His palm hesitated in midair for a moment before gently unfolding and resting on his arm, tightening little by little, embracing his arm.
Despite constantly reminding herself not to be too forward and not to cling to him too much, her reason was always easily suppressed by instinct.
the man said in a low voice.
She turned her face to look at him.
"Lean on my shoulder."
He spoke again, his tone commanding, yet his eyes brimmed with indulgent affection.
He detested physical contact with others, yet he took the initiative to offer his shoulder to her, clearly showing his affectionate dependency. It was just because he had never been in love before and was used to giving orders that he struggled to find the right balance.
What was clearly a craving turned into an order the moment it was voiced.
In the front passenger seat, Will silently sighed for his master.
How could one talk like that in a romantic relationship?
For someone as stubborn and strong-willed as Gan Yuan, such behavior could only backfire!
Holding his breath, Will gripped his heart, waiting for Gan Yuan’s retort from the back seat.
Gan Yuan pursed her lips, little by little softening her rigid back and leaning on his shoulder.
The man’s shoulders were very firm, able to support her entire body weight, as if they were a mountain that could help her prop up the whole world.
For all these years, she had held herself up, not allowing herself to fall.
Because she was her son’s sky, and if she fell, then the child would have no one else to rely on.
This was the first time she allowed herself to relax and rely on someone else.
At first, it felt awkward, not knowing how to relax her muscles or how to properly embrace his arm... She adjusted her posture several times, gradually finding the right feeling, resting her face against the side of his shoulder, and her arms relaxed around his arm, feeling as comfortable and lazy as a baby in its mother’s arms.
Warm, comfortable, safe.
Huangfu Jue patiently waited, supporting his body until she completely settled against the side of his shoulder, feeling the weight of her body drawing near, before he gently raised his lips and softly kissed the top of her head.
"From now on, you can lean on me whenever you want,"
he murmured. For a man like him, such words were more precious than countless sweet nothings.
And she understood that!
At that moment, the little one came over with a smile.
"Uncle Huangfu, you should say, ’Gan Yuan, this shoulder is reserved exclusively for you!’"
Huangfu Jue was startled for a moment, then laughed with Gan Yuan.
"You little rascal, always getting into everything!"
Gan Yuan gave her son a playful glare, hurrying to lift her head, not yet accustomed to such affectionate gestures.
As soon as she lifted her head, the man’s arm reached out, embraced her shoulder, and gently pressed her back against his chest.
Gan Yuan shifted, not struggling, but settling into a comfortable position.
As the car continued to forge ahead, Gan Tang puckered his lips and gently kissed Huangfu Jue’s face.
Turning his face towards him, the man caught the little one’s gaze as the child promptly lifted his face, arrogantly looking out the window as if nothing had happened.
Huangfu Jue’s lips curved into a slight smile, his hand lifting to pull the proudly aloof little rascal into his embrace, nestling the child against his other side.
In his arms, he felt the slight weight of mother and son.
The three of them, cramped together, were certainly not in the most comfortable position, but the warmth and fullness in their hearts were something they had never experienced before.