vrcanaries Chapter 146: Discovered that his lips were swollen and cracked.
Chapter 146: Discovered that his lips were swollen and cracked.
The room became very quiet, but Shang Tingyan's heart was restless, and his thoughts were in complete disarray.
These sudden resurfacing memories are not a one-off occurrence.
Shang Tingyan realized that these things had actually happened.
Because he hadn't told anyone about these memories, Jiang Liwu knew them all.
Did they really fail to get together six times?
But why?
What can stop two people who like each other from being together?
These memories are incomplete, and Shang Tingyan cannot piece together the complete truth.
But he had a feeling that he would soon remember everything.
At that moment, Cui Yunye's face appeared at the door. Behind him were other tall, dark figures. They lived on the same floor, and the house didn't offer much soundproofing, so they heard the commotion that Shang Tingyan and Jiang Liwu were making.
To avoid any misunderstanding, they first went to check Jiang Liwu's room. Jiang Liwu, who was sleeping in the room, was no longer there. Therefore, there was no doubt that she was in Shang Tingyan's room.
Even though they had mentally prepared themselves from the start, seeing the two people embracing so intimately and ambiguously still made their faces turn darker than ink. Most importantly, Shang Tingyan wasn't even wearing clothes; the handprint on his chest, his lips thickened, becoming even more sensual, a deep red, and a cut on his lip—it was clear what had happened before they arrived.
Thinking of this, the men's eyes sharpened like knives, and they began to torture Shang Tingyan.
Cui Yunye's pupils widened slightly as he recalled Shang Tingyan's unusual and even overly friendly behavior when he approached him, along with some inexplicable remarks.
They asked Fu Siyue and Wei Xifeng if they were Jiang Liwu's boyfriends.
At the time, he didn't fully realize what was going on, but now he knows the answer.
Shang Tingyan actually coveted his stepmother, and judging from the situation, the two were even mutually attracted.
If the two of them really get together, then wouldn't Shang Tingyan become his...?
Stepfather?
Upon hearing this title, Cui Yunye's face turned ashen.
Impossible. He only has a stepmother, not a stepfather, and he would never call Shang Tingyan "stepfather."
Shang Tingyan, who is only two years older than him, wants to take such a big advantage of him? Dream on.
Cui Yunye's clenched fist was bigger than a sandbag, and the sharp bones creaked.
Seeing that Shang Tingyan was very calm, ever since he learned that they were related to Jiang Liwu as family, his gaze towards them had changed; it was the gaze one would give to Jiang Liwu's maternal family.
Shang Tingyan could understand why his wife's family looked at him with such a strong desire to tear him to pieces. After all, he hadn't even established a relationship with Jiang Liwu yet, but he had already started flirting with her stepmother and kissed her countless times.
Thinking of this, Shang Tingyan looked down at the beautiful and peaceful sleeping person in his arms, and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, unable to hold back his itch.
He gently lifted Jiang Liwu by her hips, placed her chin on his shoulder, and put his other hand on the back of her head before getting up and heading towards Jiang Liwu's room.
They didn't forget that Jiang Liwu was asleep, so no matter how angry and dissatisfied the children were, they held back and even made way for Shang Tingyan.
Shang Tingyan gently laid Jiang Liwu down, his movements so gentle that they wouldn't disturb her sleep in the slightest, and then covered her with a blanket.
The village is surrounded by mountains, and it is much colder at night than in the city.
Just as he was about to leave quietly, Shang Tingyan's fingers were hooked. He subconsciously turned around, wanting to put Jiang Liwu's hand under the covers, but she unconsciously tightened her grip.
Fu Siyue, Cui Yunye, and the others stared intently at Shang Tingyan, their eyes filled with warning.
Shang Tingyan glanced at them indifferently, revealing his fingers that were being held. He tightened his grip slightly, causing Jiang Liwu, who had been sleeping soundly, to frown.
A smile crept onto Shang Tingyan's lips, while several grown men at the door glared at him.
Knowing that Shang Tingyan couldn't get away, Fu Siyue and the others couldn't go back to their own rooms without worry, so they simply came in and closed the door to keep out the cold night wind.
Now it was Shang Tingyan's turn to have a slight pause in expression.
The room wasn't big to begin with, and with Shang Tingyan and Jiang Liwu already there, plus Fu Siyue and the others, all of whom were 188 cm tall and big, the room felt even more cramped and narrow.
They found their own spots, some leaning against the wall with their arms crossed like assassins, others sitting on chairs, at the foot of beds, or on single sofas.
The night passed peacefully, but undercurrents were surging beneath the surface.
As dawn broke, the rooster's sharp, loud crowing woke up the few light sleepers.
Jiang Liwu's hand had already let go of Shang Tingyan at some point.
Even so, Shang Tingyan stayed and guarded the place until dawn.
He and his sons went out one by one, making very little noise.
Soon the room was empty of their figures and felt even more spacious.
The eldest son and Shang Tingyan stood in the corridor without saying a word. At this moment, the atmosphere became somewhat more harmonious. They went back to their rooms, some clutching their necks, some pinching their brows, and some stretching out their arms. Their spirits and energy were all low.
It's clear that no one had a good night, as rural guesthouses are incomparable to high-end hotels and their own homes.
That night felt like being in a hard seat or standing room on a train.
The villagers got up early to get busy, and Boss Zhu and his wife were no exception.
Jiang Liwu woke up not long after the roosters stopped crowing. The sky was now fully bright, the rising sun was scorching hot, and the flowing red lava dyed half of the clouds red. She had slept quite well.
Jiang Liwu felt that her hands were exceptionally warm, even the edges of the blankets were warm.
I pulled my mouth while yawning and couldn't help but hiss in pain. When I got up and looked in the mirror, I found that my mouth was swollen and cracked. Was it because I had a sore throat? Or was I bitten by an insect?
There are many mosquitoes in the countryside.
Jiang Liwu didn't think much of it.
She stretched her limbs, and the thought of going up the mountain today cheered her up.
After tidying herself up, she went to greet the busy Boss Zhu and his wife. The proprietress quickly invited her to have breakfast, saying, "Miss Jiang, have steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and lean meat noodles for breakfast."
Jiang Liwu replied with a smile, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, boss lady."
"Of course, of course, please enjoy your meal."
Sitting down to eat, a sip of soy milk warms you up wonderfully.
To Jiang Liwu's surprise, she was the earliest riser compared to the other boys. If she remembered correctly, Cui Yunye was the most self-disciplined, with muscles so big that he could pop the buttons off a shirt if he wore it. His daily morning exercise was a must.
Is he out for a run and hasn't come back yet?
She asked the proprietress, who replied, "Mr. Cui, they're all still asleep." Just as she finished speaking, she saw Cui Yunye approaching, and the proprietress immediately added, "Oh, he's here."