Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

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

In the afternoon, Luo Sang and Nian Junting arrived in Xia City by plane. That night, when Murong Cheng and Nian Xi came to visit, Luo Sang gave them presents. After receiving her present, Murong Cheng couldn’t stop praising Luo Sang for how thoughtful and tasteful the present was. When it was Nian Xi’s turn to unwrap her present, she opened the box to find a red nightdress with shoulder straps.

She reddened and said, “Sangsang, you’re such a bad girl.”

Nian Junting walked over, glanced at the dress, then frowned and asked Luo Sang, “When did you buy it? Why didn’t I know?”

“I asked for your opinion.” Luo Sang didn’t know what else to say.

“You did?” Nian Junting regretted paying no attention to that. At the time, all he could think about was Chi Shengxu’s message. If he had noticed that she was buying that for Nian Xi, he would have asked her to buy a few dresses like that for herself.

Nian Xi looked at her brother’s feet and asked, “Brother, why are you wearing Uggs at home? Is Xia City really so cold?”

“Sangsang bought me these. She bought me four pairs of these. I just have to wear them,” Nian Junting glanced at Luo Sang affectionately while answering the question.

Luo Sang felt a little ashamed, but she was already used to how shameless Nian Junting was. She had only bought him three pairs, but he forcibly occupied the fourth pair.

Nian Xi was stunned and said, “Sangsang, was it necessary to buy so many Uggs?”

Luo Sang gave an embarrassed smile, then quickly changed the topic and began talking about Ji Chuan’s injuries.

“He was discharged from the hospital several days ago. Recently, we’ve been busy decorating the new apartment. Brother, you should visit them and have dinner at their home tomorrow. You guys went on vacation not long after Ji Chuan got back. You should get together, as you’re like brothers. Besides, his parents want to thank you and Xiao Si for going to the border,” said Nian Xi.

“Sure.” Nian Junting nodded and responded, “I also have a gift for Ji Chuan.”

“Also bring Sangsang,” said Nian Xi.

Luo Sang hesitated for a moment and then said, embarrassed, “Your father won’t be there, will he?”

Nian Xi was puzzled at first, then replied, “I don’t think he will.”

“It won’t be a big deal, even if he is there. Why are you afraid of him?” Murong Cheng smiled coldly and said, “If he doesn’t want you two to be together, tell him to come and talk to me. I’ll slap his face and ask him what makes him think that he can teach his son about marriage.”

“Ugh…”

Looking at Murong Cheng, who was hardly as fierce as she was being right now, Luo Sang didn’t know what to say. However, as the New Year was coming, and she had accepted Nian Junting’s proposal, she would need to meet Nian Qignyun sooner or later. Also, after what happened to her at Christmas, she had no fear now.

“You don’t need to take him seriously.” Nian Junting gently patted the back of her hand.

Luo Sang sighed. How can I possibly not take him seriously? He’s your father, after all, she thought.

…

After dinner, Murong Cheng and Nian Xi left together. Luo Sang hadn’t rested well on the plane yesterday, so she took a shower and went to bed early. Seeing that, Nian Junting’s eyes shined. He quickly took off his shoes, got onto the bed to kiss her, and then said, “Luo, did you come to bed so early to wait for me because you know that you still owe me twice?”

“I’m really tired. Can we do it tomorrow?” Luo Sang wasn’t very happy as Nian Junting dragged up and unbuttoned her pajamas.

Nian Junting raised his eyebrows and asked, “So are you going to owe me three times tomorrow?”

Luo Sang didn’t know how to respond to that. Nian Junting chuckled, then smoothly took off her clothes. Luo Sang knew that she had no way to change his mind, so she just let him do whatever he wanted.

A while later, Nian Junting did not quite feel satisfied, as she hadn’t responded to him passionately. “Why didn’t you kiss me back?” he asked.

“I told you that I’m exhausted,” Luo Sang pouted.

Nian Junting was already mad with lust. Seeing her pouting lips, he had even more difficulty controlling himself…