Chapter 365: Chapter 351: Only Hoping She Overcomes the Hero’s Trial as a Beauty
When Wen Nuan woke up, there was nothing in sight. She was lying on the big bed, frowned, and sat up, looking around at everything. It was very quiet and clean, making her drowsily think that what had just happened was just a dream.
Clearly, someone had come in wanting to **** her, she distinctly remembered Leng Yan opening the door...
At this moment, the surroundings were as empty as a wilderness, and she even began to suspect if what happened was just her imagination.
"Leng Yan..." she called softly, nervously scanning the surroundings, finding nothing amidst an atmosphere that was quiet yet terrifying.
Could it really have been a dream? She lightly patted her face with both hands, feeling a bit confused, her head still somewhat dizzy. She rubbed her temples, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.
She walked to the door, took a look, and then came back. Standing at the doorway, she frowned as she looked inside the room, trying to recall something.
The door was gently pushed open. Deep in thought, she hadn’t noticed anything until a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, making all of Wen Nuan’s nerves tense up.
The scene of the bad man breaking in just flashed through her mind.
She gritted her teeth, bent her knees slightly, pulled down hard on that hand with both hands, thrust her hips upwards, and executed a back throw that sent the person behind her flying.
"Nuannuan..." Leng Yan fell squarely onto the bed, the candy bag in his hand dropping to the floor. It’s fortunate the bed was quite soft, otherwise, he really couldn’t imagine what the abrupt back throw would have done to him.
As he sat up, he massaged his back with a frown, helplessly looking at her, "You sure have some strength. How come I didn’t see you using it on that bad guy earlier?"
"Leng Yan?" Wen Nuan was startled, quickly sitting beside him and massaging his back, embarrassedly sticking out her tongue, "Sorry, I thought you were..."
It seemed like it really wasn’t a dream earlier. She was too vigilant and thought it was the bad guy coming in again, so she instinctively used the back throw move.
"Thought it was that bad guy?" Being massaged on the back felt so good that Leng Yan deliberately grimaced in pain, but a smile played at the corners of his mouth, "Nuannuan, I never knew you were so strong, almost killed me. And to think I came to save you, went out to fetch candies to make you a drink, and rushed over when I heard you calling me. You’re so heartless."
"Sorry! I didn’t know it was you." Recalling moments of utter despair, tears welled up in Wen Nuan’s eyes again.
"Silly girl, just teasing you." Leng Yan heartily held her fingers, pulling her into his embrace.
Wen Nuan tried to push him away, but he tightened his arms around her. With a husky voice, they were so close that Wen Nuan could even hear his Adam’s apple vibrating, "Let me hold you for a while."
Wen Nuan’s heart jolted, her nose tingling with sourness.
"Too tight, I can’t breathe." Yet she was reluctant to part with the past bliss, she took a deep breath and protested softly.
"I’ll loosen up a bit." His heart leapt for joy, and he indeed relaxed his arms a little. Wen Nuan leaned against his chest, just like a long time ago, being cherished and loved by him; in this moment, she forgot those deeply hidden pains.
She offered no resistance, further brightening his mood. Looking at the bag of brown sugar on the ground, Leng Yan’s eyes were filled with a cheerful smile; his heart felt several times sweeter than eating it.
They say "even heroes find it hard to cross the beauty hurdle," he only hoped that his beloved Nuannuan could "be the beauty who overcomes the hero’s challenge." Not hiding from him any longer, not curling up and shutting herself off whenever she’s hurt. He cherished her, loved her, and ever since he understood his own heart, he never wavered.
"Your forehead..." Wen Nuan suddenly remembered the last scene she saw and pulled away from his embrace, anxiously examining his still smooth and clean forehead, slightly frowning, "No issue?"
"Of course, no issue." He took in her anxious expression, raising his eyebrows with a smile, "I rushed over the moment I heard you wake up, how could I bear to let anything happen to worry you? Nuannuan, I’m so happy you thought of seeing me once you woke up."
"I didn’t!" Wen Nuan hurriedly denied it!
Leng Yan glanced at her, his brows suddenly knitting together; he forcefully patted his back, as if in unbearable pain.
"Let me see!" Wen Nuan became immediately tense, "Could it be an injury from the fall?"
She was about to get up, but once again, her body was enveloped in his warm, solid arms. Leng Yan buried his head in her shoulder and neck, letting out a low laugh from his throat, "Fooled you."
"The blood?"
Wen Nuan’s face turned red, she bit her lip, "I clearly saw blood streaming down your forehead."
Bright red, bright red, even though her eyes were blurred, she saw it so clearly.