He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 274: 267: Miss Wen Finally Confesses, Xie Shang Loses Control (Second Update) Chapter 274: 267: Miss Wen Finally Confesses, Xie Shang Loses Control (Second Update) Wen Changling held two sweet potatoes in her hands, which were still a bit hot; she didn’t mind the dirt and used her sleeve to hold them, “Xie Shang, want a sweet potato?”

“No, thanks.”

Xie Shang didn’t have the habit of eating again after a meal.

Wen Changling could eat at any time, with no schedule at all. Her hand was slightly burned by the hot potato skin, so she pinched her cool ear with her hot fingers to cool it down.

“Give it to me, I’ll peel it for you.”

Wen Changling handed the sweet potato to Xie Shang and moved a long stool over, sitting together at the kitchen doorstep, next to an old charcoal brazier framed with wood and iron.

Wen Changling rested her feet on the edge of the brazier, warming herself while waiting to eat, “Did you retract the online news?”

“Mhm.”

Xie Shang’s skin was pale, and his fingers quickly got dirty from the wood ash on the sweet potato skin.

“Did it cost money?”

“It did.”

Wen Changling wanted to ask how much it cost.

Xie Shang brought the peeled sweet potato closer to her mouth, “Blow on it before eating.”

“Oh.”

Wen Changling puffed her cheeks and blew on the sweet potato to cool it. She ate three in total (the small ones) and forgot all about the money.

Tonight, Wen Changling had planned to sleep on her own, but she felt she needed to explain, as the online rumors were too unpleasant; she went over to Xie Shang’s place again. The door wasn’t locked; Xie Shang was showering. While waiting for him, she noticed an unusually shaped perfume bottle in the cabinet; under the light, it looked like a polished, irregular, multifaceted piece of obsidian.

After his shower, Xie Shang came out dressed in pajamas, his hair half-dry.

Wen Changling stood by the cabinet, “Can I take a look at that perfume bottle?”

Xie Shang went to get it.

“Is this obsidian?”

“The outside of the bottle is, but the part that touches the liquid is lead crystal glass.”

Wen Changling was a science student – she didn’t understand art design but thought the black bottle had a heavy feel and perfectly matched her aesthetic taste.

No wonder so many people spent money collecting Noon Ferry’s perfume bottles.

“What’s the name of this perfume? I didn’t see it on Noon Ferry’s official website.”

“It’s unnamed,” Xie Shang said, “I made it for myself; it isn’t a Noon Ferry product.” The cap was a bit uncomfortable to remove. He opened the lid and handed the bottle to Wen Changling to play with, “Wait here for me.”

He took a piece of clothing and went out.

Wen Changling sprayed a bit of the perfume on her wrist and waited a few seconds before smelling it. It was rather unisex, light, and unique – the top note sharp, with a slightly bitter base note.

the bottom

brought over

for seven days, to be taken twice

despite its faint smell, it completely covered the scent of the herbal medicine, dominating

Shang a wizard in the

gulp, just like in the morning, Xie Shang had prepared a pastry that reduced bitterness. The pastry, different from the morning’s, was sweet but not greasy

in the parking lot. The reporters wrote nonsense; I have nothing to

hummed in

don’t you ask?” It was trending,

you thought it

Wen Changling nodded.

didn’t want to say, even if I

incredibly tolerant of her and knew her

Changling broke off half of a bean paste-filled pastry and fed it to Xie Shang, with a very docile expression, asking a very “preposterous” hypothetical, “If

Xie Shang said, “Kill that

“And me?”

was dangerous and dark, even a bit dirty, showing no respect for her, “Changling, don’t make such

to realize his own moral threshold was lower than he thought. He couldn’t let someone else have Wen Changling, nor could he bear it, so it wasn’t

restrained explosive power in Xie Shang’s eyes, so she changed the subject, “Are the three letters at the bottom of the

I made it while

‘Wen Changling’ would be the

bitter note in the air; Wen Changling wrapped her hand around Xie Shang’s waist – on such a

rare pang of conscience

prepared for Xie Shang was

he had become insatiably greedy lately, and he bent down, pleading with Wen Changling, “From now on, will you try to

they got back together, he told himself it was okay not to be loved as long as he loved Miss Wen well. Just a few days had passed, and

could

you think I don’t

“If I didn’t love you, why would I be with

questions tonight were all hard to

Xie Shang was silent.

indeed a time when she was playing with

corrected, “I don’t have confidence

speak sweet nothings, didn’t express love openly, had an independent personality, wasn’t clingy, and

ladies at the ski resort, and he

the steel-made Miss Wen

“I see.”

place, she knew her way around, and she took out a piece

light incense

lit the Chinese honeycomb, then hugged Xie Shang and waited. She waited until emotions overwhelmed her, until the love-laden

meticulously, capturing his lips, going deeper, almost wishing she could swallow him. The sound of their kissing was

misty

she started kissing

Shang had a strong

daily thoughts

Shang had also smelled the incense, and the corners of his eyes began to redden, “Chinese honeycomb can cause people to see illusions, to see whatever they want to see.” He breathed into her ear, “Changling,

mole on his collarbone hard,