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Chapter 492: Could it be, He’s not trying to flirt with me?

Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Could it be, He’s not trying to flirt with me?

Chen Jing has just mentioned giving him a set of keys and now quietly retreated. What does all this imply?

Yan Han was by no means a fool. He understood her intentions well enough.

The corner of his lips curled up into a slight smile as he bent back down, holding the medicine box, and took out a spray to relieve bruising. He removed the lid and sprayed it onto the swollen area on Zhu Qianying’s thigh.

The sudden chill made Zhu Qianying let out a low hiss. She looked down at her thigh and then at the spray in Yan Han’s hand.

"Oh, the mischief you’re causing!

His tone, however, had no reprimanding innuendo.

Her grievance from when the door was opened seemed to have dissipated.

Her temper seemed to come and go quickly.

"Yes, it was all my doing!" said Yan Han, his words having a double meaning.

He extended his long fingers and gently pressed and rubbed the swollen area.

Zhu Qianying stared at his fingers moving, thinking about something.

Yan Han looked up and saw her staring pensively. In fear that she might recall something she shouldn’t, he spoke.

"Ying’er, give me a set of keys. I promise I won’t misuse it."

In fact, since Chen Jing’s already spoken about it, he was sure she would mention it to Zhu Qianying tomorrow.

This way, it would save him some trouble.

But on second thought, as a grown man, why should he hide behind his mother-in-law for such a trivial matter?

Instead of her reluctantly giving in, it would be better for him to directly ask her. If she thought he deserved one, he would gladly accept it.

And if she refused, it would mean he still had things to improve, things that weren’t making her feel secure.

Much to his surprise, Zhu Qianying responded with a soft "Hmm", agreeing to his request without much hope.

Thinking he had misheard, Yan Han asked uncertainly, "Are you really giving it to me?"

Zhu Qianying glared at him, "Don’t you want it? Well, then forget about it!"

Yan Han quickly nodded, "Of course I want it. What if we have another accident?"

Zhu Qianying snorted, "You weren’t even the one in pain!"

"But I will feel sympathetic to you!"

Yan Han replied earnestly. Zhu Qianying stared at him for a while before she gritted her teeth and finally muttered, "Serves you right for being sympathetic."

At one time, they both had fallen into a strange circle.

Even though they liked and even loved each other, neither of them realized their feelings.

One acted recklessly, hurting the other arbitrarily.

The other cared deeply but stubbornly pretended to be indifferent.

Just as Yan Han was about to reflect on his past actions, he heard her murmuring.

"I deserved it too!"

"What did you say?"

Yan Han doubted his hearing again. Why was he always experiencing hallucinations today?

"Nothing!"

Zhu Qianying seemed to regain her thoughts from a certain imaginary scene. She shook her head and motioned to her thigh.

"Aren’t you applying the bruise ointment? Get on with it, I need to edit some pictures!"

Despite her high-handed attitude, Yan Han didn’t feel dissatisfied at all. He obediently rubbed softly for a while before looking up at her with a concerned expression.

"Does it hurt?"

Zhu Qianying nodded, "Of course it hurts!"

After all, no one could read someone else’s mind. If she didn’t express herself, how could she expect him to understand?

The sympathy in Yan Han’s eyes deepened, and his fingertips applied slightly more pressure.

"Hmm, it should be fine by tomorrow. Be careful next time! Would you like to put some padding around the edge of this table?"

Yan Han was thoughtful enough to consider that when she was focused, she wouldn’t be so attentive.

Zhu Qianying’s face turned red in embarrassment, and she replied awkwardly, "I’m not a kid..."

Yan Han glanced at her, "The kid is much more careful than you are!"

Of course, Yan Han was exaggerating in this regard.

After all, while the kid never got hurt under his watch, this wasn’t Zhu Qianying’s first time being injured.

Considering her recent encounters, Zhu Qianying had indeed been somewhat reckless. But when Yan Han bluntly told her that she was worse than a four or five-year-old brat, she couldn’t help but feel a little frustrated.

Feeling annoyed, she began to fidget and kicked his shin several times.

Yan Han didn’t stop her, but his gaze became deep and his fingers unconsciously moved upwards from the swollen area.

By the time Zhu Qianying realized, his fingers were already near the top edge of her thigh.

Zhu Qianying’s face flushed instantly, and she quickly pressed down on his hand with one hand while trying to pull back his wrist with the other, attempting to stop his surprise attack.

"Yan Han, what are you trying to do?"

Despite her strict tone, Zhu Qianying, with her face as red as a ripe tomato, was not intimidating at all.

Yan Han looked at her with a joke, feigning innocence.

"I’m just responding to you!"

"Nonsense!"

Yan Han pointed to her restless feet, "Who’s talking nonsense? Weren’t you just... flirting with me just now?"

Zhu Qianying wished she could cut off her restless feet.

"I was kicking you, not flirting with you!" Zhu Qianying, who knew she was in the wrong, vehemently denied it, emphasizing her point by kicking him harder a couple more times.

Yan Han didn’t resist at all, letting her kick him however she wanted.

He was used to rough treatment, and her kicks couldn’t hurt him.

Compared to his mother’s merciless kicks, Zhu Qianying’s could only be described as a massage.

After she vented her anger, Yan Han stood up, swiftly moved to her face and said, "You’re not flirting with me, but I’ll flirt with you!"

With no warning, he planted his lips onto hers, his hands grasping the back of her head and her back. She had no chance to escape.

The faint scent of mint from his mouth seeped into hers. His lips gently touched hers. Although his kiss came unexpectedly, she did not feel any force. All she felt were his warm lips tenderly licking the corners of hers.

Zhu Qianying’s few experiences all came from the man in front of her. Likely, she was somewhat surprised or even unsure. Regardless, even though she didn’t resist his kiss, she watched his face with wide eyes.

Although Yan Han was thick-skinned, having her stare at him like this made him feel somewhat uneasy. He felt strange kissing her like this. He removed the hand that was holding her head and covered her eyes with it.

So Zhu Qianying could only focus on the sensation of his touch and his breath.

Perhaps because he found it tiring to lean over, Yan Han, using his strong arm, lifted her by the waist without her realizing. As he continued kissing her, he carried her to the edge of the bed, gently laid her on it.

Zhu Qianying lay on the bed like a fish caught for slaughter, and Yan Han, one hand propped up beside her and the other arm around her neck, continued their unfinished passionate kiss...

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