Try Saying You Don't Like It - Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Meeting the parents was not a small matter in the eyes of Leng Ci and Yin Huaishan.

Especially since their daughter’s situation was different from others.

So, Yin Huaishan and Leng Ci didn’t sleep all night. Yin Huaishan spent unknown hours scrolling through short videos on his phone, with titles such as, What should a daughter bring when meeting her girlfriend’s elders for the first time, and What should a daughter pay attention to when meeting her girlfriend’s parents.

Leng Ci watched short videos with titles like, How a daughter should dress to please her girlfriend’s elders on her first visit, and How a daughter should behave to win the favor of her girlfriend’s elders.

The next day, Yin Huaishan went out at dawn. From those diverse short videos, Yin Huaishan had already identified his targets.

Leng Ci, on the other hand, knocked on her daughter’s door and pulled her still-sleepy daughter out of bed.

“Mom?” Yin Qiuman was pressed in front of the dressing table, looking at the wide-awake Leng Ci in the mirror, feeling completely bewildered.

Leng Ci, who had been called, put her phone on the table: “Manman, first look at these few videos Mom saved. See which makeup look you prefer. Once you choose, try the makeup.”

“Try on makeup?”

“Mm. It’s your first time going to Xingxing’s house, and you’re meeting her grandmother. Shouldn’t you be dressed up beautifully?”

Yin Qiuman couldn’t refute this. Yesterday, He Xinglan had also mentioned that her grandmother liked pretty girls.

“But do I need to try on so many?” Yin Qiuman frowned, looking at the dozen or so videos Leng Ci had saved.

She checked the time on her phone. No wonder her mother woke her up so early.

“Why wouldn’t you?” Leng Ci was already at Yin Qiuman’s closet, starting to pick out and coordinate outfits for her daughter. She didn’t forget to correct her daughter’s thinking: “The more you try, the more likely you are to find the one that suits you best.”

“Besides makeup, you also need to try on clothes. Oh right, did Xingxing say what time she’s coming to pick you up?”

“Ten o’clock. She told me to sleep a little longer,” Yin Qiuman replied.

Leng Ci smiled happily, very pleased with He Xinglan’s comment: “Xingxing is quite caring, isn’t she?”

Yin Qiuman thought: Isn’t she though.

Even though they slept separately last night, they were still up until 1 AM. Sleeping so late, of course, she needed more sleep!

Thinking of last night’s absurdity, a flush of unnatural red rose on Yin Qiuman’s cheeks.

Perhaps it was because they had been together constantly during those few days in Qīngchéng, or perhaps because the newly confirmed couple was in the heat of a honeymoon phase, but when Yin Qiuman returned to her room alone, she felt the space was exceptionally empty and silent, save for her own breathing.

In that moment, she particularly missed the feeling of satisfaction when she was with He Xinglan. So, she picked up her phone and video-called He Xinglan.

She had just finished showering then, looking like a blooming lotus, her skin like peach blossoms. He Xinglan’s breathing instantly hitched, as if recalling their shared shower, and she surprisingly requested to see a glimpse of springtime beauty.

Yin Qiuman always found it hard to refuse He Xinglan.

Perhaps He Xinglan’s urgency for her made her happy. She listened to He Xinglan with a mix of reluctance and compliance.

The sash of the bathrobe tied around her waist was loose, allowing a glance at the fullness of the spring scenery with just a slight tilt of the head. Yin Qiuman, blushing, slightly lowered the phone camera.

“Jiejie, a little lower,” He Xinglan coaxed Yin Qiuman through the video: “Jiejie knows I love the view of that snowy peak the most. I always can’t get enough of it. I feel empty inside the moment we separate, so I always hold it in my palm and keep it in my mouth.”

“Jiejie, do you like being cherished like this too?”

He Xinglan’s words made Yin Qiuman recall the scene of being utterly pampered.

He Xinglan was indeed as she said; she seemed to particularly love this view, always reserving affection for it, no matter how busy she was.

Yin Qiuman blushed and nodded under He Xinglan’s expectant gaze: “Mm.”

Yin Qiuman’s admission was very quiet, but He Xinglan heard it. She smiled contentedly and continued: “Then, Jiejie, touch it for me, okay? Just help me out.”

He Xinglan’s eyes were full of pleading, and that tender look instantly softened Yin Qiuman’s heart. She subconsciously listened to He Xinglan. The hand that had just finished showering still held a lingering warmth. Covering the area, she didn’t feel cold; instead, a wave of warmth spread.

He Xinglan’s voice appeared just in time: “How does Jiejie feel now? Is it comfortable?”

Yin Qiuman did feel comfortable, but how could she say those words out loud?

Seeing Yin Qiuman silent, He Xinglan frowned unhappily: “Jiejie, are you uncomfortable?”

Yin Qiuman still didn’t speak, biting her lower lip, the obvious bite mark visible to He Xinglan.

