novelraw Chapter 49 Are you looking down on me because I have no experience?
Chapter 49 Are you looking down on me because I have no experience?
Looking at Bei Weiwei like this, Chen Bo felt an indescribable tenderness in his heart.
He reached out and gently rubbed the spot where she had bumped her head: "You're so clumsy."
The movements were very gentle, and the tone of voice was much softer.
Bei Weiwei stared at him blankly, feeling the warmth and strength of his fingertips, her heart pounding.
Chen Bo rubbed it for a while, then leaned closer and gently blew on the red mark.
"Blow on it and it won't hurt anymore," he said casually, completely unaware of how much his action resembled coaxing a child.
Bei Weiwei froze completely.
She looked at Chen Bo's face, so close to hers, at the way he was intently blowing on her, at his eyelashes...
Happiness came so suddenly that she felt like she was about to faint.
"Chen Bo..." she murmured his name, her voice so soft it seemed to melt water.
"Hmm?" Chen Bo stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
Bei Weiwei didn't say anything, but suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.
This kiss was much more proactive and passionate than the goodnight kiss from before.
It was as if she wanted to convey all the love, courage, and expectations she had accumulated over the past three years to him through this kiss.
Chen Bo was knocked back a step by her, paused for two seconds, then took the initiative, wrapped his arms around her waist, and deepened the kiss.
The temperature in the bedroom quietly rose.
Their breathing gradually quickened. Bei Weiwei wrapped her arms around his neck, and Chen Bo's hands slid from her waist down her back, and then further down...
and many more.
Chen Bo suddenly stopped moving.
He released Bei Weiwei, looked at her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, and took a deep breath.
"Beiweiwei." His voice was a little hoarse.
"Huh?" Bei Weiwei looked at him blankly, clearly still not recovered from the passionate kiss.
"Are you sure?" Chen Bo asked seriously. "I'm not a good person, and I can't make any promises to you. It's not too late for you to regret it now."
Bei Weiwei looked at him, her eyes shining brightly: "I don't regret it."
She paused, then her voice softened further: "Chen Bo, I like you. I've liked you for three years now, and finally I can be with you. Why would I regret it?"
Chen Bo looked at her and suddenly smiled.
Fine.
A rich and beautiful woman is offered to you; why not take her?
He lifted Bei Weiwei up in his arms and carried her to the large bed.
Bei Weiwei gasped in surprise, then buried her face in his chest, her heart pounding like a drum.
Chen Bo placed her on the bed and then covered her with himself.
After exploring the treasure, he leaned over her, watching her close her eyes nervously, her eyelashes trembling like tiny fans.
"Are you scared?" he asked.
Bei Weiwei shook her head, her eyes still closed: "I'm not afraid."
"You're lying," Chen Bo chuckled. "Your hands are shaking."
Bei Weiwei opened her eyes, her face flushed red enough to fry an egg: "I...I'm just a little nervous..."
"Never experienced anything like this before?" Chen Bo asked casually.
Bei Weiwei bit her lower lip and nodded gently.
Chen Bo was about to make a move when he heard this and paused.
He re-examined the girl beneath him.
Bei Weiwei, the eldest daughter of the Bei family, has been pampered since childhood. She is beautiful, gentle, and has suitors who could stretch from Haicheng to Paris.
A girl like this, in her twenties, still...
Original?
"You..." Chen Bo stammered, unusually, "Never been in a relationship?"
Bei Weiwei shook her head, her voice barely audible: "I had a crush on a senior in high school, and I was busy studying in college, so I fell in love with you before I even graduated."
She mustered her courage and looked at him: "Chen Bo, I know you think I'm silly, that I'm love-struck. But I'm not a casual person. I like you, that's why I... did this for you."
Looking into her clear eyes, Chen Bo's lingering romantic feelings suddenly faded considerably.
He rolled over and lay down on his side, staring at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong?" Bei Weiwei turned to the side and looked at him cautiously.
"It's nothing," Chen Bo sighed. "It's just that I suddenly feel... like I'm a bit of a jerk."
“You’re not a jerk,” Bevyvi said immediately. “Didn’t you just ask me if I was sure? If you were a real jerk, you wouldn’t have asked.”
Chen Bo turned to look at her: "Bei Weiwei, do you know that with your qualities, you could easily find a boyfriend who is your equal and devoted to you, instead of someone like me..."
"What kind of man are you?" Bei Weiwei interrupted him, "The kind who's talented, handsome, can write and sing songs, and is good to me?"
As she spoke, she laughed first: "Chen Bo, I'm not stupid. I know what I want. I like you, and I want you."
Looking at her serious expression, Chen Bo suddenly thought of Xu Yueqing.
That aloof goddess, who was with the original owner for three years, was actually the original owner as well.
Of course, that's because the original owner was too cowardly and too much of a simp, and couldn't bear to touch her.
What about Bebe Vivi?
She had countless choices, yet she chose to like him for three years and protected herself so well, all just to wait for this day.
Isn't this girl a little too naive?
"Chen Bo," Bei Weiwei asked softly when she saw his silence, "Do you... not want me anymore?"
Her voice trembled slightly, and she sounded aggrieved.
Chen Bo turned to look at her.
Bei Weiwei's eyes were slightly red, but she still forced herself not to let the tears fall. Her feigned strength was more heartbreaking than if she had just cried.
"No." Chen Bo reached out and ruffled her hair. "It's just that I feel... you deserve better."
"You are the best," Bei Weiwei said without hesitation.
Chen Bo chuckled: "Your filter is way too thick."
"It's not a filter," Bei Weiwei said seriously. "Chen Bo, do you know? I like you not because you're handsome, nor because you can write songs. It's because I've seen how good you've been to Yue Qing for the past three years. A man who can be so wholeheartedly good to his girlfriend must be kind, gentle, and responsible at heart."
Her voice softened again: "Even though you're calling me a jerk and saying you don't make promises, I know you're not that kind of person. If you were really a jerk, you wouldn't have stopped to ask me if I was sure."
Chen Bo fell silent.
This girl has a pretty good eye for people.
He's definitely not the kind of guy who's a complete jerk—at least, he can't bring himself to be cruel to people who are genuinely good to him.
"Beiwei." He sat up. "You should go back to sleep tonight."
Bei Weiwei's face paled: "Why? Do you... dislike me?"
"No," Chen Bo sighed, "It's just... I need to process this."
Looking at Bei Weiwei's bewildered eyes, he explained, "A girl like you... should be more careful. At least you should have a proper sense of ceremony, instead of rushing around like this in someone else's house right after my breakup."
As he spoke, he himself felt that his reasoning was a bit far-fetched.
But Bei Weiwei's eyes lit up: "You...you're thinking of me?"