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    Chapter 116

    Wen Mochuan suddenly opened his eyes, and Jiang Yiyan was startled.

    She quickly explained, "That... you were drunk and dirty, so I helped you change into pajamas so you could sleep more comfortably."

    Wen Mochuan looked down at himself, softly hummed in acknowledgment, and then closed his eyes again.

    Jiang Yiyan: “?”

    If you’re awake, can’t you put on your pajamas yourself before sleeping?

    Forget it; considering he’s drunk, she wouldn’t hold it against him.

    Besides, the last time she got drunk, he patiently took care of her. She even vomited on him, and he didn’t seem to mind.

    Thinking about this, Jiang Yiyan felt a bit better.

    She brought the pajamas and helped him put them on.

    Then, she tried to move his head onto the pillow to make him more comfortable.

    But just as she managed to straighten his body, she suddenly felt a force wrap around her neck. Next thing she knew, she had fallen onto Wen Mochuan.

    Jiang Yiyan: “…” Isn’t he drunk?

    But when she calmed down and looked at Wen Mochuan’s face, she saw that his eyes were still closed.

    Wen Mochuan didn’t make any further moves; he simply held her gently against his chest.

    Jiang Yiyan didn’t move for a moment. She admitted she wasn’t repulsed by Wen Mochuan’s action.

    In fact, her heart was deeply moved.

    But she couldn’t let him take advantage of her like this. After composing herself, under the dim light, she seriously asked, "Wen Mochuan, I’m asking you seriously, are you really too drunk to know what’s happening?"

    As she asked, she lay on his chest, staring at his face.

    She could clearly see Wen Mochuan’s long, slightly curled eyelashes flutter, and then his deep, ancient-pool-like eyes slowly opened.

    He looked at the woman in front of him with gravity and seriousness.

    Just as she suspected.

    Jiang Yiyan lightly pursed her lips and then started to scold him, "Do you think pretending to be drunk is funny? Don’t you realize how heavy you are? If not for the hotel staff helping me, how much effort would it have taken to carry you back?"

    "Wen Mochuan, how could you do this?"

    Jiang Yiyan was genuinely angry. She had been lying on his chest but now jumped up.

    Wen Mochuan blinked lightly and then closed his eyes again, unmoving.

    Jiang Yiyan: “?” She thought if he wasn’t drunk, he would get up and apologize, but instead, he calmly closed his eyes.

    "Wen Mochuan?" Jiang Yiyan called out to him again.

    After several calls with no response, Jiang Yiyan reached out to push him.

    When pushing him didn’t work, Jiang Yiyan panicked.

    "Wen Mochuan!" She quickly checked his breathing and, seeing it steady, felt slightly relieved.

    For a moment, Jiang Yiyan couldn’t tell if he was truly drunk or pretending, asleep or faking it.

    So, she came up with an idea.

    She reached out and gently tickled Wen Mochuan’s armpits and other ticklish spots. Seeing him still unmoving, she reluctantly believed he wasn’t faking.

    Since that was the case, Jiang Yiyan stopped worrying about it.

    She turned off the bedside lamp and quietly left the room.

    Although Jialiang said he would bring Meimei back, since she had settled Wen Mochuan, it was better to wait in the lobby downstairs.

    There was no need to trouble someone to bring the child to the hotel entrance.

    Moreover, Wen Mochuan had just fallen asleep, and Meimei might cause a commotion upon returning. Such a disturbance might disturb his sleep.

    Since it was still early, only nine o'clock, she decided to take Meimei downstairs to play for a while.

    Jiang Yiyan had barely reached the lobby when she saw a middle-aged man leading Meimei inside.

    She recognized him; he was Jialiang’s father and her eldest cousin.

    Seeing him, Jiang Yiyan smiled and greeted him, calling him Cousin.

    Her eldest cousin was a kind and honest man. He immediately said, "That brat Jialiang actually got his uncle drunk. I’ll teach him a lesson when I get home." Then he asked, "Is Mochuan okay?"

    Jiang Yiyan nodded, "He’s fine, just fell asleep. Don’t worry, Cousin." She added, "Jialiang didn’t get him drunk; Mochuan wanted to drink. Jialiang did well, so don’t scold him."

    Hearing this, her eldest cousin didn’t say anything else and simply nodded, "I’ll leave Meimei with you. I’ll go now."

    Jiang Yiyan had already picked up her daughter and told her, "Say goodbye to Uncle."

    Meimei obediently raised her hand and waved, "Goodbye, Uncle."

    The eldest cousin, a shy and serious middle-aged man, liked Meimei very much. His stern expression softened into a smile when facing her.

    "Goodbye, Meimei. Uncle is leaving." This farewell might mean they wouldn’t meet again for a while.

    Although transportation has improved, Mochuan has settled in Shenzhen after all. His biological father and siblings are there. His mother is no longer around, his work is busy, and he has started his own family.

    Being able to come back once a year would already be considered good.

    Some people, once they part ways, may not necessarily be apart forever, but their connection can be considered over.

    Wen Mochuan was truly drunk. Jiang Yiyan played with her daughter downstairs until past ten o'clock, and when she returned, Wen Mochuan was sound asleep.

    On the way upstairs, Jiang Yiyan instructed her daughter that since Dad was sleeping, she should be quiet when they got back.

    Entering the room, Jiang Yiyan first helped her daughter take a bath and settled her down for bed. Then, she went into the bathroom to freshen up herself.

    By the time she finished these tasks, it was already eleven o'clock.

    Today had been tiring, and she was now quite sleepy.

    After yesterday's experience, sleeping in the same bed today was something Jiang Yiyan could now handle.

    She took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed quietly, and carefully pulled the blanket over herself.

