Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Xu Yiyuan opened his mouth, and although he felt that the words were a little difficult to say, he still said seriously:

"Manman, next time, don't do that, okay?"

Mu Jinghuan looked at him in surprise, and after confirming that what he said was what she thought, she found it even more magical.

Judging from the greedy look on his face yesterday, it doesn't seem like he doesn't like it.

So, what could be the reason?

Is it because he really doesn't want it for some reason? Or is it...playing hard to get?

Thinking of the latter word, Mu Jinghuan thought of some novels she had read by chance and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Manman——"

Xu Yiyuan didn’t know why Mu Jinghuan was laughing, but her ears, which had turned red, became even darker when she mentioned what happened last night.

The bright red gathered in that small area, like a beautiful ruby.

"I see."

Mu Jinghuan smiled and nodded in response.

No matter what the reason is for him saying no to something he likes, whether she believes it or not, there is still a lot of time and she can explore it slowly.

Moreover, she really likes the way Xu Yiyuan remains calm and composed now. It will be very fun to tease him.

The woman with a bad taste thought so while supporting her chin.

Just as Xu Yiyuan said, during their subsequent cohabitation life, he never took the initiative to ask Mu Jinghuan for anything.

Although he is sometimes attracted by the charm that his girlfriend reveals unintentionally, he also reminds himself to restrain himself.

Unless Mu Jinghuan deliberately provoked him when his rationality was at its weakest, Xu Yiyuan would never indulge in lust.

Even though Mu Jinghuan got it, she didn't show any sign of being annoyed.

Instead of being annoyed, Mu Jinghuan's interest in Xu Yiyuan grew stronger as they spent more and more time together.

Compared to her previous boyfriend, she felt more comfortable and happier with Xu Yiyuan.

Mu Jinghuan sat on the sofa with a sweet smile on her face.

Today is Saturday.

Xu Yiyuan works for his own company, so logically there is no distinction between holidays.

Even in his father's opinion, he should devote all his time to the company and prepare in advance for taking over the company in the future.

Xu Yiyuan understood, but in order to have a fixed time to spend with Mu Jinghuan, he still fought for the same two days off a week as other employees.

At this time of year, Xu Yiyuan would make date plans in advance and go out for fun with his girlfriend.

He had already made plans for traveling this weekend.

But after what happened last night, Mu Jinghuan overslept for half a day, and her waist was sore, so she was not suitable for traveling, so she changed her plan to stay at home.

Xu Yiyuan also started to process the unfinished documents he brought home last night.

Mu Jinghuan leaned on the sofa and watched the latest TV series which received good reviews.

In the quiet environment, the atmosphere is harmonious and warm.

About an hour later, Xu Yiyuan pinched his nose ridge with his thumb and index finger together and closed the document.

Mu Jinghuan happened to have also finished reading today's update, and knowing that he had finished processing the documents, she turned her head to the right.

"Manman, slow down."

Although he is almost seven years younger than his girlfriend, Xu Yiyuan is like an old grandfather, always worrying about her.

He placed his hands on the back of her head, resting them lightly on his legs.

Mu Jinghuan swayed left and right, adjusted herself to the most comfortable state, and said casually:

"With you here, I know you won't let me get hurt."

These words sounded like trust, but also like a tight spell, which was deeply embedded in Xu Yiyuan's heart without him noticing.

"You," Xu Yiyuan sighed helplessly, and finally leaned over and bit her lips and sucked hard for a while, just as a small lesson.

Mu Jinghuan closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the TV jumping to some unknown channel.

It seems like a scene from daily life, with the protagonist going out to buy groceries and the sounds of street vendors hawking their wares being heard everywhere.

"I'm selling apples. Three dollars and a half a pound. Three pounds for ten dollars."

"One dollar dessert, one dollar dessert, everyone come and have a look."

"..."

This seems to be a scene designed to show ordinary life, with no special meaning.

Mu Jinghuan found it boring and wanted to ask Xu Yiyuan to turn off the TV.

Suddenly, she discovered something, sat up, and spoke excitedly:

"Yiyuan, do you think I can also go out and set up a stall?"

what?

Xu Yiyuan was confused and surprised, not understanding the reason why she said this.

Not to mention that she has no shortage of money, just in the current weather, it is a torture to stay indoors without air conditioning, not to mention setting up a stall outside, which would require standing in the scorching sun for at least half a day.

Could it be that he got inspired by the sound of the TV?

But he didn't find the plot attractive at all. Most of the scenes just flashed by without any specific and interesting exchanges.

Mu Jinghuan didn’t really want to set up a stall, she just wanted to tease her boyfriend.

So, seeing that he didn't believe her, Mu Jinghuan put her hands on her waist and said proudly:

"Don't you believe it? I have a ready-made supply and I've even thought of the advertising slogan."

Xu Yiyuan turned his gaze over, with an attentive look as if he was willing to hear more details.

Mu Jinghuan stepped back and then shouted:

"One dollar boyfriend, one dollar boyfriend, boyfriend sale, only one dollar, take your boyfriend home."

This slogan was obviously learned from TV, with some changes made based on reality.

Xu Yiyuan was angry and wanted to laugh. How could he not notice the smug provocation in her voice?

Selling out your boyfriend, right? Xu Yiyuan's eyes fixed, and he was about to catch his girlfriend who had become a little childish and give her a good lesson.

Mu Jinghuan was shouting and hawking her wares while observing the expressions of the people opposite her. When she realized that the situation was not good, she immediately got off the sofa and tried to run away.

She didn't even have time to put on her shoes.

But she didn't run for long before Xu Yiyuan grabbed her calf from behind, lifted her up horizontally, and pressed her on the sofa and kissed her.

After the intimate contact, everything about Mu Jinghuan became more tempting to him.

Xu Yiyuan restrained himself and finally sucked her soft and red tongue tip before reluctantly separating.

Mu Jinghuan was bullied badly. There was mist in her eyes and a blush on her cheeks. She still smiled and challenged:

"Aren't you just one dollar?"

This "Yi Yuan" is not that "Yi Yuan".

Xu Yiyuan helplessly grasped her fingertips and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"You've given me a new nickname."

“Ha…itchy…hahahaha…hahaha.”

Mu Jinghuan lay on the sofa, her fingers that were grabbed shrank, and tears almost came out of the corners of her eyes from laughing.

It was a hot summer day. The sun outside was shining directly on the world. The leaves on the trees along the road were motionless, and the steam from the scorching air could be seen.

There was an air conditioner in the room that brought a cool breeze, but in Xu Yiyuan's eyes, it was not as cooling as Mu Jinghuan's bright and clear laughter.

He reached out, pulled up his girlfriend who was lying on her back, and held her in his arms. He felt like he was holding the whole world.

Even though they had only been together for less than half a year, Xu Yiyuan was ready to spend his whole life with her.

He also always thought that they could go on like this.