latelenovela Chapter 167 Tricks to Get He Mingning
Chapter 167 Tricks to Get He Mingning
After much deliberation and tossing and turning, He Mingning finally gritted his teeth and made a decision after a fierce internal struggle—to repeat what he had just said! After all, it was just a simple form of address, how difficult could it be? As long as he mustered up his courage and shouted it out loud, he would definitely address the other person that way in the future anyway.
However, often ideals are lofty, but reality is often harsh and frustrating. When she finally needed to speak, things didn't go as smoothly as she had expected. He Mingning took a deep breath, and then, in a slightly louder but not significantly different voice, timidly stammered, "I... I can call you Brother A-Yu, is that alright?"
Hearing the barely audible voice, Fan Junyu pretended not to hear it, raised an eyebrow, and asked teasingly, "What? Speak louder, I didn't hear you!"
He Mingning's heart skipped a beat, as if a heavy stone had pressed down on her. But since she had already started, she couldn't give up halfway. So she silently encouraged herself and mustered her courage to repeat the sentence again. This time, her voice was noticeably louder than the first time.
Seeing this, Fan Junyu, who had been observing from the sidelines, knew he could no longer pretend not to hear. He gazed at the little girl before him, at her adorable, tense expression, as if she were facing certain death. A faint smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. Then, he lowered his voice and asked gently, "Are you sure you want to call me that?"
He Mingning, who had initially felt a little smug about finally speaking up, felt a pang of unease and doubt upon hearing this. Did he not like her calling him that? Thinking this, she became somewhat uneasy and tentatively asked, "No...is that not okay?"
Fan Junyu gazed at the cautious He Mingning with great interest, a half-smile creeping onto his lips. He teasedly said, "Since you've decided to call me that, you can't change it from now on. You have to keep calling me that, understand?" He Mingning, like a docile and adorable little rabbit, nodded timidly and replied in a soft, sweet voice, "I understand."
Fan Junyu stared intently at the charming young girl in front of him, and suddenly felt an urge to tease her. So he leaned closer and said softly in a low voice, "Okay, Ningning, call my name now!"
Upon hearing this, He Mingning's eyes widened instantly, becoming like two copper bells, her face filled with disbelief. She stared dumbfounded at Fan Junyu, who was so close to her, utterly unable to believe that he would actually demand she utter that incredibly intimate nickname right now. She had initially thought her earlier response was just a casual agreement, never expecting Fan Junyu to be so serious and actually demand that she say it immediately!
He Mingning stared in utter astonishment at Fan Junyu's handsome face. Overwhelmed with nervousness and shyness, he stammered, "Now...now?" Fan Junyu nodded slightly, his face still bearing that slightly teasing smile, and replied calmly, "That's right, right now! Could it be that what you just said was just to deceive me?"
Upon hearing this, He Mingning reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, frantically waving his hands and urgently denying, "No...no, I absolutely didn't mean to tease you!" Fan Junyu stared at He Mingning with a suspicious look, his bright eyes flashing with doubt, and asked softly, "Really?" His words revealed a hint of uncertainty and doubt.
He Mingning nodded firmly without hesitation, to show that he was telling the truth. Seeing He Mingning's confident look, Fan Junyu was slightly taken aback, then a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he said, "Alright then, call me that! I'd love to hear you say that." After saying that, Fan Junyu's gaze fell directly on He Mingning without any intention of avoiding it.
He Mingning's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, as luscious as a ripe apple. She lowered her head, her hands unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of her dress, her heart pounding like a deer's. Actually, when she uttered that name, she had only intended to tell Fan Junyu, not truly intend to call him that in person. However, at this moment, Fan Junyu insisted that she say it aloud, which genuinely embarrassed He Mingning.
She felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't utter a sound. Despite this, when she looked up and met Fan Junyu's expectant gaze, a strange impulse welled up within her. On one hand, she felt too embarrassed to call him by that name in front of Fan Junyu; on the other hand, she couldn't bear to disappoint the earnest expectations in his eyes. Thus, He Mingning was caught in a fierce internal struggle, unable to make a final decision.
Fan Junyu naturally understood that the girl in front of him was acting shy and hesitant, but he knew that if he didn't give her a push, she would probably never dare to speak up. Thinking this, he lowered his eyes slightly, deliberately adopting a pitiful and endearing appearance. Then, in a soft, slightly mournful voice, he slowly said, "Ningning, do you really not want to? Even just calling my name would be nice! Sigh, it seems I should just forget about it and pretend I never mentioned it."
Hearing Fan Junyu's words and seeing his extremely aggrieved expression, He Mingning's heart clenched as if countless needles were piercing it simultaneously, the pain almost suffocating her. In that instant, all her shyness and hesitation vanished, and without thinking, she blurted out, "I'm not unwilling! I'm just a little... a little nervous!"