The area of contact on Yin Qiuman’s body was a sensitive spot, and He Xinglan knew this best. So, Yin Qiuman’s silence could only mean… He Xinglan’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she continued to coax her: “Since Jiejie is uncomfortable, why don’t you gently squeeze it? Squeezing it will make it comfortable.”

Seeing Yin Qiuman hesitate, He Xinglan added: “Jiejie, I want to watch. Just do it for me.”

“Please? Please?”

He Xinglan rarely acted spoiled. Most of the time, she was a bright, smiling, energetic little sun. Yin Qiuman loved the sunny He Xinglan, and she was equally defenseless against the occasional spoiled He Xinglan.

Yin Qiuman’s fingers slowly came together, applying slight pressure. A soft moan escaped her throat and reached He Xinglan’s ears. He Xinglan immediately looked excited and thrilled.

“Jiejie, there’s the other side too. You can’t favor one over the other.”

Yin Qiuman had no choice but to switch to the other side.

Now it was fair, and He Xinglan showed a satisfied expression.

Yin Qiuman didn’t know how long she indulged them under He Xinglan’s verbal provocation, only that she almost dropped her phone before He Xinglan was satisfied and moved the focus.

The pond water in the Peach Blossom Spring had long since overflowed. He Xinglan, acting as a meticulous tutor, patiently taught the ‘clumsy student’ Yin Qiuman bit by bit. And the ‘clumsy student’ Yin Qiuman finally became more proficient under He Xinglan’s guidance.

He Xinglan was naughty. She would always make Yin Qiuman stop right before reaching ecstasy, only letting her continue after hearing her beg. This cycle repeated until Yin Qiuman was utterly exhausted.

“Manman, what’s wrong? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?” Leng Ci’s concerned voice reached her ear. Seeing the unnatural flush on her daughter’s face, she was about to drop the clothes in her hand and walk over to her.

“Nothing.” Yin Qiuman quickly snapped back to reality and replied hurriedly: “Mom, I’m fine. I was just thinking about meeting Xingxing’s grandmother. I’m a little… excited.”

“Excited already? Pathetic,” Leng Ci said, relieved and teasing with a smile.

But then, thinking back to when she first met Yin Huaishan’s family, she wasn’t necessarily any more composed than Yin Qiuman. Leng Ci’s smile slowly turned into one of satisfaction and a touch of melancholy.

“Time flies. Twenty-something years have passed in a blink of an eye.”

“The daughter I raised for over twenty years is about to belong to someone else’s family.”

“Mom, Xingxing and I are both girls, so there’s no marrying in or marrying out,” Yin Qiuman reminded her, frowning.

“Ah, right, right, right. Your dad and I are gaining another daughter.” Leng Ci’s face regained its smile. Seeing Yin Qiuman still sitting there, she quickly urged: “Why are you still sitting there? Hurry and wash up. Come out quickly to do your makeup. I’ve already prepared several outfits for you. You can try the clothes first.”

“Okay.”

When Yin Qiuman returned after washing up, the bed was filled with coordinated outfits. After some hesitation, Yin Qiuman chose to try on the clothes first. Through Leng Ci’s cycle of frowning, relaxing, and frowning again, they finally settled on an outfit.

Next was the makeup trial. Leng Ci continued to offer suggestions. Finally, around 9:30 AM, the clothes and makeup were done, and Yin Huaishan also returned from outside with the gifts he had purchased.

The entire coffee table was fully stacked. The moment Yin Qiuman saw it, she thought their house was preparing to open a supermarket.

“Dad, do we need this much?” Yin Qiuman looked at the gifts, some familiar and some unfamiliar. It seemed Yin Huaishan had bought at least one of every gift suitable for the elderly from the supermarket.

Yin Huaishan waved his hand upon hearing her: “Not much, not much. As the saying goes, ‘too many gifts are never a fault.’ Bring more.”

“Where’s Xingxing? What time is she coming over?”

Yin Qiuman glanced at the time: “She should be arriving soon.”

Speak of the devil. The moment Yin Qiuman finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Leng Ci went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, He Xinglan’s smiling face appeared.

“Mom, I’m here to pick up Manman.” He Xinglan’s ‘Mom’ was very sweet.

“Manman is all ready.” Leng Ci quickly waved at Yin Qiuman.

“Xingxing, come in for a second.” Inside the house, Yin Huaishan’s voice reached He Xinglan at the door.

He Xinglan raised an eyebrow, a little confused but obediently changed her shoes and stepped inside.

Then she saw the coffee table full of gift boxes.

“Xingxing, these things are all for Manman to take to your grandmother. It’s a bit much. She can’t carry them alone. Can you help her?” Yin Huaishan said to He Xinglan.

He Xinglan was shocked back to reality: “Dad, isn’t that… too much?”

This many gifts would require both her and Yin Qiuman to make two trips to carry them all.

He Xinglan looked at Yin Qiuman, her eyes showing some disapproval: “Manman, why did you buy so much? Didn’t I say my grandma loves pretty girls the most? Just bringing yourself is completely enough!”

