Teaching?
I tilted my head to look at him. "Okay, I want to learn. Brother will teach me..."
Lu Yanchen stared at my face, a hint of delight in his pupils.
"What did you call me?"
"Brother Ayan."
He hugged my body, his voice excited and hoarse. This name was familiar to him.
It's just that I'd long forgotten it.
That year, when I saw my sister fall into the water, I was so anxious that I jumped in to grab her hand.
It was a lively day, and my sister and I were petite, so we managed to escape the bodyguards.
When my sister fell into the water, I initially grabbed her hand, but the force of the water was too strong, and we were too small, so Su Ning'an's fingers were quickly washed away by the current.
My head hit a rock and I fainted. When I woke up, I heard that the young master of the Lu family had saved me.
I didn't know about the illegitimate child, so I thought it was Lu Shiyan. When I thanked Lu Shiyan, he didn't tell me the truth. From that day on, our two families began to interact.
I was at a playful age, and Mr. Lu had always liked me, so he let me visit him often.
One day, I heard the melodious sound of a piano from the attic, so I climbed the stairs up there.
I saw a handsome young man with fair skin and long, slender fingers, like a prince from a comic book.
"Who are you?"
The piano stopped, and the young man looked at me, his eyes naturally cold. He said calmly, "Lu Yanchen."
"Are you also from the Lu family?"
"I guess so." Although he was cold, he answered every question.
Unsure of his identity, I begged him to teach me piano.
"Brother Ayan, your fingers are so beautiful. You play so well. Do you want to be a pianist someday?"
"What did you call me?"
"Brother Ayan, you're older than me. What else can I call you if not brother?"
That afternoon, he taught me for a long time. Before I left, I was planning to visit him again, but Lu Shiyan spotted me.
He told me that Lu Yanchen was his uncle, that he had a strange personality, and that I should stay away from him!
But I found it strange. Although Lu Yanchen was a little cold, he was actually quite nice.
When Lu Shiyan saw that I didn't listen, he immediately got angry and told me to make it clear that I could only play with him from now on.
I was too young at the time, thinking he had saved my life, so I obediently followed his advice.
I gradually drifted apart from Lu Yanchen.
I had long since cast the name "Brother Yan" into some unknown corner, completely forgotten.
Only Lu Yanchen remembered the little girl who had once obediently called him brother.
His warm breath burned against my ear, and he coaxed me, "Baby, call me again."
I mumbled, "Brother Yan... um..."
This time, the kiss wasn't tentative or gentle. It was as if he was trying to vent some long-buried emotion. With devastating force, it seemed as if it was about to devour me.
Especially the two arms restraining my waist, they were so tight that it hurt.
"Brother, Brother Yan, it hurts..."
I frowned unconsciously.
"I'm sorry, I hurt Wanwan."
Lu Yanchen released me. "Then let brother blow on me, okay?"
"Okay, brother blow on me."
But the expected cool breeze didn't arrive. His lips gently touched my brow, the tip of my nose, my red lips, my neck, my collarbone, and then moved down a little.
The straps were already halfway down, and I felt a chill on my chest.
I instinctively wanted to block it with my hands.
"Baby, brother isn't done blowing yet." His voice was warm and gentle, coaxing me to open it myself.
I don't know if it was the room's heating, or if the alcohol made my body even hotter.
Lu Yanchen's lips pressed against my skin inch by inch. I felt helpless, and could only tilt my head back and gently call him, "Brother... Brother Yan..."
His lips touched a place no one had ever touched before, a feeling both novel and terrifying.
"Baby, be good, open it."
...
The next day, the sunlight streamed in, a bit blinding, and I covered my eyes with my hands.
I felt dizzy, the nausea of a hangover was unbearable.
It was the same as dieting. I knew I had to avoid certain foods, but I couldn't resist eating at a barbecue stall while running late at night.
Then I spent even more time dieting the next day, and I'd dare to do it again the next time!
"Baby, are you awake?" a man whispered softly.
Such a familiar address startled me. I met Lu Yanchen's eyes, and a sense of unease crept in.
"Yanchen, what happened last night?"
"You can't drink outside with your memory problems."
"Yeah."
"But I'm here, you can drink, any amount is fine." His gaze made me uneasy. I couldn't recall what we did, but I soon realized one thing: I was completely naked, pressed against him.
My body ached, and I looked at him. "Did we already..."
He lifted my chin, his dark eyes as deep as ink. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Baby, do you wish we had sex?"