A Crazy Love Proposal
Chapter 138 - 138 82 Praise Kink_2

Chapter 138: Chapter 82 Praise Kink_2 Chapter 138: Chapter 82 Praise Kink_2 He relaxedly answered her, “I didn’t say that.”

Yun Yuwan couldn’t hold back her laughter, “You do. You clearly want to hear me say ‘I love you’ every day, yet you don’t say it. It’s like you’ve painted so many paintings for me, dozens, maybe hundreds, but you’ve never shown even one to me.”

His gaze remained steady as he flipped the breaker, a slight lift at his brow, “You know they were my paintings?”

Darkness still surrounded them.

She spoke with conviction, “Who else paints like that, depicting me as a little chubster.”

Wen Yangzhi didn’t respond to her topic, but instead said, “Let go of me.”

She sounded both willful and aggrieved, “What, you won’t let me hug you?”

Now, she just wanted to hug him tightly and never let go.

She hugged him even tighter.

He calmly reminded her, “I need to change the fuse, I don’t want you to get shocked.”

Only then did she realize why he asked her to let go, and she quickly released him.

Wen Yangzhi put on insulating gloves and began to replace the broken fuse. He talked to her as if discussing something as mundane as today’s meal being a bit too salty, his tone carrying no excess of emotion, nor even looking at her:

“It was originally meant to confess my feelings to you. You were too impatient, we got together before the advertisement could be fully laid out.”

Happiness like warm water at the perfect temperature soaked her entire body. So, he wasn’t without response.

He always had one.

It’s just that he didn’t say it, and it also happened to be too late.

She pretended to blame him with joy, lifting her chin, “Blaming me, huh.”

He took a new fuse, carefully wiped it with a handkerchief, maintaining his usual calm demeanor as he steered her away from the subject, “Don’t blame yourself. It’s my fault for not holding back.”

Originally, he wasn’t planning to tell her. If he didn’t mention Sonoda Umi, no one would know the actual intent behind this collaboration.

She wouldn’t have known either.

But unexpectedly, she really liked him.

Yun Yuwan felt sweet inside, secretly happy, yet too embarrassed to show it.

But seeing Wen Yangzhi still working on the wiring, she complained incomprehendingly, “Why fix this now? Am I not important right now?”

He continued to replace the fuse undeterred, “Having light is more important. Later, I want to watch you as I can’t hold back anymore.”

She stiffened, “Do what?”

He glanced at her sideways, his gaze indifferent yet burning like a comet’s tail, “What do you think?”

Her response slowed for a moment, “I don’t know what you want to do…”

His eyes half closed with a serene gaze, “I’ve been reminding you all day.”

She recalled the suggestive comments he made throughout the day, and her ears reddened instantaneously.

He was talking about tonight.

It turned out he wasn’t just talking; he really intended to act – why was he like this?

After he finished with the fuse, he pulled the breaker, and in an instant, light flooded the villa.

Yun Yuwan instinctively stepped back, her back breaking out in sweat.

He removed the insulating gloves and carelessly placed them on the electrical box.

Before she could brace herself, he scooped her up sideways. Yun Yuwan grabbed his pajamas, “Wen Yangzhi, I haven’t had a chance to buffer.”

He held her securely, even gently, but cruelly said to her, “You buffer, I charge.”

He carried her straight upstairs, into the bathroom to take a shower with her. Yun Yuwan didn’t dare to open her eyes. He used the showerhead on her face, making her scrunch up her eyes and eyebrows, unwilling to wipe her face and look.

After drying her off and carrying her back to the room, Yun Yuwan subconsciously pulled the quilt over herself, her face flushed red, both willing and frightened.

After a good while, at least ten minutes, Wen Yangzhi said, “Why don’t you open your eyes? Open them and see how I love you, don’t cry later saying you can’t feel my love.”

He insisted on holding her shoulders, forcing her to look, “Look.”

If she did not, he kept asking leisurely, “Why aren’t you looking, too shy to look?”

At any glance she gave him, he would praise her for being good, “Yuwan, so pretty.”

Outside the villa, the summer rain came in a sudden and agitated burst, with its sound mixed with a few low moans like summer thunder, making even the rain sound blush.

The whispers of the air conditioning filled the room, and she heard him say she usually liked him quite a lot, so why wasn’t she watching now? Don’t you want to see what no one else can see?

She didn’t want to face him, turning her head aside.

He had to turn her over to admire her from top to bottom.

…

Wen Yangzhi even deliberately asked her what was wrong as if he had no idea why she acted that way.

He was such a scoundrel.

She couldn’t utter a word, just biting her lip with her face turning crimson.

As the rain tapered off, Bai Xian’s body was covered with handprints pressed to a reddened hue.

At the end, she still curled up in a corner, hugging her knees, her back to him.

The summer rain had stopped, but the sensation lingered on.

From Raven’s body to his soft coos, everything made the white bird on the branch feel an extreme shame, the ultimate interweaving of black and white like an ink wash painting, as if they were naturally a match.