The Older Brother of My Student is My Secret Crush

Chapter 135

The kiss came too suddenly, and Xiao Chen's heart emptied for two seconds.

By the time he reacted, the person in his arms had already taken advantage to pry open his lips and was frantically trying to explore and take.

In the dim, ambiguous lamplight, amidst the blur, a pair of good-looking, gentle eyebrows caught his eye.

Xiao Chen's originally calm heart suddenly grew restless.

He pulled in the arm that was cradling Yu Na’s head.

She was extremely cooperative, her body almost completely pressing against his.

Xiao Chen turned on the speakerphone and placed it between them.

Xiao Jiang's words became exceptionally clear in the room, yet they were still kissing silently, restraining one another without making a sound. But it was more passionate than before - they chased, explored, entangled with one another, reluctantly parted, and came together again.

They almost wanted to crush this intense feeling and swallow it whole, never to separate again.

"Mr. Xiao, did you find any of the places I just mentioned interesting?"

Xiao Chen flipped Yu Na over to pin her down. Their ten fingers intertwined, forehead to forehead.

When he wanted to kiss her again, her index finger blocked Xiao Chen's lips first.

Yu Na didn't dare make a sound, silently pointing to his phone and mouthing: “Say something.”

All his senses had been snatched away by Yu Na just now that he'd even forgotten the phone was on speaker and someone was waiting for his reply.

But he hadn't heard a word Xiao Jiang had said earlier.

Xiao Chen said to the phone: "Say it again."

Xiao Jiang: ?

Yu Na lay under him, surrounded completely by his scent.

Even that short sentence just now was spoken in a sexy hoarseness.

Her heartbeat became a little uneven as she hooked her arms around Xiao Chen's neck.

She really, really liked him so much.

As a humble employee, Xiao Jiang didn't dare retort.

This boss of his spoke too harshly, deliberately dancing in minefields.

Speaking so harshly yet paying high salaries, being with him meant eating fragrant and spicy food, buying cars and houses. So at his young age, Xiao Jiang had learned to endure.

The boss says one, he not only doesn't say two, but can speak all the languages' versions of one.

He good-temperedly repeated: "I'm asking if you're interested in any of the places I mentioned earlier?"

The company was organizing another senior management team building event. HR had meticulously selected a few locations and passed them to Xiao Jiang for Xiao Chen to have the final say.

But Xiao Chen had been listening perfectly fine until Yu Na came to kiss him - then it was as if his ears had filters, only able to hear their breathing and the suppressed sounds of their kisses.

He hadn't heard a word Xiao Jiang said at all.

Xiao Chen simply ordered: "What places were those, say it again."

Xiao Jiang: ???

He aggrievedly said: "Mr. Xiao, were you not listening?"

Xiao Chen didn't reply.

His gaze was indulgent as he looked at the woman under him, unable to resist pecking tender kisses on her pert little upturned nose.

He perfunctorily said: "You were speaking too fast."

Xiao Jiang felt terribly wronged.

Because he normally spoke slowly, and Xiao Chen was a little impatient, often adopting a big brother stance to teach him: "Speak faster in the future, otherwise others will feel anxious listening."

Kind words become nagging, all aimed at him alone.

Xiao Jiang had nowhere to vent his grievance, and could only obediently do as told.

Lying in Xiao Chen's arms, when Xiao Chen wanted to continue drawing close to kiss her, she dodged away.

She whispered by his ear: "Focus on your phone call."

"......"

Xiao Chen punished her with a pinch at her waist: "Then why did you kiss me?"

Yu Na: "Stop wasting time."

Xiao Chen: ?

The person in his arms pushed him away and turned over with her back to him, extremely gleeful after getting her way.

Xiao Chen helplessly picked up his phone again. But as he was listening, Yu Na turned back around to face him.

Her hands wandered unruly across his back, abs, prominent veins.

Her breathing tickled his neck.

He suddenly interrupted Xiao Jiang: "Alright alright."

Xiao Jiang: "Mr. Xiao, are you busy now?”

The corners of her lips quirked smugly. It seemed he was being driven mad by her.

Xiao Chen opened the drawer next to him and took out a small package. In a hurry to hang up, he briskly instructed: "From now on, you can decide on these team building events yourself. No need to consult me again, understood?"

