When the call connected, there was no response from Tang Wan. Yang Cheng thought that the phone was broken, but hearing the faint breathing sound, he knew that it was Tang Wan who didn't know what to say.
Yang Cheng chuckled, "What, are you testing my hearing to see if I can hear your breathing?"
Tang Wan finally opened her mouth, "You … Are you still angry?"
"Angry? When have I ever been angry? "Yang Cheng asked.
"I blamed you wrongly last time, I … I was too anxious at that time. I only found out what was going on yesterday …" Tang Wan spoke very softly, a little timid. Compared to her previous strong attitude, she was much more docile.
Yang Cheng laughed, "It's good that you know, I'm really not angry."
"Then how about I treat you to a meal tomorrow? It's Christmas, take it as an apology." Tang Wan asked.
"I have something to do tomorrow, you're not at fault. I didn't know that Tangtang is your daughter, or else I wouldn't have made such a mistake." Yang Cheng said.
Tang Wan seemed to feel that Yang Cheng still hadn't forgiven her, "Do you hate me? I was so reckless and said such unpleasant words."
"You're not reckless at all, I can understand your mentality as a mother. Moreover, that girl is indeed worrisome. It's just that I've been really busy these few days. Next week, the company will take a vacation to Japan. I think we should wait until the New Year! "Yang Cheng said.
Tang Wan was a little disappointed, "Alright, I'll contact you after the New Year. After the New Year, I'll be forty years old. Will you think that I'm too old and not want to talk to me? "
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think you look like a forty-year-old woman? If there's a gap between us, it should be TangTang's problem. You're TangTang's mother. To be honest, if there's really something between us, although we're both adults, it still feels weird, "Yang Chen said truthfully.
"It should be hard for Tangtang to accept!" Tang Wan smiled with self-reproach, "Fortunately, nothing happened with you that night. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have the face to see Tangtang. I want to use this time to calm myself down and think about what kind of feelings I have for you. See you after the New Year. "
Tang Wan's generous expression made Yang Cheng feel helpless and relaxed. This woman would frankly say that she wanted to spend the night with you, but she would also bluntly say that she was hesitating.
Yang Chen didn't think too much about it. He couldn't say whether he loved Tang Wan or not, but he liked her. He liked Tang Wan's mature and beautiful body and her temperament. Furthermore, she was the one who suggested to have an intimate relationship without any responsibility. Yang Chen admitted that he didn't have the strength to reject her.
After hanging up, Cheng aimed his spear at Mo Qianni's bedroom.
Walking to the bedroom, he knocked on the door and asked, "Little Qianqian, why are you bathing in the bedroom?"
Mo Qianni's voice came out after a long time, "I fell asleep!"
Yang Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was like a wretched uncle seducing a little girl, and this little girl was even lying with her eyes wide open.
"If you don't open the door, then I'll kick it open. You know that I have the strength to do so." Yang Cheng said.
"You … you can sleep on the sofa!" Mo Qianni anxiously said.
"Is this something you should say to your man?" Yang Cheng pretended to be angry.
After a moment of silence, Mo Qianni cautiously opened the door with a pink pillow in her arms. She looked at Yang Cheng with a little fear and said, "I'm very nervous. Can you just sleep? Don't do that kind of thing."
Wasn't this asking for Yang Cheng's life? There was a charming woman beside him that he could only look at but not touch.
"Why are you nervous? Didn't we do it in the villa last time?" Yang Cheng asked gloomily.
"It hurt too much after that last time. It hurt for three days after that …" Mo Qianni said in a low voice with lingering fear.
Only then did Yang Cheng remember that last time at the farm, he couldn't hold back and pressed down on Mo Qianni twice. It was Mo Qianni's first time doing that, and after being hit by a torrential downpour, it might have left a psychological aftereffect.
