Untamed Passionate Kiss

Before he could finish speaking, Bian Yu didn't give Liang Yutang a chance to bargain. He grabbed her and plunged off the cliff.

Extreme sports require a lot of mental preparation, but yesterday's paragliding experience gave him some experience.

The sensation of falling from a great height made Bian Yu instinctively tighten his arms, as if both of them had nothing to lose.

Bian Yu was surrounded by frantic "Ahhhhhhhh" sounds, which almost ruined his ears.

The rope bounced back and forth in the mountain stream, drawing irregular swing arcs.

Once ashore, Liang Yutang's soul had already flown away.

She was so frightened that she had a physical reaction and squatted by the car, retching incessantly.

Bian Yu took some mineral water from the trunk for her to rinse her mouth, and she downed two bottles in one go. She didn't even swallow them; she threw them all up.

A local auntie made fun of Liang Yutang.

"Why are you being so delicate?" the aunt said, glancing sideways. "Back then, we were pregnant and we still worked in the fields."

Liang Yutang was also low on health, otherwise they could have exchanged a few more blows.

Unexpectedly, Bian Yu actually spoke up for him.

"She's not cut out for manual labor."

The woman left in a huff.

Liang Yutang squatted on the ground, pulling on the man's trouser leg, looking up at him with a mixture of discomfort and relief.

"You used to be so talkative..."

Bian Yu also realized that he was being a bit paranoid, but it was just a joke.

Normally, he would have ignored it. He would have even advised Liang Yutang to let the matter rest.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

Liang Yutang: "You see, when you encounter difficult questions, you don't answer them either."

That being said, Liang Yutang's physical discomfort inexplicably improved.

She stood up, her legs still trembling, and practically crawled into the passenger seat, holding onto the car door.

The girl's skirt and pants weren't very long, but there was still a risk of her exposing herself.

Bian Yu subconsciously turned to the side, using his tall stature to shield her from the glimpses of her exposed skin.

We had another special meal that evening.

The local pork rib hot pot in Nanyun doesn't have chili peppers, but the broth is very rich and the aroma wafts from afar.

She may have emptied her stomach, because Liang Yutang had a good appetite and ordered several more servings of ribs.

After finishing their meal, the two walked back to their inn in the ancient town as a stroll to digest their food.

Like other scenic spots, the ancient town is filled with a dazzling array of unique shops, mostly selling handicrafts.

Liang Yutang took a fancy to a handmade snowflake silver bracelet, thinking the craftsmanship was beautiful, but she didn't plan to buy it.

Because Bian Yu seems to value cost-effectiveness when it comes to spending money.

He might spend thousands to treat the senior students who introduced the project to a meal, but he wouldn't spend a hundred on taxi fare unless it was something urgent.

He calculated the input and return on investment perfectly.

Even on weekdays, he would take the subway or bus to and from his apartment.

To date, this is the most sincere thing Bian Yu has ever done for Liang Yutang.

It was probably during the early stages of our relationship that I took taxis back and forth to cook for her, spending money and effort on it.

However, his actions were not taken seriously by Liang Yutang's friends in the circle.

Instead, it was used as a source of ridicule: "They even haggle over a taxi fare, wow."

That was when the two had just started dating, and Liang Yutang didn't make any special statement at the time.

After that, Bian Yu stopped cooking much.

Firstly, she didn't want to be a clown. Secondly, Liang Yutang also acted as if she didn't need to.

Liang Yutang: "Have some decency!"

Inside the Snowflake Silver Jewelry Shop, she felt somewhat indignant.

"When did I say I didn't need it?"

It was just a minor incident, and it's over now.

Bian Yu was too lazy to argue, so he turned to the shopkeeper and told him to wrap up the bracelet.

Liang Yutang awkwardly tried to stop her.

"Really, no need. It'll save you from saying I don't know how to live, humph."

It seems they tried to create a persona that would change for him, but failed.

"Buying one less bracelet doesn't prove you know how to live well," Bian Yu said. "Besides, bracelets are useful; silver ions can inhibit some bacteria on the skin's surface."

It can reduce symptoms such as sweaty wrists, acne, and itching.

Liang Yutang has delicate skin and often gets rashes, which Bian Yu had noticed.

In an instant, the girl felt a tickle on her heart.

This is not Liang Yutang's first relationship.

But this was the first time she had experienced an ordinary romance.

She has dated both rich and poor boyfriends in the past.

The wealthy, using every trick in the book, display their power like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.

He was poor, but she showered him with money, and he got used to her covering all his expenses.

Others, like Bian Yu, are rather aloof and refuse to be materialized by her.

However, they all share a common characteristic: they are basically only focused on themselves.

In the end, they were all easily forgotten by Liang Yutang.

Only Bian Yu, it seems, all the details are corroborating that she was truly cherished by him.

That night was the last day in the ancient town.

The next day, the two prepared to set off for Bian Yu's hometown, which was only a few hours' drive from the ancient city.

That evening, Liang Yutang was sitting on the edge of the bed, blow-drying her hair.

Bian Yu's mother called again, asking when he would be home.

Bian Yu turned on the loudspeaker because it was him who was holding the hairdryer.

"Expected tomorrow afternoon," he said, turning the hairdryer volume down to the lowest setting.

Bian's mother sounded very happy, after all, she hadn't seen her son for two years.

"Did you bring your girlfriend home?"

He was clearly looking forward to meeting Liang Yutang.

Bian Yu finally turned off the hair dryer.

"No," he said, a glint in his eyes.

Liang Yutang subconsciously turned her head to look at him.

Mother Bian was still talking: "Huh? No? Didn't you say you were driving? What scenery are you going to see all by yourself?"

Bian Yu didn't answer, but turned the hairdryer back on and said, "I'll dry my hair first."

He then hung up the phone dismissively.

Fortunately, the hairdryer was still running, which made the room feel less awkward.

Liang Yutang's heart pounded. What exactly did he mean?

Does his talk of coming to Nagumo for fun really mean he's just doing a pure, 24K vacation?

So it seems that Bian Yu never said he wanted to take her home.

The clown was herself!

For some reason, Liang Yutang felt like she had been set up, and her heart felt heavy.

Seeing that her hair was almost done, she unplugged the power cord and turned to glare at the man.

Liang Yutang: "Bian Yu, am I really that bad?"

A straight ball was hit.

Bian Yu had anticipated her accusations and was prepared to reply, "No, it's just that I can't present it properly."

He lowered his own status, and Liang Yutang had no choice but to let her efforts be in vain.

Bian Yuwei thought for a moment, and before she went crazy, he continued.

"You know better than I do. As the eldest princess of the Liang Group, you would never marry a poor boy like me."

"Who said you're poor?!"

She was even more excited than him: "You have the potential to be worth millions!"

Bian Yu: "It's not even worth the annual rent for one of your floors."

Liang Yutang fell silent.

When romance and beauty are confronted with reality, they become the trials and tribulations of life.

Previously, the two had never discussed their future plans in depth.

Now is the perfect time to be open and honest.

Bian Yu: "I probably won't have the chance to meet your parents. So, I don't want your existence to become a psychological burden for them."

Once he brings someone home, it proves that he's aiming for marriage.

Perhaps the parents will even take the opportunity to call on relatives and friends to line up and welcome them.

……

Liang Yutang might not be willing to deal with so many red tape and formalities.

After speaking, Liang Yutang remained silent.

Bian Yu thought the conversation was over, so he got up and grabbed the hair dryer cord.

Suddenly, the girl crossed her legs and spoke.

"What if you agree?"

Liang Yutang just wanted to know a hypothesis.

"If my parents agree, would you be willing to take me home?"