When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 136: Can We Talk Secretly?

Behind her, a car horn honked.

A short blast scared Jiang Shuyao into grabbing Pei Yan’s head.

She blankly turned her head around to glare at the honking driver, then slowly turned back, sniffing the sweat in his hair and gently closing her eyes.

"Little devil, does this mean we’re together now?"

Pei Yan stopped walking and set her down.

Under the streetlight, the girl’s cheeks were flushed.

He lifted her chin, making her look at him, "If the princess isn’t satisfied, I can add another ceremony."

Jiang Shuyao blinked, not responding.

The ceremony she imagined was probably one with flowers, candles, balloons, him walking towards her from the depth of the night...

But the devil’s sense of ceremony was usually simple and direct.

He held the back of her head and leaned down to kiss her lips.

Here, by the street and close to Yasong Residence, Jiang Shuyao instinctively placed her hand against Pei Yan’s chest.

However, as her palm touched the burning skin beneath his shirt, her motion to push him away paused.

Then, she obediently stood under the streetlight, letting him kiss her.

It was a cautious kiss that lingered on the lips for only two seconds before moving to her cheeks and between her eyebrows.

Jiang Shuyao silently turned her head and lightly touched the places he had kissed, whispering softly, "I’m sober now."

"..."

Pei Yan looked down at her with a leisurely interest in his eyes.

Sober now.

So?

The next second, the girl covered her cheeks and spontaneously walked forward, muttering unclearly, "What have I done tonight."

She had imagined countless times what it would be like to officially be with Pei Yanzheng, but she never expected that she would be so wild, so proactive.

The first kiss was like wine, with a terribly strong aftereffect.

Jiang Shuyao shook her head, feeling giddy and uncontrollably shy at heart.

Falling in love was a thrilling affair, especially with the person behind her.

But she was so happy.

So happy that just recalling the taste of earlier made her want to smile.

The night stretched endlessly.

Pei Yan followed her at a distance, a smile lingering on his lips, his pace leisurely, his posture lax and carefree.

At the entrance of Yasong Residence, the security guard stuck his head out to greet the two kids.

"How did the exams go, Yaoyao? Can you get into Tsinghua?"

In the eyes of the older generation, a good student should aim for Tsinghua.

Jiang Shuyao and Pei Yan stepped through the gate one after the other, turning their heads in unison toward the security post.

Suddenly, they inexplicably burst into laughter.

The guard was full of vigor, his face covered in cartoon stickers—clearly the work of his mischievous granddaughter.

Jiang Shuyao stopped laughing and humbly said, "Whether I can get in depends on this year’s Tsinghua acceptance score line."

This ambiguous answer, in the ears of the guard, turned into another form of self-affirmation.

The guard praised her as a good child, saying that Old Jiang’s daughter was going to bring honor to Yasong Residence.

The girl sighed helplessly, but only responded with a faint, glittering smile without correcting him.

The two entered the elevator, and the floors ascended slowly.

Jiang Shuyao felt a strange sense of being out of place.

She needed to quickly sort out her emotions, not letting the old couple notice anything off.

Pei Yan saw her nervousness and casually tugged at his lip, "Our thing, godmother won’t mind."

Hearing his sudden remark, Jiang Shuyao thought fast.

She stammered, "My dad might be difficult to deal with."

Hmm.

A daughter is her father’s little padded jacket.

When someone takes his little padded jacket, how can he not mind?

The elevator doors opened with a ding, and Pei Yan stepped out with one hand in his pocket. "Don’t worry about your dad, I’ll handle it."

"..."

Silence followed behind him.

Pei Yan turned around and saw that the girl had suddenly stopped walking for some unknown reason.

She carefully raised her eyes and stared at him, saying word by word, "Can we date in secret?"

In secret...

Pei Yan laughed, interested, and asked back, "How do you want to do it in secret?"

Jiang Shuyao was at a loss for words.

It was a perfectly serious topic, but why did it sound so different when it came from him?

Hesitating for a long time, the girl furrowed her brows and shook her head, "I don’t know, but we can’t let the elders know for now."

The elders.

Meaning, even his dad couldn’t be told.

Pei Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded, "Then let’s date in secret, as long as you’re happy."

With his agreement, Jiang Shuyao smiled with relief.

Matters of the heart should proceed naturally; revealing it to parents without any warning could lead them to misunderstand that the two had been secretly involved.

Especially Old Jiang, with his architect’s mind, he would definitely suspect the real motive behind Pei Yan moving to Yasong Residence last year. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Even if this guy initially had impure motives, Jiang Shuyao only cared about the present.

Liking each other now was what mattered; there was no need to dig into the past.

Thus, their secret first love began on the night the college entrance exams ended.

In front of the elders, solely based on acting, Pei Yan was definitely an expert, far surpassing Jiang Shuyao by a mile.

He could manage to pick food expressionlessly at the table, while underneath the table, he would play with the ripped knee of her jeans.

The more she ate, the hotter she became.

He, on the other hand, seemed unhurried, able to eat a few more bowls.

Ms. Zhu noticed it and couldn’t help but comfort her, "Stop thinking about it after the exams, Yan is more relaxed than you."

"..." Jiang Shuyao nearly choked.

Yes, he was relaxed.

Relaxed enough to fool your elders.

This jerk, wasn’t he afraid of what would happen if Ms. Zhu dropped her chopsticks and saw his little movements?

As it turned out, she was overly concerned.

The chopsticks at her home behaved very well, not causing any trouble for two whole days.

On the third day, bored, Jiang Shuyao dragged Pei Yan into the study room to discuss the answers to their college entrance exam questions.

After discussing the English multiple choice questions, she became unnerved.

She stared at Pei Yan with wide eyes and asked, "Are you kidding? Were all the answers just now wrong?"

She looked even more nervous than him, who had chosen the wrong answers.

The extended silence from him almost drove Jiang Shuyao to despair, and tears slowly welled up in her eyes.

There were many types of questions that he should have easily handled. How could all of them be wrong?

Jiang Shuyao sniffled, forcing herself to remain calm.

Then, she turned to the math page.

Under the desk lamp, the girl hung her head low, her thick, curled lashes slightly moist.

Seeing her in pain, Pei Yan didn’t want to tease her anymore.

He reached over, turned her small face back towards him, and gently wiped her eyelids with his fingertip.

He smiled softly, "Don’t worry about it, rest well before the scores come out. I’ve said it before, I will never do long-distance with you. A man’s word is his bond."

Jiang Shuyao’s eyelashes trembled as she stared blankly into the young man’s eyes.

They were dark and as calm as the ocean, swallowing all her anxieties and losses in an instant.

He had promised, even if he hurt himself in the process, he would keep his word.

Like the last two months, where he stayed up until dawn every night, completing more practice papers than she had by a third.

Mr. Yu had said that heaven won’t let down the diligent.

Her young man had put all his arduous efforts into preparing for the college entrance exams over the past dozen years. How could he not succeed?

She should believe in him.