The Rest Of My Life Is For You

“No.” Yu Yuehan’s answer was crisp and clear-cut.

His expression was earnest, and it did not seem like he was hiding anything or telling a lie.

However, Nian Xiaomu simply could not believe him.

Flipping out of his embrace, she mounted herself on Yu Yuehan’s lap and hugged his neck with her arms. Puffing up her cheeks, she said, “I’ll give you one more chance. Tell me honestly, did you have an ex-girlfriend or a crush before?”

“…”

Yu Yuehan’s eyes darkened. He did not pay attention to what Nian Xiaomu had said, but kept his gaze fixed on their positions. The Adam’s apple on his throat moved, and he thought, Damn it!

He did not know that his self-control was so weak.

Nian Xiaomu had only tossed and turned in his arms for a short while, but all he wanted to do now was press her onto his study desk and give her some loving!

Yu Yuehan was not one to shortchange himself. His body was more honest than his reason.

Lowering his head, he planted a kiss on her lips.

Then, before he could give Nian Xiaomu a deep kiss, she reached out to block his lips with her hand.

“You’re not to touch me unless we clarify this matter first,” threatened Nian Xiaomu. “If I don’t get a satisfactory answer, then we will sleep in separate rooms. Anyway, Xiao Liuliu had a bad scare today, so she needs me to sleep with her…”

“Ah!” Yu Yuehan suddenly cried out in an exaggerated voice. Then, looking back at Nian Xiaomu’s bewildered face, he grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.

“Nian Xiaomu, I had a bad scare just now too. I do not dare to sleep by myself.”

Nian Xiaomu: “…”

The person in front of her could not be the real Yu Yuehan.

Sensing that he would not admit the truth to her, Nian Xiaomu decided she should not beat around the bush anymore.

She pointed to the bottom drawer on his work desk, pouted, and asked, “What did you put inside?”

“…” As Yu Yuehan followed her line of sight, his lips curled upward.

“Xiao Liuliu’s photographs. What did you think they are?”

“Besides Xiao Liuliu’s photographs?” Nian Xiaomu tugged at his collar as she prompted him to think carefully.

“There’s something else?” Yu Yuehan coolly raised his eyebrows as he answered with a question.

He looked even more perplexed than Nian Xiaomu.

Suddenly, Nian Xiaomu did not feel angry anymore.

Wasn’t it strange for him to ask her what was in his drawer?

“A drawing.” Nian Xiaomu hinted to him.

Seeing that there was still no reaction from Yu Yuehan, Nian Xiaomu began to lose her nerve. “Yu Yuehan, quit acting like you don’t know. Even Wen Yadai knows about the drawing. Don’t tell me you haven’t seen it!”

As Nian Xiaomu spoke, she pulled the drawer open and took out the drawing that had given her so much grief over the past few days.

“See for yourself!”

He better have a good explanation for this!

“…”

Throwing a glance at her, Yu Yuehan’s gaze then fell onto the desk. He picked up and unrolled the paper with his long slender fingers.

When he saw the drawing, he furrowed his eyebrows.

Seeing his reaction, Nian Xiaomu’s heart sank.

“See! You still dared to deny it earlier. Now there’s proof and you’re speechless right? Tell me honestly what your relationship is with the woman in the drawing. Do you like me because of her? Do you think that we look alike? No way, I am definitely prettier than her!”

Whenever Nian Xiaomu got anxious, she would start blabbering incessantly.

In the end, when she saw that Yu Yuehan was ignoring her, she pursed her lips as her eyes welled up with tears.

“Indeed it’s true that men’s sweet nothings are all lies. It was only yesterday when you told me that I was your only one. In no time at all, you suddenly have a first love. Was she unforgettable? Is she a fragment of your past or a lingering memory that you cannot let go…”