Chapter 561 - 558: If You Want It, Come Get It Yourself

Chapter 561: Chapter 558: If You Want It, Come Get It Yourself

But the emotion vanished so quickly, it almost felt like a trick of the light.

His gaze quickly reverted to that familiar look of blankness and instinctual craving.

Slowly, the male seemed to be soothed by her again. His movements stopped, but the arms holding her remained tight. With their skin pressed together, she could clearly feel his body was still aroused, showing no signs of subsiding.

Bai Wanwan was at her wit’s end. Sighing, she patted his back gently as if coaxing a child. "How are you supposed to sleep like this...? Loosen up a bit. Let’s just sleep, okay?"

Even though she spent the entire night pushing him away, making it a grueling ordeal, Hua Han had obediently refrained from going too far because of her persistence.

Over the next few days, Bai Wanwan discovered a pattern: whenever she and Hua Han had even the slightest intimate contact—sometimes, it was enough for her to just look at him for a moment too long—he would immediately cling to her, desperate to be close.

Things almost got out of hand several times as the atmosphere between them heated up.

But strangely, whenever she clearly told him to stop or showed the slightest hint of fatigue or reluctance, he would actually stop. He’d still look at her with those pitiful, longing eyes, but he no longer forced himself on her recklessly like he had on the first night.

As this happened more and more, an absurd, nagging thought began to form in Bai Wanwan’s mind.

One day, while Hua Han was taking his afternoon nap, she quietly called out in her mind, "System, run another detailed scan on Hua Han’s current condition for me."

She felt that something about Hua Han’s reactions was off. He still seemed to be controlled by instinct and Dark Energy, unable to communicate normally, but certain subtle details... felt suspicious.

Soon, the system’s scan results came back. "Host, the Dark Energy in the male Hua Han’s brain is still present, but a portion of it appears to be suppressed by his own power. His current brainwave activity is much more active than before. His condition is developing in a positive direction."

"Developing in a positive direction? You mean... he might be conscious? Or at least partially conscious?" Bai Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat.

"Mm, that’s one way to put it. But his condition isn’t stable. The Dark Energy isn’t fully suppressed, and he could relapse at any time. There’s no telling when he might fall under its complete control again."

The system’s explanation was a revelation for Bai Wanwan!

All those "off" moments from the past few days suddenly made sense.

’Unconscious and acting on pure instinct? Childishly dependent?’

It was clear that scoundrel Hua Han had regained some of his consciousness, but was deliberately playing dumb in front of her so he could have a legitimate reason to cling to her and be intimate.

The realization made Bai Wanwan laugh in exasperation!

’So, he dared to fake amnesia to trick me! I was worried sick about him for so long, and I’ve been waiting on him every day like he’s a little cub.’

So that evening, while helping Hua Han wash up as usual, when he habitually pulled her into a hug and eagerly kissed her lips, Bai Wanwan didn’t offer her usual token resistance. Instead, she deliberately put on a stern face, her voice turning cold. "Hua Han, if you keep misbehaving and acting up like this, I’m going to get truly angry! I won’t take care of you anymore!"

The words had an immediate effect!

Hua Han froze mid-motion, as if someone had hit a pause button.

The deep lust in his eyes was instantly replaced by a clear expression of fear and panic. He immediately let go of her, not daring to move a muscle.

His reaction was far too quick for someone who was supposedly unconscious and acting purely on instinct!

But he quickly seemed to realize he’d overreacted and tried to cover his tracks. He struggled to make his expression go blank and empty again, but the panic hadn’t fully faded from his eyes, and his acting was a little over-the-top.

’He really is faking it!’

Bai Wanwan was both amused and exasperated, but she kept her expression neutral.

She edged closer to him, her gaze scrutinizing every minute shift in his expression.

Hua Han felt his scalp tingle under her stare, and his heart began to pound like a drum.

He desperately wanted to speak, to soothe his female with the most tender and sweet words, to beg her not to be angry.

But he had been so committed to "playing dumb" over the past few days—suppressing his speech and only making simple sounds to stay in "character"—that now he couldn’t seem to form a complete, coherent sentence to explain himself!

In his desperation, he could only continue to pretend his speech hadn’t returned, stammering and struggling to force out a few words. "No... not angry... Wanwan... not angry..."

Bai Wanwan almost burst out laughing.

She struggled to maintain a serious expression and said pointedly, "Hmph, I’m already angry! So tell me, what are you going to do about it?"

Hua Han was so anxious his forehead was about to break out in a sweat. His mind raced.

’In my current role as a "patient," what can I possibly do to make Wanwan forgive me?’

’Act pitiful? Keep trying to be cute?’

His mind spun, and then, as if he’d struck upon a "brilliant idea," he suddenly grabbed one of Bai Wanwan’s hands and tried to slap his own face with it!

"What are you doing?!" Bai Wanwan cried out in alarm, quickly yanking her hand back. "If you slap yourself like that, you’ll hurt my hand."

The moment Hua Han heard that it would hurt her, he let go, raising his own hand to slap himself instead.

Bai Wanwan grabbed his hand. Just when he was at a loss for how to soothe his female, he saw Bai Wanwan suddenly stand on her tiptoes, hook her arms around his neck, and press her soft, warm lips to his.

Hua Han’s body went rigid, and then an immense wave of joyous surprise washed over him.

But he remembered he was supposed to be "acting," so he struggled to restrain himself, cautiously returning her kiss, terrified that one wrong move would anger her again.

But soon, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

Because Wanwan... she had actually deepened the kiss. And then... she kissed his chin before moving lower, lightly pecking at his Adam’s apple...

GULP! Hua Han’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently, and the sound of him swallowing was deafening in the silent stone house.

"Pfft!"

Bai Wanwan finally couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing. She looked up at him, her eyes dancing with a teasing smile.

Heaven only knew the torment Hua Han was enduring at that moment!

He desperately wanted to urge her to hurry up, to stop torturing him at this slow, deliberate pace, but he could only grit his teeth and bear it, continuing to feign naive innocence.

But Bai Wanwan was in no hurry at all.

Her fingers traced suggestive circles on his tense, well-defined chest muscles. Her voice was light and soft, laced with a bewitching tone. "Do you want this?"

Hua Han nodded vigorously, his entire body tensed rock-hard, the desire in his eyes almost tangible.

"Want what?" Bai Wanwan gave him a dazzling smile. "Come and get it yourself."