The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 250 Who is this guy! _1

Chapter 250: Chapter 250 Who is this guy! _1

Zhang Xian held Wen Yulan’s delicate body, inhaling the refreshing and tantalizing fragrance, feeling quite smug. This subtle sensation lent a unique flavor to the moment.

Wen Yulan bit her teeth, daring not to move for fear of waking up Yueyue.

Duan Hong, lying on the other side, saw Zhang Xian embracing Wen Yulan. She smiled gently and said, "Elder Sister Yulan, maybe I should go back to my own room. Sleeping together like this feels really crowded and uncomfortable."

"No..." Wen Yulan said, "You can’t leave."

Duan Hong frowned and said, "Elder Sister Yulan, how can we sleep with the four of us crammed together?"

"I..." Wen Yulan jutted out her buttocks, pushing Zhang Xian off before angrily saying, "Stop it, Zhang Xian. There’s no room for you, there’s not enough space."

Zhang Xian frowned, "Elder Sister Yulan, why are you being like this?"

Wen Yulan gave in and said, "Zhang Xian, there really is no room, don’t you feel crowded? You’re a big man, you can make do on the floor for one night. It won’t kill you."

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose and didn’t try to climb back on. Wen Yulan had been so clear about it, there would be no decency in trying to get back on the bed. Four people sleeping together, someone is definitely going to fall off during the night.

After taking a quilt from the closet, he went to sleep on Duan Hong’s side, silently nursing his little disappointment.

Seeing Zhang Xian didn’t try to get back on the bed, Wen Yulan finally breathed a sigh relief. Dealing with Zhang Xian, she sometimes found herself at a loss, always being led by the nose.

Gradually, the room quieted down.

Zhang Xian scanned the room with his mind and found that although Duan Hong and Wen Yulan were not speaking, they were not asleep.

With an eerie smirk, he slowly reached towards the edge of the bed. After feeling around on Duan Hong’s body, he managed to grab something soft and gently kneaded it.

Duan Hong gave a wry smile, turned over, making it easier for Zhang Xian to touch her.

Having slept with Zhang Xian a few times, she had learned that he always had to fondle something soft like a ball to fall asleep.

Wen Yulan didn’t know about the little goings-on between Zhang Xian and Duan Hong. But no matter what, she couldn’t fall asleep. It was as if the moment she closed her eyes, Zhang Xian would pounce on her, making her feel extremely conflicted.

"It’s getting late..."

After massaging for a while, seeing Duan Hong drowsy, Zhang Xian didn’t persist further. He retracted his hand, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

Duan Hong gradually fell into a sleep-like trance.

Wen Yulan tossed and turned in the bed, and it took her a while to fall asleep unnoticed.

...

The following morning, Zhang Xian woke up early and stopped his meditation.

Seeing Wen Yulan and Duan Hong still asleep, he didn’t intend to disturb them and pretended to be asleep.

After quite a while, Wen Yulan woke up. Seeing that Duan Hong, Zhang Xian, and Yueyue were still asleep, she gently got out of bed and tiptoed out of the room.

Zhang Xian suddenly opened his eyes and followed Wen Yulan out of the room.

"I’m irritated, didn’t sleep well all night."

As soon as she stepped out of the room, Wen Yulan began to grumble. After all the tossing and turning last night, she couldn’t even remember when she fell asleep. She was still in a daze, sleepiness sweeping over her.

Zhang Xian walked behind Wen Yulan. Hearing her grumble, he laughed, "Elder Sister Yulan, who upset you this early in the morning?"

"Ah..." Wen Yulan jumped in surprise. She turned her head and asked, "When... when did you get up?"

Zhang Xian said, "I just got up. As soon as I walked out of the room, I heard you murmuring. It seemed a bit depressing. I was quite well-behaved last night. How could you have had a bad sleep? Could it be that you regretted shoving me off the bed, because you weren’t comfortable sleeping alone? Elder Sister Yulan, you should trust me, sleeping in my arms is the most comfortable. Want to give it a try tonight?"

Wen Yulan looked thunderstruck, "Damn it, Zhang Xian! It’s all your fault, how dare you say that?"

Zhang Xian rubbed his nose and asked, "I didn’t do anything last night. How does your poor sleep have anything to do with me? You can’t blame me without reason, can you?"

Wen Yulan retorted angrily, "You... you have the nerve to say you didn’t do anything? Last night, didn’t you...hold..."

"Um... Does that even count?" Zhang Xian said, smirking, "Was it just a hug? What’s the big deal? Come on, let you hug me, that will make us even."

Wen Yulan glared at Zhang Xian thunderously, turned on her heels and walked away, "I... I’m not going to bother with you."

Zhang Xian chuckled and followed her.

Seeing Wen Yulan had finished brushing her teeth, he went over, picked up Wen Yulan’s toothbrush and shoved it in his mouth, "I don’t have a toothbrush. You won’t mind if I borrow yours, right?"

"You... you..." Wen Yulan felt like slapping Zhang Xian across the face.

While asking for her permission, his actions didn’t pause. If he already put it in his mouth, then what was the point in asking her approval? Was there something wrong with him?

Zhang Xian ignored Wen Yulan’s anger. After brushing his teeth, he asked, "Elder Sister Yulan, where’s your towel? Can I borrow it?"

Wen Yulan blurted angrily, "No."

Zhang Xian responded, "Ah, Elder Sister Yulan, how can you be so petty?"

