A Crazy Love Proposal-Chapter 66 - 49 Am I just a substitute for my brother
Chapter 66: Chapter 49: Am I just a substitute for my brother?
Chapter 66 -49: Am I just a substitute for my brother?
Large hands gripped her slender arms, and Wen Yangzhi’s thin lips tightened into a line as he enunciated each word like peaks rising sharply from a mountain range, “Come, it’s hot.”
She was momentarily bewildered, and he said without mercy,
“Get hot for brother to see.”
Feeling at a loss, she clung to his chest but didn’t know what to do. Wen Yangzhi’s body was as hot as fire, and she felt as though the next second she might coax out the craving within herself and let it burrow into his body.
She tentatively started to unbutton the lower part of his shirt and slipped her hand inside to touch his abs, all the while keeping her eyes fixed on Wen Yangzhi.
Her gaze candidly revealed her uncontrollable love for him, shining with a light that was indescribable and filled with irrepressible smiles every time she saw him.
It made one feel that she was not so much happy to be touching him, as she was to be closer to him.
Wen Yangzhi pressed her lower back, leaned over, and planted a deep, sweeping kiss that she couldn’t escape from. Whenever she tried to break free for a breath of air, he would draw her back into his gentleness and sweetness, kissing her until the corners of her lips involuntarily curved upward. Being kissed like this by her brother, Yun Yuwan was ecstatically happy.
Wen Yangzhi felt it was enough and stopped kissing her. Yun Yuwan, on the other hand, remained clingy, lifting her lips to follow the tilt of his head until she realized she really couldn’t reach him anymore and then she gave up.
Watching her lick her lips like a kitten still longing for more.
It was clear that she really liked him and approved of his intrusion, which was why she lingered in licking the lips he had kissed.
Watching her made Wen Yangzhi feel an urge to kiss her again to satisfy her.
Her hand was still inside his shirt, and they hugged each other like this. The impulse to be close to one another was like a beast released from its cage, uncontrollable for the moment. Only a tight embrace could compensate for the six years they had lost.
Wen Yangzhi’s chest and broad arms tightly encircled her, and she completely fell into the safe zone he had created.
Yun Yuwan remained silent. This embrace was far more intimate than kissing. Their body temperatures and heartbeats directly connected, she could hear the steady heartbeat in his chest, clearly telling her that Wen Yangzhi was right there.
Not like six years ago when, even sitting in his embrace, she dared not indulge. But now, finally pressed against him, he did not reject her.
They didn’t know how long they held each other, both silent, cherishing the tranquil tenderness of the moment.
Eventually, Yun Yuwan spoke, “Brother.”
Wen Yangzhi waited for what she would say next, knowing that with her character, it was very likely to be “I love you.”
However, her next words were, “You smell so much like an old man.”
Wen Yangzhi suddenly looked down at her, and Yun Yuwan stared back, like a surprised bird in a nest that had been struck by a blunt object, only capable of dumbly staring at him, not daring to peck at him nor realizing she had provoked him.
Wen Yangzhi let go, “If you’re okay now, go home.”
But she dealt with flowers and fragrances and was so familiar with perfumes that she could almost identify the main ingredients of anyone’s scent by a mere whiff:
“Brother, this fragrance is too stiff and serious, not youthful at all, it doesn’t suit you, you are a bit more dashing than this scent.”
The fragrance on him was restrained and cool. One could tell upon smelling it that it was a fragrance typical of a corporate executive. Cold notes of sandalwood and cedar with a hint of fresh tea, the heaviness of amber, a well-crafted old-fashioned fragrance quality giving it a touch of the bygone era, reminiscent of an English gentleman. Patchouli added a darker tone, requiring a certain life experience to pull off such a complex and cold fragrance.
He pulled it off, but it was not as alluring as the scent he had in his twenties.
To his surprise, he wasn’t angry but simply reminded her lazily, “Ceremonial perfume must match one’s status.”
She acknowledged with an “Oh,” agreeing with him.
She looked down with her hand resting on the button of his shirt that had been undone, making it apparent she was going to help him button it. Wen Yangzhi’s gaze softened for a moment.
But the next second, she pulled apart the gap between the two buttons and peeked inside.
Wen Yangzhi felt his blood rush to his head.
And Yun Yuwan was still oblivious. If it weren’t for the small gap between the buttons, she would probably have wished she could stick her whole head through to look.
Wen Yangzhi wanted to pull her away.
She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with a tipsy smile, “Brother, you have such a great figure.”
He restrained the throbbing vein on his forehead, “Get up.”
Reaching forward, he buttoned up those two buttons, cutting off her view.
He stood up and walked out, with her hurrying to follow, “Brother, where are you going?”
He answered evasively, “To catch up on some sleep.”
No matter why he wanted to sleep, the opportunity was right before her eyes, and she immediately volunteered eagerly, “I’ll sleep with you.”
Yun Yuwan followed him the whole way, and as Wen Yangzhi went to change his clothes, she tentatively pulled out a set of his pajamas from his wardrobe. He didn’t get angry.
She delighted in the prospect, “Brother, I’m going to wear your clothes.”
He didn’t object, and indeed she changed into them. As soon as Wen Yangzhi was out of the shower, he saw her already lying on his bed.
Wen Yangzhi shut the door, released the doorknob, and with a click, the door closed.
