The sun was high in the sky.
"You rascal, the sun is already so high, get up quickly! Otherwise, what will your family think of me." Luo Xiangning seemed genuinely worn out by Yang Feilong, and at this moment, she resolutely got out of bed to get dressed.
Yang Feilong naturally wouldn't indulge himself without limits. He nodded. "The sun is high in the sky," this phrase seemed rather fitting.
Actually, after Luo Xiangning said it, she felt the phrase itself was a bit improper and said in annoyance, "It's all your fault!"
"My fault, my fault." Yang Feilong smiled and also got up to dress. He didn't argue with her, because older women also knew how to act coquettish, and were even more alluring.
After getting dressed, Luo Xiangning looked at Yang Feilong and said, "When you see your father later, don't reveal our relationship."
"How can that be? You call me brother, and then you call him brother?" Yang Feilong raised an eyebrow.
"..." This sounded so strange.
Although Yang Feilong's words sounded odd, they were the truth. Calling Yang Pingtian 'brother'? But she was his son's... if she called him 'uncle'? Would all those years of calling him brother have been in vain?
Before, when they were in bed, she couldn't think about so many things, but now, as she thought about it, her mind became a mess, and she didn't know how to face Yang Pingtian.
Had her long-time affection for Yang Pingtian just been her own obsession?
Otherwise, how could she have gone through the entire "home run" on her first meeting with Yang Feilong?
"Your feelings for him might just be an obsession, or perhaps just admiration," Yang Feilong said, looking at the bewildered Luo Xiangning. He gently took her hand and said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have given yourself to me so easily, would you?"
"I was half tricked, half coaxed into it!" Luo Xiangning said indignantly, pushing the blame onto herself.
Ah, she wasn't the active one, she was the passive one. And she couldn't beat him, so she was bullied by him. Thinking this way, Luo Xiangning felt much more relaxed. At least if their relationship was discovered later, people wouldn't misunderstand and think she was an old cow eating young grass.
Perhaps, if she were ten years younger, she wouldn't have this feeling of gain and loss.
She always liked strong men. Actually, she didn't even know why, after Yang Pingtian had broken her heart, she had turned and thrown herself into Yang Feilong's arms. Perhaps Yang Feilong's charm had captivated her, just like back then?
In any case, it shouldn't be love, because they had only met for the first time, how could there be love!
It was desire, that was more like it!
Yang Feilong heard Luo Xiangning's excuse for shifting blame and rubbed his nose. This woman, was she trying to deny everything after getting what she wanted? If you hadn't kissed me first, and then provoked me with your words, would I have become impulsive and gotten to this point?
But he also understood her worries and concerns, so he didn't refute her. Instead, he gently held her and said, "Mmm, it's my fault. I'm not a good person. I was bewitched, I was greedy for your beauty. You couldn't fight back, so I took advantage of you. It's my fault!"
Hearing Yang Feilong agree with her, Luo Xiangning felt a little embarrassed. "Well, I made mistakes too. I, I shouldn't have been alone with you."
This was also a mistake?
Good heavens, she was trying to downplay the situation, right?
"I know your worries. We are truly in love. Don't worry, no one will gossip!" Yang Feilong comforted her sincerely.
"But, your father and I after all..." Thinking of this, Luo Xiangning looked dejected.
"There's nothing between you and my father, you just admire him," Yang Feilong said. "It's you and I who are truly in love."
"But we just met for the first time, and... how can true love come so quickly?" Luo Xiangning said with a blush. She felt the phrase 'truly in love' was not realistic.
"Some feelings develop over time, some are shared hardships, and some are love at first sight. Ours is love at first sight," Yang Feilong said softly but firmly, which was also to prevent Luo Xiangning from overthinking in the future.
This woman, despite being a bit older, was very simple in matters of the heart. Yes, he had experienced that yesterday.
"Love at first sight?" Luo Xiangning was stunned. Before, she thought their encounter was due to impulse and had no feelings involved, but after Yang Feilong said that, she began to re-examine things and found that it seemed to be the case.
At the time, she thought he was very handsome, cool when arguing, cool when fighting, and even when he told Yang Pingtian to shut up, he was incredibly cool.
Also, why did she rush onto the stage so angrily to fight him? Was it just because his words "Is that all?" had provoked her?
Why couldn't it be because she had already taken a liking to Yang Feilong at that moment, and in her agitated state, she went to ask Yang Pingtian about his feelings for her? He had expressed that he only treated her like a sister, leading her to say, "Then I'll go be with that young man on the stage?"
Why, when she said those words, did she say them so naturally, not finding someone else to talk to, but blurting out that she wanted to be with the person on the stage, who was Yang Feilong.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she might have truly fallen in love with Yang Feilong at first sight, and that was why she had reacted so clumsily.
Why, when she whipped him with her whip, wasn't it an attempt to get his attention?
Why did her heart race several times when she looked at Yang Feilong? She had previously thought he resembled Yang Pingtian, but was that really the case? He had few similarities to Yang Pingtian. He looked more like that woman, and his demeanor was even stronger than Yang Pingtian's. When he argued, he was more sharp and domineering, and he had his own deep understanding and insights into love. Where did these resemble Yang Pingtian!
Perhaps, he was the man she had always secretly longed for, occasionally domineering, occasionally strong, gentle with women, able to say nice things to her, and sometimes annoyingly bad yet likable. Most importantly, she could feel his liking and infatuation for her.
Yes, she had fallen in love with this man. At this moment, apart from not knowing what to call Yang Pingtian, she felt no guilt towards him at all.
Her heart was filled with his image, longing for him to protect her and dote on her.
"Hus．．．．．．band." Luo Xiangning murmured, sensing Yang Feilong's presence.
"What did you call me?" Yang Feilong was surprised. This was the first time she had called him that while completely sober, and while dressed.
"Forget it if you didn't hear," Luo Xiangning said, hitting Yang Feilong's shoulder in embarrassment.
"Hehe, I heard. Ning Xiang, my wife." Yang Feilong grinned.
Seeing Yang Feilong's happy expression, Luo Xiangning snorted, her face flushed. "Always bullying me."
"Who told you my wife is so beautiful." Yang Feilong whispered, nibbling her earlobe.
"Husband, no more. We just got dressed, if you keep this up, it'll be endless again." Luo Xiangning hugged Yang Feilong's waist, her breathing slightly rapid, her face incredibly rosy.
"Then, wife, give me a kiss." Yang Feilong pushed his luck.
"Little husband." Luo Xiangning glanced shyly at Yang Feilong and kissed him on the lips, preparing to leave. However, Yang Feilong held her and engaged in a romantic deep kiss, which continued until a knock was heard at the courtyard gate.
"Ah, someone's here!" Luo Xiangning pushed Yang Feilong away in a panic, her clothes in disarray.
Alright, Yang Feilong's habit of not being able to control his hands hadn't changed.