This loud shout successfully caught the old man’s attention, causing even his voice to rise a pitch: “Who is speaking?”
Lu Heng immediately responded: “Nothing, that was just the TV sound.”
Fu Jia had been shouting on the stairs for a long time. Seeing that his husband was ignoring him, he pouted and rushed down from upstairs.
“Hubby!” With a burst of momentum, he charged forward and precisely rolled right into Lu Heng’s arms.
“Hubby, I just finished taking a shower. Come quickly and smell how fragrant I am.”
Someone who was practically dizzy from his fragrance hurriedly fumbled for his phone, hanging up the call before the old man could issue a second round of questioning.
The air was suffused with a rich white peach fragrance, faintly carrying a trace of milky sweetness.
Lu Heng felt as though a large, fragrant, soft, and warm body pillow had been stuffed into his arms.
Fu Jia had just stepped out of the shower, his body draped in a layer of moist vapor. His fair cheeks were also flushed rosy by the heat, and his pair of eyes were misty with moisture, making them look all the more clear and moving.
With such warm fragrance and tender jade crashing full into his arms, Lu Heng was so stunned that he didn’t even know where to put his hands.
Butler Wang, who had hurried over to check on the situation after hearing the commotion in the hall, glanced at the living room, his old face instantly blushing red as he drifted away.
He had told them their master wouldn’t be able to hold out!
Lu Heng was probably shocked by Fu Jia’s atomic-bomb-like launch into his arms, as he didn’t push him away for a long, long time.
Fu Jia looked at that nearly perfect face of his at close range, his little heart pounding wildly without stopping.
He even sharp-sightedly spotted a trace of a suspicious blush on the tips of Lu Heng’s ears.
Ooh.
His ears can even turn red, so cute!
“Hubby.” The person in his arms let out a soft, sweet sound, and Lu Heng reacted with lightning speed to cover his mouth.
“Shut up!” he low-key scolded.
His palm brushed against a touch of warmth and softness, scalding him so much that he quickly pulled his hand away again.
Fu Jia looked at him aggrievedly, his voice muffled: “What are you doing.”
Being a beauty to begin with, whenever he looked aggrieved he became all the more pitiful, enough to melt anyone’s heart upon seeing him.
Unfortunately, Lu Heng remained unmoved.
He moved the person in his arms a bit further away: “Didn’t the butler prepare a room for you?”
The butler had already taken Fu Jia to see his room before dinner.
But Fu Jia wasn’t willing, making a fuss about wanting to sleep with Lu Heng.
“But tonight is our wedding night!” Fu Jia said righteously. “How can we sleep in separate rooms!”
He had been hungry for eighteen years; what was wrong with eating just for today? Was it illegal to want to sleep with his own husband? What did he do wrong?
However, his husband’s firm and rejecting attitude made people angry: “No.”
“How can a man say no! Your name clearly has the word Heng in it!” Fu Jia said with a completely serious expression.
Lu Heng: “”
Having no other choice, Lu Heng had to resort to a threat: “Go sleep in your room, or else go sleep outside.”
Fu Jia showed an aggrieved expression, flattened his mouth, and obediently went upstairs on his own.
Hmph! If we don’t sleep together, then we don’t sleep together!
Fu Jia returned to his room in a huff.
The room the butler arranged for Fu Jia was much larger than his original home in the real world and the Fu family’s house combined, equipped with its own private bathroom and a floor-to-ceiling glass balcony, decorated even more luxuriously than a five-star hotel.
He lay flat on his back on the comfortable, soft large bed, hugging the quilt and sighing regretfully.
To think that after reaching adulthood, I still have to live such a plain, water-like life. TvT
A comfortable sleeping environment is indeed important. Fu Jia only felt sad for a few minutes before sleeping soundly until he woke up naturally.
When he changed his clothes and went downstairs, the butler was downstairs directing a few maids to clean up.
“Good morning, Butler Wang.” Fu Jia greeted him full of vitality.
The butler nodded and smiled at him: “Good morning, Madam.”
Even though. It was already eleven-thirty in the morning.
Fu Jia turned his head to look around: “Where is my husband? I’m going to give him an enthusiastic morning kiss!”
The butler’s expression paused: “Sir. Has already gone to the company.”
He had even been gone for several hours.
“Ah! He’s so early?” Fu Jia silently sighed; to think his husband was actually a model worker.
“Then when will he be back?”
Butler: “Sir generally comes back around evening.”
Ah? Then wouldn’t he be bored all by himself for the entire day?!
“Does Madam need to eat some breakfast now?” the butler politely reminded him.
Fu Jia was very depressed: “I’m in a bad mood, just eat a little casually!”
Half an hour later, the person who had said he was in a bad mood and wanted to eat a little casually piled his breakfast and lunch together and ate a double portion.
The butler calmly directed the kitchen maids to clear away the table full of empty plates.
Fu Jia stroked his round belly and burped.
“So boring. What can I do here?” He looked into the distance, his gaze gradually turning melancholic.
It was enough to make the butler empathize. Since Madam was so young, he must be missing home, right?
Fu Jia did indeed miss home a bit.
Back home, his daily routine every day was learning to become an outstanding danmei shou, but because of his strong talent and good learning ability, he often scored high marks.
