"No, absolutely not, quickly close the door!" Chen Nan's face turned pale, his pupils trembling restlessly.
Although he had helped Chen Hanlu scrub her back and bathed her when they were children.
But those were all old stories from the past!
And now.
She had grown into a graceful, young maiden.
How could he scrub her back as he did when they were children?
Chen Hanlu smiled, "What are you afraid of?"
Chen Nan said awkwardly, "We are not children anymore, we can't be like before, it's not appropriate!"
Chen Hanlu: "A clear conscience fears no accusation. Don't tell me you have ideas about me?"
Chen Nan almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
It was clearly you who had ideas about me!
Without further thought, he quickly put on his clothes.
After all, he felt a shiver crawling up his spine with Chen Hanlu watching him.
Her gaze was too wicked.
It made him fearful.
"After you finish, come teach me calligraphy!" Chen Hanlu said expressionlessly and turned back to the bedroom.
What a disaster!
Chen Nan sighed in his heart.
But he still walked into her bedroom.
Upon entering the bedroom.
A scent of a young girl wafted towards him.
In the small room, a few pieces of women's intimate apparel were hung out to dry.
Pink.
White.
And some kawaii patterns.
Although they looked good.
Chen Nan had no mind to look at them.
Because every time they were alone, his mind would inevitably drift to what happened when he rejected Chen Hanlu back then!
Those memories could disrupt his thoughts.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Nan tried hard to calm himself, "What style of calligraphy do you want to learn?"
"Any style is fine." Chen Hanlu sat quietly at the writing desk.
Chen Nan said, "Then I'll teach you regular script first."
Chen Hanlu: "Okay."
Seeing her unmoved, Chen Nan cleared his throat, "Shouldn't you be holding the brush first?"
Chen Hanlu retorted, "Aren't you teaching me calligraphy? If so, shouldn't we start from the very beginning? I don't know calligraphy, so brother should teach me hand-in-hand!"
Chen Nan's mouth twitched, "You clearly know how to hold a brush!"
Chen Hanlu: "If you don't want to teach me calligraphy, just say so."
"Alright!"
Chen Nan finally compromised, stood behind her, took the girl's soft, flawless right hand, and held the brush.
But the girl was clearly a bit uncooperative.
"Brother, am I too stupid?" The girl turned her head slightly, a hint of self-reproach in her voice, but with a teasing smile in her eyes.
Chen Nan looked down at her.
And inadvertently saw the scenery within her camisole.
At this moment.
A line of poetry flashed in his mind.
The young lotus bud just revealed its tip, holding it just right...
"Is it nice to look at?" The girl's lips curved upwards, a smile full of intrigue on her face.
"To be honest, it's not my cup of tea!" Chen Nan said with a face full of embarrassment, retracting his gaze.
But the girl's faint fragrance kept wafting into his nostrils, making his heart tremble and unrest.
He had known from the start that teaching Chen Hanlu calligraphy would be a苦差事 (bitter task), but he never expected it to be so agonizing.
And he had figured it out.
Chen Hanlu's intention to learn calligraphy from him was a pretense.
She wanted revenge!
"It seems brother likes plump girls!" Chen Hanlu said with a smile full of intrigue, "Since brother is a renowned doctor as people say, you must have a way to make a woman's figure fuller, right?"
Chen Nan: "What do you mean?"
Chen Hanlu: "I want to become brother's cup of tea!"
Chen Nan feigned anger and flicked her forehead, "Practice your characters properly!"
"Okay!"
Chen Hanlu smiled brightly.
Chen Nan said, "To practice calligraphy well, you must first master the correct sitting posture and brush-holding posture. Secondly, it depends on talent. Even with extraordinary talent, you need diligent practice, and then there's the lineage of teachers."
Chen Hanlu turned around, "Is being a disciple of Master Chen acceptable?"
Chen Nan's mouth twitched, "Are you going to practice or not?"
Chen Hanlu: "I will!"
"Then practice well!"
Chen Nan put on a stern face, hoping to intimidate Chen Hanlu this way.
But she and Chen Xia were two extremes in personality.
Chen Xia was obedient to him and never dared to talk back.
But Chen Hanlu...
She defied him at every turn and didn't take him seriously at all.
For this, he could only choose to endure.
He imparted the secrets of practicing calligraphy to Chen Hanlu.
However...
Because he was standing behind Chen Hanlu and guiding her hand,
Whenever he looked down, he could see the young lotus bud just revealing its tip...
This made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
Even reciting the Wu Sect's heart mantra made it difficult to remain calm.
In fact, it wasn't entirely Chen Nan's fault.
His self-control used to be very good.
But ever since he and He Shanshan had become intimate,
His desire for such things had intensified significantly.
Because.
He had never understood the pleasure of it before!
Chen Hanlu blushed, and let out a faint sound, "You're poking me!"
Chen Nan flinched, "Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to."
Chen Hanlu seriously practiced calligraphy, "I seem to understand why you rejected me six years ago. Back then, you had no interest in me at all."
"And now, even though I haven't done anything, you already have impure thoughts!"
"If, six years ago, I looked like I do now and confessed to you, would you still reject me?"
"We..."
Before she could finish, Chen Hanlu interrupted him, "You've lived so many years, you must have physiological needs too, right? How do you solve these matters?"
"Is it really like what's written in books, 'do it yourself'?"
"Doesn't everyone say it's bad for your health?"
Seeing Chen Hanlu's car speed increasing, Chen Nan released her hand and said seriously, "Hanlu, I don't know what your true purpose is in asking me to teach you calligraphy, but there's one thing I must tell you: it's impossible between us. You'd better give up this idea!"
Chen Hanlu let out a sneer, "Don't you notice, you've become increasingly hypocritical! You don't dare to face your own heart."
Chen Nan snorted, "The ancients said, 'to be lustful but not excessive is to be a gentleman!'"
Chen Hanlu: "So, you admit you're a hypocrite?"
Chen Nan was speechless.
He realized.
No matter the time or place.
Whenever he argued with Chen Hanlu, he was always the one left speechless.
"You should calm down and think about our relationship!" Chen Nan turned to leave.
As soon as he walked out.
A girl's scream echoed from within the room.
Without a moment to spare,
He rushed back to the girl's bedroom.
Only to see her pale face, collapsed on the floor, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
"San, what's wrong?" Chen Nan asked with a face full of anxiety, and immediately picked her up and placed her on the bed.
"My stomach hurts."
Chen Hanlu's face was contorted with pain, and her body was curled up like a shrimp.
Seeing her in such agony, Chen Nan's heart felt as if it had been pricked by needles.
After examining her body, he said, "This is a typical case of acute enteritis, which is related to you eating iced watermelon before. Lie down quickly, expose your abdomen, and I'll give you an acupuncture treatment!"
Although he had been doing his best to avoid intimate contact with Chen Hanlu, he couldn't afford to worry about anything else now!
But!
This matter was far from as simple as he imagined!