Chapter 941
The Ghost and the Old-Fashioned Scholar
Chapter 941 The Ghost and the Old-Fashioned Scholar (12)
Shen Shuyi: "..."
She punched Wen Yanci's chest. "Oh, so you think I'm that cunning?"
Wen Yanci knew she was teasing him. He felt helpless and amused, but for a moment he couldn't think of a way to explain.
He simply said, "I love you no matter what you are like."
"That's beyond doubt, Yi Yi."
"I would like you even if you were a ghost."
Shen Shuyi snorted, "Then prove it to me."
Wen Yanci lowered his head, looked into her eyes, and then kissed her lips.
The thrill made him feel lightheaded, and he couldn't help but deepen the kiss.
Wen Yanci had already realized his feelings for Shen Shuyi. He liked Yiyi and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.
Even though humans and ghosts are different, even though this kind of feeling is abnormal and wrong, he still consciously succumbed to it.
"Yiyi, let's be together."
"Please marry me."
At the same time, Shen Shuyi heard the system beeping notification.
[Congratulations, host! Your target, Wen Yanci, has reached 88% affection for you!]
Wen Yanci gently stroked Shen Shuyi's lower back with his fingertips. Shen Shuyi was stunned for a moment. She did not expect that the rigid and weak scholar would confess his love to her directly and say that he wanted to marry her.
"You, you've really thought this through? I'm a ghost, you know." Shen Shuyi's words were full of surprise.
Wen Yanci nodded, his expression resolute. All his previous entanglements, hesitations, and anxieties had vanished. Now that he was all alone, why shouldn't he be brave enough to face his feelings?
Even if he becomes the top scholar in the imperial examination in the future, he will not regret his decision today, and he will not marry a noblewoman.
"Yiyi, in my eyes, you are you, and I only like you as you are."
Wen Yanci intertwined his fingers with hers and pecked her lips. "Do you believe me now?"
Shen Shuyi hugged his arm. "We can't believe everything yet, unless..."
"Yiyi, what do you want?" Wen Yanci asked in a low voice.
Shen Shuyi stood on tiptoe and whispered something in his ear.
Wen Yanci blushed from his cheeks to his ears. He coughed lightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Wait until I recover."
"Okay, then you'd better take good care of yourself. The provincial examination is in about ten days." Shen Shuyi straightened the man's clothes.
Wen Yanci was only in his early twenties. It's good to be young; his health was fine after the fever subsided.
Since Shen Shuyi opened up to him, she has been able to have physical form almost all day long.
After all, their relationship is now clear, so they can kiss anytime.
Especially after he had been studying in his study for an hour, Shen Shuyi would go in and hug him, citing the need to balance work and rest.
In the afternoon, Shen Shuyi brought a bowl of lily and pear soup, a traditional autumn tonic, to Wen Yanci's desk.
"Brother Yanci, rest for a while. I've made you some lily and pear soup."
"Yiyi, thank you for your hard work." Wen Yanci's voice was filled with laughter.
He picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of pear soup, and brought it to Shen Shuyi's lips. "You drink it first."
"I've already drunk it all." Shen Shuyi lowered her head and drank the pear soup he fed her.
Wen Yanci drank the rest of the wine, and Shen Shuyi watched him, resting her chin on her hand.
Wen Yanci's ears burned at the sight. He met the girl's bright eyes and couldn't help but lean down and kiss her.
Shen Shuyi initially felt a touch on her forehead, followed by the scholar's kiss on her cheek, and finally on her lips.
They both felt a desire for each other's bodies. Shen Shuyi's palm was pressed against Wen Yanci's chest. The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and with the nourishing food he had been taking recently, he was full of strength.
To be honest, she was a little tempted.
His tall frame enveloped her in his arms. Shen Shuyi leaned against the bookshelf, looking up at Wen Yanci. "You kissed me so fiercely just now, were you trying to drain my yang energy again?"
Wen Yanci lowered his head, his forehead pressed against hers, his breathing rapid, "Hmm, didn't you say that kisses could maintain the physical form?"
Shen Shuyi's cool hand slipped through her clothes and landed on Wen Yanci's warm chest. "That's right."
“But I want more.” Wen Yanci shuddered at the coldness of her fingers, his brows furrowed slightly, and his breathing quickly became erratic.
Even the scholar's forehead was beaded with sweat.
He scooped up Shen Shuyi and pressed her against the bookshelf, kissing her.
Wen Yanci's kiss was fiercer than ever before, and even a bit domineering.
Shen Shuyi was almost breathless from his kisses; she didn't understand why a ghost needed to breathe.
Just as she took a breath, the man pressed down on her and kissed her again.
Shen Shuyi quietly opened her misty eyes, "Wen, Wen Yanci."
Wen Yanci's ears turned red, and her voice was hoarse, "Tonight... tonight you can sleep in my bed."
Previously, Shen Shuyi wanted to come out of the hairpin and sleep with him, but the man refused because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.
Shen Shuyi wasn't in a hurry; that's why he went out of his way to invite her!
"Really?" she asked deliberately.
"Ah."
"Don't you regret it?"
Wen Yanci shook his head. Even if she drained his yang energy, he would be happy to do so.
……
In the evening, Wen Yanci, unusually, took a bath and returned to his bedroom early to rest.
Shen Shuyi followed him inside, and Wen Yanci turned around, took her hand, and led her to the bed.
The bed was large, and Wen Yanci had made it very clean and reinforced it. There was a quilt on top of it.
The blankets were all new. He discovered that Shuyi loved shopping, so he replaced all his clothes and bedding with new ones.
Wen Yanci held her hand, lying stiffly on his back. This was the first time he had shared a bed with the woman he loved.
Moonlight shone through the window as Shen Shuyi turned to the side and quietly looked at Wen Yanci's profile.
He was no longer the pale and thin man he had first met; his features were now well-defined, his demeanor gentle and modest, and his thin lips, with rather long eyelashes, were slightly pursed.
Wearing only her inner garment, she was unlike her rigid and aloof demeanor during the day when she was studying; even without smiling, she exuded gentleness.
"You just fell asleep like that?" Shen Shuyi poked Wen Yanci's chest with a finger.
Wen Yanci held her hand, "You don't have to sleep."
He would usually be studying at this time.
Shen Shuyi laughed at him, "Aren't you afraid of the provincial examination in a few days?"
"I'm not worried." Wen Yanci wasn't the type to cram at the last minute; he was confident about the exam.
Shen Shuyi leaned over and kissed his Adam's apple.
When Wen Yanci looked at her, his eyes grew even deeper. When their eyes met, he couldn't help but pull her into his arms, his arms encircling her slender waist.
Shen Shuyi's lips were kissed by him again, and she felt the man's kiss go from awkward to conquering.
But I was too eager, and sometimes I would accidentally bump into her lips.
Wen Yanci's hand rested on Shen Shuyi's thin gauze dress, his warm palm moving from her slender waist to the back of her neck.
As he sucked on Shen Shuyi's collarbone, moving to the sensitive area behind her ear, she absentmindedly raised her slender neck.
Her smooth skin quickly blushed.
The aloof and rigid scholar is gone; now there are only men caught in boundless, passionate love.
Wen Yanci felt like he was dreaming, in which he was pressing down on a fairy with skin as white as snow and stunning beauty.
He held her tightly, feeling her softness, and kissed her again and again.
Then move forward, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly.
……