Yin Qiuman glanced at Yin Huaishan, taking the blame for him, and used Yin Huaishan’s earlier phrase: “Too many gifts are never a fault.”

He Xinglan: “…You’re quite something.”

Under the gaze of Yin Huaishan and Leng Ci, He Xinglan obviously couldn’t refuse. She could only obediently carry the things downstairs.

Fortunately, Yin Qiuman had a car, otherwise…

He Xinglan made two trips to load all the items into the car, bringing Yin Qiuman down on the final trip.

With He Xinglan present, Yin Qiuman naturally sat in the passenger seat.

In front of Yin Huaishan and Leng Ci, He Xinglan hadn’t been able to express her opinion on Yin Qiuman’s attire. Now that it was just the two of them, He Xinglan couldn’t wait to offer her compliments.

“Jiejie is so beautiful today.”

“Is that so?” Yin Qiuman turned her head to look at He Xinglan, a slight curve to her lips.

He Xinglan nodded: “Mm.”

“Gentle and intelligent, graceful and composed.”

“Jiejie, did you secretly research online which kind of girls elders like?” He Xinglan asked curiously.

Before Yin Qiuman could answer, He Xinglan continued: “But we slept so late yesterday. How did you have time to research these things?”

He Xinglan frowned, thinking seriously.

“Could it be… because you weren’t tired enough?”

“Looks like I need to work harder next time.”

Watching He Xinglan talk to herself, looking solemn yet occasionally nodding, her words weren’t explicitly vulgar, but one couldn’t deny she was driving the car.

Yin Qiuman: “…”

“Control yourself.” Yin Qiuman’s reprimand carried no threat, sounding more like flirtatious banter.

He Xinglan chuckled: “Okay, okay, I will control myself.”

“But Jiejie is so beautiful today. What if I can’t control myself?”

Yin Qiuman: “…”

Yin Qiuman fully understood that He Xinglan was trying to seize the opportunity to gain benefits.

She pursed her lips. She always had no choice when it came to He Xinglan.

“Then what do you want to do?” Yin Qiuman conceded.

“A kiss.”

“When we arrive, Jiejie must kiss me first. We’ll go in after we kiss.”

This was an expected answer and within Yin Qiuman’s acceptable range. Yin Qiuman nodded in agreement: “Fine.”

Seeing Yin Qiuman agree so readily, a gleam flashed in He Xinglan’s eyes: “Jiejie, I don’t mean a quick peck. I mean the kind where we use our tongues—a French kiss—and it has to last for ten minutes.”

He Xinglan was brazenly pushing her luck.

Yin Qiuman stared at He Xinglan in shock, her face red.

“You… are being absurd.”

Kissing for ten minutes, and a French kiss at that? Wouldn’t her lips be swollen?

How would she face people afterward?

“No,” Yin Qiuman firmly refused.

“But Jiejie, you still owe me a goodnight kiss and a good morning kiss. Logically, we need to kiss twice.” He Xinglan was seriously ‘driving the car,’ but her words were anything but serious.

Yin Qiuman understood He Xinglan’s meaning. She wasn’t backing down because of her refusal; instead, she was asking for more.

Yin Qiuman thought about it. Indeed, when they stayed at the hotel, they hadn’t missed a single good morning, good afternoon, or goodnight kiss. Since returning, they had skipped this step.

He Xinglan’s words were both a demand for more and a subtle accusation against her.

Yin Qiuman hesitated, but thinking of the people they were about to meet—He Xinglan’s grandparents—she shook her head after a moment of wavering.

“No means no.”

“Jiejie, you’re so cruel!” He Xinglan cried out loudly.

Yin Qiuman instinctively looked outside the car window, afraid someone might hear.

In her ear, He Xinglan was still sobbing.

The volume was still quite loud. It was clear she was completely uninhibited because she knew the car windows were tightly closed.

Yin Qiuman: “…”

“If Jiejie doesn’t kiss me, I won’t get out of the car later.”

Now she was straight-up being a rogue.

Yin Qiuman believed this was absolutely something He Xinglan was capable of doing.

In terms of shamelessness, Yin Qiuman was miles behind He Xinglan.

Yin Qiuman finally chose to compromise.

“Then… only one minute.”

Yin Qiuman tried to reason with He Xinglan.

“No, one minute is too short. It won’t cure my longing.” He Xinglan was still not satisfied.

“Then… two minutes… three minutes. No more,” Yin Qiuman said: “Xingxing, I really don’t want to leave a bad impression on your grandparents on our first meeting.”

Yin Qiuman had softened her stance, and He Xinglan’s heart softened too.

She ultimately couldn’t bear to truly embarrass Yin Qiuman.

Besides, three minutes. She had originally thought she’d only get one minute.

He Xinglan showed a look of regret and compromised: “Alright then, three minutes it is.”

The small county town wasn’t large. Just as she finished speaking, the car stopped.

They had arrived at He Xinglan’s grandparents’ house.