In this kind of situation, the more she didn't come into contact with it, the more afraid she would be in the future. Yang Cheng knew that the best way was to let Mo Qianni experience all kinds of fun, but he couldn't let her get hurt again. This way, the fear in her heart would be eliminated.
Yang Cheng walked forward and hugged Mo Qianni, "Call me hubby."
Mo Qianni felt the warmth of the man and smelled the familiar scent. Her heart was at peace, and she shyly called, "hubby."
"Dear, try again, okay? If you don't feel comfortable, I won't do it again." Yang Cheng said gently.
Mo Qianni struggled a little, and finally responded softly.
Yang Cheng hugged the soft body in his arms and fell on the soft mattress. He turned off the light in the bedroom, leaving only a bedside lamp on.
In the dim light, Mo Qianni's long hair was like ink, and her face was like jade. She bit her rosy thin lips, and her beauty was unparalleled.
With gentle movements, Yang Cheng slowly pushed Mo Qianni's arms away and gave her a look to let her believe him. Only then did he start to remove the woman's restraints …
After a period of gentle entanglement, Mo Qianni softly nestled in Yang Cheng's arms. She didn't wear any clothes, but a thick quilt, and the two were closely pressed together.
Yang Cheng looked down and saw Mo Qianni smiling. Her eyes were closed, and her curved eyelashes were slightly trembling, as if she was enjoying it very much.
"You won't be afraid in the future, right?" Yang Cheng asked.
Mo Qianni answered in a daze, "You have to do this every time. Don't treat me like the first time."
"I promise you will feel comfortable every time." Yang Cheng said, and thought to himself, as long as I'm not afraid, I can control what I do.
After a day, Yang Cheng also felt a little tired. He hugged Mo Qianni and fell asleep. Because there was a warm and soft body next to him, Yang Cheng slept especially well.
In the blink of an eye, the night passed.
The sky outside was still dark, but Yang Cheng felt something falling on his eyebrows like raindrops.
Yang Cheng moved his head and opened his eyes. In front of him was Mo Qianni, who had already put on her pajamas. Her bare face looked very fresh, and she was looking at him with a smile.
Yang Cheng yawned and said with a bitter smile, "What's the matter? Why are you up so early? I remember it's the weekend today."
"One hundred and forty-seven, one hundred and forty-one." Mo Qianni said with a bit of excitement.
"What one hundred and forty-seven, one hundred and forty-one?" Yang Cheng rubbed his eyes and asked.
Mo Qianni was like a naive child who had eaten honey. She happily said, "Your left eyebrow, one hundred and forty-seven, and your right eyebrow didn't count all of them. There are still a few left, but I counted one hundred and forty-one."
Yang Cheng thought that he had heard wrongly, and asked in astonishment and helplessness, "Why are you counting my eyebrows?"
Mo Qianni looked at Yang Cheng's eyes in a daze, "I read a book before, the woman in the book loves her man, and she even knows how many eyebrows that man has. I can't count it every day, so of course I have to seize the opportunity."
The smile on Yang Cheng's face disappeared, and he stared blankly at the somewhat silly woman in front of him. He felt that whatever he said at this moment would seem so pale.
"Why do you always make me feel like I've let you down? Little Qianqian, a real vixen should be like you. Other women use their bodies to seduce men, but you use your heart to make me not even have a chance to breathe." Yang Cheng hugged Mo Qianni's body tightly, and said with a smile, "Do you want me to suffocate?"
"It's not that serious." Mo Qianni pursed her lips and smiled, "You're awake, I'll go make breakfast."
Just as Mo Qianni was about to get up, she was pulled back onto the bed by Yang Cheng.
"Ya, what are you doing?" Mo Qianni's heart trembled, afraid that Yang Cheng would want to do that again.
Yang Cheng said seriously, "It's not fair. You counted mine, but I haven't counted yours yet. Obediently don't move, let me count your eyebrows."
Only then did Mo Qianni react. She was both angry and amused. In the end, she simply threw herself onto Yang Cheng's chest and giggled.
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