I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

"So I'll leave after I'm done?"

Gu Yan asked tentatively.

Pei Yuran nodded.

Gu Yan sighed.

"Alright."

He turned and went into the kitchen to get to work.

Pei Yuran stood at the door, watching quietly.

Gu Yan washed her hands first, then took out the ingredients from the refrigerator.

Beef, eggs, flour, vegetables.

He planned to make a bowl of beef noodles.

Simple, quick, and this girl should like it.

Cut the beef, marinate it, knead the dough, roll out the dough, and cut the noodles.

The movements were skillful and executed in one smooth motion.

Pei Yuran was looking around when she suddenly walked over.

"I'll help you."

Gu Yan glanced at her.

"No need, just wait."

Pei Yuran wouldn't listen.

She reached for the knife, wanting to help chop the vegetables.

Gu Yan was startled as soon as she picked up the knife.

"Sister Yu Ran! That's not how you take it!"

Pei Yuran looked down at the knife in her hand, then at him, her face completely innocent.

"How do I take it?"

Gu Yan: "..."

He walked over and taught her how to hold a knife, step by step.

"Like this, bend your fingers inward, yes..."

Pei Yuran studied very diligently.

But the cut vegetables were still crooked and uneven in size.

Gu Yan looked at the pile of mangled vegetables and her lips twitched.

"Sister Yuran, why don't you just wait?"

Pei Yuran looked at the vegetables she had chopped, and then at the neatly chopped vegetables Gu Yan had cut, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

She pursed her lips.

My ears felt a little hot.

Cooking... is it really such a troublesome and tiring thing?

Gu Yan must have worked very hard to cook delicious food for her every day before, right?

Back then, all she knew was how to eat; she never thought about these things.

is not it……

That's terrible?

She looked up at Gu Yan's busy figure.

The figure behind her was thin and frail, yet he was diligently preparing food for her.

From two years ago until now.

Pei Yuran suddenly felt something soften in her heart.

"alright."

Gu Yan's voice rang out.

He walked over with a bowl of beef noodles and placed it in front of her.

The soup is clear and bright, the noodles are chewy, the beef is tender, and it is sprinkled with bright green scallions.

Pei Yuran sat down and ate in small bites.

It still tastes the same.

It's still so delicious.

She took a bite, then looked up at Gu Yan.

Take a bite, then look up.

Gu Yan felt a little flustered under her gaze.

What's that silly goose up to now?

Halfway through the meal, Pei Yuran suddenly spoke up.

"You eat."

Gu Yan was taken aback.

"I'm not hungry."

Pei Yuran looked at him and said calmly.

"You haven't eaten anything since last night."

Gu Yan blinked.

How did she know?

Pei Yuran had already picked up a mouthful of noodles and held it to his lips.

"eat."

Gu Yan quickly waved her hand.

"No need, no need, I can do it myself..."

Pei Yuran wouldn't listen.

She insisted on holding the chopsticks up and bringing them to his lips.

Gu Yan backed away.

Pei Yuran stepped forward.

Gu Yan dodged again.

Pei Yuran suddenly stood up and stepped forward.

Gu Yan lost her balance and fell backward.

Pei Yuran reacted quickly and grabbed his waist.

Gu Yan fell into her arms.

That aloof and stunningly beautiful face was right in front of me.

then.

The girl's red lips were imprinted on his face.

It's very soft.

very warm.

It carries a faint, almost imperceptible sweet fragrance.

It was just a fleeting moment.

They broke up.

Pei Yuran still held him tightly, without letting go.

Her voice remained cold, but carried a barely perceptible tremor.

"Gu Yan, you're not feeling well."

"Just do as I say."

Gu Yan was stunned.

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

He could actually detect a hint of grievance in that cold, indifferent voice.

Gu Yan felt that her face was a little wet.

He reached out and touched it.

I looked down.

There was a faint red mark on my finger.

Impressed.

I was actually kissed.

He was still being held by Pei Yuran, her soft body pressed tightly against him, her two amazingly full breasts pressing against him. Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the softness and warmth.

Gu Yan took a deep breath.

"Sister Yuran, I understand."

"But holding him like this... isn't good."

Pei Yuran raised her head and looked at him.

The confusion in those icy blue eyes deepened.

"Why can't I hug him?"

Gu Yan was stunned for a moment.

This problem...

He thought for a moment, then spoke earnestly.

"Intimate interactions can only be given to boys I like."

"And the relationship needs to be confirmed first."

"Or she's a bad girl."

He paused.

"There are many people in this world who treat intimacy as a tool and emotions as a game."

"But truly precious things shouldn't be treated so casually."

"Casual hugs, casual kisses, casual liking."

"That's not liking, that's just cheap impulse."

When you truly like someone, you'll be cautious, anxious, and concerned about what the other person thinks.

"Instead of hugging or kissing whenever you want."

Pei Yuran remained silent after listening.

She let go.

Take a step back.

Looking at Gu Yan, he spoke earnestly.

"I'm not a bad girl."

Gu Yan nodded.

"I know."

Pei Yuran said again.

"Then Gu Yan can be the boy I like."

"Make our relationship official."

"That way I won't be a bad girl anymore."

Gu Yan was stunned.

What?

He stared at Pei Yuran's incredibly serious face, speechless for a long time.

Wait, what kind of logic is this silly goose?

I told her we needed to be in a committed relationship before we could kiss, and she immediately said, "Let's be in a committed relationship?"

What kind of straight shot is this?

He was truly convinced.

What's this silly goose up to today?

Something's really wrong!

Gu Yan felt that she really couldn't stay any longer.

"Sister Yuran, you've eaten too."

"I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned and left.

step.

Two steps.

When we were almost at the door.

My wrist tightened.

He got caught again.

Gu Yan's heart sank.

Looking back.

Pei Yuran gripped his wrist, her icy blue eyes fixed on him.

"Could you stay with me for a while?"

Her voice remained cold, but anyone with eyes could sense the unusual urgency in the girl's tone.

"You're very free in the Pei family."

Gu Yan was dumbfounded.

No way?

Can't walk anymore?

Only then did he take a closer look at Pei Yuran's face.

I was so focused on running away that I didn't look carefully.

He only realized it now that he was closer.

There was a faint smudge on Pei Yuran's lips.

It's because I kissed his face earlier and smudged my lipstick.

Look at it more closely.

Her eyebrows looked more refined than usual.

Her eyelashes also seemed to have curled up a bit.

There was a very faint blush on her cheeks; it was hard to tell if it was blush or something else.

Gu Yan was shocked.

Pei Yuran is wearing makeup?

How is that possible?

That aloof, clueless goose who never dresses up, never looks in the mirror, and has no interest in anything.

She knows how to put on makeup?

In life, everyone will encounter a few things that defy their expectations.

For example, one day you suddenly discover that the iceberg penguin you thought would never change has secretly put on makeup for you.

Gu Yan's mind was in complete chaos.

"Can we stay?"

The voice remained cold and indifferent.

There was just a slight tremor.

The grip on his wrist tightened.

hurts a little.