Rebirth and revenge, without delaying the kiss of the black-bellied boss

After Han Yangxu walked to the sofa, he lay down on his side in a comfortable position, with his head resting on the pillow, one of his long legs casually propped up, and his hands hanging naturally and relaxedly.

Han Yangxu tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, his eyes like hooks looking at Chen Yaxin who was sitting behind the easel.

Han Yangxu squinted his eyes lazily, met Chen Yaxin's inquiring gaze, smiled at her and asked:

"Is it okay to just lie there like this?"

Chen Yaxin stared with wide eyes at Han Yangxu who was standing behind the easel. His fair skin with his upper body bare in the morning sunlight shining through the window made him look so unreal, as if a god had descended on a cloud.

The body lying on the sofa has perfect muscle lines, and the chest and abdominal muscles are not exaggeratedly bulging. This is Chen Yaxin's favorite muscle look.

There is also a subtle mermaid line outlining his narrow waist, making the whole person look lazy yet sexy.

Chen Yaxin stared at it with her eyes shining like gold. She stood up and adjusted her glasses, and suddenly said excitedly:

"Sure! This looks good. This is the feeling I want. Just try not to move."

Han Yangxu found it magical. He didn't expect that his casual joking movements could make Chen Yaxin, who had just watched him do push-ups with blood vessels bulging and muscles showing no reaction, become so excited all of a sudden.

Han Yangxu sighed lightly, curled his lips helplessly and lay on the sofa, quietly looking at Chen Yaxin who had sat down again in front of him and started to paint seriously.

He began to think about one thing: Is Chen Yaxin his fan girl?

It was obvious that during the game, when he lifted up his jersey to reveal his abdominal muscles, Chen Yaxin was the one who screamed the loudest and most blatantly on the field. How come she is so calm now that he is wearing so little?

No! His charm definitely didn't diminish at all. He thought Chen Yaxin must be just concentrating on completing his homework.

That's why she is like this now. He would never believe that Chen Yaxin would suddenly lose interest in him.

Just like that, time passed slowly, and the soft light moved a little bit with time, as if trying to catch up with the shadow ahead.

Chen Yaxin finally finished painting. She put down the brush in her hand, stood up to relax her numb body, and looked up at Han Yangxu, who had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

Chen Yaxin looked at the clock hanging on the wall next to her and found that it was already noon, so she took out her cell phone and ordered some food.

Then she walked quietly to the sofa. She looked at Han Yangxu's hair scattered on the pillow, adding a bit of playfulness to him. With relaxed facial features, he exuded an indescribable charm.

Looking down, every inch of his skin exuded a soft luster, like a silent statue in the morning light; his breathing was light and rhythmic, like a soothing ballad.

Chen Yaxin thought that Han Yangxu had worked really hard. He played games all night and had to get up early to help her find inspiration. He was so sleepy that he fell asleep not long after she started drawing.

She lowered her eyes to look at Han Yangxu's naked upper body, afraid that he would catch a cold if he slept shirtless, so she picked up the thin blanket folded beside the sofa, unfolded it and wanted to help cover him.

Suddenly, Chen Yaxin tripped because her vision was blocked by the blanket she was holding in front of her and she didn't notice a Bearbrick on the floor of the sofa.

"what!!!"

Chen Yaxin's petite body fell uncontrollably onto Han Yangxu. Finally, she pressed heavily on Han Yangxu, who was sleeping soundly and without any ability to resist, through the thin blanket.

The most important thing is, her lips just happened to kiss Han Yangxu's mouth!!!

"Ok!"

In an instant, Han Yangxu, who was awakened from his sleep by a scream, had his body pressed down heavily and was hit on the lips, causing him to groan in pain.

He stared at Chen Yaxin, who was so close to him, with his sleepy eyes wide open. Through Chen Yaxin's glasses, he looked into her equally wide-open eyes. This was the third time they stared at each other in a daze...

Han Yangxu didn't dare to move because he thought he was dreaming, and Chen Yaxin's brain seemed to have really stopped working at this moment, and she had no idea what she should do next.

After a while, Chen Yaxin felt someone's heart beating violently.

Only then did she react and her face became redder. The temperature between them gradually increased. Her eyes were full of panic and she desperately wanted to get up from Han Yangxu.

She supported herself with her hands on the sofa on both sides of Han Yangxu's body, propped up her upper body which was pressing on Han Yangxu, and put a little force on the ground with one foot.

As a result, he stepped on a blanket that had fallen halfway to the ground, slipped, and fell onto Han Yangxu again.

Fortunately, she did not fall back this time, but one of her hands accidentally rested on Han Yangxu's firm and smooth pectoral muscles.

"Uh huh..."

Han Yangxu was injured for the second time. At this moment, he was like a delicate woman who could not resist and could only let Chen (man) Yaxin do whatever he wanted.

Chen Yaxin looked at Han Yangxu, who was frowning under her, with an embarrassed look on her face, bit her lip slightly, and simply ignored it.

She put her hands on Han Yangxu's chest and pressed the elastic muscles gently. This time she stood up directly, her cheeks flushed, and said apologetically;

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it, I just saw you fell asleep, so I covered you with a blanket since you were topless, and look at this thing on the ground!

I tripped over this thing, I'm not lying to you, I swear!"

At this time, Han Yangxu, who was being molested, was still in a daze. He didn't know how his first kiss was lost in his sleep. He raised his hand and touched his lips that were hurt by the collision.

"hiss!"

As soon as he touched it, he felt a tingling sensation. He stretched out his tongue and licked it gently. A taste of rust spread on the tip of his tongue. It turned out that his lip was broken.

Seeing this, Chen Yaxin ran to get the tissue on the table in the living room with guilt, then ran back and handed the tissue to Han Yangxu, looking helpless and guilty:

"I'm sorry, really... Oh, I don't know how to explain it to you."

Finally, Han Yangxu sobered up a little. He looked up at Chen Yaxin, raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and smiled coolly without caring:

"It's okay. I know you were careless. But next time, if you...

If you want to kiss me secretly, could you be a little gentler?

My lips are pretty precious, but they can't stand your constant bumping."

At this moment, Han Yangxu was thinking that his charm was still as strong as ever. Chen Yaxin was obviously his fan girl, but she had no reaction at all when she saw his strong and charming body up close.

It turned out that his guess was correct. Chen Yaxin had been holding back, and then secretly kissed him while he was asleep, but she was accidentally exposed.

Chen Yaxin, who was standing, felt that it was more and more outrageous the more she listened. She thought that Han Yangxu finally believed her words after hearing the first sentence, but after hearing the second sentence, she still felt that she had kissed him on purpose.