They were so close, it was impossible for him not to react.
Besides, he didn't dislike Qiao Xinyue entirely. At least, he had her in his heart and a good impression of her.
Qiao Xinyue felt a little flustered, but this situation and opportunity were rare.
She didn't want to let go of Wen Yan. The greed in her heart gradually grew; she wanted more.
She looked at him, mustered her courage, and said, "Brother Wen Yan, I like you."
It wasn't the first time he had been confessed to, but this time, Wen Yan inexplicably felt a rush.
His fans called him Brother Wen Yan, but Qiao Xinyue's use of "brother" made his heart flutter.
Wen Yan remained silent for a long time, making Qiao Xinyue feel a bit lost and panicked.
But once some words were spoken, they couldn't be taken back.
If she couldn't become Wen Yan's girlfriend, then they might not even be able to be ordinary friends.
She thought this unrequited love would ultimately end in failure.
Her eyes stung, tears welled up, and her heart ached.
"I... I'm sorry..."
She had been wishful thinking.
Qiao Xinyue's voice choked as she slowly moved away from Wen Yan's embrace. Just as she lowered her head, feeling heartbroken.
A strong hand embraced her waist, pulling her forward.
Qiao Xinyue unexpectedly fell into Wen Yan's arms.
Before she could react, the back of her head was held by his hand, guiding her to look up, and then a shadow fell over her.
Her lips were sealed. The person kissing her was skilled, expertly parting her lips. Their tongues moved, greedily seeking her sweetness.
The warm touch sent an electric shock through her body. Her body trembled, but her heart was filled with joy.
The sweetness of the candied hawthorn berries exploded in her mouth, and her nose was filled with the scent of mint.
Wen Yan gently held her, his mask slipping from his hand and falling to the ground.
Slowly, the air in her lungs dwindled, and Qiao Xinyue felt she was suffocating.
Fortunately, Wen Yan released her then. His deep pupils were tinged with red, and the desire in his eyes seemed to physically entwine around the budding flower before him.
"Why didn't you breathe? Hmm?"
His voice was deep and hoarse, lightly brushing against Qiao Xinyue's heart like a small feather.
It made Qiao Xinyue's breathing more difficult, and her face flushed to a tempting ripeness.
Wen Yan's gaze deepened. He couldn't help but lick his lips, wanting to devour those pink little lips in one go.
But at this moment, Qiao Xinyue pushed him away and leaned against the door on the other side.
She bit her lower lip, too shy to look at him, but still managing to ask, suppressing her shyness, "What is our relationship now?"
She had confessed!
And he had kissed her!
It couldn't possibly be just friends.
The girl before him had a flushed face, but her eyes were clear and innocent, possessing an inexplicable blend of purity and allure that made one want to cherish and protect her.
He deliberately asked back, "What do you think our relationship is?"
Qiao Xinyue couldn't decipher his meaning for a moment, but looking at his teasing eyes and her own insecurity,
She felt he was toying with her.
Both embarrassed and angry, she turned to leave with teary eyes, disregarding that they were in a haunted house.
Wen Yan, unaware that she was so easily provoked, quickly chased after her when he saw her anger.
"Hey, I was just kidding..."
Before he had taken two steps, another door suddenly opened, and a ferocious ghost with bared teeth appeared.
Qiao Xinyue screamed and stumbled back, crashing directly into Wen Yan's arms.
Wen Yan hugged her naturally, his eyes chilling as he looked at the staff member dressed as a ghost.
The staff member's frightening shouts abruptly stopped. He silently pulled his hair down to cover his face and then slowly retreated back through the door.
Only then did Wen Yan softly comfort the person in his arms.
"It's okay, it's fake."
Qiao Xinyue inexplicably felt wronged. She wriggled out of Wen Yan's embrace and continued to walk forward, crying.
Listening to her suppressed sobs, Wen Yan felt remorseful and guilty.
Knowing that this girl was simple and pure, he still deliberately teased her, causing her sadness and distress.
"Wait, I was just kidding. Listen to me." As he spoke, he quickly caught up and grabbed Qiao Xinyue's arm.
Qiao Xinyue stopped and looked back at him. Her eyes were wet, and tear streaks remained on her face, making her look exceptionally pitiable.
Wen Yan's heart softened completely. He chuckled and pinched her cheek, saying with amusement, "You're so silly. I already kissed you, and you're still asking what our relationship is."
But Qiao Xinyue didn't want such a vague answer.
She believed that dating required a formal confession and a verbally acknowledged relationship for it to be a true beginning.
A muddled beginning was very likely to lead to an inexplicable end.
She didn't know if Wen Yan didn't understand or was deliberately pretending not to.
Therefore, his words did not ease Qiao Xinyue's expression at all.
Seeing that she was still angry, Wen Yan quickly realized what was happening. He took her hand and said earnestly, "We are a couple now. You are my girlfriend!!"
"Wow!"
Before Qiao Xinyue could say anything, the staff member hiding by the door cheered.
Wen Yan smiled brilliantly and continued to walk forward, holding Qiao Xinyue's hand.
Qiao Xinyue felt as if she were in a dream, completely in a daze.
She was led forward, protected in his embrace, and before she knew it, they had walked out of the haunted house.
The scenery they passed through became a blur in her mind.
She only remembered Wen Yan saying:
They were a couple.
She was his girlfriend.
Wen Xuanyuan and Li Bowen had been waiting at the exit for a long time. When they saw the two emerge holding hands,
Wen Xuanyuan immediately clapped her hands excitedly and jumped up.
"They're out, they're out!" She tugged on Li Bowen's sleeve, excitedly saying, "They're holding hands, they're holding hands!"
Her commotion drew curious glances from everyone.
Li Bowen put his arm around her and reminded her helplessly, "Your brother isn't wearing a mask. Stop shouting..."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xuanyuan quickly covered her mouth, but she couldn't stop smiling.
Qiao Xinyue shyly retracted her hand, trying to pull it out of Wen Yan's grip, but Wen Yan held her hand even tighter.
Since they were together now, there was no need to hide.
"Hey, what's going on with you two!" Wen Xuanyuan couldn't help but dart her eyes between them.
Wen Yan raised their clasped hands and said calmly, "What do you mean, what's going on? Isn't this what you wanted?"
"Ahhh..."
Wen Xuanyuan shouted excitedly again, making it impossible not to attract attention.
"Wen Yan, it looks like Wen Yan."
"Wow, Brother Wen Yan."
"Look, look, it's the big star Wen Yan."
Wen Yan's striking face quickly caught the attention of the crowd.
In an instant, all eyes turned towards them, creating a considerable stir.
"Let's run."
Wen Yan and Li Bowen reacted quickly, immediately pulling the two girls and running.