Untamed Passionate Kiss

Liang Yutang's tears came quickly and dramatically.

She herself didn't know what was wrong, because the persona she usually cultivated was that of a carefree and invulnerable person.

But with Bian Yu, it seemed he could easily touch her sore spot.

Moreover, she found herself acting a little differently lately.

She's extremely thin-skinned.

She used to be able to spout vulgar and obscene language without hesitation, and she was also very good at dissing Bian Yu.

Even if she offended him at the time, it didn't matter if they had a cold war. A couple of days later, when she was in the mood, she would take the initiative to seduce him again.

Not now.

Now, whenever they argue, she can't help but think about one thing—backbone.

I've heard that if someone doesn't love you, they're willing to pretend, using all sorts of tactics like feigning weakness and acting cute, just to get what they want.

But once you fall in love, you suddenly develop backbone.

The cerebral cortex will naturally generate a defense mechanism, feeling that it's not working and that it can't give up. It has to wait for the other person to come first, so as to prove that this is a two-way love.

Once the other party arrives, it doesn't matter if you show weakness, lose face, or not.

But he has to come first.

Liang Yutang is currently ill and unable to see clearly.

All she knew was that Bian Yu had taken her grievances, so she dared to vent more and more.

"You must think I'm stupid." The girl's breath hitched. "You always see through everything, but you just don't say anything... You treat me like a dog on a leash."

Bian Yu patted her head and said, lowering himself, "No way, everyone says I'm your dog. You often call me a dog too."

Liang Yutang's watery eyes flickered.

"You're a piece of trash!"

She punched him hard, "But a dog is a dog, a Border Collie is a Border Collie, I know that—"

"You're quite clever! You won't insult me, but you know exactly how to make me feel utterly ashamed."

Just like what he said last night, it was well-organized and flawless.

Liang Yutang couldn't bear to think about it; if she did, she would seem to have truly become a spoiled brat who was out of touch with reality.

The girl's accusations came one after another, and Bian Yuguang listened without offering any further rebuttal.

After she had poured out most of her grievances, he took a moment to pour her a glass of water and fed it to Liang Yutang.

"Drink some water; crying a lot after a hangover can easily lead to dehydration."

Upon hearing this, Liang Yutang hiccuped as she cried, "Huh?"

Bian Yu sneered, "You reek of alcohol, who can fool you? You didn't even sleep in the apartment last night."

Liang Yutang's crying grew softer and softer, tinged with a hint of guilt.

Bian Yu sighed, took a big gulp himself, and then suddenly fed it to her through his mouth.

Actually, there's no need for that; Liang Yutang is perfectly healthy.

He knew that without a particularly intimate gesture to end the cold war, Liang Yutang would still feel uneasy.

Sure enough, after the kiss, Liang Yutang stopped crying and even obediently picked up her water glass and sipped it.

"Go wash your hair and take a shower," Bian Yu instructed her again. "By the time you come out, dinner will be ready."

This time she listened and stopped being pretentious about why she had to.

While washing her hair, the aroma of rice wafted in. This familiar, homey smell put Liang Yutang in a good mood.

Thinking about it carefully, Bian Yu really hasn't cooked in a long time.

She finally rediscovered the joy of being in the early stages of her relationship. One second she was crying, the next she was humming a little tune.

After washing up and changing into her pajamas, she stopped blow-drying her hair halfway through and jumped into the kitchen to watch Bian Yu cook.

Bian Yu was completely focused, his profile was clearly defined, and his double eyelids could only be seen from unusual angles.

He's not the kind of handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes; in fact, his features aren't particularly outstanding. But the combination of features makes him more and more pleasing to the eye the longer you look at him.

Especially when he's angry, his eyes narrow and his eyebrows droop, giving him a cool and aloof beauty.

Liang Yutang just watched him, and suddenly felt an urge to hug him.

Impulsive, she acted, grabbing the man who was cracking eggs into the pot from behind and holding him tightly.

Her slender arms were strong, holding Bian Yu's waist tightly.

Bian Yu: "I can't move like this."

We were just one tomato and egg soup away from finishing, but she insisted on making a scene.

Liang Yutang, who had already eaten toast, blurted out, "I'm not hungry."

"But I'm hungry."

