So You're Such A Doctor Song - Chapter 333

Chapter 333: She Was Just Like A Nestling Held Tightly By Him In His Embrace

Jiang Duoyao blushed from being hugged by him like this. “I don’t want to talk to you anymore. I’m going back.”

“You’re leaving just that?” Not only did Yan Molun not let go, but he also hugged her even tighter instead.

“Otherwise? What else do you want?” Jiang Duoyao couldn’t help but blush as she grazed his chest as she looked up. The man’s eyes looked a little sly. Her heart suddenly started thumping quickly and a thought suddenly surfaced in her mind. Could it be that he’s going to kiss me…

Just as this thought flashed past, he bent down and inched towards her lips.

She got such a fright that she shut her eyes tightly and shook all over. After waiting for a while, the kiss didn’t come but she could smell the scent of tobacco and his slightly deep breathing.

Her little hands which were clutching onto his clothes were shaking from nervousness. Yan Molun watched her tightly closed lips trembling. She looked as though she was about to die for justice.

His face sank slightly and he said softly, “Is being kissed by me that scary?”

She was stunned. She opened her eyes and saw him squinting as he looked at her. Her lips trembled again.

Is it scary?

I don’t know.

Maybe, but I’m mostly at a loss.

She was afraid she would sink deeply into his kiss again like before.

She suddenly recalled what Xiling said last night. Women shouldn’t be too stubborn. Acting like a porcupine would scare men away.

However… right now…

Just as she was in a daze, Yan Molun kissed her passionately.

She took a few steps back until her back was pressed against the wall behind the school. It was the first time the two of them had kissed standing like this. She could feel the force that came from his build.

She was just like a nestling held tightly by him in his embrace. He bent down very low to kiss her deeply.

If the kiss on horseback was passionate, this time, it was reserved and clingy.

Duoyao could only feel as though a lump of cotton was pressed on her from above. She felt limp and wanted to escape but she felt as though all her energy was being sucked by a vixen.

Who said only women could suck men’s energy? It seemed as though men could do it too.

The books she was holding dropped and scattered onto the ground.

Immediately after that, the school bell rang.

She got a fright and her body shook. When she regained her senses, she evaded his warm lips while blushing.

Yan Molun kissed her cheek gently. He propped her thigh up with one hand and she suddenly felt herself being lifted up. He used both hands to prop her butt up and looked straight into her eyes that were filled with shock and shyness. He laughed softly. “This way, it won’t be so tough when we kiss.”

After saying that, he kissed her again. Jiang Duoyao widened her eyes in disbelief. So am I being held up by a man then kissing again in this position?

And is my butt sitting in his arms?

She was stunned but she wasn’t in a daze for too long because the two of them were in a very convenient position for Yan Molun to kiss her without care.

“Don’t… don’t do this.” Duoyao tried hard to avoid his lips. She was really scared.

This position made one so shy. What if someone passed by and saw them? She wouldn’t be able to face anyone for the rest of her life.

Besides, she had never been kissed by a man while being carried like this. It was so strange and bold.

“If you’re jealous that I got water for Sang Hua’s family, I promise I won’t do it again. I’ll only fetch water for you.” Yan Molun continued to kiss her. He mumbled softly, “Don’t be angry anymore.”

His “don’t be angry anymore” was extremely enchanting, capturing her like a soft, dense net.

She held her breath and felt as though she was in quicksand. The more she struggled, the deeper she sank in.

Yan Molun closed his eyes once again and kissed her deeply.

She really didn’t know how long this kiss went on for. There were several times Duoyao felt that she couldn’t breathe but this man kept clinging onto her, spreading the numbness on the tip of her tongue throughout her body.

…

It was around 11 am. When Xiling was cooking outside, the door was suddenly pushed open. Jiang Duoyao closed it behind her quickly and leaned against it, panting as though she was chased by a ferocious tiger.

Although it was daytime, the sky was gloomy and the sun was hidden behind the clouds. The lights in the house weren’t bright either, so Xiling couldn’t really see Jiang Duoyao’s expression. She only asked, “Where did you go? Didn’t the second class end a long time ago?”

“I went… went to walk around.” Duoyao still looked like she was in shock.

“You should walk around. It’s pretty boring to be cooped up inside all day too.” Xiling looked at her. “But you look a little strange. Were you chased by some animal?”

“I…”

“Knock knock.” The knocking came from outside and Jiang Duoyao shuddered.

Xiling looked at her suspiciously. Suddenly, she smiled knowingly. Xiling walked over, pulled her away and opened the door. Yan Molun was standing calmly outside with a few textbooks in his hands. “She dropped her books.”

