Crossing the line

Chapter 77: Molten Custard Buns

Yun Yuwan looked at him in shock: "Ah?"

She met Wen Yangzhi's calm and even still cold face.

Wen Yangzhi opened and closed his thin lips: "What? The antique clock is not broken?"

Yun Yuwan felt a little torn when she saw him saying these words with such a cold and serious expression.

She chirped, "Brother, you don't seem to be so tough anymore."

But she felt awkward: "But you don't have to be like this, it's so stiff."

He ignored her, lowered his eyes to look at the parts, twisted open the cover of the antique clock, glanced at the butler and said, "Bring the tool box here."

The housekeeper hurried to get it, but was sent away without realizing it.

Wen Yangzhi removed all the parts that could be removed with his bare hands, and the back door of the antique clock was opened:

"Brother coaxes you, and you blame him for being stiff. Brother is a man, isn't it good to be stiff?"

Yun Yuwan hunched her shoulders and said, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. You sound so sweary."

She ran away. Wen Yangzhi watched her run away, but she just took off her mask and washed her face, then came back again.

She suddenly whispered, "How are your legs?"

He flicked the iron ring inside, which produced a clear and pleasant mechanical vibration sound, and he answered her:
"It doesn't hurt at all, brother lied to you."

However, under the trousers, there was a large dark purple bruise on her calf, which had hit her irregular iron flower stand, and it hurt just thinking about it.

Yun Yuwan accused: "Then you are still lying."

He remained calm: "Yeah."

Yun Yuwan was stunned by his shamelessness and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He closed the back cover and easily laid the heavy clock body horizontally, preparing to disassemble it from the front.

Yun Yuwan supported her hands on the small table where the antique clock was placed, and watched him work attentively. The neckline of her nightgown was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and neck. Her shoulders and back were flat and thin, and her chest was gathered by the fabric, tight and full.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly said:
"To show my brother?"

She looked at him with her black eyes as round as grapes, puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

He unscrewed the ancient clock screw with his bare hands and put it down gently.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, and his indifferent gaze moved to her chest. His tone was light, and his calm gaze raised to her eyes:
"What did you show your brother?"

She realized something and quickly buttoned up her clothes. Wen Yangzhi's face was as cold as water, but he didn't say anything else: "It's no use buttoning it up, my brother will see it."

The housekeeper just moved the toolbox over, forced his lips to hold together, and quietly walked away a few steps, pretending to be a silent ghost.

What a sin! No one told me before coming to work that I had to pretend to be a non-existent ghost. I just couldn’t hold back my laughter.

The body felt cool.

Wen Yangzhi was still looking at the clock. She suddenly hugged his free arm with both hands, holding his arm in her arms, looking at him straight with innocent eyes: "Brother, will you always like me?"

He pushed against both his arm when it should and when it shouldn't.

I don't know why she suddenly asked such a question, but since she asked, he would answer her: "It depends on whether you are good or not."

She subconsciously asked, "If I'm not good, you don't like me?"

He didn't even look at her, he cleaned up the gears, and said in a cold tone: "If you are good, we will always be together. If you are not good, it may become that your brother has a one-sided love for you."

Hearing an answer that was different from what she had imagined, Yun Yuwan pursed her lips and secretly rejoiced:
"It's obvious that I was the one who had a crush on you for six years, but your brother is trying to blame me."

His voice was low but casual: "If you said you didn't hate your brother, you would have been lying in your brother's bed a long time ago."

She felt something was wrong: "I was only seventeen at that time."

He just said "hmm" coldly, without any other answer, just to show that he knew.

She stood there in a daze, a little distracted.

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped chatting, the housekeeper hurriedly moved something closer. It was a huge toolbox.

It was not lifted but pushed over. It was a box half a person's height with four or five drawers.

Wen Yangzhi opened one of the drawers. Inside the drawer were all kinds of pliers, including large pliers, small pliers, needle-nose pliers, wire pliers, wire strippers, and hydraulic pliers. There were at least thirty kinds of pliers neatly arranged.

Wen Yangzhi picked up a long, thin pair of pliers, unscrewed the clock face, took out the hands, and placed them one by one on the tray on top of the toolbox.

Yun Yuwan didn't expect that he would have such a complete toolbox: "How come there are so many tools?"

He spoke succinctly and clearly: "I usually dismantle some machinery."

But Wen Yangzhi would not say that he dismantled meters worth tens of millions, the smart control center of a villa, or the faucets that automatically changed into a water wave shape. He had dismantled everything from expensive ones to everyday ones.

He even drew the circuit diagram of this villa.