Bian Yuwei tilted his head slightly, looking at her sideways with a hint of doting in his gaze.

"I haven't eaten anything since yesterday noon."

I was so busy investigating the truth, arguing with her, and writing code that I calmed down.

Liang Yutang felt a pang of heartache, but was bewitched by that doting gaze. Her arms tightened unconsciously, and her face pressed against the man's back, her voice full of suggestive undertones.

"If you're hungry, there are other things you can eat besides vegetables."

After saying that, she tiptoed slightly and bit the man's ear from behind.

Bian Yu tightened his grip, turned off the stove, and, a little impatient and annoyed, turned and bit her lip rather fiercely.

"Liang Yutang, you old pervert!"

Feeling satisfied after being teased by Liang Yutang, she jumped up and bit his lips, laughing vaguely in response.

"To correct you, it should be 'small color batch'."

She's only twenty-two years old!

Then, in the kitchen filled with the smell of cooking, their lips began to bite each other fiercely, pushing and pulling each other out of the kitchen.

The bedroom seemed a bit far away at this moment.

Bian Yu lost his patience and grabbed Liang Yutang by the waist, picking her up and pressing her onto the dining table.

So instead of eating, we ended up using the dining table.

Liang Yutang felt one hand smoothly slip under her nightgown, while the other hand deftly moved towards her heart.

The double teasing came directly, and the girl couldn't help but moan softly, her breath coming in barely audible gasps in Bian Yu's ear.

Her fair toes tickled the man's waist, eventually almost curling up together, her gaze unfocused.

The commotion under her skirt lasted only a short while, and before the main course was even served, Liang Yutang was already nearing her limit.

Her breathing became more and more rapid as she called out in Bian Yu's ear, "Brother, brother."

The shout caused Bian Yu's defense to be broken.

He only intended to serve her, since there was still food in the pot. He was used to finishing what he started.

But Liang Yutang's voice was like an aphrodisiac, making him forget everything else.

Liang Yutang never expected herself to be so pathetic.

Normally, she wouldn't be so easily provoked.

Every time she argued and made up with Bian Yu, she felt like she was on stimulants.

It seems that their relationship didn't worsen because of the argument. On the contrary, it actually got better.

Fortunately, Bian Yu took the afternoon off.

They didn't eat until 2 a.m. And he was the only one eating. Liang Yutang fell asleep contentedly.

He felt a bit lonely eating alone, so he took out his phone, turned the volume down to the lowest setting, and started watching videos.

He scrolled through them one by one: pet owners, comedians, cute people, and sellers of goods.

Then my fingertip hovered over a piece of inspirational duck soup interface, the text of which was—

True dog training is not about putting a collar around a dog and preventing it from leaving.

But when you're about to take the collar off the dog's neck.

The dog is the one who is most anxious and reluctant to part with the dog.

Looking at the text, Bian Yu subconsciously glanced towards the bedroom. From where he was sitting, he could see Liang Yutang's baby sleeping on her side.

Do you train dogs?

The man's gaze involuntarily hardened, a thought flashing through his mind—

In this game of love, who's really lecturing whom...?

This still needs to be discussed.

evening.

Liang Yutang was awakened by the sound of a phone call.

Although Bian Yu was speaking very softly and was sitting in the living room, the intermittent conversation still woke her up.

The call seemed to be from Bian Yu's mother, asking if he wanted to go back home for summer vacation.

Bian Yu glanced in the direction of the bedroom and said, "Maybe not, there's a project in Jing City."

Mother Bian: "Do you have a project, or a girlfriend?"

A teasing voice came through the receiver, "Your dad saw your Douyin (TikTok) and said you're in a relationship, and it seems like you're doing really well. Why don't you bring her home this summer so we can meet her?"

Bian Yu made a mistake.

People of all ages love watching videos these days, and I never expected that his two family members would also keep up with the times.

However, Douyin's recommendation algorithm can make you see people you know even if you don't follow each other.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Bian Yu simply didn't deny it, only saying, "It's not ripe yet."

"What's immature about you? You're already twenty-two. Bring her back so we can meet her. If she's a good match, we can get married after you graduate with your PhD. I've heard that relationships that last too long tend to break up."

Bian Yu: "It's not that I'm immature."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Our relationship isn't mature enough yet."