Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After the door closed, leaving both of them in the room, Feng Tianlan let go of her hand. She blushed and said, “In front of outsiders, you are not allowed to say things meant for the bedroom.”
This was the secret between her and Mobai. Only the two of them should know about the intimacy of their love.
Seeing how shy Feng Tianlan was, Si Mobai’s eyes filled with love. “Okay, in the future I will just say them in front of you. If I break my words, I will pin you to the bed and eat you up.”
“You…” she was so flustered by his words that she wanted to lower her head and bury her face in her hands. Yet she felt flushed and her heart was thumping erratically. She was quite looking forward to it.
Was it shameful to have such expectations?
Would Mobai think that she was a bad woman?
Si Mobai looked at her bashfulness and felt his heart overflow with happiness. However, at the same time, he could feel the agonizing pain throughout his entire body. Even if it hurt him, he would still want to see her smile shyly at him.
As long as she loved him, no matter how painful it was, he could endure it.
“‘Come give me a hug.” Si Mobai spread his arms.
Feng Tianlan took off her shoes and got on the bed. She nestled in his arms, smelling the strong, masculine scent that belonged to him. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. She could feel his body trembling and quickly looked up at him with concern, “Mobai, are you still in pain?”
“A little, but it’s okay. With you in my arms, no matter how painful it is, it won’t hurt anymore.” Si Mobai endured the pain and pretended to look at her casually.
Even though loving her would lead to heart-wrenching pain, he still wanted to love her even more deeply. Even though hugging her would cause his heart and skin to burn, he still wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and never let go.
Let it continue to hurt. Perhaps one day, he would be numbed to the pain and he would be able to do whatever he wanted.
Si Mobai hugged her closer. Still worried, she asked, “Mobai, is your headache really caused by the regaining of your memories?”
He murmured in affirmation and reached out to pinch her nose. “You addressed me wrongly. You should call me husband. We are married. I love hearing you call me husband.”
Because he was afraid that one day, she would stop calling him that.
The word “husband” sounded so melodious coming out of her mouth, he wanted to hear it even if it hurt.
“Husband,” Feng Tianlan called out softly again. Her voice carried a hint of shyness. It was obvious that she was not used to calling him that.
However, Si Mobai found this demure, soft, and tender voice very pleasant to the ear. He hugged her tightly in his arms. He just wanted to hug her a little tighter and a little longer. He just wanted to never let go.
“What’s wrong?” Feng Tianlan sensed that something was not right. She could feel his breathing became rapid. She wanted to raise her head to look at him, but she was not able to as his chin was pressed against the top of her head and he was hugging her tightly.
“I’m thinking that if I really have to become Wu Ya again so that it won’t hurt, then I’d rather be in pain forever.”
As long as he would not die, as long as he could still love Lan’er, he was willing to be in pain forever and would not need to compromise with Bi Ling in any way.
Hearing his words, Feng Tianlan was stunned for a moment before asking, “What will happen if you become Wu Ya again?”
Si Mobai thought about what might happen in the future and replied with a somewhat ethereal voice, “Perhaps, Wu Ya will continue to love Yunyi..”
