Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 401 So this older sister wanted to be a firefighter! (Seeking monthly votes mid-month!)

Chen Yan was a little dumbfounded when he saw Kim Tae-yeon's reply.

Why is she suddenly coming over? What does this woman want?

Come here to catch them in the act?

But that doesn't make sense. Who catches someone cheating with prior notice?

Moreover, his situation with Jessica Jung isn't something everyone knows; he had already told his three family members about it before coming here.

Thoughts raced through Chen Yan's mind, but in the end, he didn't ask any questions and simply replied, "Okay."

Asking Kim Tae-yeon why she came over at this point is clearly not a wise move.

The older woman's question, "What? Can't I come over?" effectively killed the game.

So what if they come over? I and Jessica Jung didn't do anything.

Chen Yan glanced at Jessica Jung, who was fast asleep on the bed, and then turned and left the bedroom.

He closed the door and was about to go straight to the living room when he paused after taking a step.

Then he turned around and went into the bathroom.

He and Jessica Jung had just kissed for quite a while, and since Taeyeon was coming over, he should rinse his mouth and clean up the traces first.

It's not that I'm afraid of what Kim Tae-yeon will do if she finds out, it's about respect!

After tidying up, Chen Yan returned to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

I glanced at the clock on the wall; it was almost eleven o'clock.

He didn't turn on the TV, but just took out his phone and scrolled through it while waiting for Kim Tae-yeon to come over.

Less than ten minutes later, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Chen Yan immediately got up to open the door.

The door opened, and Kim Tae-yeon's petite figure, wearing a mask, came into view.

Chen Yan smiled slightly guiltily: "Nuna."

"Ah."

Kim Tae-yeon gave a nonchalant reply, then went inside and skillfully bent down to take a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on.

Judging from his appearance, he had obviously been here quite a few times before.

Behind him, Chen Yan grinned.

It seems this older sister isn't completely over her anger.

Actually, his original plan was to go and appease Kim Tae-yeon tonight, but Jessica Jung's sudden invitation disrupted his plans.

After changing into slippers, Kim Tae-yeon straightened up and turned to look at Chen Yan, her eyes showing little emotion.

She hadn't actually planned to come at first, since all three of them knew exactly why Jessica Jung had invited her man over that night.

The message I sent to Chen Yan just now was just a little emotional outburst; I had a mischievous thought and wanted to bother them a bit.

The man quickly replied, saying that Jessica Jung was drunk.

Upon seeing the message, Kim Tae-yeon paused for a moment, then immediately clicked her tongue twice.

Tsk tsk, even if I gave you a chance, you still wouldn't be able to do it, Zheng Xika. What can you accomplish when you're drunk?

After thinking for a while, an idea popped into her head, which led to her current situation at Jessica Jung's house.

"How much did you drink tonight?"

"I didn't drink much, just a bottle of red wine. But I only had a little bit; the rest was all drunk by Sikanu. She got emotional while we were chatting."

Kim Tae-yeon nodded, understanding the situation.

"Is Jessica asleep yet?"

"Yes, it's in her bedroom."

After placing her bag on the sofa, Kim Tae-yeon walked towards Jessica Jung's bedroom, with Chen Yan following behind.

I opened the bedroom door and walked to the bedside.

Jessica Jung was sleeping peacefully as before, with a slight flush of drunkenness on her face, without even changing her position.

Chen Yan spoke up at the right moment: "Sikanuna's house is empty, and Xiujing probably won't be coming back either, so I thought I'd stay here tonight to keep an eye on things."

Upon hearing this, Kim Tae-yeon pouted.

If Soojung were to go home tonight, how could Jessica be so bold as to invite you to her house?

His eyes then swept over the low-cut neckline with its lace design, and his gaze narrowed slightly.

"Hehe, Jessica is dressed quite sexily tonight."

As he spoke, he glanced at someone next to him.

Mr. Chen immediately straightened up, staring straight ahead, his expression so serious he was practically saluting.

This woman is definitely not completely over her anger.

"Humph~"

Seeing this, Kim Tae-yeon pouted, gave a soft hum, and turned to leave the bedroom.

Chen Yan glanced at Jessica Jung on the bed and quickly followed.

Step out of the bedroom and close the bedroom door behind you.

Upon entering the living room, Chen Yan saw Kim Tae-yeon sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed and legs crossed, tilting her head to look at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving only her profile visible to him.

That look was practically as if he had "come and comfort me" written all over his face.

Chen Yan naturally understood, and with a fawning smile on his face, he walked over and sat down next to her.

"Nuna."

no respond.

Chen Yan's eyes darted around. If words wouldn't work, then actions would.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around Kim Tae-yeon's legs and waist, then lifted her up in a small princess carry and placed her on his lap.

This older sister has a childish temper; a few gentle words and a few kisses and hugs will usually calm her down.

"Yeah~"

The sudden feeling of being suspended in mid-air made Kim Tae-yeon gasp softly involuntarily. By the time she realized what was happening, she was already on Chen Yan's lap.

Chen Yan grinned and leaned closer: "Nuna."

Kim Tae-yeon pouted and symbolically pushed Chen Yan's chest twice.

Why are you hugging me?

"Because I like Nuna. Nuna is fragrant and soft, and makes me want to hold her in my arms forever."

After another two sweet nothings, Kim Tae-yeon still had a furrowed brow and pouting expression on her face, and then pushed Chen Yan's chest again.

"You smell like alcohol after drinking, you stink, don't hug me."

His expression and movements were the same as before, but his tone had clearly softened.

Chen Yan naturally understood.

"There's no stench. I only drank one cup, so it's practically the same as not drinking anything."

