PWE – Chapter 60 I Like You

“What are you doing?” She scooted back a little, avoiding being that close to him.

She pressed a hand lightly over her chest.

Why was her heart fluttering? Was this the so-called heart pounding like a frightened deer? But when they slept together before, she never felt this way. Did it only happen when they were face-to-face? And at such close distance?

“Wan’ge, we’re husband and wife, aren’t we?” He bent down to sit on the edge of the bed, his deep voice carrying a faint husky tone.

Xiao Wange nodded. “Yeah. What about it?”

“Then we…” He curved his lips, his handsome face suddenly leaning toward her.

His hot breath fanned across her face. He said word by word, “Since we’re husband and wife… things only a husband and wife can do—shouldn’t we be able to do them?”

Xiao Wange: “…”
What did that mean? That he wanted to do that with her?

Last night he had wanted the same thing, but she’d been too tired, so she rejected him.

She had originally thought maybe last night was just him acting on impulse. But tonight… he wanted it again.

“Wan’ge…” he called softly, and suddenly his thin lips pressed toward hers.

Her instinct was to dodge, but he firmly gripped her shoulders, keeping her from escaping.

Their breaths tangled instantly. Xiao Wange’s eyes widened—flustered, shocked.

She truly didn’t expect this man to attack so suddenly. His actions were a bit forceful, and given her personality, she should have pushed him away in one move and slapped him.

But…

Her hands were strangely frozen at her sides, unable to move.

And besides, they were husband and wife—wasn’t it normal for couples to do this?

They were a young couple too. Having impulses was normal. If they kept lying stiff like corpses on the same bed every day, that would be abnormal.

It’s just…

Right now she really wanted to know something.

She stiffened for more than ten seconds before suddenly pushing him away. “Wait a moment. I want to ask you something.”

Only after speaking did she notice her breathing was quick, and her voice… had changed. It had become soft and sultry, full of lingering tenderness—making people’s thoughts run wild.

“What do you want to ask?” He was pushed only five centimeters away. Five centimeters was still very close—so close his voice seemed to echo right in her ear.

Feeling uncomfortable, she scooted further into the bed. “I want to ask… what do you feel toward me? Is it just a husband’s responsibility? Or… is there something else? Like liking me?”

She had originally been afraid he would say “I don’t like you,” afraid she would be embarrassed, so she hesitated to ask.

But right now, she really wanted to know. She didn’t know why, but before doing anything intimate, she felt she needed to understand his feelings.

“So Wan’ge wants to know that.” He chuckled, deep and magnetic. “I definitely feel responsible for you—after all, I’m your husband. As a husband, taking responsibility for my wife is natural.”

Xiao Wange frowned, waiting for him to continue.

After a pause, he added, “But aside from responsibility, I do like you. I know I like you—after all, you’re so outstanding. If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be a normal man. Even though we haven’t spent much time together, and saying ‘I like you’ might seem rushed, my feelings for you right now… are exactly that.”

Xiao Wange pressed her lips together.

His answer satisfied her. She didn’t even know why, but she didn’t want him to say he didn’t like her. If he had said that, aside from embarrassment, she might have gotten angry. Maybe angry enough to hit him.

But now that he said he liked her, her heart felt… inexplicably pleased.

She cleared her throat softly. “Mm. I see.”

“Then Wan’ge… do you like me?”

He smiled, staring at her without blinking as he asked.

Her brows knitted tightly. She had thought about this before—her feelings toward him… how should she put it? It wasn’t love at first sight, but she didn’t dislike him. Being husband and wife and getting along like this felt pretty good.

She thought… maybe she did like him a little? And hadn’t her heart just pounded earlier? That should count as liking him a bit. Though she felt her liking came too fast. They’d only known each other for two days. Saying she liked him now made her feel like she was desperately craving a man.

But sometimes when she was with him, she felt like she had known him before—like they had always gotten along this way.

It was strange because she was sure she had never met him before. But that feeling… was strong and clear. Sometimes she even doubted whether she had actually seen him once and then forgotten due to memory loss.

But she was certain she had no amnesia. She remembered every detail of her past, and he had never appeared—not even the corner of his clothing.

