Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 103 of 214
"Ha, perfect. I sleep naked too," Yang Ce said shamelessly. "Since you say my trousers are dirty, I'll just take them off."
Sun Jie glared at Yang Ce murderously, then said, "Don't you dare."
"What do you mean, don't I dare?" Yang Ce said, making as if to unfasten his trousers.
"My parents are right downstairs. Could you at least act decent?" Sun Jie said, half in exasperation. She had never once managed to intimidate Yang Ce.
"I'm perfectly decent. Didn't your dad say it himself? That you and I could, you know, do that," Yang Ce said.
"Fine, then. If you're not afraid, go ahead and take them off," Sun Jie said, smiling sweetly.
"What would I be afraid of?" Yang Ce looked at that fox-like smile of hers and suddenly felt a chill run through him.
"I'll count to three and cut off your little johnny," Sun Jie said craftily.
"Huh?" Yang Ce was dumbstruck. Ferocious—worthy of Sun Lin's daughter, to say such a thing out loud. But then he recalled that back when he had first met Sun Jie, she had said even bolder things, so it was hardly strange. But wait—why did that line sound so familiar? It seemed to be... "Sun Jie, were you peeking just now?" Something clicked, and Yang Ce looked up, fixing her with a half-smile.
"So what if I was?" Sun Jie's expression suddenly turned serious. "Yang Ce, you've got some nerve, all right—daring to beat up even the young master of the Ouyang family."
"All for your sake," Yang Ce said with a crooked grimace and a huff.
"I really don't know what to do with you," Sun Jie said helplessly, sitting down beside Yang Ce. A note of grievance crept into her voice. "Yang Ce, can't you stop being so rash? You stood up for me—I understand that. But have you thought about the consequences?"
"You're afraid the Ouyang family will come after you?" Yang Ce reached around and drew Sun Jie's shoulders against him, pulling her into his arms. "Don't worry. You've got me."
"Yang Ce." Sun Jie was torn between annoyance and laughter. She struggled once, could not break free, and gave up. But she said, "You're always so full of yourself. What would I be afraid of? Donghai is my family's turf. However powerful the Ouyang family is, a strong dragon cannot crush a local snake—you understand that, don't you? What worries me right now is you."
"Worried about me?" Yang Ce's hand crept steadily upward to the swell of Sun Jie's chest, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "Really? You care about me? Don't tell me you've fallen for me."
"Sorry. Not yet." Sun Jie shook her head. "You were right before. I like women. So where you're concerned, I merely don't dislike you."
"That's all right. My life's greatest ambition is to find a pair of lesbians for wives," Yang Ce declared shamelessly. "One day you'll have to introduce me to your other half."
Sun Jie looked at him and truly had no idea what to say.
"Think about it—how great would that be? Two lesbians, and I wouldn't even have to worry about either of you cheating, because when I'm not home, the two of you can just take care of that little problem yourselves. And any children would be mine beyond a doubt." Yang Ce had begun to daydream.
"Go to hell," Sun Jie said, her face livid with anger. She swatted away the hand Yang Ce was running where it had no business being. "Don't even think about it."
"Don't you think doing it with a real man beats doing it with a woman?" Yang Ce ignored her and pressed on.
Sun Jie simply shut her mouth, unwilling to give Yang Ce any more room to run with the topic.
"Does that even need so much thinking?" Seeing her silent, Yang Ce deliberately kept teasing. "Which feels better—you should remember it vividly."
Sun Jie was so furious her nose nearly twisted. Yet she had nothing to say in rebuttal. She was sharp enough as a rule; it was just that Yang Ce's topic was far too intimate.
For all that Sun Jie could joke with him without so much as a blush, when it came to the real thing, she was helpless.