"Ah?" Xiao Jiang hemmed and hawed, "Mr. Xiao, isn't that a bit inappropriate? I'm just your assistant. Things like this still need–"

"You're doing this again?" He was getting a little impatient. Unable to tear open the small package with one hand, while the phone was blah-blah-ing away over there.

Yu Na was no help either, her hands busying themselves stimulation across his body instead.

Xiao Chen: “I’m letting you decide a location, why are you so long-winded about it?"

Xiao Jiang was baffled: "I–"

Sensing his previously harsh tone, Xiao Chen patiently coaxed: “Alright alright, I’ll leave things like this for you to decide from now on. No need to consult me again, got it?”

Xiao Jiang: “Got it.”

Xiao Chen: “Go to sleep earlier.”

After hanging up, Xiao Chen impatiently tore open the package to occupy and possess, muttering: “I was on the phone and you were up to mischief, huh?”

Yu Na unrepentantly said: “It was my hand that was up to mischief, not me.”

Xiao Chen: ?

The tight waist, rumpled white bedsheets, slender legs, barely suppressed low moans.

Damp lashes, the scent of fresh shower gel, a sense of fulfillment. She seemed to be melting in his palms.

"Yu Na," Xiao Chen whispered by her ear. His burning breath carried tender words that stole into her heart, "Be in charge of me for a lifetime, okay?"

Xiao Chen’s parents had never imposed many rules on him. Since young, he had the authority to decide for himself - as long as it wasn’t illegal, his parents would indulge him.

He grew up in such a free environment and was long used to it.

During those years abroad, whenever he saw couples restricting each other, not allowing the other to do this or that, it irritated him.

He’d think - love makes you crazy, it’s like losing yourself.

Yet now, he had become love crazy himself.

He wanted her to take charge of him, to keep doing so forever.

Yu Na’s neck shrank back. Her eyes grew misty. “What about you then?”

He said: “You take charge of me, I’ll dote on you.”

After cleaning up in the bathroom, Xiao Chen stroked her face: “I’m going to boil some hot water. Go back to bed first.”

Yu Na plastered herself against him. She shook her head and acted cute. “I want to stay with you.”

Xiao Chen gently coaxed: “Be good. It’s cold outside.”

Yu Na was obstinate: “You can hug me there, problem solved!”

Xiao Chen indulgently laughed. His arm exerted force to support her waist and carried her up.

Yu Na cooperated fully. Her legs wrapped around his waist, arms circling his neck, head nestled against his shoulder, like a koala.

Yu Na was always afraid of the cold. Now only wearing a strappy slip dress, Xiao Chen tilted his head to ask: “Cold?”

“Not cold. You’re so warm...” She hugged him even tighter.

Xiao Chen couldn’t help but recall Yu Na’s appearance when lecturing. This contrast was lethal.

He carried her to the kitchen and set her down on the countertop before boiling water.

Yu Na sat on the countertop, her gaze following Xiao Chen’s movements. Her legs swung leisurely back and forth as she relaxed and enjoyed herself immensely.

Xiao Chen walked over to stand before her. Palms braced against the countertop, framing her between him and it so they were eye-level.

Yu Na's hands and feet always turned icy cold in winter.

Xiao Chen grabbed her swinging feet. "I wanted to bring you back to visit my grandma's place over New Year's. But you’re so afraid of the cold, how can I bring you?"

"Just need to dress warmly." Yu Na's eyes shone with anticipation. "Is your grandma's place fun?"

"It's alright. Mainly for you to see where I grew up. Some friends asked me to meet up. I'll introduce you."

After the water boiled, Xiao Chen poured it into a cup. Holding onto the thermal flask, Yu Na let him carry her back to the room.

Recalling the previous conversation, Xiao Chen suddenly remembered something.

He chuckled: “Let me show you a photo.”

“What is it?”

“My grandpa sent it this afternoon.”

Xiao Chen opened his phone to the photo his grandpa had sent and passed it to Yu Na.

The photo showed a rustic yet neat minimalist wood-styled living room.

The eye-catching part was the photo frame hung on the wall - it was actually Xiao Chen and Yu Na’s selfie!