Mo Yanzhou reached for an unopened bottle of mineral water, twisted off the cap, and said, “Drink.”
Mo Yanzhou was truly clueless about romance.
When a girl said something like that, she probably wanted kisses, right?
But she was genuinely thirsty. She took the water and gulped down several mouthfuls. Drinking too hastily, clear water trickled from the corner of her lips, slid down her fair neck, and disappeared into her dress.
Mo Yanzhou realized his gaze was inappropriate and glanced out the window.
“I’m done drinking.”
With an expressionless face, Mo Yanzhou screwed the cap back on and had just put the water away when the little wife in his arms shifted closer, pressing her soft, fragrant body intimately against his legs. Her two arms wrapped around his waist.
They embraced in a posture as if she wanted to merge into his very bones and blood.
Bai Yunxia had never mentioned before marriage that she was this clingy.
Her sweet, soft voice drifted into his ears, “Hubby, it feels like someone’s drumming in my head, thumping nonstop…”
People who didn’t like alcohol and had never drunk before would feel particularly awful the first time they got drunk.
Mo Yanzhou now believed Bai Yunxia’s earlier claim of not drinking was true.
Given the special occasion tonight, it was normal for her to be forced to drink.
“Wah… I feel so awful.”
Bai Yunxia’s intoxicated, affectionate eyes fixed on his lips. “Is hubby willing to make a sacrifice to help distract me?”
She was genuinely suffering.
Alcohol was no good thing.
“How should I sacrifice?”
Bai Yunxia placed her finger on his lips. “Here, let me kiss you, okay? I miss hubby’s kisses~”
Even drunk, she was still this lustful, thinking about kissing him.
Mo Yanzhou gently nibbled her finger.
“Ouch! That hurts!”
Was it really that exaggerated?
He hadn’t even used any force.
So delicate.
The delicate young mistress looked pitifully at her finger, which didn’t even have a tooth mark. “My finger gets kissed by hubby, but my lips can’t.”
“If you’re uncomfortable, stop talking.” Mo Yanzhou supported the back of her head and gently stroked it a few times. “Rest with your head down.”Hubby is stingy, won’t let me kiss~”
“You’re disgusted with me, I’m going to tattle to Grandpa and Grandma.”..”
The little wife, still unconvinced, buried her face in his shoulder and continued muttering discontentedly.
A hint of amusement flickered in Mo Yanzhou’s eyes. “Rest well tonight, and tomorrow you can go tattle.”
Grandpa and Grandma wanted to see her too. If she visited the old residence more often to keep them company, he had no objections.
He wasn’t afraid of her tattling either. Grandpa and Grandma knew his personality—it was normal not to allow kissing so soon after marriage.
Probably normal, right?
A brief doubt crossed Mo Yanzhou’s mind.
Bai Yunxia let out a “hmph!”
The curve of Mo Yanzhou’s lips lifted even higher. Her hmph didn’t scare him—he still wasn’t afraid of her tattling.
Bai Yunxia might have been truly uncomfortable, as she sat obediently on his lap, neither moving nor speaking, her body gradually relaxing.
When they arrived home, she clung to Mo Yanzhou, insisting he carry her out of the car.
Mo Yanzhou had no choice but to carry her out.
“Did your legs go weak from drinking too?”
Bai Yunxia hooked her arms around his neck, sweetly and softly cooing, “With hubby to carry me, who needs to walk?”
Did having a husband mean she didn’t need to walk anymore?
How incompetent was he at caring for his wife, that he’d turned her into such a pampered little slacker?
The servants at home were stunned to see Mo Yanzhou carrying Bai Yunxia back. Word spread instantly, and within minutes, all the servants in Cloud Creek Valley knew that the madam had the master wrapped around her finger—not only had the master gone out to pick up the madam, but he’d even carried her back in his arms.
Mo Yanzhou carried Bai Yunxia to her room. Upon entering, he noticed a light, delicate fragrance. On the white flower-shaped coffee table sat a scented diffuser, beside which was a large bouquet of Pierre de Ronsard roses.
He’d heard she arranged them herself, and the flowers were transplanted by her grandmother’s request.
Mo Yanzhou laid her on the bed. The tender, delicate beauty sank into the fresh, pale green floral bedding, her dark hair splayed out, cheeks flushed, eyes dazed. Her skirt had ridden up to her thighs, and from his angle, he could glimpse a flash of white.
He turned to leave.
“Husband, don’t go…”
Mo Yanzhou ignored her completely.
Bai Yunxia sat up, irritably ruffling her hair. Zhan Bai had advised her to drink, get tipsy, and then take liberties with Mo Yanzhou, but Mo Yanzhou hadn’t given her the chance.
Earlier in the car, she had to be more restrained—after all, the sharp-eared driver was present.
Just as she was feeling frustrated, Mo Yanzhou returned.
“Drink this, you’ll feel better.”
Bai Yunxia looked over to see a pair of slender, fair hands holding a box of strawberry-flavored yogurt.
Mo Yanzhou’s hands were truly beautiful; they must look exquisite playing the piano.
Noticing her daze, Mo Yanzhou inserted the straw and handed it to her again. “Take it.”
It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to care for others. When his parents passed away, his younger brother was still small and, unable to accept their loss, clung to him desperately.
During that period, he was the one looking after his brother.
After finally raising his brother, he ended up marrying a little princess into the household.
The gentle, obedient demeanor she showed before marriage was nothing but a form of manipulation against him.
He, the esteemed CEO of Ink Sea Group, had actually been deceived by a girl not even twenty-one.
Bai Yunxia’s dazed eyes held a hint of allure as she reached for the yogurt, her soft, smooth fingertips deliberately brushing lightly against his hand before taking it.
She bit the straw, tilting her head to look at him, then let her high heel drop, pressing her fair, delicate foot against his leg through his trousers.
Mo Yanzhou’s brow furrowed slightly as he stepped back.
With a soft thud, her leg dropped limply as if boneless.
“Get some rest early.”
Mo Yanzhou tossed out the words and hurried away.
After he left, Bai Yunxia lazily collapsed back onto the bed.
Hehe.
Progress today.
Mo Yanzhou left so quickly it almost seemed like he was fleeing in panic.
Probably afraid of being swayed by her charms.
Bai Yunxia contentedly drank the yogurt, then took a photo and sent it to Mo Yanzhou.
【Bai Yunxia: Hubby, hubby, I finished it. Was I good?】
As expected, Mo Yanzhou didn’t reply.
Hmph.
Could Mo Yanzhou just get a phone that actually receives her messages?!
It was Bai Yunxia’s first time drinking, her first time getting drunk. Her head felt heavy, and she slept late into the next morning.
Other couples, newly married or reunited after long separations, were like dry wood meeting fierce flames—yet she hadn’t even gotten a kiss last night.
At this rate, when would she ever manage to conceive Mo Yanzhou’s baby?
After washing up, Bai Yunxia went downstairs. Mo Yanzhou was wearing light gray loungewear, a tablet on the dining table, and a combination of Chinese and Western breakfast laid out.
They say men are most handsome when focused, and indeed it was true.
Eating while working—was Mo Yanzhou’s schedule really that packed?
“Good morning, husband.”
Bai Yunxia greeted him sweetly.
“Morning.”
As terse with words as ever, Mo Yanzhou didn’t even glance her way.
Bai Yunxia obediently sat across from him to eat breakfast. She took small sips, finishing half a glass of milk. “Thank you for picking me up last night, husband.”
“Your car has been driven back by the driver. The things inside have been thrown in the trash.” Mo Yanzhou still didn’t look at her while speaking.
What were the things in the car?