The Cold Side Character from a Male-Lead Novel is Pregnant - Chapter 32

The milk did not come out.

This was an objective fact. However, when uttered in Chen Kan’s deep, low voice, it sounded like a form of suggestive talk. Following Chen Kan’s words, Yan Yu’s entire person underwent a change. His rigid body grew tense, becoming so tight it felt almost abrasive.

Instinctively, he reached for Chen Kan’s hand to hold. The moment their fingers intertwined, his clear consciousness and awareness brought a sense of shame. Yan Yu’s quiet, cold eyes lowered with a touch of divine mercy as he retreated slightly, showing a bit of resistance. He was not as comfortable following his instincts as he had been in the mental demon world.

Chen Kan noticed this. For some reason, rather than kissing the place he had become most familiar with over the last few days, he now wanted to kiss Yan Yu’s forehead and cheeks. Thinking this, he did exactly that. While letting Yan Yu hold one of his hands, Chen Kan placed his other arm beneath Yan Yu’s lean waist. With a forceful lift, he easily hoisted Yan Yu onto the bathroom countertop. He then pressed his body dominantly between Yan Yu’s legs, using small, tentative kisses to try to make Yan Yu relax.

The kisses only made Yan Yu look more beautiful. He lowered his eyes gently, his long, thick lashes sweeping coldly. His expression was originally peaceful, but the kissing had brought out a vibrant, alluring beauty. Chen Kan watched him quietly, his heart pounding like a drum, and kissed Yan Yu’s forehead.

He cared about Yan Yu too much. So much so that when he could not have him, hate would grow. He cared so much that even the most ordinary actions felt distorted when they were together, as he worried about whether he was performing well enough. After they broke up, he had performed many post-mortems on their relationship. He wondered why Yan Yu had been dissatisfied with him. He wondered if the original problem lay in the fact that when their relationship was first established, they had gone to bed together too early.

Yan Yu was like him, a person who did not know how to express love; in fact, Yan Yu was even worse. Thus, the two had hit it off immediately. Within the first hour of confirming their relationship, they discovered they both happened to have their identification cards and naturally checked into a hotel room. The two of them were extremely compatible in bed. As young men in their early twenties who had been celibate their whole lives, once they started, things became uncontrollable.

Looking back on the time when he first started dating Yan Yu, Chen Kan realized that their progress had been far too fast. At the time, he was young and inexperienced. It was only after the breakup that he heard relationship bloggers say that relationships involving sex too early often do not last. He also heard a master say, “Having less of a marital life now is so that you can have more later.” He heard a friend say, “Only in short term or casual relationships do the dates always take place in bed.”

It was true. If this was the person he wanted to spend his life with, what was the rush? However, Chen Kan, hearing these words only after the breakup, felt like a man who decided he did not want to be a eunuch only after being castrated. It was all too late.

Now was different. This was a new starting point.

Chen Kan pushed his knees between Yan Yu’s legs to make him sit wider. But when he kissed Yan Yu’s neck, leaving wet marks on the side, and slid his hand down Yan Yu’s abdomen to gently massage the skin, Yan Yu still tensed up completely. Chen Kan then tried to kiss Yan Yu’s lips. Attempting to keep the kiss free of obsession, he spoke with a serious expression while kissing him.

“I am not with you just for sex,” Chen Kan said. This was something he had thought about for a long time before deciding to say it. “So, if we are to reconcile, I hope we can go slower this time and follow the steps of a proper romance.”

Yan Yu finally raised his head, looking at him with deep eyes full of obvious confusion. “So you think I am with you just for sex?”

“Probably not. I did not say that.” Chen Kan kept a cold, expressionless face, but his tone was stiff as he tried to be conciliatory. “But this time, we can aim for a longer relationship.”

Yan Yu’s brow furrowed slightly. Finally, a rare hint of a smile appeared in his eyes. With a mind to tease Chen Kan, he followed his lead and asked, “Oh, so you mean I am aiming for a short term relationship with you?”

Chen Kan was speechless. Yan Yu habitually grabbed his collar, like pulling the leash of a pet, and pulled Chen Kan’s handsome, slightly awkward, and shy face forward. He teased him without changing his expression.

