Wild Sweet Temptation

"The registration was all a lie. If he doesn't propose to me, who would want to bear his baby? I'm still waiting to wear a wedding dress!"

Su Muchen also moved to the hospital and stayed by the patient's bedside.

Because some social engagements require him to return late, he sometimes has to tiptoe around.

Ji Fanxing looked at his back, which was trying to be as silent as possible. She turned over to get out of bed, and when she sat up, she felt a familiar breath approaching.

"Honey, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

She hugged his narrow waist and sniffed him alertly, smelling a scent of alcohol.

The words "I miss you" compressed instantly, and then I shrank back into the quilt like a little turtle returning to its shell.

Su Muchen chuckled softly, and soon the sound of water dripping could be heard in the bathroom. Ji Fanxing only showed her two big eyes, staring at the bathroom door like a clever elf in the dark night. As soon as the sound of water stopped, she lay back down immediately.

The bulge in the quilt moved, and then wrapped tighter with a bit of resentment. Su Muchen grabbed the railing and leaned over to kiss Ji Fanxing, his voice soft but with a bit of mischief.

"Goodnight, wife."

The quilt ball was a little further away from him. Su Muchen flicked his tongue on his upper teeth, then he lifted the quilt and squeezed in. He pinched Ji Fanxing's waist hard as she twisted and turned to avoid him and held her in his arms.

"You're getting more and more petty, aren't you? Hmm? I came home late and my wife complained about me."

Ji Fanxing held her mouth and didn't say anything. The heat and the itchy feeling penetrated into her bones.

"Honey, smell it. It's freshly washed. Does it smell good? I smelled it. Hmm, the same smell, a milky one."

Ever since she was hospitalized, Su Muchen has never had any thorough physical contact with her. Every time, he would just stop when he was done and then sleep in bed with her. Sometimes, his hints were very obvious but the other party remained unmoved. The contrast with the honeymoon was too great, and she couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"No. My nose is blocked."

"Hmm? You have a cold?"

Su Muchen raised his head slightly and lowered his eyes to observe, his sight sweeping from the darkness over his shoulders and down. When his fingertips touched the blood clot, he paused, then retracted his fingertips to his waist.

"No." He struggled to get out with a muffled voice, raised his hips and bumped back unhappily. "I'm going to sleep. I'm sleepy."

The collision made Su Muchen's eyes darken, and he clapped his hands. "The injury is not healed yet."

"Go sleep over there, it's too crowded."

She hit him again, with a sense of revenge, the corner of her mouth raised silently. Su Muchen hissed, slid his fingertips down, and pinched him lightly.

"Is that intentional?"

"Humph, Minions can only think of yellow! You..."

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly bit her lip, her pupils dilated, and her delicate fingers clenched the corner of the quilt. After a while, she spoke with difficulty.

"Why... did you suddenly... attack?"

"My wife has been pushing me down. Isn't it because of your stinky face these days, huh~?"

en~The word had a gentle and rising ending tone. Ji Fanxing buried his face in the quilt and curled up a little.

Su Muchen bit her repeatedly from the tip of her ear to her shoulder, his breathing becoming heavier as the heat in the quilt grew.

"I'm not……"

"Is not it?"

Ji Fanxing's face flushed, she turned her head and he pinched her chin and kissed her domineeringly.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on the back, and the insteps of the feet were tensed, as if starting a different kind of dance, making the body feel lighter as it stretched.

More than an hour later, the wet wipes were pulled out one by one, and Ji Fanxing lay there with squinted eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

"End?"

Su Muchen accurately threw a bunch of wet wipes into the trash can and ruthlessly smeared her red lips.

"Wait a little longer, the injury hasn't healed yet."

The next morning, she stopped Su Muchen who was about to go out and said, "I haven't had much appetite lately. Can you come back and have dinner with me?"

Su Muchen kissed her and agreed. When he saw the dishes at noon, he didn't think much about it. After all, Ji Fanxing also liked to eat lamb.

But why is it mutton for dinner and lunch?

After eating, Su Muchen patted his face and saw Ji Fanxing lying there reading a book. The days were quiet and peaceful. She looked back and smiled at him faintly. He sighed, "Wife, do you want to go to the gym for some simple exercise?"

He felt full of energy today and even exercised more persistently than usual.

He felt annoyed just by looking at Ji Fanxing doing yoga.

His dishes were different every day that followed, or to be more precise, a different type of meat each day.

The beef buns for breakfast were pure beef, without any vegetables. Then I ate oysters and various leeks all day...

When Gu Qingxuan saw him coming to the company in shorts, he even felt like he was still sleepy.

"Master? You have a lot of firepower."

After the meeting, he took off his tie and left it on the table, then untied his collar, looking annoyed.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Gu Qingxuan served him a pot of chrysanthemum tea.

"Master, calm down the fire."

After saying that, he floated out the door.

Su Muchen took a few sips of chrysanthemum tea and ruffled his hair.

"I'm not very hungry today."

The corners of his mouth twitched when he saw the sea cucumber. Ji Fanxing raised her eyes and grabbed his hands pitifully.

"Please stay with me, husband~"

Su Muchen's throat felt dry when she grabbed his hand. He looked at the innocent little face and poured himself a bowl of soup.

"Then I just drank some soup, and ate a little with others in the afternoon."

Ji Fanxing made an "oh" sound, and lowered her head to poke the sea cucumber with an unconcealed look of disappointment. After a while, she leaned on the bed without eating a single bite, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

"Why don't you eat?"

Su Muchen tried to keep a distance from her and observed the growth of her wound from time to time. Now even the blood scab had faded away, leaving only a faint trace.

She wiped her eyes. "I'm not in the mood to eat."

He cursed softly and stuffed a sea cucumber into his stomach. He felt like he was accompanying the prince to study.

"I'll accompany you, eat a little."

Now he felt like he could light a cigarette with his breath, and even in meetings he, who was usually calm, got very angry over a minor problem reported by a senior executive.

Qiao Yu came to the meeting on behalf of Ji Fanxing, and was frightened by him. The executives almost thought they had to go home through the window today...

After the meeting, Qiao Yu, sweating all over, quickly sent a message to Ji Fanxing: "Minister, Mr. Su doesn't seem very happy. How about you comfort him?"

After a while, there was only one word on the phone.

【Should】

Qiao Yu wiped his sweat and understood. It was because President Su did not coax the minister. Maybe he has been sleeping in the study every day recently.

When the deer antler soup was served, Su Muchen spat out the chrysanthemum tea in his mouth.

Ji Fanxing held the soup with a gentle smile on her face.

"Honey, it's time to eat."

That feels more like Dalang taking medicine...

[Actually, I didn’t intend to cook in this chapter, but he insisted, so okay, I cooked one]