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Chen Qingfeng looked in the direction of the sound and his gaze met Shen Wan'er's.
Meeting Chen Qingfeng's gaze, Shen Wan'er said shyly:
"Son."
"My head hurts."
"Could you...could you rub it for me?"
Hearing Shen Wan'er's words, Chen Qingfeng was speechless.
Shen Wan'er's tricks were really too clumsy.
Pretending to be drunk, pretending to be dizzy...
After a slight pause, Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly, then got up and walked towards Shen Wan'er.
Seeing Chen Qingfeng approach, Shen Wan'er's heart raced. She quickly turned to the side and secretly pulled her clothes down, vaguely revealing her high, white breasts!
Before long, Chen Qingfeng had reached the bedside.
"Mr. Chen."
"Wan'er has heard that you are skilled in medicine."
"My spare head is throbbing terribly, I would be grateful if you could help me heal it, young master!"
Chen Qingfeng glanced at him slightly and said:
"Miss Shen, let me massage it for you. Is it inconvenient? After all, men and women are different."
Upon hearing Chen Qingfeng's words, Shen Wan'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
"Who would have thought that the renowned scholar Chen was actually a pedantic and impolite student?"
"As the saying goes, when one is in dire need, one should act expediently. Why should you, young master, worry about such formalities?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
"In that case, I shall give Miss Shen a massage!"
Without further ado, Chen Qingfeng steadily extended his hands and placed them on Shen Wan'er's head.
His fingers ran through Shen Wan'er's black hair, the tips of her hair brushing against her gently, causing a slight itch.
Besides, from where Chen Qingfeng was standing, he could easily catch a glimpse of Shen Wan'er's white neck beneath her black hair, as well as that captivating view.
He could also tell that Shen Wan'er had deliberately pulled her clothes down quite a bit.
The garden is bursting with spring colors, which cannot be contained even by closing doors.
"This girl from the Shen family is developing quite well."
"Besides that, she's really... incredibly audacious!"
Chen Qingfeng sighed softly, then gently pressed his fingers onto Shen Wan'er's temples, massaging them with just the right amount of pressure.
"Well……"
Shen Wan'er unconsciously let out a soft moan.
After pressing for a while, Chen Qingfeng asked:
"Miss Shen, are you feeling better?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wan'er nodded slightly with a look of enjoyment and said:
"Young master is indeed remarkable."
"Just by massaging me like this, my headache has indeed been relieved a lot."
"By the way, young master."
"You are a poet of great talent and elegance; would you be willing to compose a poem for me?"
Upon hearing what Shen Wan'er said, Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and began to recite:
"We met for the first time in the golden autumn breeze and jade dew, and a sword strike startled me in my dream. Even if a thousand mountains block the northern border, they cannot compare to your smile."
Upon hearing the poem Chen Qingfeng wrote for her, Shen Wan'er's ears immediately turned red, and she felt even more admiration for Chen Qingfeng.
Her heart raced at that moment, and her breathing became rapid.
Suddenly, Shen Wan'er turned around and hugged Chen Qingfeng tightly.
"Master Chen!"
"I...I like you!"
"I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you at the grand banquet today."
Chen Qingfeng was slightly surprised when he heard Shen Wan'er's sudden confession.
He had realized earlier that this girl had feelings for him.
Unexpectedly, Shen Wan'er confessed her feelings to him so directly.
At this moment, her head was pressed tightly against Chen Qingfeng's chest, and her hands were holding him tightly. Chen Qingfeng could clearly feel the softness of Shen Wan'er's body.
After a moment of silence, Chen Qingfeng spoke:
"Miss Shen."
"I am already married."
To Chen Qingfeng's surprise, Shen Wan'er didn't care at all. She looked up at Chen Qingfeng and said:
"It's ok."
“If you are willing to accept me, I am willing to be your concubine.”
Chen Qingfeng was stunned, never expecting that Shen Wan'er would be willing to humble herself like this.
After a slight pause, Chen Qingfeng looked down at Shen Wan'er and said calmly:
"We have different perspectives."
"So what?"
Shen Wan'er pouted, looking unconvinced:
"Besides, what does my liking for you have to do with my stance?"
Chen Qingfeng was speechless and muttered to himself:
"This girl, Shen Zhong, seems to be a total love-struck fool!"
Just as Chen Qingfeng was lost in thought.
Shen Wan'er became even bolder, and simply took off all her outer garments, her eyes full of tenderness as she said:
"Young master, will you... will you take me?"
Seeing this, Chen Qingfeng was both amused and exasperated.
Unexpectedly, Shen Wan'er was so infatuated with him.
"They've practically delivered this to our doorstep. If we don't take it, wouldn't we be worse than a eunuch?"
"I wonder what Shen Zhong's reaction would be if he found out that his sister offered herself to me?"
At this moment, seeing that Chen Qingfeng still did not react, Shen Wan'er took the initiative to touch Chen Qingfeng's cheeks and neck.
Those two delicate, jade-colored hands moved naturally.
Chen Qingfeng didn't stand on ceremony either.
"Miss Shen, you?"
Chen Qingfeng whispered in Shen Wan'er's ear.
Shen Wan'er did not answer.
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"Do you regret it?"
Suddenly, Chen Qingfeng asked this question.
Upon hearing this, Shen Wan'er was slightly surprised and looked up at Chen Qingfeng with a puzzled expression:
"What do you mean by that, young master?"
How could I regret it?
"Since... I am already yours, young master, I will die a hundred times without regret!"
After saying this, Shen Wan'er tightened her grip on Chen Qingfeng's arm.
Chen Qingfeng smiled slightly and then joked:
"Since Miss Shen has no regrets..."
"Forehead?"
After a brief silence, Shen Wan'er suddenly asked this question.
Chen Qingfeng was caught off guard by Shen Wan'er's sudden words.
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The next morning.
Chen Qingfeng was the first to wake up from his sleep.
Shen Wan'er was still holding him tightly, the morning light falling on her face, illuminating a peaceful scene.
Just then, a system notification sounded in Chen Qingfeng's mind:
【Ding! 】
[An important story character available for check-ins has been detected near the host: Shen Wan'er.]
[Have you checked in?]
Upon hearing the system's prompt, Chen Qingfeng immediately selected to sign in.
[Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in as Shen Wan'er!]