The yandere president's boyfriend!

Chapter 196 "Ah, Master stands so straight!"

The night is as dark as ink, and the moonlight like a gauze quietly falls on the ancient Zen temple, covering this quiet place with a layer of mysterious silver gauze.

Inside the Zen room, the flickering candlelight illuminated two figures, one sitting and one standing. The atmosphere was subtle and ambiguous.

Outside the window, the wind blows through the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound, as if whispering, or as if peeking into the story that is about to unfold in the house.

Yan Feng, a young man dressed in a green shirt, with a look of unruly yet gentle demeanor, was staring at Master Xuan Wu in front of him.

Xuan Wu, dressed in plain clothes, with her hair tied up lightly, has a gaunt face, but her eyes hide an unknown depth and warmth.

There always seems to be an invisible thread between them, tightly connected yet distant.

"Didn't you say you would eat with me?"

There was a hint of teasing and seriousness in Yan Feng's voice. He glared at Xuan Wu lightly, and his eyes contained both blame and some subtle emotions.

Xuan Wu was stunned for a moment, and the chopsticks in his hand stopped unconsciously. Then, a smile overflowed from his lips, like a spring breeze, warm and graceful.

He slowly put down his chopsticks, picked up a piece of food casually and put it into his mouth. At that moment, the distance between the two seemed to be infinitely shortened.

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Xuan Wu didn't think much about the food at first. To him, the simple vegetarian meal was just a part of his daily routine.

However, when the scent belonging to Yan Feng inadvertently spread over the tip of his tongue, his cheeks involuntarily turned red.

He was stunned, and then felt even more shy and helpless, as if he suddenly realized some unspeakable secret.

He bit the tip of his chopsticks, his eyes lowered, feeling mixed emotions.

I want to put down my chopsticks, but I am still attached to that subtle connection; I want to say something, but I feel that any words would be redundant and pale.

This dilemma was clearly displayed on his face, and Yan Feng, who was standing beside him, could see it all.

A hint of cunning flashed in Yan Feng's eyes. How could he miss such a good show?

He deliberately lowered his voice, with a hint of teasing and tenderness:

"Master, I've eaten my food and am full. But you, with your strong desires, don't you want to eat something other than this tasteless vegetarian meal?"

These words, like a gentle spring breeze, brushed across Xuan Wu's heart, stirring up ripples.

He admitted that Yan Feng did it on purpose, and he was willing to sink.

Yan Feng at night may be a little unpredictable and weird, but during the day, he is so innocent and abstinent. Just a slight teasing will reveal the alluring blush on his cheeks.

The word "fairy" has long been synonymous with Yan Feng in his heart. Faced with such an innocent and shy prey, how could he not feel happy and how could he not tease her?

Xuan Wu's stiffness and nervousness, in Yan Feng's eyes, showed a different kind of charm.

An inexplicable excitement surged in his heart, as if he had discovered the most precious treasure in the world.

So, he became even more presumptuous, and quietly stretched out his leg and gently kicked Xuan Wu's calf under the table. It was a silent teasing and also a transmission of emotion.

"Ah, Master, you stand so straight!"

Yan Feng gave a playful smile and stared at Xuan Wu with burning eyes, as if he wanted to pry into the secrets deep in his heart one by one.

Xuan Wu was struck by these words. He was speechless for a moment, his heart in a mess, not knowing how to respond.

His body was stiff, his muscles were tense, and even his breathing became cautious, for fear that any reaction would reveal the secret in his heart.

However, Yan Feng did not give up. He enjoyed the pleasure of being in control of the overall situation, and also enjoyed Xuan Wu's emotional fluctuations caused by him.

He deliberately moved his legs up a few inches again. It was a silent invitation and a silent challenge.

Xuan Wu's breathing began to quicken. He knew that he had fallen into Yan Feng's trap, but he couldn't extricate himself.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his heart.

However, when Yan Feng's warm hand gently pinched his ankle, all his defenses collapsed instantly.

At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his own heartbeat, so clear and so strong.

He opened his eyes and looked at Yan Feng. There was surprise, relief, and an indescribable affection in his eyes.

Yan Feng looked at Xuan Wu, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

He knew that he had finally opened Xuan Wu's heart and entered his world.

The distance between them, at this moment, became closer than ever before.

"Xuan Wu, do you know that nothing in this world can compare to your alluring smile?"

Yan Feng's voice was gentle but firm. He slowly approached Xuan Wu, their breathing intertwined, as if the whole world had stopped.

Xuan Wu looked at Yan Feng, a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes, but more of it was relief and acceptance.

He nodded slightly, as if responding to Yan Feng's affection, and as if bidding a complete farewell to his long-standing repression.

As the night deepened, the candlelight in the Zen room flickered more fiercely, as if to cheer up the lovers.

Two passionate hearts gradually approached each other. They forgot the time and their identities. At this moment, they were each other's only ones.

Yan Feng's hand slowly stroked Xuan Wu's face, feeling his warmth. Tears glistened in Xuan Wu's eyes. He was more moved than ever before.

"Yan Feng..." Xuan Wu called softly.

Yan Feng smiled slightly, "Yes, I'm here."

A simple conversation, yet it contains endless affection.

The wind outside the window stopped, and the bamboo stopped rustling, as if everything was blessing them. In this quiet night, the flower of their love quietly blossomed.