    Before long, she drifted off to sleep.

    The past two days had been exhausting, so the next morning, the family of three slept until almost nine before waking up.

    Wen Mochuan had truly drunk too much the previous day. After waking up from his sleep, his head still hurt.

    But breakfast needed to be eaten.

    So even though they were all still tired and sleepy, they dressed and went downstairs for breakfast.

    Their departure was scheduled for 2:30 PM. After breakfast, they went to the supermarket to buy water and bread, planning to eat them in the car.

    After finishing these errands, they returned to pack their luggage and check out.

    The return trip was also congested, and by the time they arrived home, it was already late at night.

    Fortunately, Feng Ma and Fang Fang were there. Upon returning, they didn't need to worry about anything; everything was handled by Feng Ma and Fang Fang.

    Feng Ma and Fang Fang knew roughly when they would arrive, so they had prepared dinner.

    After the family of three came back, they took showers, changed into pajamas, ate dinner, and filled their stomachs. They then planned to go to their respective rooms to sleep.

    Meimei saw her father about to leave and immediately called out, "Dad and Mom aren't supposed to sleep separately anymore, right? Why is Dad leaving?"

    Meimei's words caused the atmosphere to freeze.

    Jiang Yiyan's drowsiness instantly vanished.

    Feng Ma pretended not to hear and continued clearing the table.

    Fang Fang glanced at Feng Ma and, seeing that she did not meet her gaze, quickly put aside her curiosity.

    Wen Mochuan certainly didn't want to leave, so he immediately responded, "Dad forgot. It's Dad's mistake."

    Then Meimei looked at Feng Ma and said, "I want to sleep with my parents tonight."

    Though Feng Ma didn't show any reaction, she gently pulled Meimei aside and whispered, "Your parents have things to discuss. Why don't you sleep with me tonight?" Seeing Meimei hesitate, Feng Ma added, "I haven't seen you in days, and both Fang Fang and I miss you. How about you sleep with us tonight and with your parents tomorrow?"

    Meimei hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

    Feng Ma and Fang Fang quickly cleared the table and then promptly took Meimei to her room to sleep.

    In the vast living room, only Jiang Yiyan and Wen Mochuan remained.

    If neither of them really wanted to, they could have quietly separated to sleep. But since they had promised Meimei and both harbored feelings for each other, neither of them suggested separating.

    From last night until now, Meimei had always been around, so they hadn't had a chance to talk heart-to-heart.

    Now, with just the two of them, it was a perfect opportunity.

    "Last night... I did drink too much," Wen Mochuan began. "I was a bit excited and had a few more drinks."

    "Mm-hmm," Jiang Yiyan nodded. "I know."

    Wen Mochuan moved closer to her and continued earnestly, "Having you and Meimei by my side makes me very happy. Living as a family of three, thinking about spending a lifetime together, brings joy. Yiyan, if you can forgive me, whatever conditions you set, I will agree to."

    "Any condition?" Jiang Yiyan was surprised.

    Wen Mochuan was completely serious. When he said "any condition," he meant any condition. He trusted her character and knew she wouldn't make unreasonable demands.

    But if she did, Wen Mochuan would still agree.

    "Yes, any condition," Wen Mochuan affirmed.

    As long as she gave him another chance, even if it meant dying, he would do it willingly.

    Of course, Jiang Yiyan wouldn't ask him to die. She simply said, "Alright, I'll remember that. Any condition... I'll think about what conditions to set."

    This was giving him a chance.

    Although her attitude had softened over the past few days, she hadn't explicitly said she was willing to give him another chance. Now that she had given him a clear answer, Wen Mochuan felt relieved and happy.

    "Good, think about it carefully," Wen Mochuan said. "Since it's any condition, you can always make more requests in the future."

    Jiang Yiyan felt quite pleased and nodded. "I'll think about it."

    Because they were both extremely tired today, they didn't chat much. After a brief conversation, they both went to their rooms to sleep.

    A few days ago, they had already shared the same bed, so today Jiang Yiyan naturally felt no awkwardness.

    In the middle of the night, Wen Mochuan suddenly leaned closer to Jiang Yiyan, gently wrapping his arms around her from behind.

    Though Jiang Yiyan was asleep, she was a light sleeper. Feeling someone behind her, she woke up quickly.

    But she neither resisted nor pretended to be asleep; instead, she turned around to face the person holding her from behind.

    Actually, she wasn't immune to the allure of Wen Mochuan's body.

    She wasn't a nun, and she wasn't inexperienced.

    Even the best of her previous partners couldn't compare to Wen Mochuan.

    Since they had decided to be together and had reached this point... it was impossible for Jiang Yiyan to feel nothing.

    In matters of love and intimacy, as long as both parties were willing, there was no question of one taking advantage of the other.

    In the darkness, their breaths intertwined.

    Wen Mochuan took the initiative, lightly kissing her brow. Seeing no resistance, he kissed her nose, then her lips, moving lower with each kiss...

    Just this alone made Jiang Yiyan feel overwhelmed, her body trembling.

    She silently scolded herself for being weak!

    Although excited, Jiang Yiyan tried to stay calm. After he kissed her thoroughly, she began to respond slowly as they both entered a deeper state of intimacy.

    At first, they moved slowly, savoring each other gently.

    Sometime later, the gentle caresses turned into passionate intensity. Each touch felt almost too much for Jiang Yiyan to bear.

    Perhaps it had been too long since she experienced such intimacy, leaving her unsure how to react to this intense passion.

    Thus, she responded hesitantly and somewhat clumsily.

    It seemed like a long time had passed. Like riding a roller coaster, the intensity rose and fell several times before finally settling down.

    Thus, the entire night became quiet.

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