Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 490 - 457: Jun, Your Coolness: Is It Okay?
Jian Liangtong shuffled her feet, taking small steps forward while muttering, "I’m just curious what I left with you."
Huo Shaojun pressed his lips together, his brows seemed to furrow slightly as he said in a deep voice, "Get in the car first."
Jian Liangtong glanced at him quickly, walked to the back seat, and reached out to pull the door, only to find it wouldn’t open.
Jian Liangtong bit her lip and looked towards the driver’s seat, whispering, "It won’t open."
"Sit in the front." Huo Shaojun’s tone carried a hint of impatience.
Jian Liangtong felt a pinch in her chest, stood stiffly by the back seat for a few seconds before slowly moving her legs to the passenger seat, opening the door, and getting in.
As soon as she sat down, Jian Liangtong’s back was pressed tightly against the seat, her hands restrainedly placed on her knees, her eyes staring straight ahead.
Huo Shaojun glanced sideways at Jian Liangtong, the girl’s cheeks were slightly taut, showing a look of displeasure yet enduring it.
The corner of his thin lips twitched almost imperceptibly, Huo Shaojun released his hands from the steering wheel and leaned towards Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong’s body tensed even more, her upper body leaning vigilantly towards the window, her apricot eyes staring at Huo Shaojun, "What, what are you doing?"
Huo Shaojun looked at her incredibly bright, nervous eyes, and her slightly trembling red lips, his cold eyes darkened suddenly, his throat moved slightly as he frowned, extending a long arm over her to pick up the seatbelt, methodically fastening it for her.
Jian Liangtong’s breath was filled with the pleasant scent of him, her face flushed red, her apricot eyes flitting nervously, cautiously and restrainedly watching him fasten the seatbelt before returning to the driver’s seat to drive forward.
Until the car stopped in front of the villa’s gate, Jian Liangtong dared not breathe too freely, the blush on her face not only did not fade during the journey, but the color deepened, as if it were about to catch fire.
Huo Shaojun unbuckled the seatbelt, turned his head, and gazed at Jian Liangtong.
The more he did this, the redder Jian Liangtong’s face became.
Slam—
The sound of the car door slamming shut suddenly echoed from behind.
Jian Liangtong’s nerves, which had just somewhat relaxed, tensed once again.
"Why are you standing there dumbly?" Huo Shaojun approached her, giving her no chance to hide, staring nakedly at Jian Liangtong’s slightly trembling face from nervousness and the subtly quivering clean eyes looking at him.
Huo Shaojun’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, deeply observing Jian Liangtong.
Jian Liangtong gaped, standing in front of him like a child who had mistakenly wandered into a castle and was caught by its owner, awkward, at a loss, flustered, with nowhere to hide.
Huo Shaojun stared at her, his voice slightly hoarse, "Ten years, still this silly."
Ten years...
Jian Liangtong felt as if something had pounded heavily where her heart was.
She hastily lowered her eyelashes, took a breath, "What ten years, I don’t know what you’re talking about."
As soon as Jian Liangtong finished speaking, her left hand was suddenly enveloped by warmth...
Her left side of the body went completely rigid.
Jian Liangtong was stunned for several seconds before abruptly raising her head, staring incredulously at Huo Shaojun’s face, which was many times more composed than hers.
Huo Shaojun squeezed her fingers one by one, her hands were small, soft, as if boneless, easily enveloped in his palm.
Huo Shaojun suddenly exhaled, pulling Jian Liangtong towards the villa.
Jian Liangtong followed numbly behind him, her eyes uncontrollably glued to the large hand holding hers, her thoughts in a complete mess.
Jian Liangtong was led by Huo Shaojun into the villa.
Upon entering, Jian Liangtong noticed the villa was spotlessly clean, simply decorated, looking empty, yet upon closer inspection, seemingly lacking nothing.
The main tone was white, even the sofa and coffee table were white.
Walking in, Jian Liangtong felt as if she had entered a world of snow.
The staircase leading to the second floor of the villa was connected to the wall on the right side and was also white.
Being led by the hand step by step upwards, an inexplicable sacred feeling arose in Jian Liangtong, as if the two of them were holding hands and walking together towards a certain altar.
Jian Liangtong inhaled, trying hard to banish this untimely thought, which seemed a bit ridiculous and ludicrous to her at the moment.
On reaching the upstairs, Jian Liangtong stood at the stairway, refusing to go further.
Huo Shaojun felt the resistance, lightly furrowing his brows, looking back at Jian Liangtong, a hint of puzzlement in his cold eyes, "What?"
"Where are we going?" Jian Liangtong looked at him defensively.
Huo Shaojun pressed his lips together, then with a slight exertion of force, semi-forcibly "dragged" Jian Liangtong forward.
Jian Liangtong’s scalp was about to explode, she hurriedly used her other hand to pry at Huo Shaojun’s hand, "I’m telling you, I’m not the type of woman you can do as you please, if you, if you do anything to me, ah..."
Suddenly, Jian Liangtong was pinned against the wall by the man’s iron-clamped hand on her shoulder.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes widened in terror, her heart leaping to her throat, her small shoulders shrunk as she timidly looked at Huo Shaojun’s taut, somewhat frightening face.
Huo Shaojun gazed at her, his eyes frighteningly deep, as if to draw her soul into his pupils.
Jian Liangtong was scared stiff, her breathing quivering, but in such a moment, she found herself unable to say anything.
