When the strong suddenly become humble and beg

Xia Yanchun indulged him yet again.

Shen Nian was absolutely smitten. He wrapped his two large hands around Xia Yanchun's waist, leaned back comfortably against the pillow, and pulled her down to lie with him.

Caught off guard, Xia Yanchun shot him a somewhat resentful look. Wasn't Shen Nian at all worried she might let out an involuntary yelp from the surprise? What if Shen Yue heard!

The flustered girl gave Shen Nian's hand a slap.

"Don't move. Let's just watch it like this," Shen Nian said, leaning in close from behind, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

Her ears were a sensitive spot to begin with, and the stream of warm air made Xia Yanchun feel ticklish, sending a wave of ambiguous heat through her body.

Being with Shen Nian was always like this. A moment's carelessness, and he'd have her blushing with a racing heart.

Though, leaning against him was indeed more comfortable than sitting up. Having half her weight supported by Shen Nian felt even cozier than being nestled in the blankets.

"Hmm..." Xia Yanchun let out a soft hum, putting up a token struggle to show she wasn't entirely willing, that she was merely indulging Shen Nian. In finding this excuse for herself, she also played the part of the doting "older sister" for him.

Chunbao really was the smartest girl in the world.

Shen Nian didn't speak, just quietly watched the online lecture with her, all the while greedily savoring the girl's softness and fragrance. His hands couldn't resist, now gently squeezing the face of the girl in his arms, now lightly tracing her lips.

A little past eleven, there was a slight noise outside the door. Faint footsteps approached, and Shen Yue knocked on Shen Nian's door, startling both of them.

"I'm going to bed, Xiao Chun. Make sure the door is locked when you head back later, okay?"

"Mhm, mhm!" Xia Yanchun immediately chirped in response, praying Shen Yue wouldn't open the door.

God was on her side. Shen Yue really didn't come in. After saying her piece, she returned to her own room. Only upon hearing the click of the closing door did Xia Yanchun quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Being at Shen Nian's house was never as free as being at her own home, where she could talk to Shen Nian as loudly as she wanted without anyone hearing. The feeling of having to sneak around at Shen Nian's place was really, really strong.

Shen Nian poked her cheek. "Still watching the lecture?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Xia Yanchun was determined to focus on the online lecture. She mustered all her concentration, intent on memorizing every key point the teacher mentioned.

Right now, she felt formidably strong.

However, this state of focus didn't last long... She was getting a bit sleepy, and Shen Nian kept fidgeting beside her, disturbing her and making her feel restless.

“Sleepy?” Shen Nian keenly sensed the girl's mood.

"A little..."

No matter how good the online lecture was, it was still just a lecture. A high school student who had been in classes all day, now having to watch an online lecture during evening self-study—anyone would get drowsy. Xia Yanchun had felt her eyelids growing heavy for a while now.

"Sleep in my room?"

Ew, you pervert.

Xia Yanchun said that, but her body was honest as she lay down. She casually turned off the tablet and placed it on the desk, then rested her head on Shen Nian's arm, snuggling softly against him.

The unfamiliar blanket felt surprisingly comfortable to be under. It seemed to be filled with Shen Nian's scent, yet this scent was different from the one she secretly sniffed when she was near him normally.

"If I sleep here, will you still have to get up early for your workout tomorrow?"

"I'll skip it."

"Are you sure? It's fine if you go work out quietly, as long as you don't wake me."

"What if I accidentally wake you?"

"Then you're dead."

"Damn, you get to have it both ways. Careful, or I'll keep you up all night. Then you'll do poorly on the exam tomorrow, your score will drop, I'll surpass you, and lord it over you."

"Starting to dream before you're even asleep. I'm sleeping, I'm sleeping." Xia Yanchun humphed, not afraid of him at all. Talking about keeping her up all night—if she couldn't sleep, could Shen Nian sleep either?

No matter how much energy you have, you can't be full of beans after a sleepless night. Not even Superman is that powerful.

“You're so boring.” Shen Nian couldn't be bothered to criticize further. He reached out and turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness.

