Chen Jing came to her senses, raising her arm, one hand around his waist, the other pressing the back of his head, deepening the kiss.
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After entangling for a long time, their passion gradually subsided.
Xu Cheng’an calmed his breathing, nestling in her embrace for a while. He raised his head, his wet black eyes staring directly at her: “Besides me, who else have you done this with?”
Her skillful movements made him want to devour her whole. He didn’t believe Shen Ran had only one man.
This thought struck him like a salt-water-soaked knife, causing bitter pain.
Chen Jing opened her eyes, looking down at him and blinking innocently: “Why would you think that?
Indeed, she might have been experienced with many men in reality, but that wasn’t Shen Ran. Chen Jing denied it without hesitation.
After all, Shen Ran had come from a place with outstanding talents to this ordinary small town. Her perspective was worlds apart from ordinary people.
Moreover, the local campus heartthrobs were at most considered handsome in her eyes. Even if a few were truly attractive, she wasn’t someone who would want to sleep with every man she saw. Over time, she naturally remained a virgin.
Chen Jing spoke truthfully, without a hint of guilt.
Anyway, it’s Shen Ran who’s dating Xu Chengan, not Chen Jing, so why overthink it!
Xu Chengan saw that she was unwilling to say more, and his jealousy instantly overflowed: “Isn’t this obvious? If you haven’t played around with others, why do you know so much?”
“What’s the big deal,” Chen Jing chuckled, slightly lowering her head, their foreheads touching as she whispered teasingly: “The internet is so full of knowledge these days. What isn’t out there? I was curious about some things, and since I didn’t have a boyfriend, I found some resources to learn. Isn’t that normal?”
Xu Chengan stared wide-eyed, never expecting her to say this. His jealous heart momentarily paused, instantly deflating. After a long silence, he stammered: “Then, then now that you have me, you can do whatever you want… can…”
“Can what?” Chen Jing mischievously interrupted.
Xu Chengan’s face instantly turned bright red, angrily turning away: “You clearly know.”
“Know what?” Chen Jing loved seeing him blushing and embarrassed, forcing him to speak. She played dumb: “I’m not a mind reader. How would I know what you’re thinking?”
“…That thing,” Xu Chengan lowered his head, revealing his alluringly curved neck.
Chen Jing smiled and reached out to touch it, her fingertips lingering: “Which thing? If you don’t say it, I’ll start taking off your clothes.”
Xu Chengan trembled all over, his neck instantly turning red with shame, yet his heart tingling from her words: “The things couples should do.”
“Tsk.”
Chen Jing laughed and shook her head, stopping her teasing.
She knew Xu Chengan’s true personality inside and out since she wrote him. Occasionally teasing was fun, but overdoing it would become boring.
Of course, Xu Chengan played his part well, and with his high looks, she still liked him very much.
“Didn’t we say we’d have a candlelit dinner?” Chen Jing reached up and ruffled his hair: “Get up and sit in the passenger seat. I’ll take you out for some romance.”
Xu Chengan took a long breath, quickly climbing up and sitting in the passenger seat, fastening his seatbelt, back straight, looking ahead steadily: “Let’s go.”
She couldn’t help but laugh, shaking her head and turning the steering wheel to head to a well-reviewed Western restaurant.
Seeing her attention was finally off him, Xu Chengan’s expression softened, quickly crossing his legs to cover a certain unusual area. Only he knew how uncomfortable he’d been. Fortunately, Shen Ran had been looking only at his face, and he’d been careful to hide it.
The car drove for half an hour before finally arriving. Xu Chengan had mostly calmed down. He got out first, then opened the driver’s side door, held her hand, helped her out, locked the car, and walked into the restaurant together.
Having made prior arrangements, the private room was already prepared with candles. Once the server left, he suddenly turned and embraced Shen Ran fully.
“Ran-jie… I love you so much.”
The indoor lights were dim, candles flickered, soft music played gently. Looking at his lover beside him, Xu Chengan’s heart raced, feeling everything was as beautiful as a dream. Only by holding her tightly could his excited and nervous heart settle.
Chen Jing hugged him back, reciprocating: “I love you too.”
Xu Chengan tightened his arms: “How much?”
“Hmm… I don’t like anyone except you.” Chen Jing smiled and asked: “How’s that? Satisfied?
Xu Chengan was satisfied, his heart blooming with joy. However, afraid of seeming too eager, he restrained himself, only nodding to indicate it was okay.
An electronic tone suddenly sounded: [Male Lead’s Happiness Value: 30%]
Chen Jing raised an eyebrow. Just as Xu Chengan released her to pull her to sit, she saw his 15% had changed to 30%.
The first time it rose to fifteen, the second time to thirty. Chen Jing pondered that perhaps the happiness value increased according to a pattern.
Maybe it doubled each time, so the next time it might jump to 60%?
Chen Jing’s eyes moved, considering this pattern.
He was calculating his small abacus without any concealment, yet still smiling adorably, with delicate features and a slightly flushed face. His deep black eyes looked over, a gaze that no woman could resist.
Chen Jing admitted she lacked the willpower. Following his lead, she took a sip and swallowed, ignoring the waiter carrying a steak, and transferred every drop into his mouth.
Xu Chengan was only slightly tipsy. After swallowing, he happened to see the approaching waiter and instantly blushed, casting a glare at Shen Ran.
The waiter kept his eyes down, not daring to look up. He carefully plated the steak for the two and quickly turned to leave.
“Look how you scared him,” Chen Jing teased, picking up her knife and fork.
“Ran-jie,” Xu Chengan, feeling warm all over, softened his voice and negotiated: “Can we not go home tonight? Let’s stay at a hotel, okay?”
Chen Jing looked at him in surprise.
Xu Chengan felt even more embarrassed under her gaze. Seeing she didn’t respond, he impatiently grabbed her knife and fork, his voice even softer: “Ran-jie, okay…?”
Chen Jing: “…Okay.”
Getting her response, Xu Chengan was in high spirits, taking her cutlery, sticking close to her and helping her cut the meat.
Chen Jing was happy to be served, tilting her head and watching his not-quite-skilled but serious movements.
One word: Cool!
After dinner, Chen Jing suddenly felt interested and pulled Xu Chengan out for a walk.
A light breeze blew through the leaves, rustling, then sweeping across their faces, lifting their clothing edges. The fresh air was intoxicatingly pleasant.
“Hey,” Chen Jing swung Xu Chengan’s hand: “We have nothing to do, so tell me about our school days.”
Xu Chengan was stunned: “Ah?”
“What ‘ah’?” Chen Jing raised an eyebrow: “Don’t tell me you had a secret crush on some girl back then?”
Her words were suggestive, and Xu Chengan’s heart trembled: “You really want to know?”
Chen Jing nodded: “Really want to.”
“Okay,” Xu Chengan took a deep breath, his gaze passing through the weak street lights ahead. He said in a low voice: “There was a girl I had a crush on.”
Chen Jing glanced at him and nodded, signaling him to continue.
She thought that if Xu Chengan shared this unrequited love and she found a way to comfort him afterward, the effect would surely not be bad.
Xu Chengan pursed his lips: “She was very beautiful.”
Chen Jing hummed in response.