He said, “Chen Kan, speak.”

Half of Chen Kan’s expressionless face instantly turned red. He then glared at Yan Yu fiercely, his tone half threatening and half anxious. “Who knows what you think?”

Yan Yu lightly stroked his chin, looking down at him. “That is the wrong answer. Say it again.”

Chen Kan seemed completely provoked now. He furrowed his sword like brows, caught Yan Yu’s mouth, and kissed him. After kissing for a while, he was still frustrated. He took a breath to complain with deep emotion, “How can you be so annoying?”

Being called annoying only made Yan Yu feel more relaxed, and he became even more willing to lead this game. He ran his long fingers through Chen Kan’s thick hair, stroking it gently. He then pulled the man’s head forward again, tilted his own head back, and took the initiative to offer a kiss.

When Yan Yu’s kiss landed, it carried a tenderness that felt like a judgment. He did not pounce; instead, he acted as if completing a long decided ritual. His fingers remained in Chen Kan’s thick hair, his fingertips pressing against the roots. Yan Yu did not close his eyes. Those eyes, which usually held coldness and mercy, now looked at the close up Chen Kan. His gaze was deep, like the bottom of a silent lake.

His lips were slightly cool. When they touched, they first pressed gently against the line of Chen Kan’s lips, which were tight with anger. He did not rush to deepen the kiss but simply stayed there, as if using his skin to memorize the other’s contours and temperature. There was an absolute sense of control in this initial stillness. Eventually, Chen Kan felt him tilt his head to find a more fitting angle. His lower lip brushed against Chen Kan’s upper lip as he kissed him slowly and clearly.

It was not a provocation, but rather a calm exploration and confirmation. Yan Yu kissed with great method, one kiss after another, like asking a question and providing the answer at the same time. Yan Yu’s breath was crisp and clean, entirely different from the humid and ambiguous air currently surrounding them. Thus, there was almost no greedy taking in this kiss, only precise giving, so gentle it felt like the earth that could carry everything.

The cold white light from the bathroom ceiling hit Yan Yu’s lowered eyelashes and his straight nose, casting small shadows in his eye sockets and under his jaw. He seemed enveloped in a quiet halo. Even while doing something so intimate, his expression still held a distant, inviolable beauty.

Chen Kan could finally take no more. Just as Yan Yu’s lips were about to pull away, Chen Kan suddenly took control. He held the back of Yan Yu’s head firmly with one hand and gripped that lean waist like an iron vice with the other, refusing to let him retreat even an inch. The gentle kiss led by Yan Yu was almost instantly swallowed up. It was replaced by a fierce, deep kiss filled with the scent of blood and possessiveness.

Chen Kan did not have Yan Yu’s refined kissing technique. His way of kissing was always simple and direct. Either he kissed Yan Yu until he was dizzy, or he kissed him until he was wet. Chen Kan forced his way past Yan Yu’s teeth, entering deeply. He kissed heavily, with a force that felt like he wanted to consume the other person, stirring Yan Yu’s crisp breath as if he had to dye it all with his own scent. It was like a puppy marking its territory.

Yan Yu had seemingly not expected such a sudden and intense reaction. A flash of surprise finally crossed his usually calm eyes, but it was soon drowned out by a deep, overflowing moisture. When Yan Yu tried to maintain control, his fingers tightened, pulling at Chen Kan’s hair. He did not expect this slight sting to only fuel Chen Kan’s fire. Chen Kan’s eyes were terrifyingly dark, filled with the aggression Yan Yu knew well.

Yan Yu was startled, remembering the past. It seemed that Chen Kan only showed this desperate expression when he wanted to continue having sex and stubbornly wanted to do it all night. Yan Yu used his arms to push off the countertop and jumped down. With a sense of wanting to retreat, he spoke to Chen Kan calmly.

“Fine, we will take it slow this time. You go wash first. Mmph!”

The next second, Yan Yu’s feet left the ground, and he instinctively hugged Chen Kan’s neck. In this position, Chen Kan held his backside like a child, cradling him steadily in his arms as he strode out of the bathroom. His steps were both hurried and steady as he headed purposefully toward the bedroom.