Eyes accustomed to the light couldn't adjust immediately, leaving her seeing nothing. Xia Yanchun lay with her eyes open, only aware that the warm presence beside her shifted, gathering her closer. His breath was right above her head; she didn't need to guess to know Shen Nian had pulled her into a hug.

Shen Nian loved holding her, probably because she was soft and really comfortable to hug.

"I hate you." Having been mocked by him, Xia Yanchun had to retort.

"Then don't sleep tonight."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Shh, my sister might hear."

Reminded, Xia Yanchun immediately lowered her voice to a whisper. "Do you know this counts as sexual harassment? If it were anyone else, you'd definitely be thrown in jail!"

“It's fine. I only harass you.” Shen Nian directly placed one of his thighs over Xia Yanchun's legs, holding her like a body pillow.

Before Xia Yanchun could scold him for being shameless, she was already uncomfortable from the weight and quickly pushed his leg off.

Does he not know how heavy he is? He could really crush someone!

He had zero self-awareness about his own weight. Xia Yanchun didn't even know what to scold him for. Calling him as heavy as a pig wasn't right—he had abs and muscles, a great physique. Saying he wasn't heavy wasn't right either—he could still hurt her.

"We really have to sleep now. There's an exam tomorrow."

"By the way, you won't have any... leaks in the middle of the night, will you? Don't get my bed dirty."

"I won't!" Xia Yanchun gritted her teeth, wanting to punch Shen Nian in the face.

"Good, that puts my mind at ease. Tomorrow, do you want brown sugar ginger water or luohanguo tea?"

"Either is fine. What time do you usually get up?"

"Usually around five. But since I'm not working out tomorrow, I'll get up at five forty to make you the brown sugar water."

"Alright, alright. You'll get less than six hours of sleep if you do that. Hurry up and sleep now."

Shen Nian nuzzled her forehead. "Can I?"

"Hmph, no." Xia Yanchun poked his chest with her finger. Her neatly trimmed nails couldn't hurt him at all.

Thinking he could just kiss her whenever he wanted? Nothing that good. Actually, she might have allowed it, but who told Shen Nian to bring up today about her tiptoeing and her taking the initiative? If Shen Nian wanted to blame anyone, he should blame himself.

"Why not?"

"No means no. Do I, do I really need to give a reason why you can't kiss me?"

"You don't get to decide!"

Shen Nian threw her own words back at her. He held the girl in his arms and flipped over, changing their positions from side-by-side to him on top. His large hand slid along her slender arm until it found her hand, their fingers intimately interlacing, each one slotting perfectly between the others.

Xia Yanchun was completely caught off guard, staring blankly at Shen Nian who was now pinning her down. Her almond-shaped eyes trembled slightly, her heart pounding rapidly. The thumping sound of her heartbeat forcibly deprived her of hearing, making Shen Nian's face appear even clearer before her.

“Chunbao, please...” Shen Nian awkwardly swallowed hard.

"??"

Planning to force it, then suddenly lowering your voice to beg? That's very true to life.

"You..." Xia Yanchun felt all her frantic heartbeat had been for nothing. "You won't be able to sleep tonight if you don't, right?"

"Really won't."

"You big dummy."

Shen Nian blinked, subtly shifting his head to the side, then leaned down slightly to place kisses on her face—one, two, three... Finally, he lightly pecked her warm, soft lips.

"Th-that's enough, okay..."

"Want more..."

"Stop thinking about it." Xia Yanchun interrupted him, flustered and shy. With a little effort, she freed her hands from Shen Nian's grasp. "Just lie down properly, you."

"Alright!"

Having gotten his way, Shen Nian settled down and behaved.

As soon as he lay back, Xia Yanchun burrowed back into his arms like a little calf, her small hand resting on his chest.

Feeling Shen Nian's unsteady heartbeat, Xia Yanchun's eyes curved into a smile. "Were you really thinking about forcing the issue just now?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. I'm afraid you'd hit me."

"Good, you know it."

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