Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 24.2 : I must have liked it

Chapter 24.2 :
I must have liked it

Author: Jianjia Nizi

Translator: FoxyJung

Proofreader: KainGuru

Of course, at the moment, Yan Sui was not the type who wipes clean after eating, especially when Meng Ting's response was so unripe and uncertain. Moreover, he had not prepared anything either. If Meng Ting was injured in bed because of this kind of thing, then he was absolutely disgraceful.

In the end, Yan Sui used his hand to help Meng Ting resolve the problem, then he went to the bathroom to wash himself up by having a thoroughly cold shower.

Meng Ting's kiss on his cheek at the courtyard earlier was just a fuse. It all started when he took Meng Ting out yesterday. It made him understand one fact — those points in Meng Ting that could attract him also could fascinate others. These changed people to soon find out how good Meng Ting was and it also had nothing to do with him. This was a fact that secretly made him rather irritated.

Those people's gazes, Zhen Han touching his head, and Meng Qi's phone call just now... these things kept on running around Yan Sui's mind, making him lose his self-control. No, loss of self-control was too vague; to be more precise, Yan Sui was jealous.

Starting from last night's deed in his Moments, up until today's kiss, as well as his deed of helping Meng Ting relieve himself, Yan Sui just tried his best to imprint on Meng Ting with a mark that only belonged to himself.

He was not such a man. Before meeting Meng Ting, Yan Sui was definitely not such a man.

While taking the cold shower, Yan Sui analyzed himself from beginning to end. In the end, he still reflected that he was too anxious.

He dried his hair and came out of the bathroom. Meng Ting was still lying on the bed, wearing the clothes that Yan Sui gave him earlier. However, Meng Ting's cheeks were blushing and his eyes were also flushed, as if he had been taken advantage of. Yan Sui's Adam's apple rolled again. He felt that he had to go back to take another cold shower.

Meng Ting hugged his pillow. He looked at Yan Sui, then he immediately looked away. After that, his cheeks turned a little redder. He never thought that there was something that could make him feel this strongly—but Yan Sui's kiss—his hand aroused Meng Ting's sense of shame after two of his lifetimes.

He rolled around, pulled the quilt over and wrapped himself up.

Soon afterward, one corner of the bed sunk. With the familiar scent and gesture, he caught Meng Ting in his arms.

"Meng Ting..." Yan Sui hugged him as he gently sighed. There was a little more reproach for himself in Yan Sui's tone. "Just now, I was bad. I'm a bastard. Are you... angry?"

"No," Meng Ting immediately pulled the quilt down for a bit. He took a glance at Yan Sui and he stretched out his hands, then he wrapped them around Yan Sui's neck. Yan Sui took this opportunity turning Meng Ting over to have him lie on his own body.

"You're not bad and I'm not angry either," Meng Ting's cheeks were still very hot. He slowly drew near Yan Sui's neck that had been washed by cold water, then he continued saying, "I... I'm shy." Meng Ting continued to stutter, "You helped me. I was very flustered... I, I even got to...on your hand." His cheeks became a little warmer, then he laid his long legs crosswise and directly crossed over Yan Sui's body to straddle on him. After that, he continued burying his face on Yan Sui's neck and hugged the man. With his face blushing, he said, "I must have like it."