Yun Yuwan was a little surprised, because this hobby was totally incompatible with Wen Yangzhi. She kept muttering, "What a hobby for a science and engineering guy."

She suddenly made the connection: "Liking to watch anime is also a nerd hobby. Brother, it turns out you are a complete nerd."

He placed the removed screws on the table, "Didn't you say you had a crush on me for six years, and now you're scolding me?"

Yun Yuwan tilted her head: "Is 'nerd' considered an insult? Otakus are young and strong, with endless energy and desires. They even have deep feelings for female anime characters."

He said simply: "Not to female anime characters."

She was a little confused: "But you like Sonoda Umi."

He just glanced at her sideways, looked deeply at her, and said nothing.

Yun Yuwan was stared at by him, and it took her a while to realize what this look meant.

He doesn't like Umi Sonoda, he likes her.

Her brother stopped reading comics a long time ago, and she didn't see any comics in the study in this villa.

He didn't say it out loud, but Yun Yuwan's own awareness of the love made her heart tremble.

She was quiet for a long time, watching him practice attentively.

Seeing him dismantle it for a while and start to align the gears, she worried: "Can it be fixed?"

He said calmly: "It can't be fixed."

"What should we do then?" she demanded.

He said calmly, "Let's see how you lose tonight."

Yun Yuwan felt embarrassed and gently bumped into his upper body.

Wen Yangzhi was like a pillar and did not move at all even when she hit him.

She complained: "My brother is so bad."

He replied calmly, "My brother is not a bad guy, but the antique clock is."

He put all the parts of the clock back in place and closed the glass door.

Yun Yuwan came over to take a look, looking dejected and embarrassed: "Ah, it really can't be fixed?"

She inexplicably regretted her impulsiveness. She thought that by fiddling with the mechanism, she could restore it.

As a result, the clock suddenly made a cuckoo-cuckoo sound.

She leaned over to take a look and found that the clock was moving normally.

She bumped him again: "You're a liar."

Wen Yangzhi looked at her with his eyelids drooping, and said in a tired voice: "I lied to the puppy."

Unexpectedly, she didn't deny it. Instead, she grabbed his hand and bit his arm. After biting, she shrugged and said, "The puppy bit you."

Unexpectedly, he didn't react at all, but just looked at her calmly. She was puzzled:
"Why don't you react?" He said without blinking: "Push harder."

Yun Yuwan bit that spot again, this time using a little more force, and the teeth mark became much deeper.

He said calmly, "Didn't you eat?"

But this time she really used force, and she thought it would hurt a little because her teeth were pressing against the bone.

She looked at the deep tooth marks, a little unsure: "Does it really not hurt? Are you insensitive to pain? Don't scare me."

Wen Yangzhi, however, remained expressionless and answered her calmly: "Bite harder. If you bite my brother to death, I can arrange a ghost marriage for you decades later."

Yun Yuwan was inexplicably tricked and laughed. She whispered to him, "You're crazy."

Looking at the deep tooth marks, Wen Yangshang went upstairs to wash his hands, and she followed him happily.

Wen Yangzhi went into the bathroom and washed his hands under the faucet.

Yun Yuwan stood at the door and suddenly said:
"Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

She pointed to a spot of motor oil on his hem that had been stained by the antique clock.

Unexpectedly, he simply pinched the hem of his clothes and took off the white T-shirt neatly.

Below the thin and strong chest muscles are powerful abdominal muscles, and the broad and long arm muscles have obvious vertical marks.

He has a tall and slender frame, and is naturally upright. In fact, even if he doesn't exercise, he will have broad shoulders and a narrow waist. But he exercises, and the lines of his collarbone are as clear as two green bamboos. The concave clavicle fossa above is connected to the smooth tendons in the neck. The three mermaid lines on the sides of his waist are deep, and his lower abdomen has clear walls. He is lean and not overly muscular.

He took off his clothes neatly and placed them next to the sink.

It immediately caught Yun Yuwan's eyes, and she stood there in a daze, staring at him.

Wen Yangzhi didn't look at her, and said calmly: "Help brother get a pair of pajamas from the closet."

But she didn't move in his peripheral vision. Wen Yangzhi glanced over and looked at her with a bit of amusement:
"Don't want to leave?"

Yun Yuwan finally came to his senses and ran away quickly.

She rummaged through his closet for something and quickly came back with the clothes, her eyes fixed on him in a daze.

He shook the folded clothes and was going to put them on. She had no intention of leaving yet, and he was still standing there, wanting to see her. He said lazily, "Not leaving?"

But I didn't expect her to say: "I want to see you."