Fan Junyu had been secretly observing He Mingning's reaction. Seeing her finally relent and say those words, his heart leaped with joy, like flowers blooming across a spring landscape, dazzling and overwhelming. However, despite his inner elation, he maintained a pitiful, aggrieved expression, continuing to feign helplessness as he said, "Since Ningning finds it so difficult, then let's just forget it. It's really okay." As he said this, he deliberately sighed softly, as if genuinely feeling disappointed and sad. After speaking, Fan Junyu sighed softly, the sound like a gentle breeze rippling across a calm lake. Hearing this, He Mingning's heart stirred. She realized that her earlier behavior might have been a bit too affected. After all, if she truly wanted to call out to the other person, why hesitate? Thinking this, He Mingning secretly encouraged herself, deciding not to back down anymore.
But when she actually tried to speak, He Mingning found that her throat felt as if something was blocking it, and the words she had prepared just wouldn't come out. She paused slightly, biting her lip, her pink lips trembling slightly with nervousness. Finally, she mustered her courage and whispered, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Ah... Brother Yu." Her voice was so soft that it would almost be drowned out by the surrounding noise if one didn't listen carefully.
After shouting, He Mingning felt her cheeks instantly become burning hot, as if a ball of fire was burning within them. She instinctively lowered her head, not daring to look at Fan Junyu again, afraid of seeing even a hint of mockery or disdain in his eyes. At that moment, He Mingning's heart pounded like a drum, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes; she was completely overwhelmed with extreme shyness.
Fan Junyu stood there quietly, gazing at He Mingning's shy expression. When he heard that soft call, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, forming a beautiful arc. His smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and gentle, making one want to get closer. Then, he even went so far as to whisper, "Call me again."
He Mingning never dreamed that Fan Junyu would make such an outrageous request. She was so shocked that she looked up abruptly, as if struck by lightning. Her beautiful eyes, like clear autumn lake water, were shimmering and staring directly at Fan Junyu without any hesitation, her gaze filled with disbelief and confusion.
In that instant, the two of them seemed frozen in place, gazing silently at each other. Everything around them seemed to stand still, even the air itself became heavy. Time seemed to stand still, and the whole world consisted of only the two of them.
Fan Junyu stared intently at He Mingning's delicate, charming, and endearing face, and involuntarily took a small step forward. At this moment, they were so close they could almost feel each other's warm breath; they were practically touching. A slight smile curved Fan Junyu's lips, and his voice, soft as a spring breeze, gently said, "Would you mind calling me again, Ningning?"
He Mingning's eyes widened, her face full of astonishment, and she blurted out, "We clearly agreed before that I only needed to call you once, so why do I have to call you again now?" Her tone carried a hint of reproach and dissatisfaction, but more than that, it was confusion and bewilderment.
Fan Junyu, however, didn't seem to care and continued to coax He Mingning at his own pace: "I just wanted to hear Ningning call me by such an affectionate name. I especially love hearing it; it warms my heart. Besides, I only said you could call me once, but I didn't explicitly say you could only call me once!" After saying that, he deliberately winked, looking both sly and charming.
He Mingning stared wide-eyed at Fan Junyu, who was grinning mischievously, in disbelief. She thought to herself, "How can this person be so shameless!" For a moment, a thousand words were stuck in her throat, and she could only squeeze out one word—"You..." But the words stopped abruptly when she tried to speak, because she really didn't know what to say next to deal with this situation.
He Mingning pouted her cherry-pink lips, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice, and turned her head away fiercely, refusing to look at Fan Junyu again. Seeing this, Fan Junyu not only didn't restrain herself, but found He Mingning even more adorable and amusing, and intensified her efforts to tease her.
So, Fan Junyu bent down slightly, slowly bringing his face close to He Mingning's small, delicate ear, like a seashell. As the distance grew closer, he could even clearly feel He Mingning's warm breath gently brushing against his cheek, tickling him and stirring his heart. Then, in a soft, gentle voice like flowing water, he whispered in He Mingning's ear, "Good Ningning, just call me one more time! This time, really just once, okay?"
That magnetic and alluring voice seemed to possess a kind of magic, piercing straight into He Mingning's heart. Her initial anger instantly softened upon hearing those words, as if enveloped in warm cotton. After a moment's hesitation, He Mingning finally turned her head slowly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Fan Junyu so close to her, and asked softly with some uncertainty, "Really...really only this once?"
Facing He Mingning's eyes, which shone with a mixture of doubt and expectation, Fan Junyu nodded swiftly and firmly without hesitation. At the same time, he raised his right hand high, as if swearing an oath to the heavens, and solemnly declared, "Of course! I swear to heaven, this is really only this once! I absolutely, absolutely will not lie to you!"
Upon hearing Fan Junyu's resolute answer, He Mingning, who had been tense, seemed to finally relax slightly and lower her guard. She first took a deep breath, as if trying to embrace all the fresh air around her. Then, she slowly exhaled this breath full of vitality; the exhaled air was as delicate and elegant as an orchid, refreshing and soothing to the senses.
Immediately afterwards, He Mingning slightly parted her luscious, red lips, as gently as if afraid of disturbing something. As her clear, melodious voice, like the tinkling of silver bells, rang out, it was as if a sweet-singing nightingale was fluttering its wings and flying out from a quiet, deep valley. She called out in her sweet voice, "Brother A-Yu..."