Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When Luo Sang got a hold of herself, blood was rushing through her head, and she could hear a pulsatile buzz. Not only was he looking at her stark naked, but her posture was also…

“That’s enough, Nian Junting. Who said you could come in here?” Luo Sang said angrily as she fumbled to grab a towel to cover herself. She quickly grabbed the bar of soap and flung it towards him.

Nina Junting dodged the soap nimbly and feigned innocence. “I heard a ruckus in here, and I was worried about you.”

A big ruckus… what the f*ck? She hadn’t made a sound in there at all. Luo Sang was about to break down. She had never met anyone as shameless as he was. “You are obviously coming up with an excuse just to come in here. I shouted to you at the top of my lungs that I was fine. You’re not a deaf man, you’re just pretending to be.”

“You really misunderstand me.” Nian Junting walked towards her, and his eyes darkened as he continued to stare at her body. Luo Sang instinctively backed away until she was standing against the wall.

“Luoluo, let me carry you to bed.” Nian Junting swept her up in his embrace. She was caught off guard, and the towel she had hastily wrapped around herself came undone.

“Nian Junting…” Luo Sang muttered his name bashfully. She was embarrassed and tried to reach out to cover herself with the towel, but Nian Junting held her arms tightly, and she couldn’t free herself from his embrace. She could only curl into a ball in his arms in an effort to cover herself as much as she could.

“Hey, Luoluo, I’m here. I know you’re embarrassed. It’s ok. I’ll undress later as well. You won’t feel uncomfortable then.” Nian Junting looked down at her.

“…”

She was defeated. She couldn’t argue with him, she couldn’t resist his advances, and she wasn’t as thick-skinned as he was. Luo Sang shut her eyes tightly and let him do as he pleased. She was in the wolf’s den now, and there was no escape.

Nian Junting laid her gently down on the bed, and she could hear him swiftly undo his pants and shirt. After a couple of seconds, she felt his body come onto hers. Luo Sang opened her eyes weakly in embarrassment. “Don’t you think you are too much, Junting? I’m not against the idea of being intimate with you, but you shouldn’t be so shameless and catch me unguarded when I shower… You can tell me if you want to come in.”

“Would you have agreed?” Nian Junting blinked.

“…No.”

“Yeah, I had to come up with a plan myself.” Nian Junting kissed her lips gently and said in a husky voice, “Luoluo, I want to see all of you, when you shower, when you sleep, when you are in class, when you smile, when you’re upset. I want your image imprinted in my mind…” He continued to whisper in her ear with his magnetic voice. It was seductive and tantalizing.

Luo Sang was getting hot, and her heart began pounding fast. She was touched by his proclamation. They were so close to each other, exchanging breaths, their eyes locked. His features were enchanting, and she felt like she was in a sauna. Her mind went hazy.