Chapter 878 Han Wenqing (7)
2023 years.
The championship of the eighth league was won by Samsara.
August.
Xingxin officially registered for the competition.
Su Muqiu is still struggling in Jia Shi, which has fallen to the point of playing in the challenge tournament.
The 27-year-old Yun Ci also began to be asked about love issues by her mother, and Yun Ci told them about her relationship with Han Wenqing.
Yun's father and mother had also heard about the recent popularity of Glory, because the younger generations in the family were all talking about it, and they had also heard of Han Wenqing's name.
When the two elders first heard that Yun Ci and Han Wenqing were dating, they were a little confused. They didn't understand how their daughter, who studied medicine, was related to Han Wenqing, who played e-sports.
But looking at the straight-laced, slightly fierce-looking man through the video: "..."
Both elders were silent.
“Isn’t this different from what’s on the phone?”
"Why are they different? They are exactly the same. This child is strong and sturdy, not bad."
Yun's mother smiled kindly and chatted with Han Wenqing. Yun's father tried to interrupt several times, but was pushed back by Yun's mother.
Han Wenqing was very honest. He sat on the sofa and answered whatever Yun Ma asked him. It was obvious that he was trying to say a few more words, but not too much.
Yun Ci curled up on the sofa eating fruit, looking at Han Wenqing's stiff body, and kicked him on the lower back.
Han Wenqing grabbed Yun Ci's ankles and secured them against his thighs where the phone screen couldn't reach.
His palms were very hot, and Yun Ci moved her feet uncomfortably.
Han Wenqing thought she was trying to tease him again, so he tightened the shackles.
After the video call ended, Yun Ci deliberately raised her legs and said, "I didn't expect you like to play like this, Old Han. This is a novel experience."
Han Wenqing, who was kissing Yun Ci, blushed and let go of Yun Ci's feet embarrassedly: "Sorry."
Because she was pressed for too long, there was a big red mark on Yunci's ankle.
Han Wenqing's gaze fell uncontrollably on the red mark, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Yun Ci raised her eyebrows slightly and deliberately raised her feet and swung them lightly in the air: "Look, this is your masterpiece."
Han Wenqing raised his hand and pressed Yun Ci's legs down: "Stop making trouble."
"Oops, one more."
Han Wenqing shifted his gaze away and didn't look at Yun Ci. He didn't want to pounce on Yun Ci like a hungry tiger right now.
Yun Ci rubbed the sides of Han Wenqing's legs with her toes.
Han Wenqing's eyes became darker and darker, and finally he couldn't help but look at Yun Ci again: "You..."
Yun Ci leaned in front of him without him noticing and kissed him lightly on the lips.
Han Wenqing's voice stopped abruptly.
Yun Ci looked at him with a smile, perhaps with a hint of provocation.
Han Wenqing's fingertips moved slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Stop making trouble."
"Old Han, you've changed. Now you won't even let me kiss you."
Han Wenqing turned his hand from pressing Yun Ci's legs to supporting Yun Ci's legs, and his other hand went directly to Yun Ci's waist.
The muscles on the man's arms bulged, and with a slight exertion of force, Yun Ci sat on his lap.
Han Wenqing pressed Yun Ci's waist close to him, and a low voice sounded from Yun Ci's ear: "Don't make trouble, okay?"
This 'Huh?' is very threatening.
But Yun Ci is not afraid of him.
Yun Ci knew Han Wenqing's character very well, and he would not do these things before marriage.
So she had a lot of fun "playing", and looking at Han Wenqing's forbearing expression, she felt an inexplicable...sense of pleasure.
Han Wenqing's neck was red. He took a few deep breaths, as if admitting defeat, and pressed his head onto Yun Ci's shoulder.
"Do you need my help? Hmm?"
Yun Ci's fingertips wandered across Han Wenqing's chest, her voice full of teasing.
Suddenly, Yun Ci felt a pain in her shoulder, and then her lips were captured by a sudden kiss.
Han Wenqing kissed her fiercely and with great force.
Although the wound has not yet reached the point of bleeding, redness and swelling are inevitable.
Han Wenqing didn't give Yun Ci any chance to speak. He stopped when he found that she was having difficulty breathing, and kissed her again when she recovered.
so repeatedly.
He let go of her only when Yun Ci no longer wanted to talk.
Han Wenqing carried Yun Ci to the sofa, looked at the time, and decisively began to tidy up his clothes.
"It's getting late. I'll go back first."
Yun Ci, who was limp from the kiss, said: "......?"
No?
Han Wenqing was amused by Yun Ci's obvious surprise. The corners of his lips rose slightly. He leaned over and kissed Yun Ci on the lips again, then stood up and walked towards the door.
"No need to send."
'Click'
The door closed again and locked automatically.
Yun Ci was left sitting on the sofa with a confused look on her face.
In less than a minute, the man who was originally intimate with her slipped away?
Good job, Han Wenqing.
Yun Ci laughed angrily and kicked the pillow thinking it was Han Wenqing.
After half an hour.
Han Wenqing sent a message saying "I have returned to Tyranny".
Yun Ci glanced at him and ignored him. She sat in front of the makeup mirror and started to take care of her skin, still steaming from the bathtub.
After a while, the man with the nickname "Lao Han" made a video call.
Yun Ci slowly rubbed the essential oil on her face into her skin before pressing the answer button.
The man's face that looked a bit annoying appeared.
Yunci's phone was lying flat, so the picture captured was the ceiling.
Han Wenqing knew that if he ran away while Yun Ci was still not reacting, he must have angered her, so -
"Get the certificate tomorrow?"
'patta'
The bottle cap in Yun Ci's hand fell directly to the ground.
She looked at Han Wenqing in shock: "Ah?"
"Get the certificate." Han Wenqing repeated seriously, "If you are willing."
His meaning was very clear, if he wanted to do that, then okay, get the certificate first.
Yun Ci held her phone upright and leaned closer to the screen to observe Han Wenqing's expression: "Are you serious?"
"Ah."
"Are you getting married because you want to, or are you getting married because you want to...?"
Han Wenqing answered very straightforwardly: "I want to, too, but more importantly, I want to satisfy you."
Yun Ci was choked.
She just thought it was fun, not that she wanted it so badly... or that she was very passionate about it.
But when she saw Han Wenqing's expression, Yun Ci suddenly felt that she might be in trouble.
Originally.
We have been in love for almost a year.
It is not impossible to go further.
But...
"I feel like the time we've spent together might be a little short..."
"Scared?"
These two short words shot towards Yun Ci like an arrow.
afraid?
How could she be afraid?
She wouldn't--
“I just think it’s a little fast.”
"I thought we were getting along very well." Han Wenqing's smile disappeared and he said softly, "Sorry, I was impatient."
Yun Ci: “…Not really.”
"what?"
"Don't you think there's a step missing?"
Han Wenqing understood: "I have a long period of free time before September 9st. If you are willing, can I visit your home?"
"Of course, you can." Yun Ci deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Can I get on the bus first and buy the ticket later?"
Han Wenqing's eyes darkened, but he still cleared his throat in a cold tone.
"no."