The more he said this, the more flustered the young girl became.
She buried herself deeper into his embrace, her cheeks flushed crimson and warm to the touch.
Bo Shiyue scooped her up horizontally and called softly, “Tangtang~”
After a moment of hesitation, Mu Wantang cautiously peeked out from his arms. Her soft, adorable, and innocent expression stirred Bo Shiyue’s restless heart.
Carrying her, he walked toward the bathroom.
The showerhead turned on, water droplets pattering down, the sound masking soft whimpers.
The last traces of sunset glow were swallowed by the night.
Outside the window.
The bright moon met dark clouds, its pure and flawless surface tinged with a faint gray, stealing away the moonlit beauty.
Dewdrops fell on leaves, the sound of water droplets causing flower branches to tremble. Roses bent vulnerably in the wind and rain, allowing the downpour to beat their petals to the ground and crush them.
The scene was enchanting and decadent, the air thick with a sweet, intoxicating fragrance.
A long while later, the young girl was carried out of the bathroom.
Her body soft and limp, she leaned against his chest. Her fair, slender arms glistened with moisture under the light, whether from water droplets or fragrant sweat.
Placed on the bed, she lay lazily, unwilling to move.
Bo Shiyue looked at the drowsy girl and shook his head with a mix of helplessness and adoration.
After all, he was the one who had spoiled her so thoroughly!
He picked up several skincare bottles from the dressing table and carefully applied them to Mu Wantang’s face in order.
Taking care of her skin.
So she wouldn’t fuss tomorrow morning after waking up.
After finishing her face, Bo Shiyue, wrapped in his bathrobe, returned to the bathroom and brought out body lotion.
Meticulously, he applied it to the girl’s body, starting from her delicate, pale neck down to her feet. A sweet, milky fragrance spread freely throughout the room.
Bo Shiyue leaned close to the girl and gave her a light kiss.
Half-asleep, Mu Wantang pushed him away. “Uncle, stop it~”
*
News of the Lu Family’s full moon banquet spread quickly.
Some speculated that the Lu Family had formed ties with the Bo Family, while others thought they might have offended them.
For a while, no one knew what to think, but skipping this banquet was not an option.
When Old Master Bo called, Bo Shiyue was still teasing the girl in bed. If she slept without eating dinner, she would wake up hungry in the middle of the night and cry.
His Little Crybaby was so spoiled.
Mu Wantang, disturbed by his antics, pouted in grievance.
With her eyes closed, she began to cry loudly, clutching his collar and refusing to let go, using his bathrobe to wipe her tears.
As if she had suffered some great injustice.
His phone vibrated nearby. Bo Shiyue quickly picked it up, afraid the noise would disturb the girl and make her cry again.
Once Bo Shiyue stopped bothering her, Mu Wantang turned over and drifted into dreamland.
Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, yet she slept soundly.
Bo Shiyue found himself amused and exasperated. He lowered his head to plant a soft kiss on her cheek, then got up and walked to the balcony to answer the call.
“Grandpa!”
He closed the balcony door but didn’t draw the curtains.
Standing there, he could still see the girl’s delicate and adorable sleeping face.
Old Master Bo held the invitation from the Lu Family and had heard some of the rumors circulating that day.
“What’s the story with the Lu Family’s full moon banquet?”
Bo Shiyue’s gaze never left Mu Wantang, profound tenderness lingering in the depths of his eyes, as if guarding a treasure he held dearer than life itself.
“Nothing, just a little tantrum from the girl. I’m coaxing her!”
Well…
Old Master Bo fell silent for a long moment, unsure how to respond. This rascal was flaunting his affection right in front of him!
He was an old man with brittle bones!
The Old Master coughed heavily twice. “Alright, you—restrain yourself a bit!”
Through the phone, hearing his low chuckle, the Old Master scolded softly, “No matter the reason, don’t let things get out of hand.”
He had heard about last week’s incident with the Xi family.
That Xi family had often caused trouble under the guise of being in-laws with the Bo family. Consider it a lesson—he wouldn’t say more.
He just hoped Bo Shiyue wouldn’t let things go too far because of Mu Wantang.
He still felt some concern over Bo Shiyue’s obsessive, almost maddening nature.
Bo Shiyue gave a noncommittal “Hmm” and hurriedly ended the call. Tiptoeing, he opened the balcony door, walked to the bedside, lifted the covers, and slipped in.
He turned off his phone immediately.
Nothing in the world was going to disturb him holding his little wife while she slept.
As soon as he lay down, Mu Wantang fumbled over, resting her head on his arm and settling into a comfortable position in his embrace.
The young woman had grown accustomed to falling asleep with him by her side.
At the break of dawn, Bo Shiyue woke up. Though he moved carefully, he still ended up disturbing Mu Wantang.
Half-asleep, she felt something pressing down on her.
She struggled with all her might but was no match for him.
Slowly stirred into arousal, she passively yielded. Several times, Mu Wantang drowsily tried to climb off the bed, only to be pulled back by an arm wrapped around her slender waist.
Too sleepy to even open her eyes, she still managed to cry pitifully, tears streaming down like raindrops on pear blossoms.
Her hands flailed, scratching Bo Shiyue several times before she finally calmed down and fell back into a deep sleep.
Seeing the tear stains still wet on Mu Wantang’s cheeks, Bo Shiyue felt a twinge of guilt.
But whenever she was in his arms, his self-control simply vanished.
Mu Wantang slept until the sun was high in the sky before she drowsily sat up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself already cradled in Bo Shiyue’s embrace.
“Awake?”
Bo Shiyue’s voice was gentle. The young woman leaned against his shoulder, her eyes not fully open yet, and slowly nodded her little head.
Her dazed expression made Bo Shiyue feel that his Tangbao was more adorable than ever.
He pinched her chin and planted a light kiss on her lips.
Carrying her to the bathroom, he set her down on the countertop. Wetting a towel, he gently wiped her face and hands.
Then he squeezed toothpaste onto an electric toothbrush and carefully guided it into her mouth.
Throughout the entire process, Mu Wantang’s eyes remained barely open. Once she was freshened up, he carried her to the dressing table.
Bo Shiyue skillfully picked up a wooden comb and began carefully combing her hair.
“Tangtang~”
Gazing at the sleepy young woman in the mirror, Bo Shiyue pinched her cheek.
Then he whispered in her ear, “Time to eat!”
In an instant, the previously drowsy girl widened her eyes.
Energetically, she nodded. “Mhm, let’s eat!”
Her mind was somewhat alert, but her body still seemed uncooperative. As she stood up, her feet tangled, and she stumbled into Bo Shiyue’s arms, who promptly swept her up into a bridal carry.
After lunch…
The young girl nestled shamelessly in his embrace. Remembering he needed to take her to the evening banquet later, Bo Shiyue carried her into the car today.
The Special Assistant waiting by the entrance couldn’t suppress the twitching at the corner of his mouth.
Twelve o’clock – only now heading to the office, and bringing along this little ancestor?
He lifted his gaze to check today’s sun – indeed rising from the east as usual!
How could Mr. Bo bear to take out his meticulously cherished Songbird?