Her voice was soft, like a piece of marshmallow that would bounce back when pressed, but her words were passionate. She didn't know that she should be ashamed of her frank sexual desire. It was as if she didn't understand anything and just acted according to her own desires.

Wen Yangzhi said slowly: "Want to watch more?"

She slightly opened her red lips and looked at him with her round eyes in a daze, confused.

Wen Yangzhi looked at her and felt as if he had been drugged and addicted by her.

Just by exchanging glances, I felt my blood boiling and desire rushing to my head.

He whispered, "Come here."

Yun Yuwan walked over.

He put his arms around her waist and bent over to kiss her. Yun Yuwan stood on tiptoe and offered herself to him. However, the height difference was too big for her to stand on tiptoe, so he simply picked her up and placed her on the sink, supporting her with his hands on both sides of her. Yun Yuwan's legs clamped around his waist.

The light from the bathroom shone on the two of them, and their body positions and movements were clearly visible in the mirror.

Ten minutes later, Yun Yuwan was still sitting on the sink, leaning in his arms, her chest heaving slightly.

She wanted to button her clothes, but her hands couldn't reach them. Wen Yangzhi's hands went around her back, reached into her nightgown and buttoned her back.

She knew that his hands were touching her everywhere, but she did not resist when he touched her, and even thought that he should be more forceful.

Yun Yuwan leaned on his shoulders. His shoulders were really broad. Even if he didn't wear a shirt or suit that would deliberately make his shoulders look broad, he still felt so broad and sexy after taking them off that people wanted to lean on him.

She cooed, "Wen Yangzhi, you smell so good."

His voice was so low that she felt a slight tremor against his chest. He found it funny and asked, "Do I smell so good?"

She muttered again: "Your mouth is so hot."

As she spoke, she raised her head again, kissed him on the lips, and bit his lower lip.

Wen Yangzhi lowered his eyes to look at her, tucked her hair behind her ears, and held her face with his big hands. Yun Yuwan looked at him with a dazed look: "Why are you so cute?"

She said what Wen Yangzhi should say, and Wen Yangzhi said indifferently: "I am cute?"

Her big round eyes were full of clearness and yet they were also full of emotion: "Yes, you are so cute. I really want to take a few bites of you and eat you up."

This is the first time someone has used the word cute to describe him.

Wen Yangzhi looked at her, his gaze was indifferent, her eyes were dazed, and he seemed to want to swallow her up.

Yun Yuwan muttered quietly: "Just now I saw a vertical wardrobe of yours, and there was a display screen on the inner wall of the wardrobe. What is it used for?"

"The scale, you can measure your height and weight by standing on it." He rubbed her lower back.

Yun Yuwan was surprised: "Why is there a scale in the closet?"

He answered the question: "I didn't know it when I was installing it. I only found out after a long time."

She suddenly became interested: "I want to weigh it."

Wen Yangzhi picked her up, and she ran over like Donald Duck, took off her slippers and stood in the closet where he had deliberately left his clothes unhanged.

The display screen did not change.

"Wen Yangzhi, how do we do this?"

He walked over, put his hand on the side of the wardrobe, and pressed one hand against the wall of the wardrobe, trapping her inside and looking at the display screen in front of her.

The ambiguous atmosphere was so strong that her legs felt a little weak. She felt like she couldn't handle it after just being kissed.

She suddenly said, "Hong Kong student."

He didn't look up, but just said calmly: "What did you call me?"

She repeated eagerly: "Hong Kong student."

He didn't answer, but just looked at her, staring at her for a moment with his deep and heavy eyes, then continued to adjust the scale, his face slightly tense and silent.

She tentatively pulled at the corner of his clothes: "Don't you like me calling you that?"

His voice was cold: "I like it."

But from the tone, I can't tell that he likes it.

She didn't understand: "Why do you react like this?"

His voice was low: "I'll do the same in bed tonight."

Yun Yuwan couldn't hold it in any longer. The smiling muscles on her face unconsciously lifted up, and she said angrily:
"Why are you like this?"

He adjusted the parameters on the scale: “Is this bad?
She suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Yes, I like it very much."

She bit his earlobe, softly yet with a slightly sharp pressure.

He suddenly realized that when she came to him at sixteen and wanted to whisper something to him, she actually wanted to bite his ear.

When she came closer, she was very close to his ear. If she was a little closer, she could kiss his ear.

At that time she looked even younger and younger than she does now, and was so innocent that it was hard to imagine what desires were in her mind, but he suddenly realized now that she was a runny custard bun.

At sixteen, she wanted to bite her brother's ear.

Wen Yangzhi showed nothing and tore off the film on the LCD screen of the scale.

For some reason, there was a hint of smile in his eyes.

Kind of funny.