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Chapter 654: Han Zhiying

Chapter 654: Chapter 654: Han Zhiying

Yan Han’s dazzling eyes dimmed slightly as she still hadn’t responded after a long while.

Gently, he whispered into her ear, "Baby, I won’t pressure you..."

Zhu Qianying, who was in a semi-lost state, was a little taken aback.

Pressured?

What on earth was this man thinking about?

Assuming he was referring to the current ongoing situation, Zhu Qianying lowered her head to show she wasn’t being pressured by him, but was willing and even enjoying it. She opened her mouth and bit his Adam’s apple.

The man, who was closely overlaying her, quivered slightly. His kisses at the back of her ear became more hurried and forceful.

The hand on her abdomen finally retreated, bit by bit, downwards...

...

After the passion, Zhu Qianying, unusually, was lying on his arm in a sober state.

"Husband..."

Her slightly hoarse voice entered the man’s ear. His eyes dropped, and he looked at her very tenderly. Their gazes intertwined for a while, they felt almost twining into a large rope. Only then did the man ask, "What is it?"

As he asked, he lowered his head, pressing his lip on her forehead, gently stroking it.

"It’s nothing... just calling you..." Zhu Qianying said cheerfully with her mouth wide open.

The man didn’t ask any further. He simply held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his chest before letting her go.

Zhu Qianying didn’t struggle. She lay against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, drumming in her ears like a rhythmic "thump, thump" sound.

With her fingers, she traced his firm jawline, stroke by stroke, as if outlining a gentle lake in her mind, finally resting on his solid chest.

"What shall we name my brand?"

Eldest Young Master Yan was slightly taken aback. Honestly, he didn’t think she would seek his opinion about this.

After all, he was just an outsider in the field she worked in, completely clueless.

"Baby, you can decide on your own, I don’t really understand this stuff."

It was indeed rare that Eldest Young Master Yan, known for his arrogance and vanity, would admit that he didn’t understand something!

"Are you stupid, it’s just naming, what’s there to understand? I’m not asking you to help me design jewelry."

Zhu Qianying said, as her fingers unconsciously drew little circles on his chest.

"Even so, I still don’t know. Think about it, I can’t even come up with a satisfying name for our son."

Hearing him say this, Zhu Qianying realized, was she troubling him?

"How about... Han Zhiying?"

Actually, ever since Yan Han told her that she’d have her own brand, many high-end brand names popped up in Zhu Qianying’s mind.

Although those high-end brand names sounded great and pleasing to the eyes, none of them gave Zhu Qianying a sense of belonging.

However, the name ’Han Zhiying’, containing both her’s and Yan Han’s names, popped up in her mind and never left.

Yan Han’s eyes lit up, he bent over, cradling her face, kissing her multiple times.

"Baby, are you sure about this name?" His joy was written all over his face.

Zhu Qianying didn’t give a definite answer; she said, "Unless I think of a more suitable and likable name, this is it for now. So, I’m asking if you have a name you prefer."

Yan Han shook his head eagerly, "No, no, this is great, I really like it!"

Saying so, he couldn’t control his happiness and nibbled at her lips.

Zhu Qianying winced slightly, but this pain was undoubtedly a joyful one.

"Mmm, for now, it’ll be this. We can change it if we find a better one."

Yan Han was convinced they couldn’t find a more appropriate name. Even if he didn’t want to influence her decision, he still couldn’t help but express his opinion after some hesitation.

"Ying’er, I think this name is very good and there won’t be a more suitable one."

Zhu Qianying, of course, understood why he said so.

She pinched his muscular chest with some force.

"Are you thinking of stamping ’Son of Han’ on our son’s forehead and ’Wife of Han’ on my forehead?"

This man’s branding desires were overwhelmingly strong.

Eldest Young Master Yan chuckled, making his chest muscles wobble, which jostled Zhu Qianying a few times.

"Not needed for our son; one look at his face and everyone can tell he’s my son, but your idea of ’Wife of Han’ on your forehead is not bad."

Having anticipated his response, Zhu Qianying opened her mouth and bit him. Eldest Young Master Yan laughed again, "Regardless of how my wife bites or scolds me, I’ll still pamper her ..."

Saying so, his large hand caressed her softest spot on her back, "Baby, why don’t you tattoo ’Wife of Han’ here!"

In fact, Yan Han didn’t have a particular preference for tattoos. But ever since hearing her joking comment, this thought filled his mind.

Zhu Qianying squirmed in his arms, "No way, I’m afraid of pain!"

She, who rarely cried out in pain before, seemed to be more sensitive to pain than before because she subconsciously knew that when she feels pain, this chest will comfort her, and this man will provide her with comfort and reassurance.

"Alright... then I’ll get a seven-color graffiti pen from our son tomorrow. I’ll change the color and location every day, signing ’Wife of Han’ on you."

Zhu Qianying raised her head and rolled her eyes at him. She regretted that she, being a dummy, had dug this big hole for herself.

"That’s fine by me. But I’ll sign ’Husband of Ying’ on you every day too, different color and location each day."

The corner of Eldest Master Yan’s mouth drew up into a smile, "Welcome to do so!"

Zhu Qianying didn’t want to deal with this thick-skinned man anymore. She straightened up, sitting on the bed and looking around. When she found what she was looking for, she stretched out her long leg, straddling him.

Eldest Young Master Yan was still lying on the bed. Now, he was looking up at her. "Baby, what are you up to, throwing yourself at me?"

Zhu Qianying slapped his chest, leaned over and grabbed the pen from the bedside cabinet. She bit the pen cap and pulled it off with a "snap" sound.

Even if he was acting dumb, Eldest Young Master Yan knew what she was about to do.

More so because he was not dumb, in fact, he was very smart.

"Where should I sign?"

Unlike Zhu Qianying who was dressed in a robe, Eldest Young Master Yan was lying on the bed naked. Rarely, he was entirely vulnerable.

Zhu Qianying’s fingers traced from his forehead to his face and then from his face to his lips. After a brief pause, her fingertips slid down from his chin to his neck, just like a slide.

"Here?" Zhu Qianying looked at Yan Han with interest, her finger resting on the position of his Adam’s apple.

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