"Don't you think you missed the point of our conversation today? You seemed to focus on the wrong thing."
Being reminded of how he was asking things that normal people would try to avoid on their first meeting made him realize that he wasn't the only one who thought so. Even so, Nana still cooperated with him and answered all of his questions.
"Ehem. What I asked is the point that I wanted to know." He replied calmly.
"Fine. Whatever you say." She shrugged and didn't say anything.
Mu Yang took a sip of his tea. It was cold now so he put it back on the table. He wanted to ask more about this girl, but he didn't know where to start.
"So, what is your plan now?" He chose the most common topic to ask a tourist. "Do you still want to sleep with me?"
"Have you eaten?" Nana sounded like avoiding the topic from the way she hastily asked another question to cover up his question.
"I haven't." Mu Yang replied.
"Great. Let's have lunch together." After saying that, she got up and called the kitchen to bring over some food to her room. "You're fine with anything, right?" She looked at him.
"Yeah." Mu Yang responded. He waited patiently as the girl was reciting some food into the phone. After she was done, she returned to her seat, only to take the cold tea off the table and change it into warm water.
"We will eat in a while. It's not good to have tea before we eat." She said while placing two glasses of warm water on the table.
"Okay. Don't avoid my question. Do you still want to sleep with me?"
Nana looked calm but she didn't immediately reply to his question. "Maybe. Do you want to sleep with me?"
This girl really liked to put him in a tight spot. But it didn't mean he would be intimidated.
"Yes." He replied seriously. He wanted to see her blushing face when she realized he was seriously considering her offer.
But, instead of blushing, she even gave out a teasing smirk. "A Yang Yichen, when did you start thinking about having a one night stand with me? Or was it from the start, the moment you came here to find me? We haven't talked about the reason you came, have we?"
"How do you say 'A Yang' in your country's dialect?" Yang Yang frowned when she called him with the nickname she gave him.
Nana blinked her eyes then her sweet voice came out from her mouth, coupled with a sweet smile and different tones. "Ayang. Ayang. Yaaang~..." (1)
Every time she called him, there were flowers in his heart blooming so beautifully. The urge to hug her was so huge that he didn't even realize he had stood up and approached her. By the time he snapped back to his senses, the said girl was already in his embrace with her body stiffened slightly.
Relief washed over him as soon as he realized what he had done. The feeling of her body against his was so right that he didn't even think about the consequences after that. He had hugged many females before, but it was the first time he felt that it was perfect. He could even squeeze her a little bit and feel the tightness in his arms. There was nothing as perfect as she was in his arms.
"Ehem." A light cough pulled him back from his fantasy. "Mr. Yang…"
Mu Yang frowned hearing her calling him so distant. "Call me A Yang, just like how you said before." He said softly, his hand lightly patted her back.
He had no idea that his raspy but soft voice had made her heart beating so fast. Her limp arms started to push him lightly, afraid of offending him. Nana was seriously asking herself about the decision she took.
"A Yang? Or Ayang?" She asked in an equally soft voice.
"Ayang with your dialect." Mu Yang said firmly. He wanted to hear those words again from her mouth. Those coquettish words were entirely different from how Chinese did. It was new and he really liked it.
Nana giggled. "If you act like this, say things like that, then I will assume that you like me. I can even misunderstand that we are lovers."
"Think all you like. It doesn't matter. Didn't you come to meet me? Then, you can think of it as a little fan service from me to you." Mu Yang said stubbornly while tightening up his hold on her. He was surprised at his boldness inwardly.
"Right. Fan service. Then, I need to use it wisely." Her originally pushing hands turned into pulling as she returned his hug. "But, this position… it's a little bit uncomfortable." She complained a bit.
Mu Yang hesitantly pushed himself away from her, breaking from their skin ship. Indeed, their position was a bit awkward. He looked around the room. This was a suite room, so there were sofas near them. Without waiting for her response, he took her hand and pulled her along with him. He sat on the love couch and pulled her to sit on his lap.
What a bold move! But, he only wanted to get as close as possible to her. Mu Yang ignored her yelp and put his arms around her again.
"Mu Yang, what are you doing?" Nana struggled to get off his lap, but his hold on her was so firm that she didn't have any chance to shake him off.
Mu Yang chuckled. "Call me Ayang. And don't move too much, you'll be in trouble if you do." He warned her and it worked!
Nana stopped moving as soon as the words hit her. Her face blushed slightly and her body stiffened a bit. Of course she knew what he meant. It was a pity that she couldn't see the evil smirk on his face since she was busy thinking how to get out of this predicament.
Then reality hit her. She was sitting on her idol's lap, being hugged like a big teddy bear doll. Not to mention Mu Yang's constant rubbing on her shoulder. She felt like a doll being used by him.
On the other side, Mu Yang felt strangely content. Her body heat was warming him up slowly. It felt comfortable. Her body weight made him realize that there was someone pressing on him and it was also strangely comfortable. Everything about her was comfortable for him.
"Ayang, can you put me down?" She asked softly.
"No." Mu Yang shook his head while smiling.
The corner of Nana's eyes caught him smiling. She looked sideways at him. His side profile was really good. She thought it was all camera tricks. But when she saw it with her own eyes, her heart almost leapt through her chest. How come he looked so good? It was frustrating that a man could be as cute as him but at the same time he was so manly.