That was the strange part. Why did she feel that way? Was her intuition wrong?

“I think… I probably—”

She intended to tell him honestly.

But before she could finish, he sealed her lips.

He was afraid she would say “I don’t like you.” Her hesitation meant she was thinking—thinking could lead to that answer.

He didn’t want to hear those three words. So he cut her off—blocked her words, blocked her answer.

Xiao Wange blinked and looked at him at extremely close range.

Why was he so anxious? Did he already guess what she was going to say?

…

Their breaths mingled for a few minutes before he climbed onto the bed and lay down with her.

Xiao Wange thought they would really go through with it tonight.

But twenty minutes later, he stopped.

At the most crucial moment, he stopped!

He rolled to the side, gently pulled her into his arms, and said, “Go to sleep, Wan’ge. Good night.”

Three seconds later, he suddenly got up, got dressed, and left the room.

Xiao Wange: “…”

She couldn’t process it.

What did he mean? Why did he suddenly stop? They were both clearly feeling it—why stop?

And where was he going in the middle of the night? Did he suddenly remember something important?

She lay there, forcing down the restless heat in her body.

Damn man—he riled her up and then suddenly stopped? That was truly annoying! Hopefully he really did have important business. Otherwise, she might not be able to resist hitting him!

Two minutes later, she finally calmed down.

She got out of bed, put on her autumn clothes and a cotton jacket, and stepped into the courtyard.

There was a light installed in the courtyard.

But it was turned off.

Next to the kitchen was the bathing hut—just a straw shack. But in the 80s countryside, having a separate bath hut was already pretty nice.

Right now the light inside the bath hut was on, and the sound of flowing water came from inside.

Clearly someone was bathing.

At this hour, Zhao Zhao was asleep, and Wen Feilan wouldn’t be bathing.

So… it could only be Zhan Zeyan.

So he didn’t stop because of something important—he stopped to take a bath?

Was he… playing with her?

“Wan’ge? You’re up?” his deep voice called from inside the bath hut.

Xiao Wange stared at the hut, her brows tightly locked, her face darkening.

This damn man—he got her all worked up, then suddenly stopped and came to take a bath?!

He was obviously messing with her!

Heh. And he said he liked her? This was how he treated a woman he liked?

If this was his way of liking someone, it was terrifying—she didn’t want it at all!

She ground her teeth, glared at the hut, and said, “Yeah, I got so worked up by someone that the fire rushed up inside me. To avoid burning the house down, I came out for some air!”

Zhan Zeyan: “…” He froze inside the hut.

She was fired up? Did she mean physically or emotionally?

Judging from her tone… emotionally?

Because she sounded furious.

“Wan’ge, what’s wrong? Are you angry?” Zhan Zeyan sounded panicked. He poured a bucket of cold water over himself before quickly asking.

He had really wanted to go all the way just now.

But he remembered what the deputy commander told him—and forced himself to stop.

After returning from the county this afternoon, he had gone to the village office to make a phone call.

He asked about the housing application and also sought advice.

The deputy commander was married and had supposedly chased his wife successfully—rumor said he was skilled in romance.

Wanting to get close to Wan’ge quickly, Zhan Zeyan asked him for tips.

The deputy commander said a man must satisfy a woman—especially in bed! If he couldn’t, she would definitely divorce him.

But if their feelings weren’t deep yet, the man must not rush. Couldn’t go all the way at once. That would scare the woman.

So he said: take it slow.

Start with kissing her lips.

Then her neck.

Then her belly.

Step by step—slowly advance toward the final step.

He was only supposed to kiss her lips tonight.

But he couldn’t help himself.

He got too excited and almost went all the way.

Fortunately, he came back to his senses. The moment he did, he let go of Wan’ge.

Then he rushed out to take a cold shower.

He had only splashed water twice when he heard footsteps outside—the steps clearly hers.

Hearing all this, Xiao Wange let out a cold laugh.

A furious, icy laugh.

She furrowed her brows sharply and let out a disdainful “tch.”

“You actually have the nerve to ask what’s wrong? Zhan Zeyan, you really are playing me! You bastard turtle—I almost thought you genuinely liked me. I almost fell for your act!”