Yan Yu was held so tightly he could hardly breathe. His cool face was stained with a rare blush and a bit of distress. He struggled slightly. “Chen Kan, put me down! What are you doing? That Two Guang person is still in the bedroom.”

For a moment, Yan Yu could not tell which was more embarrassing: naming the long-haired kitten King of Two Guangs or being carried like this by Chen Kan.

He heard Chen Kan say, “We are not doing it tonight.”

Yan Yu asked, “Then what are you doing?”

Chen Kan said, “I am going to help you clear your milk ducts first.”

Seeing Chen Kan turn a corner and choose a bedroom that had not been occupied by King of Two Guangs, Yan Yu felt relieved. However, when Chen Kan reached the bedside, he did not put him down directly. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed while still holding him, placing Yan Yu on his lap, facing him with legs astride.

Yan Yu’s expression was clearly one of embarrassment. This pose made them touch incredibly closely, leaving all changes with nowhere to hide. However, it was also undeniably convenient. Chen Kan looked up at Yan Yu, who was sitting on him. In the dim light, his eyes were startlingly bright, like a beast that had locked onto its prey. His hand moved slowly up Yan Yu’s spine, carrying a scorching heat, finally stopping at the back of the neck to gently massage that sensitive skin.

This time, Chen Kan really did not rush to kiss him. He massaged Yan Yu for a while before asking with a stern face, “When do you plan to tell me about you and that person?”

Yan Yu’s face now resembled that of a cold, sulky kitten. He wanted to get off Chen Kan’s lap, appearing difficult to soothe. However, Chen Kan’s hand held his lower back firmly, which annoyed Yan Yu.

“What? Do you want me to tell you in bed again?”

“Yan Yu,” Chen Kan called his name, “we are just sitting on the bed right now.”

In reality, Yan Yu’s eyelashes were trembling violently, and his eyes were overflowing with moisture. His usual coldness, calm, and control seemed to be shattered, leaving only the most instinctive reactions and true confusion. Fixed by Chen Kan in this high but completely controlled position, he felt stuck between advancing and retreating.

Yan Yu could only say, “Oh, then there is nothing I can do. I simply do not like talking while sitting on the bed.”

Chen Kan’s eyes darkened, and he stopped talking. He lowered his head, his forehead resting against Yan Yu’s slightly heaving chest. Then, Chen Kan’s lips pressed against him through the shirt. It was not a kiss, but rather a tentative touch with a humid heat. He opened his mouth, his teeth gently catching a small part of him, and used his warm tongue to slowly suck and grind. The fabric was quickly soaked, turning into a darker stain that clung tightly to the skin, outlining a clear shape.

“Chen Kan.”

Yan Yu’s voice carried a slight tremble he did not notice. He tried to lean back but was locked firmly by the arm on his waist. He could only passively endure. When Chen Kan’s kiss became deeper and more forceful, no longer simple sucking but using the tip of his tongue to circle that sensitive spot, sometimes pecking and sometimes using his teeth to grind, it felt like a torturous tenderness. Combined with the sound of the wetness, it was exceptionally clear in the silent room.

Physiological tears welled up uncontrollably in Yan Yu’s eyes, soaking his cold eyes until they were blurry and out of focus. It was as if all his hard shells had been peeled away, revealing the softest and most vulnerable interior. Chen Kan watched him while he worked. His gaze was deep, reflecting Yan Yu’s flushed and dazed face. It was filled with intense desire, yet strangely mixed with a nearly pious focus.

Chen Kan thought with a hint of revenge that he would one day talk to Yan Yu about Fu Guanqi in bed. At that time, he would be arrogant, like the pet cat allowed to sleep on the bed. He would have sex with Yan Yu while nursing. Then he would mention Fu Guanqi’s name. At that time, he would definitely make Yan Yu tell him everything.

Chen Kan thought this day would come much later, but he did not expect it to arrive so soon. Looking back on this time many years later, Chen Kan still felt that the happiness was somewhat dreamlike.

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