Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Sihan carried Nan Zhi to the bed and brought the cup of brown sugar water over to her. “Drink it. ”
Nan Zhi took the cup and saw that it was brown sugar water.
The faint hint of steam rising from the cup covered her eyes, making it difficult for him to see her expression .
Mu Sihan stood by the side and his eyebrows raised slightly, seeing that she was not drinking. “Afraid that I would drug you? You’re not feeling well and I’m not a jerk to that extent yet!”
Deep inside, Nan Zhi was just a little touched.
This was only a small matter, but since giving birth to Xiaojie, her period had been irregular and painful, and she had always got through it by herself. She would never have expected Mu Sihan to do something like this.
She took a sip.
Hmm, it was too sweet.
“How much sugar did you put in?”
“Half a packet! If it’s not enough, I’ll borrow another packet from the owner.”
Nan Zhi was speechless. Was he trying to make her die from sweetness?
Under his overbearing eyes, Nan Zhi did not say anything, and finished drinking the overly sweet brown sugar water.
She wanted to return to her room after drinking it, but the man pressed her shoulders down holding her in place. “Sleep here tonight.”
Nan Zhi refused outright. “No.”
How would she face her colleagues tomorrow if they found out?
Mu Sihan leaned over and pressed her body down so she was leaning against the pillows. “It seems like you still have the strength to resist. How about we don’t sleep and have some fun. For example, the thing you did for me in the caveー”
Before Mu Sihan could finish his words, Nan Zhi raised her hand and covered his mouth, her face flaming red. “Don’t mention that again!”
Mu Sihan blew lightly on her palm, his dark eyes both menacing and charming, making people unable to resist him. “Be good, sleep here tonight.”
Without waiting for her to say anything, he pulled open the covers and carried her down with him onto the bed.
Nan Zhi was trapped in his embrace, unable to move and his hand took the opportunity to lift up her pajamas. Nan Zhi thought the beast in him had been aroused again, that he wanted to do it even though she was on her period. She struggled to resist…
Mu Sihan saw she was uneasy and growled, “Why are you moving around? You’ll make me hard again.”
Nan Zhi had never seen a person who was so arrogant, even when he was the one taking advantage of her. “Why are you lifting my top?”
“The owner doesn’t have a hot water bottle here so I wanted to use my hand.” Seeing her red ears, he could not help but tease her, a wicked smile on his lips. “What do you think I’m doing? Getting hard from touching your stomach?”
Nan Zhi wanted to kick him to the ends of the Pacific Ocean.
Knowing that she was feeling unwell, he did not tease her further. Putting his palm on her flat stomach, he rubbed it gently with soft, soothing motions.
They were so close to each other that she could smell the scent on his body.
Many successful men liked to spray cologne but he did not. His body had a strong and natural masculine scent which was extremely refreshing and charming. It was uniquely him and unconsciously, it made her want to draw closer.
Nan Zhi suddenly thought of her deceased uncle. Compared to her father, Nan Weiye, her uncle had given her a lot more care when she was still a child. Now leaning against Mu Sihan’s chest, she felt like she was leaning in her uncle’s broad embrace.
It was very warm.
“What are you thinking about?” The man’s low voice sounded in her ears.
“I thought of my uncle…”
Before she had finished, the man’s hand on her stomach suddenly retracted.
Nan Zhi noticed that something was wrong and wanted to look at him, but her head was held down by him. “Sleep!”
His voice seemed to have became colder.
Perhaps her body was too tired, but Nan Zhi succumbed to her tiredness soon after.
…
When she woke up again, it was because she was startled awake by Mu Sihan beside her, who was having a nightmare. It was not yet morning. Shifting slightly, she opened her eyes and under the soft orange light, shelooked at Mu Sihan, who was drenched in cold sweat, his eyes closed tightly. When she looked closer with furrowed eyebrows, she saw that his expression was twisted in pain.
“Father, no…”
He was having a nightmare.
Nan Zhi pulled out a few pieces of tissue, wanting to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but he opened his eyes suddenly before she could touch him. His gaze was cold and bloodthirsty.
