A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 127 - 127 77 Molten Custard Bun_2

Chapter 127: Chapter 77 Molten Custard Bun_2 Chapter 127: Chapter 77 Molten Custard Bun_2 Even the electrical diagram of this villa was drawn by him.

Yun Yuwan was a bit surprised because this hobby didn’t match Wen Yangzhi at all, and she muttered, “Such a typical engineering guy’s hobby.”

Then she made the connection and teased, “Liking anime is also a very otaku hobby. So brother, you’re actually a hardcore otaku.”

As he placed the screws he had taken off onto the table, he said, “Didn’t you say you’ve had a crush on me for six years, and now you’re calling me names?”

Yun Yuwan tilted her head, “Is calling someone an otaku an insult? Otakus are young and strong, brimming with energy and desire, even enough to deeply love anime female characters.”

He replied succinctly, “It’s not for anime female characters.”

She was a bit puzzled, “But you like Sonoda Umi.”

He merely glanced at her sideways, deeply, without saying anything.

Yun Yuwan was stared at for a moment before she realized what that look meant.

He didn’t like Sonoda Umi; he liked her.

The brother had long stopped reading manga; she had never seen a single comic book in the study of this villa.

He hadn’t said it outright, but the love Yun Yuwan realized in herself made her heart tremble.

She was quiet for a while, seriously watching him repair.

Watching him disassemble for a while and start aligning the gears, she asked worriedly, “Can you fix it?”

His response was nonchalant, “I can’t fix it.”

“What do we do then?” she pressed.

He answered with a light tone, “Depends on how you make it up to me tonight.”

Yun Yuwan blushed, gently bumping into his upper body.

Wen Yangzhi, solid as a pillar, didn’t budge an inch when she bumped into him.

She complained, “Brother, you’re so bad.”

He responded without a change in expression, “Brother isn’t bad, the antique clock is.”

He reassembled the parts of the clock, closing the glass door.

Yun Yuwan leaned in to look, feeling dejected and embarrassed, “Ah, so it really can’t be fixed?”

She regretted her recklessness, thinking that just fiddling with the mechanism would reset everything.

The clock suddenly started to cuckoo.

She peeked inside and realized the clock was ticking normally again.

She bumped him again, “You lied.”

Wen Yangzhi looked at her with drooping eyelids, his voice tired, “I lie to puppies.”

Unexpectedly, she didn’t deny it but instead grabbed his hand and bit his arm, snorting after the bite, “Puppy bites you.”

Unexpectedly, he showed no reaction, just watched her unflinchingly, leaving her baffled,

“Why aren’t you reacting?”

He didn’t even blink an eyelid, “Bite harder.”

Yun Yuwan bit down on the same spot again, this time with more force, leaving a deep bite mark.

Still, he was unfazed, “Haven’t had dinner?”

But she had really bitten hard this time, figuring it must hurt a little since her teeth had hit the bone.

Looking at the deep bite mark, she was somewhat uncertain, “Does it really not hurt? Are you insensitive to pain? Don’t scare me.”

Wen Yangzhi, though, answered with deadpan seriousness, “Bite harder, you can arrange a ghost marriage with brother a few decades after I’m dead.”

Yun Yuwan couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity, muttering to him softly, “Nuts.”

Watching the deep bite mark, Wen Yangzhi went upstairs to wash up, and she followed him eagerly.

Wen Yangzhi entered the bathroom, running his hands under the tap to wash them.

Yun Yuwan stood at the door and suddenly asked,

“Aren’t you going to change your clothes?”

She pointed to a spot of gear oil on the hem of his shirt from the antique clock.

Unexpectedly, he just grabbed the hem of the shirt and stripped off the white T-shirt effortlessly.

Lean, muscular chest leading to powerfully defined abs, broad and long arms with visible muscle fibers.

He had a naturally tall and erect frame, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, even without working out. But since he did exercise, his collarbones were sharp as bamboo shoots, the dips above connected to smooth neck muscles, his obliques cut deep with three distinct lines and his lower abdomen firmly divided, lean and muscular without being overdone.

He efficiently took off his shirt and placed it by the washbasin.

Catching sight of him, Yun Yuwan stood there, transfixed by the view.

Wen Yangzhi didn’t look at her and spoke calmly, “Get me a pajama top from the closet.”

But she stayed put, so Wen Yangzhi glanced over with a touch of amusement,

“Don’t want to go?”

Yun Yuwan snapped back to reality and hurriedly scurried away.

She fumbled through his closet for a moment, quickly returned with a shirt, and her gaze lingered on him again.

He shook out the folded shirt he was about to wear. She still hadn’t left, standing there wanting to watch. He said lazily, “Not leaving?”

But to his surprise, she said, “I want to watch you.”

Her voice was soft and tender, like marshmallow that springs back when pressed, but her words were sultry, showing a directness of desire without the shame that might be expected, as if she didn’t understand anything but to follow her own cravings.