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Chapter 165: The Gentle and Considerate Young Master Yan

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: The Gentle and Considerate Young Master Yan

Last night, he slept alone on the large bed in the study. That bed, which is the same size as this one and also his exclusive territory, kept him tossing and turning for most of the night. It wasn’t until almost dawn that he finally dozed off in a daze.

But now, as he holds her in his arms again, his heart, which has been irritated all day, miraculously calms down at the moment she nestles her head into his embrace.

Those two scarves...

Thinking about the object that caused a rift between him and her, Yan Han’s eyes noticeably darken. He takes a long breath, closes his eyes, and does his best to push the distant past from his thoughts.

...

Zhu Qianying had a great sleep last night. In her dreams, she seemed to possess a warm heater on her bed, pleasantly surfing the internet and reading books. This heater seemed like a brand-new intelligent model, even featuring a tickling function.

She felt a tickle on her back, murmured, and the warm claw that the heater generated gently scratched her back. Not much later, she felt a tickle on her thigh. She murmured something, and the warm claw lightly brushed her thigh.

This heater, which also resembled a large pet, ensured Zhu Qianying of a good night’s sleep.

The next day, she woke up in a daze but did not rush to open her eyes.

The warm heater seemed to still be tightly embraced by her, like basking in the laziness of a warm spring day, making her reluctant to awaken.

In her daze, she told herself that since she has nothing to do after waking up, why not prolong the warmth of this dream instead.

It wasn’t until she felt a warm touch land on her lips that she vaguely felt something was amiss.

She opened her eyes groggily, meeting a pair of deep, dark eyes.

"Did you wake up? Want to sleep more?" The owner of those eyes asked with a deep, slightly hoarse voice.

Zhu Qianying’s mind felt rusted and stuck, unable to spin no matter how hard she tried.

Seeing her staring at him with sleepy eyes, he found her endearing. He leaned forward, rubbing his forehead against hers and then kissing her lightly on the tip of her nose.

His rub and kiss revived Zhu Qianying’s rusted gears. She twisted her face away to create some distance between the two of them.

"Why are you here?" Her tone carried a hint of displeasure.

Last night, she read until one in the morning, and he was nowhere to be seen.

So, she assumed that he had slept in the resting room of the study like the night before.

"This is our bed..." He smiled, leaning in to kiss her again. "Want to get up?"

Zhu Qianying blushed and sat up abruptly, turning her back to him and hopping out of bed.

"Ah! It’s already nine o’clock!"

When she unintentionally glanced at the wall clock, she couldn’t help but gasp.

Yan Han threw off the covers, took a few large strides, and wrapped his arm around her waist from behind. His chin resting on her shoulder, he asked, "Did you make plans?"

Zhu Qianyin turned to glance at him strangely, "I didn’t make plans, but don’t you have to go to work?"

Yan Han adjusted his grip on her waist, pulling her closer to him. "I have the day off today. Where do you want to go? I’ll accompany you!"

Zhu Qianying opened her mouth in surprise, staring at him.

Did she hear that correctly?

A flicker of amusement appeared in Yan Han’s eyes. He leaned in to nibble lightly on her slightly parted lips. Then, he let go of her and patted her bottom, laughing.

"Are you stunned? Hurry up and wash up. I am accompanying you out today. You can decide where you want to go. I will listen to you!"

Zhu Qianying stared at him blankly, exclaiming internally. This handsome and tender man, who seemed like an out-of-this-world heartthrob, was this truly the mercurial Yan Han she was familiar with?

Upon seeing that she was still in a daze, Yan Han led her by the shoulder into the bathroom.

"What? Do you need me to help you brush your teeth and wash your face?" Zhu Qianying’s dazed look in front of the washstand made Yan Han chuckle.

Pretending to reach for her toothbrush, he tilted his head to look at her, teasing, "Baby girl, do you prefer mint or orange toothpaste?"

Only then did Zhu Qianying realize that he was playfully mocking her like a child, especially with the orange toothpaste. "Scram..."

Jarringly awakened, Zhu Qianying kicked at the man behind her.

Quite satisfied with Zhu Qianying’s blushing reflection in the mirror, he lowered his head to bite lightly on her burning earlobe, and then, before she could react, quickly dashed out of the bathroom.

Zhu Qianying went straight into the cloakroom to change after she finished her bathroom routine. Since he said he would accompany her out, she won’t be coy. Indeed, being alone at home was starting to get boring.

Though he might not be the best companion, they were going to spend their lives together anyway. Occasionally going out and having fun together could be a way to foster their bond!

The weather these days was getting stranger. It was supposed to be the peak of winter, but after a few days of drizzle, the weather had cleared up. Now, a thin sweater under a light coat was sufficient.

Zhu Qianying wore a thin black sweater with usual skinny jeans and a light grey coat. Seeing her outfit, Yan Han, who was sitting on the bed, examined her from top to bottom before silently entering the cloakroom.

Zhu Qianying didn’t wait for him, heading directly downstairs. After all, it was late, and she was starving.

When Yan Han came downstairs, she had already half finished her breakfast. As she took a bite of her bun, she was taken aback by Yan Han’s sartorial choice, causing her to choke on her food.

"Am I that handsome?" Yan Han raised his eyebrows, bending over to pat her back.

Zhu Qianying rolled her eyes at him before Yan Han dragged a chair over, sitting down beside her.

Once she caught her breath, she said, "What’s the meaning behind that outfit?"

Zhu Qianying glanced at his clothes, which were in the exact same color scheme as hers and similarly styled. She had no words to describe her feeling except feeling a bit verklempt by his handsomeness and trying to contain her astonishment!

"Couple outfits! You didn’t know?!" Yan Han replied, lifting his tea to take a sip, smirking inwardly. It seemed Uncle Hai’s suggestion worked quite well.

"Young master, do you need a driver?" Uncle Hai, utterly blinded by the radiance of the young couple’s attire, asked, barely concealing the amusement in his eyes.

"No need, I’ll drive myself!" Yan Han answered quickly.

He reached out, grabbed a slice of bread, spread some jam on it, and offered it to Zhu Qianying. "Where do you want to go later? If you want to go somewhere far, that’s fine too!"

Zhu Qianying was quite puzzled. What had happened after she fell asleep last night? Who exactly was this man wearing Yan Han’s face?

Oh my God!

Isn’t he a bit too gentle?

Isn’t he a bit too considerate?