Aside from studying, his only other two hobbies for passing the time were reading adult manga and watching adult live-action sparring videos.
But after coming here, even these two little hobbies had been stripped away!
At home, he always watched high-definition uncensored stuff, with super many types and a complete variety of everything.
But here. As long as it was above the neck, even mosaics couldn’t be seen.
Seriously! Fu Jia angrily exited the manga that had blacked out the screen right at the crucial moment and closed his phone.
“If Madam finds it boring, there is a study room on the third floor, as well as a gym, a screening room,” the butler suggested from the side, “Or if you have any thoughts about going out shopping, I can arrange for a driver to take you.”
Fu Jia had zero interest in reading books or watching movies.
Fitness. Not fit at all.
As for shopping. He had no money.
The butler read his expression and continued asking: “Playing games? Do you have any games you like to play?”
Kids around their Madam’s age should all pretty much love playing games, right?
Fu Jia thought about it: Games? Is it a live-action simulation adult game?
The thought in his mind had just risen when he immediately strangled it in the cradle: Impossible, impossible! Absolutely impossible in this world!
The butler helped him download a few recently popular games.
Fu Jia initially played a PVP battle mobile game, but as soon as he entered actual combat he flopped, and was even chased and cursed at by teammates, causing his mentality to collapse beyond repair.
Afterwards, he decisively abandoned online gaming and found his comfort zone in single-player games.
He played a tower defense strategy game, and the butler stood nearby watching and advising: “Madam. You shouldn’t plant so many sunflowers, you need to get some defensive-type plants.”
Fu Jia went his own way: “I don’t want to! Sunflowers are so pretty, I’m going to plant sunflowers.”
The butler: “”
Under his insistence, Fu Jia played for two or three hours before barely passing a few levels, yet he still played with great relish.
When Lu Heng arrived home, he saw someone lying sprawled out on the sofa, holding a phone and playing games with obsession.
He stood behind the sofa, watching silently for a few minutes.
“Ahahaha! Why are you eating my sunflowers again?!” Fu Jia angrily poked the flower-eating zombie on the screen, “You’re not allowed to eat!”
Lu Heng: “”
“If you plant two rows of pea shooters behind the sunflowers, they won’t be able to eat your sunflowers.” He couldn’t help chiming in with a reminder.
The person who had just been lying flat on the sofa heard his voice, instantly scrambled up from the sofa, his tone excited: “Hubby, you’re finally back!”
“You weren’t here, and they always bully me!” Fu Jia aggrievedly poked the arrogant and aggressive zombie on the screen, softly lodging a complaint with Lu Heng.
Lu Heng wore a poker face: “If you don’t plant pea shooters again, your brain is going to get eaten.”
“”
“Hubby is right!” Fu Jia immediately planted two rows of defensive plants according to his instructions, finally protecting the sunflowers that occupied most of the screen.
“Hubby, you’re so amazing! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have known how to play.” Fu Jia lit up with star eyes, looking at Lu Heng with an expression of worship.
The butler on the side had complicated feelings.
He advised and it fell on deaf ears, but when Sir advises it’s the absolute truth, huh?
Madam really knows how to double-standard.
After playing games all afternoon, Fu Jia felt his energy was completely depleted and urgently needed a recharge.
Lu Heng ate his dinner in the downstairs dining room today.
To prevent someone from sneaking into his room again, he even moved places to eat.
Unfortunately, defense is hard against every trick, and by nighttime he was still sneaked into by someone.
At that time Lu Heng was sitting on the bed, preparing to fall asleep.
A dark shadow darted over from the door like a rabbit, climbing into his bed in one smooth motion.
The maids in the house wouldn’t casually enter his room, so before going to sleep he usually just closed the door and rarely locked it.
He hadn’t expected someone to exploit an opening today.
Lu Heng furrowed his brows: “What are you doing here?”
Fu Jia raised an innocent face: “Crawling into bed.”
“”
Lu Heng seemed dumbfounded by his reply, and Fu Jia seized this opportunity, flipped open the quilt and burrowed straight inside.
Halfway in, he was ruthlessly hauled out by a large hand.
“What on earth do you want to do?” A trace of irritation tinted Lu Heng’s voice.
Fu Jia blinked, answering very honestly: “Want to sleep with you!”
Fu Jia found it strange; wasn’t he being obvious enough?
“”
There was a warm-colored small lamp lit on the bedside of Lu Heng’s bedroom, enveloping the two people at the head of the bed within its glow.
The light was hazy, and the scene ought to have been very warm and romantic.
However:
“Get out.” Lu Heng coldly issued an eviction notice.
Fu Jia tightly hugged a large pillow from his bedside, shaking his head with a fierce expression: “I won’t!”
He climbed this bed with his own skill; what right did he have to tell him to get out!
Lu Heng looked at him and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Two minutes later, Fu Jia, along with his pillow, was tossed out of Lu Heng’s master bedroom door, and the door was ruthlessly and heavily slammed shut right in front of his face.
Fu Jia stood outside the door feeling weak, helpless, and pitiful for a while, then angrily hugged his pillow and went back to his room.
Hmph! There are 365 days in a year, what’s wrong with letting him sleep for one day!
Stingy ghost!