Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Yu Heng raised an eyebrow at Shen Yueling; this girl was acting strangely today.

She is usually quite direct.

But in front of so many people, why is she so obviously asking me to stay with her?

"Now?" Yu Heng glanced at the stall. "There are still so many people here."

"Aren't they still here?" Shen Yueling gestured with her chin toward Hao Junran and the others.

Hao Junran immediately straightened up: "Yes, yes, Yu Heng, you go quickly, we'll take care of things here!"

As he said this, his eyes darted back and forth between the girls, giving him an expression that suggested he was enjoying the spectacle.

Yu Heng cursed the bastard in his heart and turned to look at Ning Yutong.

Ning Yutong was sorting out the registration forms when she looked up, her face still bearing that gentle smile: "Go ahead, we'll keep an eye on things here."

He Mengyao stood to the side, arms crossed, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Looks like you're pretty busy. Well then, I won't bother you any longer. I still have to go practice my dance."

After she finished speaking, she waved to Yu Heng, turned around and left.

As she walked, her waist swayed gently with each step, revealing the graceful figure of a dancer.

Yu Heng watched her leave before turning to Shen Yueling and saying, "Alright, what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever," Shen Yueling stood up. "You decide."

As she spoke, she naturally reached out and took Yu Heng's arm.

This action made Ning Yutong pause, and the smile on her lips faded slightly.

Bai Xinran raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Hao Junran's eyes widened in surprise, and he thought to himself, "Wow!"

Yu Heng was also stunned; she had never been so proactive before.

What's wrong with me today?

"Let's go." Shen Yueling said, pulling Yu Heng along as they headed away.

Yu Heng was pulled a few steps by her, then turned back and shouted to Hao Junran and the others, "Keep an eye on the stall for me!"

"Don't worry!" Hao Junran replied loudly.

Yu Heng was pulled out of the small square by Shen Yueling.

"Are you really going to the cafeteria?" Yu Heng asked, turning his head. "Or are we eating out?"

Shen Yueling was silent for two seconds, then gently scratched his arm with her fingers: "Let's go to your place."

"Hmm?" Yu Heng raised an eyebrow. "A villa?"

"Okay." Shen Yueling nodded. "I'll cook for myself."

Looking at her like this, Yu Heng clicked his tongue and said, "There's no food at home, the fridge is empty."

"Go buy it," Shen Yueling said matter-of-factly.

"Too much trouble," Yu Heng said, pouting. "I'd rather just order takeout."

Shen Yueling didn't reply, and the two walked towards the villa in silence.

Yu Heng could sense that Shen Yueling was in a bad mood today, but he didn't ask.

If the girl wants to talk, she will; if she doesn't want to, asking her is pointless.

Upon reaching the villa's entrance, Yu Heng took out his key and opened the door.

"Come in." He stepped aside.

Shen Yueling went inside and closed the door behind her.

She changed her shoes in the entryway, came in, took off her coat, and sat down at one end of the sofa.

Yu Heng also took off his scarf, sat down next to her, and leaned closer to her: "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout."

"Whatever," Shen Yueling said.

"Let's order this," Yu Heng said, handing her his phone. "Boiled sliced ​​pork, Mapo tofu, and a soup, okay?"

Shen Yueling glanced at the screen: "Mm."

Yu Heng placed the order and paid, tossed his phone aside, and leaned back on the sofa.

The living room fell silent.

After a while, Yu Heng turned to the side, put his hand on the back of the sofa, and his fingertips touched Shen Yueling's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

"What's wrong with you today?" he asked.

Shen Yueling didn't look at him: "What? What happened?"

"That's so unusual," Yu Heng laughed. "You usually don't drag me away in front of so many people."

Shen Yueling pursed her lips.

She didn't know what was wrong with her today.

"What's wrong with that?" Shen Yueling looked at him. "You're not happy about it?"

He reached out and pulled her close, and Shen Yueling leaned against him.

Yu Heng placed his hand on her waist, and could feel her body temperature through her sweater.

"Yes, yes," he asked, looking down. "Finished with your work?"

"Mmm." Shen Yueling buried her face in the crook of his neck. "The design draft has been submitted, and now we just wait for further notice."

"You've worked hard." Yu Heng's fingers gently caressed her waist.

"Yu Heng," she whispered his name.

"Um?"

"That scarf," Shen Yueling paused, "whose is it?"

Yu Heng paused, then smiled: "Bai Xinran's? It was cold when I went out this morning, so she lent it to me."

He spoke frankly, without any attempt to conceal anything.

"What's wrong?" Yu Heng noticed her silence, looked down at her, and asked, "Are you jealous?"

Shen Yueling neither denied nor admitted it.

Yu Heng smiled and pinched the back of her neck with his fingers: "Then I won't use it next time."

"Do whatever you want," Shen Yueling turned her head away, "I don't care about you anyway."

Yu Heng chuckled and didn't continue the topic.

"So," he whispered in her ear, "you were in such a hurry to drag me back today because you missed me?"

"Who misses you?" She felt tickled by his breath. "I'm just hungry."

"Oh~" Yu Heng drawled, "Then I won't hug you anymore, let's wait for dinner!"

"You!" Shen Yueling glared at him, "Bastard!"

"So what if you're jealous?" Yu Heng laughed. "I'm not making fun of you."

"I didn't," Shen Yueling stubbornly insisted.

"Okay, you don't." Yu Heng went along with her words, but his hands were restless.

"You..." She raised her eyes to glare at him, but at this moment she had no intimidating power.

"What's wrong with me?" Yu Heng feigned innocence. Shen Yueling's skin was cool, but Yu Heng's hands were warm.

"Take it away," she said, but her voice had softened.

"I won't take it." Yu Heng acted like a rogue. "Why are you so cold? You're not wearing enough."

"None of your business." Shen Yueling turned her face away, feeling a tightening in her lower abdomen.

"Yu Heng..." Her voice trembled slightly.

"Hmm?" Yu Heng responded, his lips already pressed against her neck. "Did you miss me?"

Shen Yueling bit her lip and remained silent.

Yu Heng wasn't in a hurry; he slid his hand from her waist to her back.

"You!" Shen Yueling tried to stop him, but her hand was pressed down by him as soon as she raised it.

"Don't move," Yu Heng said, his lips moving down her neck to her collarbone, where he gently bit her.

It's not heavy, but enough to leave a mark.

Shen Yueling gasped.

"Yu Heng...don't..." She pushed him, but her hands were too weak.

"Then tell me the truth," Yu Heng looked up at her, "did you miss me or not?"

Shen Yueling looked at him, her usually cold eyes now misty with tears, making her look both aggrieved and alluring.

Yu Heng's Adam's apple bobbed as he lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss wasn't rushed, nor was it fierce.

Shen Yueling was dizzy, and her hands had somehow wrapped around his neck.

"Can you tell me now?" Yu Heng pressed his forehead against hers. "Did you miss me?"

Shen Yueling looked at him for a long time, and finally nodded very lightly.

"Why didn't you just admit it earlier?"

Shen Yueling gave a soft snort.

"You..." She wanted to curse him, but swallowed the words back.

"Why are you hiding?" Yu Heng's fingers gently rubbed against your skin. "I'm giving you a massage."

"Yu Heng..." Shen Yueling grabbed his hand.

Just then, the doorbell rang.