Peach-Orange! – Chapter 634 – Let’s Make Do and Spend a Lifetime Together

Dongfang Yang raised his hands high, spreading them wide, his eyes wide open, his wooden head burning as if on fire, the entire person directly shutting down.

He only felt warmth, softness, and sweetness lingering between his teeth, along with the constant pulling sensation from the tie around his neck, making him feel his breathing becoming increasingly difficult.

Thoughts leaped wildly in his brain, finally coalescing into a sentence that left him utterly perplexed, “Qian Qing… why did she kiss me?”

This was still my first kiss!

But no matter how dull, how wooden a person’s brain is, after being ambushed like this, the body will naturally produce a response.

His body grew somewhat warm, his breathing began to quicken. Dongfang Yang felt as if Qian Qing had held him down and kissed him for a century before his pupils suddenly contracted. He reached out, pressed on Qian Qing’s shoulders, and yanked her away.

Wiping his lips with his right forearm, Dongfang Yang sucked in a breath and held it in his lungs, “Qian Qing, you…”

Qian Qing’s head was slightly lowered, her disheveled long hair covering half her face, making it impossible to see the expression on it.

Her brain also seemed to have overheated in that instant.

Leading to impulsiveness.

Her heart was beating fiercely, her face and ears were burning hot.

Qian Qing knew without looking in a mirror that her face must be completely flushed red.

But the more one should be carried away in such moments, the calmer a person often becomes.

It’s like someone who can’t hold their liquor drinks too much. The heart starts beating rapidly, breathing becomes hurried, goosebumps rise abruptly, followed by a tingling numbness spreading from the hands and feet throughout the entire body.

At this time, the person’s brain becomes extremely clear, aware of their own state, also knowing that if they continue drinking, they might truly get drunk.

Qian Qing was in exactly such a state.

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She felt she was already carried away, the secreted hormones urging her to pour out her feelings to the man before her, to tell him—I like you.

But in reality, the pair of eyes beneath her disheveled bangs were frighteningly calm.

“S… sorry.”

What came out of her mouth were words contrary to her actions just moments ago.

Suppressing that impulse were her background, family status, identity, which were mismatched with this impulse, and the various troubles she would bring Dongfang Yang in the future.

It’s like comparing dating and marriage; the considerations required for each are not comparable.

Qian Qing did not look at Dongfang Yang, still keeping her head lowered, her voice muffled, “I… it was also my first kiss. Anyway, you didn’t lose out. Let’s just pretend this never happened.”

Looking at the now-timid Qian Qing, Dongfang Yang took a deep breath.

He grabbed her right wrist, lifting it, and demanded, “What do you mean, pretend this never happened?”

He perhaps, to some extent, understood this girl’s thoughts before him.

Maybe she didn’t dislike him?

Hitting is affection, scolding is love?

After all, at a time like this, even the most oblivious person must have a limit. Even if it were Su Tao, that block of wood, he would more or less realize something was off.

“Qian Qing, explain this to me clearly!”

His heart began to pound. Dongfang Yang was determined to get to the truth.

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Otherwise, if he really let Qian Qing escape like this, the two of them probably wouldn’t see each other for a long time in the future, and might not even remain friends.

Qian Qing pursed her lips, her voice still calm and unruffled, “You… what more do you want me to explain? I just took the wrong medicine earlier, that’s all.”

“Heh.” Dongfang Yang snorted. The hand that had been holding Qian Qing let go, instead using a fingertip to lift her chin slightly.

With a domineering air, he forced Qian Qing to raise her head. The disheveled hair covering her face parted along both sides, revealing her flushed cheeks and eyes with nowhere to rest their gaze.

“Qian Qing, you couldn’t possibly like this young master, could you?”

The same old peak confidence.

If said to Chi Xiaocheng, this line would be mocked by Si Chen.

But with Qian Qing, it clearly had an effect.

Like a needle piercing the heart, hitting a vital point and soft spot.

The emotions and impulses suppressed by reason erupted in a gush at this moment.

Qian Qing abruptly slapped away Dongfang Yang’s hand, also casting aside the poise of a scion from a major family.

“Yes, I do like you. So what!

“I’ve said it now. Are you satisfied?!

“But did you have to make me say it? What’s the use of me liking you!

“My family is just a third-rate family in Jiuzhou City. Apart from managing a few shops, I have no other experience. There’s nothing much I can do to help you! In the capital, my family isn’t even considered a blip!

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“Even just a few days ago, that old thing in my family already forced me to prepare to get engaged to someone else, to enter a marriage alliance. Saying I like you… saying such things…”

As Qian Qing spoke, her voice gradually took on a sob, and she suddenly threw herself into Dongfang Yang’s embrace.

Weeping uncontrollably: “Saying such things is meaningless, you know? Besides making me further realize how mismatched I am for you, it has no meaning. I would only become a burden to you. I don’t want to become your burden, so… please don’t make me say it, okay?”

It wasn’t that she didn’t dare face these feelings.

Nor that she didn’t dare face Dongfang Yang.

But that she didn’t dare face such a useless self.

Was Qian Qing really that lousy?

By Jiuzhou City local standards, of course not.

Admitted to prestigious schools, high emotional intelligence, many connections, the GDP of the few shops under her management is the highest in the family, won numerous national-level awards until her hands were soft, definitely a rising star locally in Jiuzhou City.

Only, if compared to the capital, compared to the Dongfang Family.

Stars are everywhere there.

Keeping those words buried in her heart was the best choice for her.

Only, another person clearly didn’t think so.

Yanking Qian Qing out, Dongfang Yang, as if not giving the girl a chance to escape, looked directly into her eyes, “Liking this young master doesn’t require such concealment. Su Tao is still the heir to the War God Hall, didn’t he still end up embracing a short village farmer as his wife?”

“Is status that important?”

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He snorted coldly, “I am the sole heir of the Dongfang Family. Whoever dares have an opinion about you, damn it, wait until I become the family head, I’ll finish them!”

Qian Qing opened her mouth, tears once again squeezing out uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, “Dongfang Yang, do you mean… you, you like me too?”

“Um, actually, not that much?”

The tears flowing halfway down her cheeks were forcibly stopped again.

“But.” The sunny boy changed his tune again, somewhat awkwardly shifting his gaze to the side, “Qian Qing, you also know, there aren’t many women who make me feel I could make do and spend a lifetime with.”

“You—!”

Qian Qing took a deep breath, and her high heel once again stomped heavily on Dongfang Yang’s shoe.

“Ah! Why did you step on me!”

“I’ll step on you, so what!” Qian Qing once again reached out, cupping Dongfang Yang’s face, “Stop talking. Kiss me, okay?”

Dongfang Yang was forced to turn his head, his gaze seemed to catch sight of something, and he suddenly said, “Wait a moment!”

“Mmph—!”

Softness pressed against him again.

Only, in the periphery of his vision, at the elevator entrance where they had just exited, two women and one man were watching this scene, all nodding their heads approvingly.

The three who had just come down exclaimed in unison: “Wow~”