Just thinking about how the two little ones were only four years old, still in kindergarten and not even in elementary school yet, Yan Yu already felt like countless responsibilities were waiting for her. The thought alone gave her a headache. She simply had no energy left for anything else.
“Now that Yaoyao and Junjun know you’re their father, you can contact them whenever you miss them,” Yan Yu said.
Jing Mocong tightened his arms around her waist.
“But I want you. Little Yu, I… I’ve never loved anyone before. I don’t know what loving someone is supposed to feel like. But what I feel for you is different. I’ve never felt this way about any other woman. You’re the only one who makes me feel like this. If we’re together, we’ll fall in love eventually.”
His tone was sincere.
Yan Yu could feel his sincerity.
But she had very little confidence in herself, and a wave of uneasiness rose within her.
Seeing her hesitation, Jing Mocong’s heart tightened.
Even losing a hundred-billion-yuan contract had never made him this anxious.
“Little Yu…”
“C-Could you give me some time to think about it?” Yan Yu said.
“I’ve honestly never thought about getting married.”
Ever since her father disappeared, her life had seemed to accelerate.
She had been busy working, earning money, and raising her children.
She had never once had the time to quietly think about finding someone to marry.
Perhaps it had something to do with growing up in a single-parent household.
Her father had raised her alone and had never remarried, so she had never experienced what a complete family felt like.
She supposed she was an unusual kind of child from a single-parent family.
She had heard that many children from single-parent homes longed for a complete family.
Seeing that she was giving him a chance, Jing Mocong was finally satisfied.
He lowered his head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her unique fragrance. His deep, magnetic voice carried a smile.
“Alright. Take your time.”
“I’ll do my best to prove myself until you agree to marry me.”
Hearing those last words made Yan Yu’s cheeks burn crimson.
She became shy.
Whenever she blushed, she looked as delicate as a blooming pink flower.
Jing Mocong caught sight of her expression, and his breathing immediately grew heavier.
His arm around her slender waist unconsciously tightened.
Yan Yu clearly felt the change.
Her eyes widened as her breathing became uneven.
“L-Let go of me. I need to go out.”
“I can’t.”
“Little Yu, can you feel how much you affect me?”
His body pressed against hers as he whispered beside her ear.
“I’ve missed you… for five whole years.”
“But before, I never took it seriously. I just thought it was because you’d been the only woman I’d ever been with, so I kept having those dreams.”
“After we met again, you told me that both my body and my heart had firmly chosen you.”
“You’re a doctor. You should understand better than I do what these feelings mean… right?”
Yan Yu felt as though her face had become hot enough to fry an egg.
She had studied psychology.
How could she not understand?
Even back then, she had quietly concluded that Jing Mocong had already fallen for the woman from his dreams.
Now that she was that woman…
She no longer knew what to do.
It was exactly like the saying:
A strategist in theory, but a coward in practice.
She could lecture others about love all day long, yet when sweet romance finally arrived for her, all she wanted to do was run away.
“Didn’t I already tell you? Give me some time to think.”
“I will.”
“I’ll give you time.”
“But right now…” He smiled helplessly.
“I’m feeling very passionate. What am I supposed to do? I don’t want to let go of you.”
“Give me a kiss, alright?”
“No!”
Yan Yu glared at him in embarrassment.
How could he shamelessly say something like that?
Jing Mocong wasn’t surprised at all.
His little Doctor Yan was always so proper and reserved in public.
“Then what am I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know.”
All Yan Yu wanted was to escape from his embrace.
Unfortunately, his arms were locked firmly around her.
“You can’t leave.”
“You’ve completely enchanted me.”
“Just let me kiss you.”
He began acting shamelessly.
“Otherwise, if I stay like this, how am I supposed to go outside?”
“What if Yaoyao and Junjun wake up and notice something’s wrong with me? How am I supposed to explain it to them?”
“Or are you going to explain it?”
There was no way Yan Yu could explain something so inappropriate to two four-year-olds.
“Then you should leave first.”
“How?”
“My clothes got dirty because you stepped on them.”
“And I’m like this.”
“I can’t exactly walk out.”
He clicked his tongue.
“When Yaoyao and Junjun wake up later, I can’t exactly meet them with my upper body uncovered, can I?”
His words made Yan Yu’s temples throb.
She couldn’t help cursing him.
“You beast.”
The children were only four years old.
If their father appeared half-dressed in front of them and they copied him later, what then?
Jing Mocong chuckled softly, his voice low and alluring.
“I won’t let them see my body.”
“Not even my upper body.”
“I’ll only let you see it.”
“I don’t even want to—Mm…”
Before Yan Yu could finish saying the word see, his cool lips captured hers, swallowing the rest of her sentence.
Jing Mocong wrapped one arm around her waist while using the other to catch both her wrists and lift them above her head as he kissed her without leaving the slightest gap between them.
Yan Yu felt like a kite drifting helplessly in the wind.
Uncontrollably, her mind drifted back to that tangled night five years ago.
Back then, she had been an innocent young woman with no experience in love, spending the night with the first man in her life.
Five years later, they had become entangled once again.
She had no strength to resist him.
After kissing her for a long while while holding her wrists, Jing Mocong finally released them.
He guided her arms around his neck while both of his hands settled on her soft, slender waist.
She was fragrant.
She was soft.
Her waist was so slim.
Jing Mocong adored everything about her.
When it was finally over, Yan Yu had almost no strength left.
She leaned limply against Jing Mocong’s chest, her eyes closed as she rested.
Then she suddenly heard him let out a low, restrained groan beside her ear.
Confused, she slowly opened her eyes.
…
A short while later, Yan Yu emerged from the bathroom with a face so red it looked ready to drip blood.
Jing Mocong didn’t come out.
Only his voice floated from inside.
“Little Yu, I need a new shirt, pants, and underwear.”
“I know. Just be quiet and don’t come out.”
Suppressing the memories of what had just happened in the bathroom, Yan Yu weakly picked up her phone.
Using a food delivery app, she ordered a pair of men’s underwear.
Then, through a clothing store app, she bought a men’s shirt and a pair of pants.
She even paid an extra one hundred yuan for express delivery.
Nearly forty minutes later, the items finally arrived at the hotel.
Since the delivery driver wasn’t allowed inside, Yan Yu had to go out herself, walking another five or six minutes before meeting the courier and collecting the package.
After returning to the room, she knocked on the bathroom door, hung the shopping bag on the doorknob, and quickly retreated to the sofa by the window.
Jing Mocong changed into the new clothes.
He tore his old shirt, pants, and underwear into pieces before throwing them into the trash.
Just then, his phone chimed.
Yan Yu had sent him a screenshot of the receipt for the clothes she had bought.
The corners of Jing Mocong’s lips curved upward slightly.
He immediately transferred her the money.
Yan Yu had spent six hundred yuan on everything and simply wanted him to reimburse her.
Jing Mocong sent the transfer instantly.
The long string of zeros startled Yan Yu.
“Have you gone crazy? I only asked you to pay me back six hundred yuan. Why did you transfer me one million?”
“I like you this much.”
“How could I possibly transfer you only six hundred yuan?”
His eyes were filled with open, undisguised affection as he looked at her.
“From now on, I’ll never transfer you less than one million.”
Yan Yu narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth.
“What makes you think I wouldn’t dare accept it?”
Jing Mocong wished she would accept it immediately.
He had more money than he could ever spend, and he loved spending it on her.
Still, he pretended to think for a moment before replying,
“Looking at you… I’d say there’s a very high chance you wouldn’t dare accept it.”