“Thank you.” Xiling accepted them.

“You’re cooking?” Yan Molun took a step inside. “Let me help.”

“No need,” Jiang Duoyao said nervously. “The two of us can manage.”

“I see.” Yan Molun didn’t pause in his steps. “Then I’ll just wait for lunch to be ready.”

After saying that, he pulled out a chair to take a seat and looked at her with a slight smile.

Duoyao felt as though his gaze was setting her on fire. She clenched her teeth and thought to herself that she should’ve just let him cook.

Yan Molun poured himself a cup of tea leisurely and could hear Xiling talking as they were cooking: “Duoyao, I told you to wash the pot. Why did you pour oil inside?”

“… You just added salt; why are you adding salt again?”

“The vegetables aren’t even cooked yet but you’re going to plate it?”

“What’s wrong with you? You’re out of sorts.”

…

Duoyao felt embarrassed and her body shrank, revealing a sorry look.

Yan Molun was sitting aside leisurely, admiring his little lass looking shy.

When Yan Molun left after lunch, Xiling knocked on the table. “Talk—what did you do with him? Did you kiss? Your eyes were darting around and you didn’t even dare to look at him during lunch.”

Duoyao pressed her lips together awkwardly. Even though she had eaten, there still seemed to be the taste of Yan Molun in her mouth.

Actually, it wasn’t that they hadn’t kissed before, but the kiss just now lasted for too long. Besides, he propped her butt up with his hands during the kiss and she hadn’t regained her senses even now.

“You’re so useless. How could you get so scared from just a kiss?” Xiling glanced at her and patted her shoulder. “Take care. I’ll go take an afternoon nap.”

Jiang Duoyao had mixed feelings. She always took an afternoon nap, but today, she didn’t sleep well. When she was on her way to class in the afternoon, she ran into Yan Molun who was waiting for her in the field.

She lowered her head and wanted to walk around him, but he still blocked her path with a few steps. He said with a smile, “I just wanted to ask you if I could still fetch water for Uncle Bajo’s family. I won’t go if you don’t agree.”

Duoyao’s heart thumped rapidly. She turned her face around and mumbled softly, “Why are you asking me? What does that have to do with me?”

“We kissed for such a long time in the morning. Do you still think there’s nothing between us?” Yan Molun bent down and said slowly, “Does that mean I can kiss you but you don’t have any status and I don’t need to be responsible for you?”

“Who says you don’t have to be responsible for me?” Duoyao lifted her head and stared at him. “You already kissed me.”

After she blurted that out, she realized what she said and snorted heavily to conceal her embarrassment.

“That’s why… I’m asking you.” Yan Molun lowered his voice and said, “Can I go or not?”

Jiang Duoyao clenched her teeth and it seemed as though she would appear stupid to let herself be taken advantage of for nothing if she kept saying it was none of her business. She thought for a while and said, “You’d better go. Uncle Bajo got injured because of you, after all, but… you’re not allowed to interact with Sang Hua.”

“… Alright.” Yan Molun watched her and a smile arose on the corners of his lips.

Duoyao blushed after seeing his smile and she pushed him away, running towards the classroom with a very hot face.

Yan Molun stood at the back watching her with a smile.

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There were only two classes in the afternoon, lasting 80 minutes in total. However, Duoyao found it hard to make it through the classes, not because she didn’t want to teach but mainly because she ended up drifting off from time to time. The reason for that was because she still wasn’t certain if she had a boyfriend now or not.

Yan Molun didn’t say they were going out, but she should be able to exercise her rights as his girlfriend, right?

But if she was his girlfriend, would they be doing those kinds of things in the future?

The moment she thought about that, Duoyao’s legs turned soft. Would she be able to handle it? Would she die courageously?

“Teacher, teacher, how do you draw this?” Gramu shouted at her a few times and seeing that she ignored him, he went up to pull her.

The entire class watched her curiously. Gramu said innocently, “Teacher, you’re spacing out in class.”

“Er… I’m not.” Duoyao denied it shamelessly. However, her heart was boiling inside. Oh my god, what am I thinking in class? How dirty.

After class, she didn’t see Yan Molun and Xiling was also nowhere to be found.

She loitered around the village out of boredom and when she returned to campus, she saw Yan Molun’s tall silhouette standing by the door. When he saw her return, he walked towards her.

Jiang Duoyao’s face blushed increasingly with every step he took.

“I have something for you. Come with me.” Yan Molun held her hand very naturally and led her away.

Duoyao blushed as she looked at the hand he was holding. When she regained her senses, she realized he had already taken her to his doorstep.