However, the newly committed Xu Cheng’an was particularly clingy, hugging her and refusing to let go: “You stay with me.” Chen Jing decisively refused: “No.” She needed to take a shower.
Xu Cheng’an fell silent, not speaking. His face clearly showed obvious grievance and hurt that anyone could see. Chen Jing: “… Just kidding. Let’s go together, take a couples’ bath first, then cook, okay?” Xu Cheng’an’s eyes curved, immediately pulling her towards the bathroom: “We’ll wash quickly, and then I’ll make something delicious for you.”
Chapter 5: Little Crybaby 5
Facts proved that a “crazy” couples’ bath was really not suitable for young people who had just become sexually active. Of course, it was still enjoyable. The little brother’s learning ability was super strong, not only brave in innovation but also particularly considerate of her feelings, knowing exactly when to be fast and when to be slow, controlling the rhythm perfectly.
Chen Jing was so comfortable, if she hadn’t been extremely hungry, she would have wanted to drain him completely.
Chen Jing sat on the kitchen’s glass countertop, a thick towel underneath her, her arms lazily supported on both sides, enjoying the massage from the little wolf dog.
The pot on the stove was cooking noodles. Xu Cheng’an carefully rubbed her waist and legs, occasionally checking the fire, adding an egg and some seasonings, his focused gaze incredibly charming.
Chen Jing moved her sore and numb waist, looking eagerly at the noodles in the pot: “How much longer?”
Xu Cheng’an increased the heat, tenderly rubbing her stomach: “Almost ready, be good.”
After saying this, before Chen Jing could react, he blushed, tilted his head to kiss her lips, looking completely satisfied.
Returning home together in the afternoon, him cooking, her hugging his waist from behind, eating dinner, then watching a movie together, becoming intimate, and finally falling asleep in each other’s arms…
He had thought about these romantic things day after day, constantly comforting himself that it would soon be realized, but a voice in his heart would always wake him, reminding him of the gap between them.
Whenever this happened, he would feel sad, his heart aching.
But today, things he could only imagine had actually come true!
Although they didn’t have a shared home yet, he had been accepted, right?
Continuing like this, wouldn’t other things be far behind?
Xu Cheng’an became happier the more he thought about it. His wet eyes looked at Chen Jing, and he leaned in to kiss her lips, finally ending with a gentle, lingering French kiss, reluctant to part.
Chen Jing glanced at him, smiling helplessly: “You can’t even spare a moment. What will you do if the noodles get overcooked?”
Xu Cheng’an laughed and turned off the stove, serving the noodles and feeding her a chopstick: “They’re not overcooked. Try them?”
“Mm!”
Chen Jing swallowed a bite, the smooth and springy texture filling her taste buds. She immediately gave a thumbs up, praising him: “Delicious!”
Xu Cheng’an’s eyes lit up: “Really? Let me taste.”
He captured her lips, his tongue swirling around carefully and passionately. Chen Jing turned her head during a breath, avoiding his lips and glared at him: “Is this tasting noodles?”
Despite feeling good, Chen Jing was starting to feel overwhelmed. Her lips were swollen from kissing!
Xu Cheng’an licked his lips, smiling: “You taste better than the noodles.”
Chen Jing ignored him and started eating the noodles herself.
After a long time without response, he poked her waist: “Sis Ran…”
Actually, Shen Ran was younger than him, but Xu Cheng’an liked calling her Sis Ran, enjoying the feeling of being doted on.
“Sis Ran?”
“Shen Ran!” His voice suddenly rose.
She was focused on eating noodles, clearly hearing him but deliberately ignoring him. Xu Cheng’an felt uncomfortable, his grievances mounting.
After shouting, he immediately regretted it, softening his voice and looking at her anxiously: “…Sis Ran.”
Chen Jing finished her last bite, put down the bowl, and carefully organized her thoughts: “Cheng’an, do you feel we’re too clingy?”
Chen Jing had always believed Xu Cheng’an’s personality could be corrected, which is why she had been leisurely interacting with him, never mentioning healing. His previous outburst had indeed awakened her.
Whether his personality could be corrected was a minor issue, but his easily agitated emotions and tendency to collapse over small things were not acceptable. Chen Jing didn’t want him to remain in an emotionally unstable state.
“I don’t think so,” Xu Cheng’an felt wronged and complained: “I just feel like you don’t keep your word.”
Chen Jing was stunned: “How am I not keeping my word?”
Xu Cheng’an looked distressed: “When you’re happy, you praise me for being handsome and awesome, but once you’re done, you ignore me. When I take the initiative, you say I’m clingy!”
“…” Chen Jing covered her face, feeling beyond embarrassed.
So this was his indirect accusation of her being fickle and heartless? Who would have thought Xu Cheng’an, who seemed shy and timid, could be so articulate?
Xu Cheng’an was actually a bit shy too, after all, it was his first time, but he bravely overcame it!
He took Chen Jing’s hand from her face and held it in his palm, holding back his emotions: “Nothing to say?”
“Are you already tired of me even though we’ve just started dating?” He choked up, feeling indescribably hurt.
He couldn’t accept Shen Ran treating him this way. Forget being tired of him, even a slight coldness made him feel like the sky was falling.
Hearing the unusual tone in Xu Cheng’an’s voice, Chen Jing quickly looked up. When her gaze met his reddened eye corners, she was stunned: “Why are you crying again?”
Chen Jing felt both heartache and exasperation. The man was biting his lip, desperately suppressing tears – a sight that made one want to hug and comfort him.
But seeing a grown man cry was truly frustrating.
Chen Jing sighed in disappointment, compromising by kissing him and embracing him, patting his back.
“Good boy, don’t overthink. You’re so excellent, I love you more than anything, how could I possibly get tired of you?”
Facing such a fragile male lead, what else could she do? She could only coax him.
Xu Cheng’an wasn’t satisfied with her dismissive words. Holding her waist tightly, he started to be unreasonable: “Words are empty. You must take practical action.”
Chen Jing played along: “What practical action do you want?
Xu Cheng’an closed his eyes, without hesitation: “Marry me.”
Huh?
Chen Jing looked down in surprise: “Marry you?”
No way, they’d been dating for less than two days, and he wanted her to marry him? This plot was moving too fast!
Xu Cheng’an buried himself in her embrace, refusing to make eye contact, his tone resolute: “Yes, let’s register our marriage.”
Chen Jing was silent.
Xu Cheng’an waited anxiously, unable to bear it, and raised his head: “We’ve already slept together. Don’t you want to take responsibility?”
His entire face turned pale when he said this.
“Of course I’ll take responsibility,” Chen Jing said. “I just feel things are moving too fast. Have you understood me and my family?”
Chen Jing was still a bit traumatized by previous plot twists. Even if that system-like entity said the main task was to make the male lead happy, they never said she could just randomly follow the plot!
Chen Jing felt it was better to take things slow.
However, unexpectedly, just as she made this decision, that cold electronic voice spoke again— [From now on, the plot of this text will be entirely decided by the original author. As long as it’s not too outrageous, everything is allowed.]
