Landing On My Heart

“I……” Zheng You’an said with difficulty, “Didn’t I say that……”

“It doesn’t count.” Yan’an pressed on questioning her, “Women’s words in bed are equally untrustworthy.”

“Oh…” Zheng You’an lowered her eyes and said, “Anyway, every time, I never pretend it.”

“Good.”

Yan’an let out a long sigh of relief.

His self esteem is back.

Little President Yan went back to the room with satisfaction and changed into loose clothes before taking Zheng You’an’s hand and leading her downstairs.

Jinxing City is very hot today, and the temperature at night did not drop below 30 degrees.

Yan’an feels hot only after walking a few steps.

It was quiet all around, and there was no other lighting except the street lamps, but there was a tryst atmosphere.

Yan’an stopped and leaned against the street lamp.

“An’an.”

“Huh?” Zheng You’an turned around, “What’s the matter?”

He took Zheng You’an into his arms and said, “Let me kiss you?”

“No, no, no…” Zheng You’an put her hand on his chest to stop him, “What should I do if I am seen? All the guests in this hotel are my guests.”

“No.” Yan’an was puzzled. “Who is so bored to hang out here this late at night?”

It’s dark, hot, and there are still mosquitoes.

Only this Young Master me is willing to accompany my wife out.

But Zheng You’an was stunned, “What do you mean?”

After the atmosphere stagnated for a few seconds, Yan’an gave up.

“Just pretend I didn’t say it.”

The two took another two steps, and there was a murmur from the front.

Yan’an was speechless.

There are really people who are so bored that they just hang out here.

When they got closer, the people were still acquaintances.

On the bench, Fu Mingyu and Ruan Sixian sat side by side.

Ruan Sixian turned around when she heard the footsteps, and smiled, “You can’t sleep and go out for a walk too?”

Yan’an twitched the corners of his mouth but said nothing.

I’m afraid you are the only one who can’t sleep.

“Well.” Zheng You’an said, “We just came out for a walk.”

When she spoke, she found that Ruan Sixian still had some roses in her hand, so she pulled the corner of Yan’an’s clothes.

“Husband, I want that flower too.”

Yan’an looked at the flowers in Ruan Sixian’s hand solemnly, thinking that women are like this, and she wants what others want.

So he turned his head and walked towards the flower stand, where a few bouquets of roses happened to be planted there.

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When he reached out his hand, he was still cursing in his heart.

Fu Mingyu, are you still a human? Do you even have a sense of public morality when picking flowers on the roadside?

But as soon as he touched the flower branch, a tingling sensation struck, and Yan’an sighed helplessly.

It’s not that easy either for Fu Mingyu.

After picking the flowers and handing them to Zheng You’an, Yan’an looked at his fingertip through the streetlamp.

It really pierced into the skin.

“Ah!” Zheng You’an also saw it and didn’t even care about the flowers anymore. She took his hand and asked, “Why is it bleeding?”

Ruan Sixian smiled and fell into Fu Mingyu’s arms.

“What’s the matter with you, President Yan? Don’t you know that roses have thorns? My roses are taken out from the hotel room. Why are you picking them by the roadside?”

Yan’an was in a heavy mood and turned to look at Fu Mingyu.

——Take care of your own wife.

Fu Mingyu, however, seemed to miss the message in his eyes. He leaned back on the bench and lifted his chin towards him.

“Come and sit down.”

The bench is quite spacious for four people.

A gust of wind blew and Zheng You’an and Ruan Sixian ran to the fountain to take pictures.

The moon is reflected in the water and the perfection is intact.

“Hey, are you ready to have children?” Yan’an asked casually.

Fu Mingyu only hummed.

“It’s a coincidence.” Yan’an said, “We are also ready to be parents. Let’s be in-laws in the future?”

Fu Mingyu: “Rejected.”

——End of The Story——

TN: Finally, I finished translating my 2nd story. There’s so many ups and downs in this journey. I noticed that there are not many readers for this kind of genre, but I still insisted on translating it until the end. Yey! I really made it, although there were a lot of mistakes in the translation. Persistence is my golden finger, as one of my readers said (Thank You). It’s still the same feeling I get after I finish translating a story, where I feel that I must part with the characters in the story. Although a bit sad because it ended, but, what a wonderful journey with them. I also want to thank all my Patreon supporters for making this possible with your support on my Patreon. And also all of the readers. Thank you so, so, so, much.