607: C607 I Feel Wronged

C607 I Feel Wronged

"Hey, don't cry. Are you feeling unwell? Or is there something wrong? " Yaan Chenrui's heart was in pain as she cried.

After a while, Misko said, feeling wronged, "You refused me."

"I rejected you..." Do you think I wanted to reject you?!

Yaan Chenrui sighed deeply and said patiently, "I refuse you for your own good. I don't want you to regret it when you wake up from the alcohol."

"You rejected me again!" He felt even more wronged.

... "?"

Misko decided to take the initiative to attack. She threw herself at Yaan Chenrui.

When he squatted, his center of gravity was already unstable. Yaan Chenrui's body fell backwards and fell to the ground. There was still a person on top of him.

When she pressed down, Yaan Chenrui felt her body more real. Although she looked tender and looked like a middle school student and also had a small figure, there were all kinds of things that needed to be done.

"Yaan Chenrui," she dragged the end of the sentence and acted like a spoiled child. "Can you let me try?"

... "Not good." Yaan Chenrui quickly suppressed the evil little devil that had jumped up from the bottom of his heart.

"Alright!"

Misko kissed him as she spoke, and her little hands kept touching him.

Until she touched the bottom...

Yaan Chenrui's eyebrows jumped. At the same time, he heard her say beside his ear, "Yaan Chenrui, okay? I just want to try it out with you."

I only want to try it out with you. These few words became the last straw that broke Yaan Chenrui's "conscience."

" Misko, don't regret it. " He held the young girl's chin. "I will give you one last chance. Now get off me. I won't touch you."

The young girl giggled. There were still tears on her face. She hugged Yaan Chenrui tightly, afraid that he would kick her out.

The last string broke in Yaan Chenrui's mind.

But before he could carry her up, Misko got his permission and started to rush up and down.

"I will!" Misko said proudly, "I have written a novel before!"

Then she started to take off her clothes.

Even at this stage, Yaan Chenrui originally did not want to be in such a place. However, things were different.

"Your pants are bullying me. You can't undo it!" Misko could not undo the leather buckle and complained to Yaan Chenrui with great grievance.

"Don't mess around, west. The soundproofing in this room is not good. You can hear it from outside."

After saying that, Yaan Chenrui really wanted to slap himself. He was actually such a beast. At this moment, he was worried that the people outside could hear him!

"Shh!" Misko pressed her index finger on her lips and said softly, "I can't hear you anymore! Let's lower our voices a little!"

Keep your voice down.

Yaan Chenrui did not know whether to laugh or cry. He felt guilty and looked forward to it. On one hand, he felt that he was a bastard, and on the other hand, his body was extremely honest. Especially Misko, who took the initiative in front of him, he could not reject her anymore.

Perhaps, in the end, there was only one thing left to worry about. Did she like him, or was it just a spur of the moment?

"Misko, if my sister knows that she plans to beat me to death, you can be my widow, okay?"

"Okay." After obediently agreeing, she raised her request again. "You have better skills. I'm most afraid of pain."

Yaan Chenrui had never been so excited before.

Even though it ended very late, even if his body was very tired, he still woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone in.

There was a soft ball in his arms. The girl's hand clung to his chest and her head rested on his arm. When he fell asleep, he subconsciously hugged her, afraid that he would lose her.

Yaan Chenrui was very unfamiliar with this feeling. There was also some embarrassment and panic, but more of it was the happiness that filled his heart.

It felt like he was going to drown in the happiness of being taken care of.

Yaan Chenrui carefully pulled out his arm and got off the bed quietly to put on his clothes. After getting dressed, he sat by the bed and looked at Misko.

The little girl had half her face buried under the blanket and slept very well. As she slept, she looked even cuter and cuter, without any attack power.

She was really very obedient, and when he asked her to whisper, she really only snorted softly.

It was only when the sound of the farmer couple opening the door came from downstairs and the room was completely lit up by the sunlight that Misko slowly woke up.

She furrowed her small brows and was in a state of agitation. After a long while, she opened her eyes and looked at Yaan Chenrui before closing her eyes again.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Yaan Chenrui bent down and asked softly.

Misko's mind gradually became clear and she stared blankly at Yaan Chenrui.

Yaan Chenrui looked calm on the surface, but his heart was nervous. He asked her, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

Misko nodded obediently.

"Then do you feel unwell?"

Misko shook her head. After feeling it for a while, she changed her words and said, "Sour. Sour at the waist."

Her body was well rested and the two of them were enough to cooperate. It did not hurt.

Yaan Chenrui did not know whether to laugh or not for a moment.

Why was she so obedient and honest? Did she not feel shy at all?

Yaan Chenrui felt lucky that no matter how emotional he was, he could always control his emotions when he was ready.

Why not now? In fact, he didn't want to twist his heart with his new wife. Pui, that wasn't what he said.

Anyway, he would not be as calm as Misko.

He could tell that she was really calm.

Misko sat up with one hand and Yaan Chenrui brought her clothes over. When he saw her snow-white shoulders and delicate collarbones slipping out of the blanket, he immediately looked away.

"Yaan Chenrui, are you shy?"

A young girl's question came from behind.

"What are you thinking about?" Yaan Chenrui's eyebrows jumped and he immediately turned around. He saw Misko's hands and feet had already swiftly put on her personal clothes. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

"No?" Misko looked at Yaan Chenrui suspiciously. When he did not dare to look at her just now, she thought he did, but now he dared to look at her again.

Yaan Chenrui picked up Misko's T-shirt and said, "Give me your hand."1

He helped her put on her clothes.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the marks he had left on her body.

Her skin was whiter than snow, and the red marks were intertwined.

Misko was naturally happy that she did not need to do it herself.

She enjoyed his service very much and said happily, "I heard that everyone in your country is very reserved, and Wanwan is also very easily shy. Although she did not show it clearly, that's why I suspect that you are shy."

"I did not." Yaan Chenrui's face darkened as he denied it.

She wasn't shy, so what was the point of him being shy?

"Oh," Misko said and continued to comfort Yaan Chenrui. "Actually, you don't have anything to be shy about. After all, I was the one who took the initiative last night. I forced you to do so. Don't worry, although I was a little drunk last night. But I remember. And didn't you guys have a name for yourself? Just say that we're single..."

"Misko!" Yaan Chenrui interrupted her expressionlessly.

"Hmm?"

"I sincerely suggest that you shut up."

"... " Oh."

But why? Did I say something wrong?

Misko's big eyes were filled with questions.

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