Half-baked

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Thinking back to the past, Huai Nian was dissatisfied with Duan Huaian's lack of trust in her.
I also found it incredible that he described himself as being suspicious by nature.

Who would say that about themselves?
But it really does exist.
But this person was right in front of her.
His name is Duan Huaian.

However, considering Huai Nian's recent behavior, she really failed the so-called "trustworthy people". She is a completely shameless and treacherous person.
Duan Huaian's originally despicable recording behavior seemed particularly righteous in contrast to the nostalgia.

I lost all my face when I missed it.
Her arched back slowly and weakly leaned back against the back of the passenger seat. She pushed Duan Huaian's hand, then withdrew it and reluctantly fastened the seat belt.

After making a fuss for so many days, he finally became docile.
Just because I used a position she didn't like, I made a fuss for so many days.

Duan Huaian closed the car door, returned to the driver's seat, started the car and went home.

The car sped forward, the street lights intertwined bright and dark, and the emotion of nostalgia flashed in my eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, she apologized to Duan Huai'an in a very sincere tone: "I forgot. I'm sorry."
Duan Huai'an sneered, "It's only been two years, and you've forgotten everything."

In fact, she has always been a person who responds to soft words and not to hard ones. After hearing Duan Huaian scolding her again and again and pretending to be fussy about settling recent scores with her, she didn't want to save face for him anymore.
"Is it all my fault? Duan Huai'an, are you not at fault?"
"You always force me."

"Thorn-"
With a sudden brake, the tires rubbed against the ground for a long distance.

Due to inertia, Huai Nian leaned forward and was then pulled back by the seat belt.
My chest hurts from being squeezed by the seat belt.

What was clearer than the pain was Duan Huai'an's voice.

Duan Huai'an: "Forced?"
Miss: "Isn't it?"

Duan Huai'an pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a light tone: "If I forced you, I would have kissed you in front of your roommates just now and told them that you are my girlfriend; if I forced you, you wouldn't have a piece of clothing on you now; if I forced you--"

He held his breath and didn't say anything else.
In the closed compartment, his slow and heavy breathing could be heard.
Forbearing and restrained.

Huai Nian was horrified when she heard this, she knew very well that every word Duan Huaian said was true.
Her eyelashes trembled. "You didn't? At home, you would pull me to your room. What were you doing when your mother was knocking on the door? You were taking off my clothes, and no matter how much I begged you, you wouldn't stop."

Duan Huai'an sneered: "When you were not in my room, my mother knocked on the door to look for me, but I was too lazy to open it."

Missing: "When I said I was tired, I never saw you take my feelings into consideration."

Duan Huai'an: "When I kiss you, you say you're tired. When I hold your hand, you're afraid of being seen. When I hug you, you push me away immediately. What did I say?"

Miss the angry words: "Because you are a bad kisser."

Duan Huai'an: "My kissing skills are terrible? You forgot what you said when we kissed for the first time, right? I don't mind reviewing it for you - tell me, Duan Huai'an, have you kissed many women? You seem very skilled."

"..." Nostalgia made my skin tingle, "Do you have nothing better to do than remember these useless things?"
"You said you were free and had nothing to do."
"..."
"Besides, a first kiss is not a useless thing." Duan Huai'an's Adam's apple rolled, and he stretched out his hand on the steering wheel, holding Huai Nian's hand, and his fingers filled her fingers. Huai Nian didn't use any strength, whether to refuse or cater to her, she didn't express her attitude, just sat quietly.

Duan Huaian sighed, as if he wanted to put an end to this inexplicable quarrel and cold war.

"I was wrong, but what I can tolerate is to keep my distance from you in front of outsiders."

"Why can't I kiss you when there are no outsiders around?" Duan Huai'an turned around slowly, his tone becoming sticky, "Baby, you can't have so many requirements for me. I just like you and want to be closer to you."

If Duan Huaian accused Huai Nian in a cold voice, Huai Nian would definitely continue this inexplicable cold war.
But he knew her as well as she knew him.

She just responds to soft tactics and does not respond to hard tactics.

In the silent carriage, there were hints of ambiguity.
Huai Nian pursed her lips and said a little uncomfortably: "Don't call me that."
Duan Huai'an laughed softly: "How should I call you?"

Missing the fluttering of eyelashes, in front of him, Duan Huai'an was still the same Duan Huai'an, with cold eyebrows and not much expression on his face. He exuded a cold and repellent aura, but when he opened his mouth, he was gentle and gentle in contrast to his appearance.
Call him "baby" every time.

For a moment, Huai Nian didn't know what to say, so he chose to remain silent.
After a moment of silence, Duan Huai'an said, "I've been very busy lately and haven't slept more than five hours a day. And you're still making trouble with me—"

"I'm not making trouble with you." Huai Nian pouted, and said confidently, "I give you enough freedom to keep you busy."

"Okay," Duan Huai'an changed his words, "You're not making trouble, you're just ignoring me. Go and have fun, and leave me alone in the empty room."

She missed the moment her lips moved, but before she could say anything, Duan Huaian lifted her face up and pinched the back of her neck with his other hand, closing the distance between them.

There are no street lights on this road, and it's pitch black all around.
There were not many cars passing by, and it was very quiet. Duan Huai'an nuzzled her nose, and his warm breath seemed to be a catalyst. Huai Nian subconsciously opened her lips, Duan Huai'an chuckled, and then bit her lips without hesitation. The tip of his tongue took advantage of the situation to pry open her teeth, and licked her tongue.
The dense, wet kiss is like the hot summer wind.
Summer winds mean heavy rains.

