muttering to herself, Song Anchen walked out of the bathroom. His wet hair was still dripping water and was dripping from his forehead to his collarbones and downwards, wetting his pajamas. He was wearing same kind of bathrobe-style pajamas as Yisheng, the ribbon at his waist was loosened, as if it would open up anytime to expose him. Yisheng narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the view of a pretty man who had just come out of the bathroom. She swallowed her saliva and continued to mutter to herself, stay calm, stay calm, go to sleep.
When Song Anchen sat on the bed and wiped his hair, he casually glanced at Yisheng, happening to catch her sneaking a look at him. Yisheng smiled awkwardly, looking a little silly. Song Anchen’s good-looking mouth had a beautiful curve, “Couple pajamas.”
“…” Yisheng did not know how to respond. She just watched as Song Anchen put down his towel and got into bed.
Yisheng moved a little, keeping a large distance between them. Song Anchen did not move. Suddenly, he moved his hand, leaning on it and turning to his side to look at Yisheng, who had hidden in the blankets.
“What are you looking at me for? Aren’t you sleepy? You have work tomorrow,” Yisheng could not help but move a little further.
“The designer who designed this ‘show-off’ collection said that this set was very suitable for a young couple.”
Yisheng looked at Song Anchen, whose expression was hard to read, “Why?”
Song Anchen reached out his hand, but before he touched her, she moved further. Song Anchen smiled and said, “Move a little further.”
She listened to him and moved a little further, but found that she was already on the end of the bed. She lost her balance for a moment and was about to fall off the bed. Song Anchen’s long arms hooked her over, pulling her into his embrace. His expression was helpless as he smiled and said, “So obedient.”
Yisheng glared angrily, “You did that on purpose.”
“Yep, I did it on purpose,” He lightly wrapped his arms around her waist, bending down to hug her. Yisheng was shocked by Song Anchen’s sudden intimate actions, “What are you doing?”
“I want to test out what the designer said,” One of his hands on her waist slowly slid towards her bare collarbone. Yisheng could not help but tremble, her brain was so muddled that she was unable to move and could only ask, “What did the designer say?”
“He said that all you need to do is pull the ribbon, and this outfit will completely slide off,” His fingers directly slid to her waist and she breathed out, preparing to reject him harshly when she was forcefully kissed by him.
His long fingers lightly pressed on the ribbon and lightly pulled. Her clothes quickly slid down from her shoulders.
