sjar Chapter 1303 Wash together
Chapter 1303 Wash together
"slight,,,"
Nan Yifeng sighed softly, and the sound of his sigh was like the fallen leaves in late autumn falling on the calm lake, creating tiny ripples.
His eyes were as gentle as the warm spring breeze, and as deep as the twinkling stars in the night sky. He just stared quietly at Nan Weiwei in front of him.
Nan Weiwei raised her head and looked at Nan Yifeng, "What's wrong?"
After a long while, he slowly opened his lips and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Weiwei... Actually, I know you have always been conflicted, right?"
Although the words were spoken softly, they seemed to contain a powerful force that penetrated Nan Weiwei's defenses.
When he said this, there was a barely perceptible tremor in Nan Yifeng's voice, the tremor was so slight that it was like the air fluctuations caused by a butterfly flapping its wings.
However, it was this barely perceptible tremor that exposed his deep-seated anxiety and restlessness.
He seemed to be carefully testing Nan Weiwei's true thoughts, and also seemed to be unable to control himself because he felt sorry for her entanglement and struggle at the moment.
Hearing Nan Yifeng's words, Nan Weiwei couldn't help but frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt quickly flashed in her beautiful eyes.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she only uttered a simple question word: "Huh? What?"
This brief response was full of confusion and puzzlement, and he was obviously very surprised that Nan Yifeng suddenly said such a thing.
She asked back softly, with a hint of confusion in her tone, and her eyes met Nan Yifeng's. There were too many emotions hidden in those eyes, which were complicated and difficult to discern.
Nan Yifeng took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the air around him into his lungs.
He spoke slowly, his voice soft, "Jiang Ling, the person who claimed to be your aunt today, I want to ask you, deep in your heart, do you actually have a little hope that she is really your biological aunt?"
Nan Yifeng's eyes were fixed on Nan Weiwei.
Hearing Nan Yifeng's words, Nan sighed slightly.
She was silent for a long time, so long that one would almost think that time had stopped.
Finally, she gently lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, casting a faint, smoky shadow under her white eyelids.
"Maybe...right! Yi Feng, you won't blame me, will you?"
Nan Weiwei's voice was so soft that it sounded like a breeze blowing past her ears. If you didn't listen carefully, you might even ignore it.
The murmurs, as thin as those of mosquitoes and flies, contain a sense of helplessness and expectation that is difficult to describe.
It was a complex emotion of longing for family affection and fear of disappointment, like a tangled mess entangled in her heart, making her not know how to face it for a moment.
Nan Yifeng felt a pain in his heart when he saw this. He took a step forward, held Nan Weiwei's hand tightly, his eyes firm and gentle.
"So… you understand how I feel, right?"
His tone was full of expectation, as if he was seeking understanding and resonance.
Nan nodded slightly, and her bright eyes were slightly flushed, as if covered by a layer of light mist.
She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing across the lake:
"Yi Feng... that... um... how should I put it? You know, I've always been really bad at talking. I'm really not good at saying things that can make people feel warm and comfortable."
Nan Yifeng nodded heavily, his eyes were gentle and firm as he stared at Nan Weiwei in front of him, and he said softly: "I understand, Weiwei...really, as long as you can always be by my side, that's fine."
Nan Weiwei met his gaze, her eyes revealing deep understanding and concern.
She sighed softly and slowly said, "I can empathize with your feelings at this moment. We are all adopted children by our parents. Even though our parents treat us very well, we still hope to have relatives in our hearts. Of course, my mother is also my aunt, but I still hope to have more relatives. Do you understand?"
"I don't want Xiaoxiao to know that I have such a relative because I know that she wants to have relatives just like me. If Jiang Ling is not my aunt, Xiaoxiao will be very disappointed."
Nan Yifeng nodded, "I understand."
Nan Weiwei said, "Yi Feng, perhaps at this very moment, rather than having people around you constantly persuading and comforting you, deep down in your heart you desire to have a small world that belongs entirely to you. There, without the interference and interruption of others, you can calm down and think about many complicated things alone, letting all the emotions deep in your heart slowly settle down like dust until you regain your calm."
"Weiwei,,,,, you still understand me, but I,,,,
"In that case, then okay, let me leave for a while and leave this brief peaceful time for you to be alone. When you have sorted out your thoughts and adjusted your mood, if you still want to find someone to talk to, then please rest assured that I will always be here to accompany you, and we will never leave each other."
When she said this, Nan paused for a moment, and she exhaled gently, as if trying to relax her tense nerves a little.
After a short pause, she spoke again, her voice still gentle but with a hint of firmness: "As for me, I have to remove the carefully painted makeup on my face first. Although these cosmetics can make people look bright and beautiful, it is always uncomfortable to stick to the skin for a long time, and it will damage the skin."
Nan Yifeng smiled and said, "Okay."
"After removing my makeup, I will take a comfortable hot bath. Imagine the warm water enveloping my whole body, washing away all the fatigue and stress accumulated throughout the day. Just thinking about it makes me feel extremely comfortable! Wow, the life of a god is just like this, hehe."