Duan Huaian's kiss was like this, full of predation, sweeping the breath in her mouth wildly, and she would feel suffocated if she kissed for too long.

He was never polite when kissing, and he made her clothes messy and wrinkled.

She missed being held in his arms and kissed, the seatbelt pressing tightly against her chest, restricting her breathing. This was not enough, Duan Huai'an held her face with his hands and pushed aside the corner of her clothes, instantly wrapping her heaving heart.

In fact, nostalgia is the one with the most contrasting feeling.

When I was in high school, people in my class would always talk about her.
Because she is beautiful, has good grades and a good personality, she is very popular. Not only does she attract the same sex, but she also attracts the opposite sex.
The boys were quite consistent in their discussion of her.

——"A very pure and very well behaved girl."
Her appearance is so pure and sweet that it is impossible for the opposite sex to have any fantasies about her.

But you will know after you come into contact with it.
Only Duan Huai'an would know that Huai Nian's figure was completely sexy and hot, which was totally inconsistent with her appearance. The soft flesh pressed by the seat belt had a strong sense of weight, and Duan Huai'an's hands were considered big among boys, barely covering two-thirds of it.
The thin sweater covered his hands, pressing the undulating curves intimately, and the numbing pleasure spread from his fingers to her body.

A deserted street.
In this atmosphere, I miss my nervous toes curling up.

She panicked immediately, and her hand moved randomly, accidentally touching something. Duan Huai'an hissed.

Huai Nian frowned: "Is your car a manual transmission?"
Did she just touch the manual transmission shifter? It's so hard and long.

Duan Huai'an sneered and said indifferently, "I've been sleeping alone recently, and I really have become a manual transmission."

"..."
Huai Nian heard what he meant. She breathed lightly, with a light blush on her face, and her eyes hidden in the darkness held an unconscious charm.
"Don't park your car on the main road, drive quickly."

"Oh." Duan Huai'an leaned back in his chair and fastened his seat belt. Before the car started, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and his words were a little playful. "It's quite exciting in the car. How about I drive to a deserted place one day?"
"..."
"Let's get a bigger car, baby, is that okay?"

Missing the reasonable suspicion, Duan Huai'an was already searching in his mind for a suitable posture in the car.
She pressed the window, and a cool breeze suddenly rushed in, blowing away most of the ambiguous atmosphere in the car. Hua Nian's eyes, which had been in a state of confusion and love, also regained clarity.

She said expressionlessly: "No."
Duan Huai'an: "Okay."
Miss: “I don’t like it.”
Duan Huai'an: "You will like it."
Missing the excuse: "The car is so small."
Duan Huai'an: "I told you, let's get a bigger car. Actually, this car will work too. We don't have to go to the back seat. We can do it in the driver's seat."

"..."
Anyway, it means that we have to have a big fight in the car no matter what.

But I still had to go through the motions, act politely and ask for her opinion.
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On the way back, Duan Huaian was driving and missed playing with his phone.
There was no music playing in the car, so the ticking sound of typing was particularly obvious.

Duan Huaian glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. The chat interface was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone. She missed her fair fingers typing on the keyboard, and the words in the chat box increased word by word.
Noticing his eyes on her, Nostalgia asked in confusion: "Why are you looking at me?"

The traffic light at the intersection ahead was flashing countdown numbers.
"9."
"8."
"7."
"..."

Time passes by seconds.
Duan Huaian's fingers on the steering wheel tapped at the same frequency as the flashing red numbers.
There was no sign of emotion on his face, and his tone was very calm and nonchalant: "I reply to other people's WeChat messages quite quickly, and I almost want to write a short essay."

Huai Nian was stunned for a moment, then he realized it belatedly, and he was still feeling angry.
Regarding the incident some time ago when Huai Nian did not reply to his WeChat message.

He was silent for a few seconds, lowered his head in remembrance, and then replied to the message.
She said in a good-tempered manner: "You always send me messages like 'I'm home' or 'I'm asleep' in the middle of the night. How can I reply to your messages when I'm asleep at that time? And what do you want me to reply to you? If you send me a message that I can reply to, I will definitely reply. Even if you send me a question mark, I can reply to you."

The green light is on.
Duan Huai'an stepped on the accelerator, "I sent a question mark, what are you going to reply to me?"
Miss: "I'll give you a question mark in return."
Duan Huai'an: "..."

The air stagnated for a moment.

Huai Nian said in a gentle voice, "I was replying to a message from a classmate of ours. She had a problem with her experiment and asked me the reason. I typed out all the reasons I knew and told her."

"Oh." Duan Huai'an didn't say anything else. After a long while, he relaxed his lips and sneered with an ambiguous tone, "I didn't ask who you were messaging. Don't worry, I won't care too much. It's your freedom to chat with whoever you like. You don't need to tell me."

"..."

I miss the fluttering eyelashes.
Duan Huaian's words reveal messages like "I don't care who you message at all", "I don't mind that you didn't reply to my message", "I am a very generous and tolerant person", "And you miss--", "You are a little clingy and you have to report to me before you reply to anyone you message".

I was just short of saying, "Hmm? Come on, don't love me too much. I miss you."

(End of this chapter)