kvmb Chapter 469 What is the young girl thinking?
Chapter 469 What is the young girl thinking?
Looking at Wen Tingye in front of her, Ning Yao finally understood why he was the man every woman in the entire capital city dreamed of having.
Men wearing veils either appear effeminate or too masculine, making them seem out of place, but Wen Tingye is not like that.
He was not effeminate; he exuded an air of nobility and superiority, like a deity untouched by worldly concerns, inspiring awe and reverence.
Even just a veil was enough to make him look stunning. If he were dressed up in a full outfit, people would believe that Wen Tingye was a true god.
"You like this one?" Wen Tingye suddenly raised an eyebrow and asked.
The deep male voice instantly interrupted Ning Yao's boundless fantasy, abruptly pulling her back to reality.
He reveals his true colors the moment he opens his mouth; this man is much more likable when he's quiet and still...
"How about we have another match? If you lose, you can wear the clothes I designed for you?" Ning Yao wanted to design clothes for Wen Tingye, along with a veil, to create a complete celestial outfit that didn't exist in the mortal world.
Wen Tingye laughed: "You think the same tricks will work on me? You think you can beat me by using underhanded methods?"
Ning Yao raised her hand indifferently: "As long as it's useful."
"You don't need to go through all this trouble to get what you want. You have a better way." Wen Tingye walked towards Ning Yao, step by step, slowly getting closer.
Ning Yao realized something was wrong and turned to run away, but Wen Tingye grabbed her and pulled the tent door shut with his long, slender hand.
"You think I dismissed everyone to prevent them from seeing me wearing a veil?" the man said with a low chuckle, his laughter exceptionally pleasant, with a touch of dark magnetism.
Wen Tingye stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Ning Yao's waist, his palm touching her exposed fair skin.
Ning Yao's body temperature was much lower than Wen Tingye's. Touching her felt cool and smooth, like the finest agar.
Wen Tingye put his arm around Ning Yao and took steps forward, forcing Ning Yao to retreat step by step to the corner of the tent.
Wen Tingye stopped when the woman's back hit the wall, looking down at the woman in front of him.
Ning Yao was already used to it. This man would often "hit" her at the slightest disagreement, and over time, she developed an immunity to it.
Instead of panicking, Ning Yao reached out and climbed onto Wen Tingye's back, her slender white fingers slowly lifting Wen Tingye's chin.
"Since you're already wearing a veil, you shouldn't be the one taking the initiative..."
The implication is that Ning Yao is telling Wen Tingye to wait and be teased.
The woman's smile deepened, her fingertips tracing a circle on Wen Tingye's chin, her red lips seemingly dripping with moisture.
Wen Tingye's hands tightened around Ning Yao's waist, his throat felt parched, even more so than in the desert.
Before Ning Yao could make a further move, Wen Tingye leaned forward, pinning her against the wall and kissing her passionately.
They kissed for an unknown amount of time until Ning Yao, as always, raised her hand to push Wen Tingye's shoulder, indicating that she was having trouble breathing. Only then did Wen Tingye reluctantly let go of her, and finally, with lingering desire, he pressed his fingertip against Ning Yao's swollen lips.
Not only was the kiss addictive, but even the touch made Wen Tingye squint his eyes slightly, unwilling to let go of those soft, jelly-like lips.
The structure of a woman's body is truly intriguing; compared to the hardness of a man's body, most parts of a woman's body are soft.
Everyone reacts to people with bodies different from their own; it's an innate skill that doesn't require anyone to teach.
Seeing that Ning Yao had rested enough, Wen Tingye made a move to pounce on her again, as if he would never stop.
"That's all for now. The children are still waiting outside. Weren't you going to cook rabbit for them?" Ning Yao also found this strange. How did Wen Tingye know that there were wild rabbits in this area?
When I drove here, the surrounding area was desolate with very little greenery, let alone any animals.
He couldn't have said that after seeing the animal, unless he was prepared beforehand.
This wasn't his first time here, or rather, it wasn't that he was new to this place; he had known about it for a long time.
"My favorites list is hidden, how could you see it and know I wanted to come here?" Ning Yao asked a very stupid question.
She had clearly forgotten Wen Tingye's identity. Her precious son, Ning Chen, was a rising star in the hacker world, while Wen Tingye was probably already an unparalleled figure in the hacker world.
She had witnessed Wen Tingye cracking recordings and videos, breaching security networks; his speed was terrifying.
"You're not allowed to pry into my privacy without my permission again!" Ning Yao glanced at Wen Tingye, her tone carrying a warning.
They always hack her account without her permission, and she's completely unaware of it.
This makes her seem like a fool, with Wen Tingye dissecting everything about her, while she doesn't really understand him.
Perhaps even Ning Yao herself didn't realize at this moment that what she cared about wasn't the invasion of her privacy, but the lack of access to Wen Tingye's secret, which she felt was unfair and frustrating.
She was Wen Tingye's girlfriend, and she also had a thirst for knowledge.
"But I'm interested in everything about you."
“From childhood to adulthood, I have hardly ever been interested in anyone. You are the first and only one.”
"Yaoyao, I can't control my feelings. I want to know everything about you, to get to the bottom of things, and I won't give up until the very end."
"If I didn't have the ability to do it, that would be one thing, but if I did have the ability, how could I possibly stand it?"
Wen Tingye looked at Ning Yao, his voice deep and magnetic, incredibly gentle.
His behavior resembled that of someone who, after committing a crime, tells the victim, "I had no choice; I did it because I like you."
Ning Yao felt that if things continued like this, given Wen Tingye's appearance, physique, and personality, she would eventually develop Stockholm syndrome!
Because at that moment her heart was pounding wildly, as if she had been hit hard and was about to collapse.
Standing in front of her was the man she liked, and he was an incredibly handsome guy with an amazing aura.
Such a deep and undisguised, unreserved confession—who could resist it?
Others may not know, but Ning Yao certainly couldn't handle it...
Ning Yao found the last shred of her rationality and said with a straight face, "This is the last time. I need some privacy, right? Even the closest lovers should have their own private space."
Looking at her favorite list is a small matter, but what if Wen Tingye wants to see other private things in the future?
We can't start this trend, otherwise there will be endless troubles. Judging from Ning Yao's current feelings, Wen Tingye is the kind of person who will take an inch and then a mile.
"Private space?" Wen Tingye said these four words slowly and deliberately, his voice slightly cold.
"Well, it's not like two people can be glued together every day, with everything they do transparent to the other, right?"
Distance creates beauty; the more you know someone, the less you have to say to them, and things tend to become mundane.
Actually, Ning Yao had another concern: if the two became too familiar with each other, the sense of novelty between them would disappear.
If either Wen Tingye or she herself loses interest, will their relationship fall into the "seven-year itch"?
Wen Tingye looked at the little woman in front of him with her brows furrowed and pursed his thin lips.
He certainly didn't expect that the woman was already thinking about the seven-year itch before they were even married.
"I don't need private space."
Hearing the man's voice, Ning Yao knew he would say that. She was about to offer some heartfelt words of comfort when Wen Tingye's next sentence suddenly rang out, resounding and firm.
"But if you need it, I can consider giving you some private space to do your own thing."
In fact, that's exactly what Wen Tingye did. He was never so domineering as to keep Ning Yao under his control, otherwise Ning Yao wouldn't be able to continue living in the entertainment industry, which is a big melting pot.
Unexpectedly, this girl was still not satisfied, feeling that she still lacked personal space?
Thinking of this, Wen Tingye looked at the woman in front of him, a deep meaning surging in his eyes.
It seems he still needs to find more information to understand what girls in their twenties are thinking.