After saying this, Nan turned his head and looked at the other party, his eyes full of concern, and said slowly:
Yi Feng, I know very well that you didn't get enough rest last night. Look at your tired face and listless eyes. This is not a good sign! How can you go on like this? Remember to go to bed early tonight. Many experts now say that sufficient and high-quality sleep is essential for each of us. "
"Only by ensuring good sleep quality can we have sufficient energy to cope with various challenges and affairs in life the next day. Take me for example, I still have a lot of busy and trivial work waiting for me to deal with one by one tomorrow. If I can't get a good rest, I'm afraid my body really can't bear such great pressure, and then I may find it difficult to complete even the most basic tasks."
Nan Yifeng nodded, "Yeah!"
Nan turned slightly and turned around gently.
The slender figure looks particularly graceful under the soft light.
She walked towards the room step by step with light and slow steps.
As she walked further and further away, she finally disappeared behind the closed door.
At this moment, Yi Feng was left sitting alone. His heart was like a turbulent sea, with all kinds of complicated thoughts constantly surging and colliding...
Nan Weiwei's words were full of concern, and every word was like warm sunshine, trying to dispel the haze in Nan Yifeng's heart.
Seeing this, Nan Yifeng chased after her without hesitation, and quickly reached out and grabbed Nan Weiwei's slender wrist tightly.
"Yi Feng, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? I'll talk to you when I come out..."
Nan Weiwei looked at the man who suddenly approached her with some surprise, and her face was confused.
Nan Yifeng leaned down slightly, and his handsome face slowly moved closer to her, his high nose almost touching her delicate cheek.
When the warm breath gently brushed over Nan's sensitive earlobe, she couldn't help but shudder all over. The bathroom was so quiet that the only sound was the sound of running water.
Nan Yifeng's voice is deep and magnetic, as if it carries an irresistible magic.
He said softly: "Weiwei, no, I'm fine... I... I just want to take a shower with you, take a shower together... Can I? I'm too sleepy and can't wait."
These few simple words were like an extremely powerful electric current that struck Nan Weiwei directly in the heart.
At that moment, time seemed to stop and everything around became blurry.
She stared at Nan Yifeng with eyes wide open, looking at him in astonishment, totally unable to believe what she had just heard. Her body was frozen in place as if it had been cast under a spell, unable to move.
The voice seemed to carry an invisible magic that made her completely lose the ability to think. She could only stand there stupidly, allowing a blush to quickly climb up her fair face.
At this moment, Nan Weiwei felt that her face was burning hot as if it had been roasted by fire.
Although they had already been close for a long time and had even had many physical interactions, the thought of taking a bath with him still caused her to feel uncontrollably shy and nervous.
Her heart began to beat uncontrollably, like a frightened deer pounding in her chest.
His hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly into Nan Yifeng's burning eyes.
At this moment, Nan Weiwei was extremely shy. She lowered her head like a frightened deer, not daring to look directly into Nan Yifeng's burning gaze.
She raised her head slightly, and her cherry-like lips gently opened. The sound that came out from inside was as thin as a mosquito, so gentle that it seemed that a breeze could blow it away.
There was a hint of shyness and resistance in her weak voice. She protested softly:
"Yi Feng, um... don't do this... Hey, let go of me!"
Nan Weiwei said coquettishly with a blushing face.
She lowered her head shyly while trying to break free from Yi Feng's tight grip on her wrist.
However, Nan Yifeng had no intention of letting go. Instead, he said in a naughty manner: "I won't let go. We must be together!" His stubborn look made Lin Xiao angry and amused.
"Stop joking, okay? Take a shower together? How can that be possible? I...I'm really not used to it. I've always taken a shower by myself, and suddenly there's someone else with me, I...I'll be very uncomfortable. So, let me take a shower first, and you can come later. I promise you, I will definitely finish the shower as quickly as possible!"
"If you are really too sleepy, then go take a shower first. I am still energetic now anyway."
Nan Weiwei spoke a long string of words in rapid succession, hoping to persuade Yi Feng to change his mind.
Nan Yifeng,,,,,Nan Weiwei, doesn’t she understand what I mean?
After Nan Weiwei finished speaking, she seemed a little embarrassed and lowered her head, but at the same time she gently twisted her wrist, trying to break free from Nan Yifeng's strong restraint.
But how could Nan Yifeng listen to her? He suddenly exerted force with his arms, tightly holding her slender waist like an iron clamp, and then he pulled her along, and she fell into his broad and warm arms without any resistance.
Then, he stretched out his long legs, stepped firmly and powerfully, and walked towards the bathroom without hesitation.
After entering the bathroom, he freed one hand, which was long and flexible, and reached for the shower switch as gracefully as if playing the piano.
His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing something, yet so fast that in almost the blink of an eye, he had turned the switch accurately.
In an instant, a stream of warm water rushed out of the shower head like a wild horse, falling straight down like a small waterfall.
Water splashed everywhere, and crystal clear water droplets danced and jumped everywhere, some even playfully jumped onto Kenan Yifeng and her cheeks, hair and clothes.
For a moment, the whole bathroom was filled with a thin layer of mist, as hazy as a fairyland, making people feel like in a dream.
In the misty water vapor, Nan Yifeng slowly pushed her to the wall, letting her back press against the jade-like wall.
At this moment, his eyes became extremely hot, as if two burning flames. He stared straight at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her eyes and see the truest thoughts in her heart.
At the same time, his body involuntarily leaned forward, shortening the distance between them little by little.
It was as if he was sending her a message - at this moment, the only thing he desired was to hug her tightly, no matter the storm in the outside world or the confusion and bewilderment in his heart, they would face it together hand in hand.
"Yi, Yi Feng,"