Wanwan, Who Am I?

It was different from what Mu Wanwan had imagined.

Bo Sihan's kiss was so gentle that she couldn't help but be intoxicated by it and respond to him. Their lips and teeth intertwined, forming a trace of ambiguity.

After a long time, Bo Sihan finally let go of Mu Wanwan.

Looking at Mu Wanwan's red face and exceptionally bright eyes, Bo Sihan said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have used that move on me."

Mu Wanwan felt guilty about Bo Sihan and quickly nodded her head. "I understand."

"Be good." Bo Sihan raised his hand and rubbed her head.

This was his favorite action for Mu Wanwan. It started when Mu Wanwan was still young. Even when she grew up, he still did it.

Next, Bo Sihan carefully taught Mu Wanwan a few self-defense moves.

She learned very quickly, and he was very satisfied.

After they left the combat room, Bo Sihan asked Mu Wanwan to go back to her room first. 

She was especially tired today.

Mu Wanwan originally wanted to wait for Bo Sihan, but after she took a shower and lay on the bed, fatigue came like a tide. She closed her eyes unknowingly.

When the clock on the wall pointed to noon, the door opened silently.

Bo Sihan rubbed the space between his eyebrows as he walked into the room. At first glance, he saw Mu Wanwan lying on the bed, curled up into a small ball.

Under the warm orange light, her little face looked exceptionally obedient.

His thin lips curled up uncontrollably.

He lightened his footsteps and walked to the bed. After taking off his clothes, he lay down beside Mu Wanwan.

"You're back." Mu Wanwan was a light sleeper. The moment Bo Sihan lay on the bed, she woke up from her deep sleep, but she didn't want to open her eyes.

She sniffed the faint and refreshing scent coming from Bo Sihan's body and moved toward him, obediently entering his embrace.

She didn't forget to rub her face against his chest.

Bo Sihan saw that Mu Wanwan didn't open her eyes. She approached him defenselessly and looked at her with eyes as deep as the night.

"Wanwan, who am I?" Bo Sihan asked in a deep voice.

"You're Mr. Bo." Mu Wanwan's voice sounded a little nasal.

The aura around Bo Sihan suddenly turned cold and heavy. He looked at Mu Wanwan with a stormy gaze.

Mr. Bo?

Mu Wanwan kept calling him "Brother". She had never called him Mr. Bo before.

Mu Wanwan seemed to have sensed the strong displeasure emitted by the man beside her. She reached out and hugged Bo Sihan's slim waist. "My Mr. Bo, Brother Sihan."

Bo Sihan's body froze.

The girl's tone was filled with unconcealable sweetness that made his heart melt.

The haze in his eyes instantly dissipated. Bo Sihan lowered his head and gently bit Mu Wanwan's lips. "Say it again."

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo." He asked for one, but she chanted it thrice. "I'm so sleepy…"

Bo Sihan hugged her soft body. His body seemed to be on fire and had already reacted.

"Go to sleep." He hugged Mu Wanwan and gently planted a kiss on the top of her head.

Mu Wanwan hung onto Bo Sihan like a koala bear and fell into a deep sleep.

That night, while she slept very well, he acted as a pillow and did not sleep for the entire night.

The next day was the weekend.

Mu Wanwan didn't have to go to school, so she woke up late.

When she went to the dining room for breakfast, Bo Sihan was sitting at the dining table.