He tightened his grip on Kim Tae-yeon's soft waist, pulling her even closer to him.

Kim Tae-yeon offered a token resistance twice, but then suddenly paused, before moving closer to Chen Yan and twitching her small, upturned nose a few times. "Noona, I don't smell of alcohol at all, do I?"

Kim Tae-yeon looked up at him, her expression a half-smile: "There's no smell of alcohol, only Jessica's perfume, it smells very nice."

Chen Yan's smile froze.

Oh no, I forgot about that.

I had just been chatting with Jessica Jung on the sofa for a while, so it's perfectly normal for me to smell.

But even if he had thought of this, there was nothing he could do, since there were no clothes for him to change into here.

Kim Tae-yeon continued, "Tell me, is it more comfortable to hug Jessica or to hug me?"

Her eyebrows were curved, but they exuded an aura of danger that was almost tangible.

"hehe."

Chen Yan chuckled twice, then put on a fawning smile: "Nuna."

He chose not to answer this potentially disastrous question.

It wasn't that the answer was difficult; rather, he knew that after he answered, there would likely be a series of questions to answer next.

For example, "Why is it more comfortable for Jessica to hug me? Is it because Jessica's body isn't flexible?" "What's the difference between Jessica and me?"

If I answer that, and Jessica Jung's older sister finds out later, I'll be in big trouble too.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Chen Yan avoided answering, Kim Tae-yeon could more or less guess what he was thinking. She simply snorted and turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

"Nuna."

Chen Yan leaned closer, but Kim Tae-yeon turned her head to the other side.

Seeing this, Chen Yan gave a wry smile, his brain starting to race as he considered a solution.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck me.

His eyes lit up as he looked at Kim Tae-yeon, who had her head tilted to the side. He slowly leaned closer, whispering in her ear, his voice deep and magnetic:
"Taeyeon".

The two short words, once they reached Kim Tae-yeon's ears, seemed to transform into an electric current that flowed through her entire body, sending a tingling sensation through her.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she widened her eyes instantly, turning to stare blankly at Chen Yan.

What did you call me?

Chen Yan thought to himself that it had worked, looked directly into those beautiful eyes, and called out gently again:
"Taeyeon".

Her heart started racing uncontrollably, and a blush rose on her milk-white, smooth skin.

Kim Tae-yeon, no longer displaying her earlier "toughness," said with a somewhat flustered expression:
"You...you're not allowed to call me that."

Oh no, why is this man suddenly calling her by her name? He always calls her Nuna.

Even in her past life, he never called her Taeyeon so directly.

"Why can't we call it that?"

Looking at the woman's cheeks, as red as apples, and recalling the slight trembling of her body just now, a sly glint flashed in Chen Yan's eyes as he continued his attack.

"Oh, I'm older than you, you should call me Nuna."

"But you're only a year older than me, and in China, couples can call each other by their first names."

As he spoke, the hand that was holding Kim Tae-yeon's soft waist suddenly tightened, pulling her closer to his chest again. Then he lowered his eyes to meet her wide, beautiful eyes and whispered again.

"Taeyeon".

The pupils reflecting his own image instantly began to tremble.

"Oh! I can't say for sure. Hmm."

Kim Tae-yeon's soft pink lips had just opened when Chen Yan lowered his head and covered them, depriving her of the opportunity to speak.

The two small hands on her chest changed sides after only two seconds of pushing and shoving, and instead reached up to hug Chen Yan's neck.

The sound of soft kissing echoed in the living room for the second time tonight.

After a while, their lips and teeth separated.

Meeting those beautiful, slightly dreamy eyes, Chen Yan smiled slightly and said:

"Nuna, don't be angry anymore, okay? I know I was wrong."

"Humph"

Upon hearing this, Kim Tae-yeon gave a soft snort, but instead of turning her head away and ignoring him as before, she remained nestled against Chen Yan and continued speaking:

"Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

"The mistake was that I shouldn't have had the intention to hide things from you or deceive you; I should have been honest."

Chen Yan knew exactly where he had gone wrong, and his answer was straightforward, without any ulterior motives.

"At least you know your place. Will you dare to do it again next time?"

"no more chance."

"hum"

Kim Tae-yeon hummed twice, then said nothing more, instead wrapping her arms around Chen Yan's waist and snuggling into his embrace.

Seeing this, Chen Yan's smile deepened, knowing that he had successfully appeased the older sister.

Three "Taeyeon"s followed by a direct kiss, and finally a direct apology.

Little Kim Tae-yeon, you can handle her.

"Nuna."

"Ok?"

Do you like the Children's Day gift I gave you?

Kim Tae-yeon lifted her head from his embrace and looked at him softly: "I like it."

Their eyes met, and their lips touched once more.

They kissed briefly, then parted again.

As they looked at each other, a teasing smile suddenly appeared in Kim Tae-yeon's eyes, her gaze shifting.

"Xiao Yan, you seem to have a bit of a temper."

My husband usually doesn't react this strongly to a kiss.

"Forehead"

Chen Yan's expression froze.

How could this not be a big deal? The fire started by Jessica Jung hasn't even completely died down yet, and now Taeyeon is already stirring things up again.

Seeing her man's embarrassed expression and remembering the purpose of her visit, Kim Tae-yeon chuckled and pressed her lips to his again.

And this time it showed no signs of stopping; on the contrary, it became even more intense.

Chen Yan immediately understood; it turned out this older sister wanted to be a firefighter.

The hand holding her slender waist tightened a bit more, and the two of them began to make more hand gestures.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom just a wall away, Jessica Jung was still sleeping peacefully.

(End of this chapter)