107: Chapter 107 Last Night Was Too Crazy

Luo Shiyun wrinkled her nose and wanted to turn over, but found she couldn't move.

An arm was pressing on her waist, heavy and solid, encircling her in a warm embrace.

Her back was pressed against a firm chest, and the sound of a heartbeat came from there, beat by beat, steady and strong.

There was another hand resting on her butt, the palm burning hot.

Pressing against her skin, fingertips resting lightly on her hip, completely still.

Luo Shiyun slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was a firm chest, wheat-colored, with smooth lines.

Moving up, there was an Adam's apple, a chin, and the corners of a mouth curled slightly upward.

Wang Yang was looking at her, his eyes bright, a smile on his lips, as if he had been watching her for a long time.

Luo Shiyun's face turned red instantly.

"You, you're awake..."

Her voice was raspy, carrying the laziness of having just woken up.

Wang Yang laughed and gave her butt a light squeeze.

"I've been awake for a while. Seeing you sleeping so soundly, I didn't wake you."

Luo Shiyun's face turned even redder.

She could feel his hand resting there, palm burning hot, his fingertips moving gently, as if kneading dough.

Her body still held the memories of last night, sore and numb, seeping out from the cracks in her bones.

Last night was too crazy.

From the dining table to the sofa, from the sofa to the hallway, from the hallway to the bedroom.

He tossed and turned her, wearing her out again and again.

Every time Luo Shiyun thought it was over, he would come again.

She wasn't a young girl who didn't know the ways of the world; after three years of marriage, she understood everything she needed to.

But the feeling last night was completely different from before.

Before, it was completing a task, it was endurance, it was hoping for it to end quickly.

Last night was sinking, losing control, being thrown up to the clouds again and again.

Just as she was thinking this, a wave of discomfort suddenly came from below.

Luo Shiyun frowned and hissed softly.

Wang Yang looked down at her.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Shiyun bit her lip and didn't speak. Her face turned even redder, burning hot.

Wang Yang's hand moved away from her butt and landed on her waist, rubbing it gently.

"Still hurting?"

Luo Shiyun buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.

"Mm..."

Wang Yang laughed, the sound emanating from his chest, making her face itch.

"My fault. I couldn't help myself last night."

Luo Shiyun shook her head, then nodded, then shook her head again.

Wang Yang was amused by her, reached out to lift her chin, and made her look at him.

"Sister Shiyun."

Luo Shiyun looked at him.

Wang Yang's eyes were very bright, as if hiding an ocean.

"From now on, be a good girl and be my woman."

Luo Shiyun was stunned for a moment.

Wang Yang continued.

"I will treat you well. I won't let you be wronged, and I won't let anyone bully you. If that ex-husband of yours comes looking for you again, I'll beat him up. If you need anything, tell me. Whatever you want to do, I'll accompany you."

Luo Shiyun's eyes turned red. She bit her lip, nodded, and buried her face in his chest.

"Mm."

The voice was very light, very soft, like a feather landing on the surface of the water.

Wang Yang lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

"Sister Shiyun, I like you."

Luo Shiyun's tears fell. She looked up at him.

"I like you too."

Wang Yang smiled and pulled her tighter into his arms.

Sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the curtains, falling on the two of them, feeling warm.

Luo Shiyun leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, feeling as secure as a ship that had docked.

Just at this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Wang Yang's mind.

[Ding! According to the system's real-time monitoring, the target, Luo Shiyun, has not yet conceived. Please continue your efforts, Host.]

A trace of regret flashed in Wang Yang's heart.

He had worked so hard last night, tossing and turning for most of the night, and yet it didn't work.

But soon he felt relieved again; this kind of thing has a low probability to begin with, how could it work every time?

[Ding! System Prompt: Not a single bit of "energy" is wasted. As long as the Host continues to work hard, you will succeed eventually.]

Wang Yang rolled his eyes in his heart.

"You sure know how to talk."

He looked down at Luo Shiyun in his arms.

She had her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth curled up, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"Sister Shiyun."

Luo Shiyun opened her eyes.

"Hmm?"

Wang Yang hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up.

"There's something I want to tell you."

Luo Shiyun looked at him.

Wang Yang's voice was very calm.

"Besides you, I have other women."

Luo Shiyun froze.

Her hand slid down from his chest, gripping the quilt, her knuckles slowly turning white.

Her gaze shifted from his face, landed outside the window, then fell back, her lips slightly pursed.

Wang Yang looked at her, saying nothing, offering no explanation.

He was very calm inside, regardless of what Luo Shiyun might think.

She was already his woman, and he wouldn't let any other man touch her.

If she was willing to stay, he would spoil her. If she wasn't willing to stay, he wouldn't let her leave either.

There was silence for a good while.

Luo Shiyun suddenly raised her head, leaned over, and kissed his lips lightly.

Wang Yang froze.

Luo Shiyun looked at him, her eyes still red, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

"I don't care how many women you have. I only hope that in your heart, there is a place for me."

Her voice was very light, very soft, like wind blowing across a lake.

"That would satisfy me. That would make me very happy."

Wang Yang's heart softened, and he reached out to pull her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"There is. There has always been."

Luo Shiyun smiled and buried her face in his chest.

The two of them just held each other like that, neither speaking.

The sunlight grew brighter, shining on the bed, shining on the two of them, warm as spring.

After a while, Luo Shiyun suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Yang."

"Hmm?"

Luo Shiyun raised her head.

"When are you going home for the New Year?"

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment.

"In a couple of days. Why?"

Luo Shiyun bit her lip.

"My hometown is also in Fenghua County."

Wang Yang's eyes brightened.

"Really?"

Luo Shiyun nodded.

"Mm. I'm in a town below."

Wang Yang laughed.

"That's perfect, it's on the way. Do you want to go back with me?"

Luo Shiyun's face flushed, and she lowered her head.

"Who wants to go back with you..."

Wang Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Not going back with me? Then you're taking the bus yourself?"

Luo Shiyun bit her lip and didn't speak.

Wang Yang laughed and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"Do you want to or not?"

Luo Shiyun looked up, glanced at him, then lowered her head again and whispered.

"I do."

Wang Yang laughed.

"If you do, just say it. No need to be shy."

Luo Shiyun glared at him.

"Then will you take me?"

Wang Yang reached out and slapped her butt.

"I will. Why wouldn't I?"

Luo Shiyun let out a coquettish hum and shrank into his arms.

That soft hum was tender and sweet, like a kitten's meow.

Carrying a hint of feigned anger, a hint of shyness, and an indescribable affection.

Wang Yang's throat moved.

He could feel his body reacting again.

Luo Shiyun, leaning in his arms, felt it too.

Her face was burning red, but her hand moved down, landing on his lower abdomen.

Wang Yang's body tensed up.

Luo Shiyun looked up at him.

Her eyes were watery, carrying a smile and a hint of provocation.

"Didn't you say it hurts?"