Leng Lingxiao had just been about to say something to Shen Yiming when Tang Xiaowan suddenly flung open the door and came out.
The three of them looked at each other, each harboring their own thoughts.
Tang Xiaowan: "Hmph, stinky Shen Yiming, you still want to laugh at my Huahua, dream on!"
Leng Lingxiao: "Tangtang understands me best."
Shen Yiming: "Geez, this handsome guy hasn’t even shown his full potential yet, and you’re already out to save the day?"
A sweet voice broke the standoff.
"Huahua, I’m so hungry!" Tang Xiaowan said coquettishly as she snuggled up to Leng Lingxiao’s arm, "Did you make anything I love?"
Leng Lingxiao immediately straightened up: "Yes, of course, everything you love."
"Wow, that’s great, let’s go downstairs then."
Your perfect coordination, you guys are really something!
Noticing that Tang Xiaowan was without shoes, Leng Lingxiao gently brushed her nose and then hoisted her up sideways.
The two sweetly left together.
Shen Yiming followed behind with a face full of disdain, muttering to himself: "Unfaithful guy for a pretty face, no humanity, no heaven!"
"Ling Xiao, let’s hang out this weekend," Leng Lingxiao suddenly asked.
He still had to maintain their friendship.
"Yo, you finally remembered me, leaving me aside... for a whole day!" Shen Yiming complained while waving his fist at Leng Lingxiao.
"It was only half a day."
"Alright, alright, I’m not arguing with you. Where are we going, and what’s the budget?"
"You decide, you choose."
"That’s more like it! Then I really need to think this through, huh! It won’t be cheap, spending tens of thousands!"
"Sure, think as you eat. No rush."
With Shen Yiming, this mischievous friend, dinner was very enjoyable, with bursts of hearty laughter from time to time.
Even the always stern Cheng Shi was amused, quietly admiring what a great guy Shen Yiming was.
At ten o’clock at night, the night had deepened.
This night was crucial for Leng Lingxiao; if not handled well, he might face expulsion.
Thus, he took a quick cold shower in his room to knock on the master bedroom door, so as to avoid any uncontrollable and embarrassing situations.
But Tang Xiaowan did one better, wrapping herself tightly in a cool summer quilt.
"Tangtang, are you a rice dumpling?"
"Cut it out, no way."
Leng Lingxiao shook his head slightly with a smirk.
His athletic posture was like walking pheromones, making Tang Xiaowan’s eyes widen.
He was always quite handsome!
But why did he suddenly seem even more attractive after getting married?
Look at those solid muscles, that stunningly handsome face, and the swagger in his step. Oh gosh, so charming when he smiles!
My taste is really the best!
Watching him, Tang Xiaowan suddenly felt her drool almost escaping, embarrassed to find herself so attracted to a man.
"Tangtang, Tangtang, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, that... Are you sleeping here tonight?" Tang Xiaowan asked awkwardly, quickly feeling stupid for asking. Get full chapters from ɴovelfire.net
As the old saying goes: A single night in spring is worth a thousand gold!
If she were a man, she’d definitely want to sleep with her Little Wife tonight.
"Yes, we’re already husband and wife. If I go sleep in the other room, it might spark gossip, which isn’t good," Leng Lingxiao explained with a smile.
It sounded like an excuse, but Tang Xiaowan didn’t want to expose him since she had lied first.
"Oh, okay, there seems to be another silk quilt in the closet. Meijuan might have placed it... you’ll have to find it yourself, I forgot."
"No need, one is enough."
Really? The two of us under one quilt?
"I ate so many shredded radishes tonight, what if I want to fart?"
Oh my goodness, my beautiful image!
Leng Lingxiao saw Tang Xiaowan wasn’t speaking, so he naturally took off his robe and pulled out the silk quilt that was wrapped around her.
With one lift of the quilt, a breeze came in.
Their legs unintentionally touched together, smooth and slippery, and Tang Xiaowan did not dodge.
After all, she loved Leng Lingxiao very much, but the shyness of a young girl was too intense, and she did not know how to face her new identity.
So, she began to mutter.
"I’m Huahua’s wife, Leng Lingxiao’s wife, the lady of the manor, the chairman’s wife.
I love Huahua, and Huahua loves me too!
Whatever he wants to do is perfectly reasonable."
Just as Tang Xiaowan was about to take the initiative to admit fault, Leng Lingxiao turned off the bedside lamp.
"Why are you turning off the lights?"
This reaction was simply too intense!
"Do you sleep with the lights on?" Leng Lingxiao asked with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Oh, no... no lights, I forgot."
"Silly girl, don’t worry, I’m a good person, I definitely won’t force you to do anything."
With that, Tang Xiaowan suddenly felt her face burning hot, redder than when Leng Lingxiao had come in earlier, like a cooked shrimp.
Annoying! I didn’t even say anything.
To hide her embarrassment, she slowly turned her body to the side, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
Little did she know that within a minute, a man’s magnetic voice came to her ear, "Hey, are you sleepy, do you want to play a little game?"
A little game? Role-playing?
Forget it, it’s safer to be sleepy.
Tang Xiaowan had a brief internal struggle and responded, "No thanks, I’m very sleepy."
She thought that was the end of it and that she could finally sleep peacefully, but that was not the case.
Leng Lingxiao stretched out his arm, wrapped it around her slender waist, and flipped her entire body over into his embrace.
Holding her tightly, his eyes filled with adoration.
"Sleep well, good night, I love you." Leng Lingxiao gently kissed Tang Xiaowan’s smooth forehead with a light, tender voice.
Tang Xiaowan didn’t speak, just lay there quietly, letting the man gently pat her back.
She even enjoyed the touch—his broad chest and the strong heartbeat gave her a strong sense of belonging.
As time ticked away, soon Tang Xiaowan heard the man’s even breathing.
Wow, he’s asleep? That was fast!
It must be because he’s so tired from work.
She held her breath, carefully lifting her head and slightly moving upward, then like a thief, kissed Leng Lingxiao’s thin lips.
"Huahua, I love you, I really love you!"
Her voice was soft, tinged with shyness.
Unknowingly, Tang Xiaowan drifted into sweet dreams, and only then did Leng Lingxiao open his eyes.
With his Little Wife in his arms, how could he possibly sleep? He was only pretending to let her feel at ease; they couldn’t both stay up until dawn, after all.
His wife’s skin was smooth as snow, her body soft as boneless. As a husband, it was indeed very tough.
Not to mention, the girl inherently had a intoxicating body scent.
While Leng Lingxiao laid awake, in a bar’s private room, Jiang Kexin was conspiring with a middle-aged man against his Little Wife, Tang Xiaowan.
"Here’s the deposit, we’ll settle the rest together."
With that, Jiang Kexin placed five bundles of cash on the dazzling glass table.
"Miss Jiang, rest assured, I will handle this matter... beautifully! And remember your promise when the time comes." The man smirked, clearly set on securing his end.
"A deal is a deal, I await the good news."
Jiang Kexin dropped this line and, with a smile, got up and left the private room.
As soon as she exited the bar, she sprayed herself with perfume several times, feeling nauseated by the man’s crudeness, as if staying any longer would degrade her dignity.
Little did she know, the man in the private room was now sternly looking at the cash bundles.
"What a deadly beauty, she’s quite ruthless!"