No sooner had he sat down than she started again, “Brother, when you first saw me, what was your first impression?”
Wen Yangzhi was looking at a due diligence report for Licheng Real Estate on his tablet, “Very alike.”
She was curious, “Alike whom? My dad, or my mom?”
Wen Yangzhi didn’t answer.
Yun Yuwan felt like she had been struck by lightning, “Brother, you can’t possibly have a sweetheart from overseas who looks a lot like me.”
Wen Yangzhi was speechless, “No.”
She was even more confused.
Alike who?
Was she the shadow of someone else? But in that case, brother’s affection wouldn’t be for her…
The atmosphere around her suddenly became somber.
“I know…”
He instinctively felt based on Yun Yuwan’s train of thought that it was not going to be anything good. He looked at her leisurely, “What do you know?”
Yun Yuwan, with her head lowered, said, “If brother is happy finding someone else’s shadow in me, then go ahead and look, at least it’s me and not someone else.”
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Wen Yangzhi: “…”
He searched directly for an anime character’s image on the tablet, pulled it up, and placed the tablet in front of her.
He remained impassive, instead pulling out his phone to look at the due diligence report.
Yun Yuwan followed his action and looked down.
She understood in an instant.
She picked up the tablet and compared it with her face, “Do I look a lot like this female protagonist?”
Wen Yangzhi said indifferently, “A little.”
She pressed on, “Does brother particularly like this character?”
“It’s alright.” Wen Yangzhi didn’t look at her.
Yun Yuwan swiped and noticed, “But brother, you’ve set this character as the screensaver.”
Wen Yangzhi remained unfazed, “It was set randomly.”
Yun Yuwan flipped through and discovered it was not a rotating screensaver nor a system one, but really just that one screensaver:
“Brother, did you set this because you’ve been missing me and didn’t have a photo of me, so you used this as the screensaver?”
Wen Yangzhi was rare in his patience and in answering, “No.”
She held the tablet, tapped a few times, and moved closer to Wen Yangzhi, all smiles, “Brother, look here.”
He glanced up and realized she had switched the function to camera. The screen displayed the two of them together at that moment. Before he could decline, Yun Yuwan had already pressed the capture button:
“Eggplant.”
Wen Yangzhi wanted to take the tablet to delete the photo, but the moment he saw it, he just held onto the tablet, motionless.
On the tablet, the girl wore his pajamas and leaned on his shoulder, lifting a radiant smile that shone dependent on him. Her long black hair, with a bit of static from the pure velvet bedding, was slightly frizzed. Her large doe-like eyes were clearer and more beautiful than glass beads. As she grew up, the outer corners of her eyes slightly elongated, that white streak, similar to a Bai Xian’s tail feather, marked the most obvious difference between her and the animated character.
It was as though the girl from the comic had walked into reality, yet far more attractive than the illustrated one, because she was real, Wen Yangzhi’s.
And he should have wanted to stop her, so he was looking straight at her, wanting her to stop, but inadvertently, it appeared as if he was watching her while being photographed, not facing the camera fully, inexplicably deep in emotion, with his lips brushing her long hair.
She clutched her face, looking for praise, “Brother can think of me all he wants now.”
“Not necessary.” He set the tablet aside but didn’t delete the selfie.
Yun Yuwan knew he was being insincere, “How did brother fall for me? Haven’t found a girlfriend in so many years, is it because you couldn’t stop thinking about me, because you really like me?”
“No.”
“All you say is no.” Yun Yuwan looked at him vexed, “Brother, why are you so cold, would feeding you some aphrodisiac warm you up?”
For a moment, he wanted to pick up Yun Yuwan and throw her out, regretting having let her on the bed.
Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pecked his cheek then let out a contented purring sound like a child just awoken from sleep, basking in him, “Brother, I really like you, if I took some love potion, I would like you even more.”
Wen Yangzhi: “…”
Yun Yuwan teased him with a giggle, “Brother clearly likes me a lot too.”
“A little bit.”
“Which means you like me.”
Wen Yangzhi: “…”
She found an unassailable point to question his loyalty, “If you didn’t like me, why haven’t you gotten married until now?”
“That’s none of a child’s business.”
“Would you kiss a child?” she asked slyly, “I heard that men who stay single too long turn into diamond drills, is it true you’re still single because you can’t do it?”
Being doubted in ability is something that would easily ignite a man’s competitive desire. Wen Yangzhi looked down intensely at her, “You want to try it, don’t you?”
She felt a sense of triumph in achieving her desire, “I just want to try it with brother. I really like you, and I want to do things with you that can’t be done with anyone else.”
Wen Yangzhi felt she indeed brought back some messy things from abroad.
She continued to cling to him, “Brother, do you really like spanking me?”
He read the report and didn’t answer her.
She kept prattling, “What are you thinking about when you spank me?”
Wen Yangzhi spared a moment amidst his busyness to respond, “Nothing.”
She huffed, “I don’t believe it. You must be thinking of something naughty.”
She sat down directly on Wen Yangzhi’s lap. He groaned, and only then did she realize where she was sitting.
But Wen Yangzhi didn’t say anything, just looked at her, causing her to feel an instinctive shyness.
Yun Yuwan pulled the blanket over her head, rolling away slowly like a dung beetle’s ball, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Wen Yangzhi smacked her on the butt, prompting her to suddenly stick her head out from the blanket.
