Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Was she really jealous of a fiancée existing only in name?
Yun Shishi was made uncomfortable by his stare, so she simply tried to pass it off. “Forget it. Is your tummy still in pain?”
He completely ignored her question, though.
“Are you perhaps jealous?”
“NO!”
“You clearly are! If you’re feeling jealous, then let me tell you: you have nothing to worry about in that aspect!”
Mu Yazhe circled his hands around her waist and forced her closer to him. He slightly turned her body over and pinned her under him. Pinching her chin, he placed his thin lips gently over hers.
This gentle kiss sealed her lips. Eventually breaking apart that simple yet sweet kiss, he gazed at her and slightly smiled.
“You only need to know that I just want you. I have no feelings for other women.”
As he said that, he held the hands of the clueless her as he led her over…
Her face instantly heated up!
“What about you? Don’t you want me?” He whispered this to her ears. Fanning her earlobe with his warm breath, her ears, all the way to her nape, tainted red.
This woman’s physical constitution was prone to blushing. She was just like a mimosa; a light touch could cause a shy blush to spread across her skin.
“You…” Yun Shishi was boiling with rage. “Enough!”
He gave her no chances to refute by jamming up her lips with his words. “I only want you. I don’t have feelings for other women.”
His words provoked her already blushing skin to turn a deeper shade of scarlet.
He kissed her softly and then enunciated, “I will bestow you with a proper title! Just not now!”
She could not help but laugh at his declaration before she blurted out, “Mu Yazhe… Can I take this as your proposal?”
The man’s face stiffened immediately. “…”
“You have gastric pain, though. If you don’t know how to restrain yourself, in time to come, you’ll be the one to suffer!” She lectured him in all seriousness.
Her words were seemingly a prediction or a curse, for as soon as she said that, his tummy’s condition, which had slightly improved, wrenched chaotically anew.
“…” This woman. Was she a person who cursed others?!
Could she be secretly cursing him to suffer from gastric pain? It was this effective as well!
Speak of the devil and it would appear. Why was this pain such a killjoy?!
A certain man would surely nurse a grievance. In order to devour this woman, since she did not like his aggressive methods, he tried to convince her with reason and move her with emotions. He was almost successful with his attempt, but the pain came back with vengeance!
D*mn…
“If your tummy is in pain, then you should rest!” She pushed him further onto the sofa, and as she was leaving, she imparted him with a few words. “Wait for me obediently; I’ll go cook some noodles for you…”
He watched her leave in consternation. All his hopes were dashed into pieces!
Staring at the morsel, which had almost entered his mouth, fly away, his mind completely went blank!
She shut the doors and held her chest with her hands. Her heart was thumping wildly.
‘I will bestow you with a proper title!’ The man’s declaration reverberated in her ears.
She dared not let his words get to her. Taking a deep breath, she proceeded preparing some noodles for the man.
After a while, a heady bowl of nutritious egg noodles was made. The ingredients in the kitchen were impressive, but once she thought of his gastric pain, she decided to cook him a bowl of noodles, instead. He would not have much of an appetite, anyway.
Her cooking skills were not impressive. However, preparing a basic noodle dish, it was not too difficult for her!
She was incomparable to Youyou, but her standards… were at least pleasing to the eye!
