Chapter 32 For Real?

I leaned gently into Xie Yan's arms and stopped struggling. I whispered my doubts to him, "So many things have happened recently. Sometimes I can't tell if I'm dreaming or awake, just like now."

My husband, whom I married in a flash marriage, runs an unremarkable tattoo shop, yet we live in a high-end residential area in the wealthy district.

Xie Yan's food, clothing, shelter, and transportation seem simple, but they don't stand up to scrutiny. Especially that ancestral clubhouse. A founder like Mr. Wang, who owns the largest chain of cake enterprises, can only work as a waiter in the clubhouse.

I really don't know if the world in front of me is just a dream.

I was feeling stupidly wronged when suddenly Xie Yan reached out and wrapped his arm around my lower back. We were instantly close to each other. Xie Yan lowered his head and pressed the tip of his nose against mine. His gaze fixed firmly on my eyes and he said, "Mengmeng, how about we give it a try?"

"Give it a try?" I didn't understand what Xie Yan meant.

What was he talking about trying?

While I was still confused, suddenly Xie Yan's hand slipped under the hem of my clothes. The moment his cold fingertips touched my skin, I immediately tensed up and froze.

A faint smile appeared on Xie Yan's face. His thin lips parted slightly and he said, "We'll probably know if it's a dream or not after trying it out!"

I looked into Xie Yan's deep eyes and immediately understood what he wanted to try!

Was there really a need to try this?

I was so angry that I stomped my feet. My face was so hot that it felt like it could boil water. But then I saw Xie Yan raise his eyebrows in pleasure. It seemed that he still wasn't satisfied. Xie Yan's fingertips slowly moved up along my slender waist. The moment they touched my underwear, I jumped back and pushed Xie Yan away.

"Xie Yan, let's talk about the matter at hand. You, you, you... You can't do this." There were some things I really couldn't bring myself to say out loud.

Xie Yan looked at me in a rather charming way, with a regretful smile on his lips. "Mianmian, this isn't a game. You know that in our relationship, I've always been serious."

These words made my heart sink.

What did he mean?

Was Xie Yan serious about this?

I immediately shook my head and stretched out my hands to defend myself against Xie Yan. But my hands were wrapped in thick, bulky gauze, which really didn't look nice.

Xie Yan burst out laughing when he saw me like this. He turned his head and, holding back his laughter, picked me up in a bridal carry and walked steadily towards the bedroom.

The moment my body was lifted off the ground, I instinctively tried to struggle. But no matter how much I struggled and fussed, Xie Yan's strong arms held my body firmly. Instead, after I was placed on the bed, I was so tired that I was gasping for breath.

"Are you even human?" I glared at Xie Yan angrily.

Xie Yan reached out to help me catch my breath. His hands were well-proportioned, fair, and his fingers were long and slender. Although his hands were against my chest, he didn't make any inappropriate moves.

Even though we were having this little tussle, to be honest, Xie Yan's upbringing was really ingrained in his bones. Any form of physical intimacy was always within my consent. As long as I was reluctant, Xie Yan would stop immediately no matter how far things had gone, and he never even complained once.

Looking at Xie Yan's gentle appearance, I don't know what came over me. On a whim, I reached out and held Xie Yan's hand. He was startled and looked up at me, his bright black eyes full of curiosity.

Our eyes met, and instantly my throat went dry and my heart started pounding. I didn't dare to look at Xie Yan.

"Ahem." I looked up and pretended to look around busily, and said calmly, "The quilt is so hard

today! Did I grab the wrong one? Let me try another one?"

As I said this, I was about to let go, but the hand in my palm reacted very quickly. With a flip of his big hand, he interlocked his fingers with mine.

I pressed my lips together to hold back my smile, but my heart was filled with warmth. Xie Yan's fingertips rubbed against the back of my hand, and he said, "You didn't grab the wrong one. This quilt has been placed in front of you every day. Did Mianmian just remember it today?"

When I heard this, I was stunned and cursed Xie Yan for being shameless in my heart.

But when it came to my mouth, it turned into teasing and helplessness. "Xie Yan, you're better at pretending than I am."

Xie Yan clearly knew what I was talking about.

He still insisted on pretending not to understand and deliberately made fun of me.

Xie Yan lowered his head and smiled softly. His big hand landed on my head. I felt his gentle touch moving from the top of my head to my earlobe, then from my earlobe to my chest. Finally, Xie Yan said, "Mianmian, is there a place for me here?"

There is!

I almost blurted it out, but all that came out was the accelerated beating of my heart.

The words that I had never said before were right on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't say them.

The hand interlocked with Xie increased its Yan's gradually strength. I wanted Xie Yan to know that there was someone in my heart, and that person was Xie Yan. I don't know what the future holds, but right now, the person living in my heart is Xie Yan.

You are here.

My throat went hoarse as if I had lost my ability to speak. Xie Yan's slightly lowered eyes showed a smile, and he said, "I know."

What did he know?

I suddenly sat up straight and bit my lip in a hurry. My hands were wrapped in thick gauze, and even if I wanted to convey something, it was blocked by the gauze!

Could he understand?

Xie Yan's hand gently pressed against my chest, and then he slowly said, "I know there is a place for me here, Mianmian. This is already very good, really very good."

His speech was slow, and his voice was deep and magnetic. I listened quietly as if I had fallen into a deep whirlpool.

But I was willing.

Xie Yan leaned over and kissed my forehead. There was a burning fire in my heart. Since I couldn't express it, I hugged Xie Yan's body tightly. "Xie Yan, tonight..."

Before I could finish my sentence, Xie Yan suddenly stopped. A strange chill emanated from his body.

Didn't Xie Yan want to sleep with me?

My throat choked up. But Xie Yan let go of me first. His hand stroked my shoulder and he said in a cold tone, "I suddenly remembered that there's something I need to deal with. Mianmian, will you be a good girl and go to sleep first?"

There was an obvious sense of anxiety wrapped in Xie Yan's gentle tone. I looked at his furrowed brow and finally nodded.

Xie Yan left.

He didn't even say goodnight. Lying on the bed, I thought about Xie Yan's final expression and tone. I knew that it definitely wasn't a trivial matter that could cause such an expression.

I just didn't know what had happened.

I got up and wanted to pour myself a glass of water. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Jiang Huai standing in front of my door. He was holding a cup of black tea in his hand and was looking intently at his palm at that moment.

I followed Jiang Huai's gaze and was shocked to see a bleeding wound. I asked hurriedly, "Are you hurt? Do you need to deal with it?"

I spoke quickly, but not very loudly. Jiang Huai seemed to be startled all of a sudden. He suddenly looked up at me, and his light brown eyes were filled with shock and timidity.

Was Jiang Huai afraid of me?

I frowned in confusion. At that moment, Jiang Huai's eyes suddenly turned cold. He handed the black tea to me. "Ms. Gu, I'm sorry to disturb you. Before the sir went out, he was worried that you wouldn't sleep well, so I brewed this black tea to help you sleep."