Suddenly.
Her lips were softly but warmly captured.
Jian Liangtong’s wide-open pupils fluttered wildly, her whole body going rigid like a piece of stone pressed against the wall, her mind going blank.
Study room.
Jian Liangtong, still looking like she hadn’t fully recovered, sat numbly on the sofa, her long, straight lashes hanging low, as if she had entered a trance.
Huo Shaojun stood by the window, the two of them with their backs to each other, seemingly both sighing.
The awkward, bizarre atmosphere seemed to persist for an unknown amount of time before Jian Liangtong slowly lifted her lashes, tugging at the skirt on her knees with her small hands, standing stiffly from the sofa like a robot, turning her neck to look at the man’s straight back standing by the window, "I..."
Just as Jian Liangtong uttered a word, the man who had been facing away turned slightly towards her, his deep, dark eyes gazing at her, making Jian Liangtong’s mind go blank again, forgetting what she was about to say.
Huo Shaojun stared at Jian Liangtong standing there gracefully, his cold eyes having softened slightly, and he moved his long legs towards her.
Jian Liangtong clenched her fingers tightly, her eyes shrinking as he kept getting closer.
"Frightened?" Huo Shaojun looked at her tenderly, his tone reminiscent of the warmth and care in Jian Liangtong’s memory.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes became misty with a circle of crystal tears, and she lowered her head, "I need to go back to school."
Even though she was restraining herself, Huo Shaojun still heard the hoarseness in her voice.
Huo Shaojun sighed inwardly, reached out to lightly grasp Jian Liangtong’s arm, pulling her into his embrace, his other hand gently stroking her long hair, "Blame me?"
Jian Liangtong bit her lip, tears swirling in her eyes!
Blame!
Of course she blamed!
Wasn’t that her first kiss?
Just taken by him like this...
The more she thought about it, the more wronged and sad she felt.
Jian Liangtong struggled in his arms, speaking in a tearful voice, "There was nothing there at all, you just tricked me, brought me here, you, you..."
"There was something, there was something, have you forgotten?" Huo Shaojun held her tightly, their bodies, previously with some space between them, now pressed tightly together.
Jian Liangtong could clearly feel his firm chest muscles, the abs separating her ribcage, and those strong arms holding her, and also...
Although Jian Liangtong had never eaten pork, she had certainly seen pigs run, right?
So at present, the dangerous thing pressing against her stomach made her feel a bit overwhelmed.
Dare not move recklessly, Jian Liangtong slowly stopped struggling, breathed in shallowly, tightly held by him, her face pressed entirely against his chest, her breathing filled with his intoxicating scent.
Noticing Jian Liangtong had quieted down, a hint of relaxation flashed in Huo Shaojun’s eyes, yet the strength of his embrace did not lessen; instead, it grew tighter.
Jian Liangtong’s ears turned bright red, could she say she felt the heartbeat?
All other sensations vanished; at this moment, Jian Liangtong’s mind was filled only with embarrassment and shame, how could he...
Huo Shaojun’s face wasn’t much better than Jian Liangtong’s.
After all, wasn’t this situation equally awkward for him?
The topic they were discussing was completely forgotten.
After nearly five minutes had passed, Jian Liangtong was amazed to find that not only had that thing not subsided, it had become even more rampant.
Jian Liangtong’s temples throbbed with frustration, reaching her limit, she lightly pushed him, "I can barely breathe."
"No, you can breathe," Huo Shaojun’s voice came out raspier than ever.
"..." Jian Liangtong was both shocked and speechless!
What did he mean by no?!
Was it no to her not being able to breathe or something else?
"Tongtong."
"Hm?" Jian Liangtong answered instinctively.
Once she realized her response, her face turned red.
Huo Shaojun was taken aback for a moment, his dark eyes sweeping over with layers of warmth.
Since he didn’t laugh out loud, Jian Liangtong didn’t notice.
Suddenly, her ear was covered by a breath of warmth.
Jian Liangtong shuddered fiercely, then heard him say, "I want to..."
"I don’t want to."
Jian Liangtong’s face flushed red, panting heavily, she clumsily pushed him away.
His last two words were said so lightly, like the wind brushing past her ear.
But she still heard it clearly.
He said he wanted her!
He wanted... her!
Jian Liangtong wasn’t a person from ancient times, how could she not know the dangerous implications of his words?
"Shh..." Huo Shaojun smiled, already an elegantly attractive man, this smile was dazzling.
Jian Liangtong’s heart raced, her apricot eyes darted away anxiously; no matter how she pushed, she couldn’t move him, making her so anxious she almost wanted to cry.
Huo Shaojun noticed too, the young girl’s face was scrunched up, her bright eyes turning red, her delicate eyebrows drawn together toward her nose, looking like she was about to cry.
Huo Shaojun’s upturned lips gradually sank, gazing at Jian Liangtong with a flicker of pity in his eyes, he sighed and said, "Why so nervous? I’m not going to eat you right now."
Jian Liangtong pouted.
Thinking his words were truly intriguing!
He wouldn’t eat her now, did that mean later...
Later...
Jian Liangtong’s heart trembled again, her red eyes looking like a startled deer at Huo Shaojun.
Huo Shaojun wrapped her small figure into his arms, bending his head low to match her height, his deep eyes fixed on her flustered gaze, his thin lips curling wickedly, "My Tongtong has grown up."