Wen Yulan angrily said, "I’m not stingy, it’s you who has no shame, who... who does this kind of thing?"

Zhang Xian spread his hands and said, "Alright! I have no shame, absolute shamelessness, extreme shamelessness, is this okay? Lend me the towel."

Wen Yulan was defeated by Zhang Xian, picked up the towel and left, deciding not to bother with this guy anymore. She now saw Zhang Xian as someone immune to criticism, talking to him was just a waste of saliva.

"Hey, why are you going?" Zhang Xian chased after her.

Wen Yulan was surprised, clutching the towel, she asked, "Zhang Xian, you bloody...what are you trying to do?"

Zhang Xian said, "Lend me the towel, or I’ll harass you..."

"I... I’ll give it to you! Hope it chokes you..." Wen Yulan was so angry that she threw the towel in front of Zhang Xian and ran into her room.

Zhang Xian chuckled and cheerfully went off to wash his face with the towel.

In the room, Duan Hong was changing clothes.

Seeing Wen Yulan running in angrily, she curiously asked, "Elder Sister Yulan, what’s wrong with you this early morning? Did Zhang Xian make you angry again?"

"Isn’t it obvious?" Wen Yulan grumbled, "I’ve never met someone as shameless as him, it’s driving me crazy."

Duan Hong interestedly asked, "What did Zhang Xian do?"

Wen Yulan said through gritted teeth, "That guy, after I finished brushing my teeth, he took my toothbrush, and after using it, he even wanted to borrow my towel. These are personal items that you can’t just casually lend to others, especially to the opposite sex. Of course, I wouldn’t agree, but guess what? That guy said if I didn’t lend it to him, he’d harass me. Can you believe this?"

Duan Hong gave a bitter smile and said, "Elder Sister Yulan, don’t be angry, Zhang Xian is doing it on purpose."

Wen Yulan said, "I know, obviously! If it wasn’t for the fact that Zhang Xian, that bastard, is actually not too bad, I would’ve taken Yueyue back to Yantai a long time ago. But even so, it’s still infuriating."

Duan Hong laughed and said, "Bear with it! Perhaps, you might find it’s quite nice having someone to occasionally argue with. I would like someone to quarrel with me, but there’s no one."

Wen Yulan frowned, saying, "Yeah... Me too, sigh..."

Duan Hong laughed and said, "Then why are you getting so angry? Zhang Xian arguing with you is just a joke, he’s not really mad. An occasional argument makes life more colorful, don’t you think?"

"Well... that’s true." Wen Yulan nodded, and added, "Forget it, I need to change my clothes. No point bickering with him."

In the living room, Zhang Xian had finished washing up.

Zhang Xian saw that Wen Yulan had run back to her room, she had been wearing pyjamas before, so he guessed this would be a good opportunity to peep at her changing clothes.

Chuckling to himself, he went to the door and paused for a few seconds before suddenly bursting in.

"Ah..." Wen Yulan had just taken off her nightdress when Zhang Xian charged in, scaring her and making her quickly dive under the covers, "Zhang Xian, you bloody... don’t you know how to knock?"

Zhang Xian retorted, "If I knocked, would I be able to get an eyeful? I’m not stupid. I have to say, Elder Sister Yulan, you have a really nice figure!"

Duan Hong stood there, utterly speechless.

She felt that if she hadn’t had a relationship with Zhang Xian in Yantai, she would definitely have received the same treatment as Wen Yulan upon coming to Tiandu.

Zhang Xian, that guy, is really too much. Nine out of ten sentences are flirting.

"Mom...what’s happened?" Yueyue, who had been woken up by the noise, rubbed her eyes and asked.

Wen Yulan smiled and replied, "Mommy’s fine! Now that you’re awake, go and wash your face and brush your teeth. Afterward, mommy will take you out for breakfast."

After hopping off the bed, Yueyue asked, "Dad, are you coming with us for breakfast too?"

"Of course." Zhang Xian chuckled in response.

Yueyue nodded and ran out of the room giggling, heading to clean up.

Once Yueyue had left, Wen Yulan’s face instantly froze over. "Zhang Xian, you... aren’t you leaving?" she snapped.

Zhang Xian asked, "Why would I leave? You change your clothes, and I watch mine. We’re not interfering with each other. Isn’t that better? You get to change, and I get to enjoy the view."

Wen Yulan turned green with anger, "You... are you getting out or not?" She grabbed a pillow and threw it at Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian chuckled and quickly dodged, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.

Once Zhang Xian had left, Wen Yulan turned to Duan Hong and said, "Can... can you lock the door for me? I’m afraid that guy will come back in."

Duan Hong nodded and locked the door.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Wen Yulan quickly got out of bed and hurriedly got dressed.

Looking Wen Yulan up and down, Duan Hong clicked her tongue and said, "Elder Sister Yulan, your figure is really enviable! There are not many women who can maintain a figure like yours after having a child."

Wen Yulan laughed and said, "Your figure is no worse than mine, why are you envious of me?"

Duan Hong replied, "It’s not the same. I haven’t had a child yet; who knows if my figure will go out of shape in the future? A woman’s prime is between the ages of twenty to forty; most women have their first child around twenty-five. If their figures go out of shape, their charm is greatly reduced. That’s why the most crucial stage for a woman’s figure is after childbirth."

Wen Yulan curiously asked, "You’re not much younger than me, and you’re already married, so why don’t you have a child?"