Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 466 - 464: If You Want, I Don’t Mind

The smell from the young girl was very fragrant, a sweet milky scent without being overpowering.

It was extremely pleasant.

Her body was soft as well.

Lu Yan was so startled that he backed away, his big hands stopping Song Nuan’s small shoulders from coming closer.

Song Nuan frowned: "Are you rejecting me?"

Weren’t you my boyfriend now? You won’t let me kiss?

Lu Yan leaned against the inside of the car door, his Adam’s apple bobbing: "I’m not rejecting, it’s just... you’re still young, let’s take things slow."

Song Nuan spoke softly: "I’m an adult now."

Lu Yan felt his heart sink again.

Before he could speak, Song Nuan suddenly stood up.

Lu Yan: "...?"

He slowly sat up, and before he could say anything, the young girl suddenly crossed over the center console, and in an instant, was straddling him.

Thump, thump —

It was unclear whose heartbeat it was, but it was strong and loud.

Lu Yan was so surprised he opened his hands, and Song Nuan grabbed his collar, pulling him: "You really are rejecting me."

Lu Yan’s Adam’s apple moved: "..."

Wanting to say something, he found himself at a loss for words.

He could avoid touching her, but he couldn’t stop her from touching him!

"Little classmate." The man opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Get off me first, then we can talk, okay?"

Song Nuan suddenly let go of him and sat down on his lap.

"Captain Lu." The girl’s eyes were soft as she looked at him: "If you’re not sincere, I won’t force you."

"If you’re really embarrassed, I can get out and walk."

"You came to find me, to be my boyfriend, but even your terms are pretty unfamiliar. You have no awareness of being a boyfriend at all."

If that’s the case, she didn’t want him.

She wasn’t someone who forced others, if willing, then willing, if not willing, then not willing, no need for all the fuss.

She might have just listened to her sister and brother-in-law about holding back those thoughts of finding a boyfriend.

She wasn’t stupid, refusing initially, then suddenly looking for her, now behaving like this, she could guess it all.

After speaking, Song Nuan pressed his shoulders, got off him, turned around, opened the car door, and ran into the heavy rain.

Lu Yan stood there, dazed for two seconds, his throat dry and he swallowed hard.

When she sat on him just now, he wasn’t without feeling at all.

Blood felt like it was flowing backward, he tried hard to suppress it, afraid she would notice something.

She ran off, and damn it, it was like a bucket of cold water extinguishing everything, completely.

The man unfastened his seat belt, opened the car door, and chased after her steps.

The rain showed no sign of stopping, falling on people and the chill seeped into the bones.

Song Nuan’s nose and eyes were red, she had initiated so much, and he refused, he actually refused.

Wasn’t this just clearly toying with her for fun? Really treating her like a three-year-old child.

The things she wanted to do, she wanted answers immediately, no need for gradual progression.

"Song Nuan." Lu Yan chased after her steps.

Song Nuan heard the voice and ran faster.

The thin figure ahead showed no sign of stopping.

"Song Nuan!" He raised his voice.

Song Nuan pretended not to hear.

Facing the wind and rain, with penetrating cold, why chase after her, was he here to see her joke?

"Thump..." Due to running too fast, she accidentally fell.

Her knee and arm were scraped by the cement road, pain filled with rain, cold wind pierced into her marrow, her whole body trembled.

Lu Yan saw her fall and immediately ran over to help her up.

Song Nuan shook off his hand: "Don’t touch me!"

The little girl was quite temperamental.

Lu Yan clenched his teeth, effortlessly pressing down on her hand, with her little cat-like strength, struggling was simply impossible.

The man picked her up from the ground, and walked silently towards the car.

His face was somberly composed, seeming very angry.

Song Nuan didn’t care about this.

Continuously struggling.

...

She was stuffed into the car, Lu Yan also got in, locked the car door.

Song Nuan couldn’t open it no matter how she tried, her whole body drenched.

Water dripped from her hair.

"Let me out!" Song Nuan, with red eyes stared at Lu Yan: "This is illegal kidnapping, I’ll call the police."

Just after saying this.

The man suddenly pressed down on her, breathing heavily, hand clenched into a fist, eyes deeply fixed on the girl.

A few seconds later.

He slightly lifted his chin, his thin lips landed on her delicate cheek.

"Is this enough?" His voice was hoarse with restraint.

Song Nuan was completely frozen.

The place he kissed lightly seemed to still carry his warm breath.

His breath had a clear fragrance.

Lu Yan could see through the young girl’s thoughts: "I’m not toying with you, not playing with you, it’s sincere coming to find you."

"Wanting to be well with you, that’s why I’m not touching you." The girl’s still so young, her values and worldview haven’t fully formed.

Not to mention now it’s all pretend, even if real, no guarantee she wouldn’t regret in the future.

Song Nuan was trembling all over, her heartbeat accelerated intensely, thump thump.

Her voice carried a bit of a crying tone: "Kissing is something a couple should do."

She showed signs of having a little tantrum again.

The man was silent for two seconds, suddenly lowered his head, and bit on her neck: "If you want, it’s not impossible."

The man’s breath carried aggression, fiercely.

Also particularly angry, like wanting to swallow her whole.

Song Nuan backed away, curled her shoulders, suddenly feeling a bit timid.

Turned her head aside, stopped talking.

Maybe she misunderstood.

...

On the other side.

It was dinner time.

Song Yi packed her previous clothes: "Tang Si, let’s eat and go back, it’s still raining outside."

Going back, there was nothing to eat at home.

Tang Si lowered his head, helping her fold the clothes she intended to take from the wardrobe, his voice rich with desire: "Alright, if it’s no good, stay another night."

After all, her parents weren’t home, it didn’t matter to him.

Song Yi suddenly put down the clothes she was holding, turned to look at the man folding clothes by the bed: "I actually thought of calling Fu Jingsheng to check on you."

"Hm?" Tang Si casually, his voice lazy and natural: "A full body check?"

"Yes, he’s a doctor, even though he says he only knows surgery, he’s probably quite versatile."

Tang Si unhurriedly, somehow holding a piece of her underwear in his hand, raised his head to look at her, his voice ambiguous: "Ah? Wouldn’t that mean he’d have to see everything?"

"..." Song Yi: "He’s a man, what’s the big deal if he sees it?"

Tang Si: "There are quite a few men who covet my looks, don’t underestimate your man’s charm."

Song Yi squinted: "... Are you implying you want a woman to check you?"

"Hm?" Tang Si raised the item in his hand, his eyebrows teased with a mischievous curve: "If the woman is you, then yes."

Song Yi watching him hold such an item while speaking, inexplicably felt it strange, and also somewhat alluring, somewhat beguiling.

She swallowed, pointed at the underwear in his hand: "Put that thing down first before you speak."

"Why?" Tang Si raised an eyebrow: "Organizing clothes means organizing everything, or don’t you wear this?"

Paused for two seconds: "Don’t wear this in front of me, fine, but other times you must."