Wan Chu’er broke free from his fiery lips, asking with a hoarse voice, "Jiang... Jiang Kechu, what’s wrong with you?"
She felt like the current Jiang Kechu was a wild beast that had escaped its cage, completely devoid of his usual gentleness and restraint, indulging without bounds, fervently unleashing himself upon her.
Wan Chu’er’s slightly nervous voice fell on Jiang Kechu’s ears, like the evening bell of an ancient temple, crisply striking his heart, awakening him.
He glanced at Wan Chu’er with eyes wide open, feeling the softness and fragrance in his arms, gradually stopping his ravaging hands, turned over, lifted Wan Chu’er, pressed her against his chest, then closed his eyes and fell silent.
Wan Chu’er blinked her eyes, that was it? She was ready.
She swallowed her saliva, raised her head to look at Jiang Kechu, but saw only his sharply defined chin with a bluish hue.
She reached out to touch his chin, feeling a slight prickle at her fingertips.
A large hand reached out, grabbing her meddling little hand.
"Jiang Kechu, why did you suddenly stop? I wasn’t satisfied yet," Wan Chu’er muttered bravely.
A vibration came from Jiang Kechu’s chest – this girl.
He sat up again, his eyes slightly narrowed, the corner of his mouth curling into a half-smile as he looked at her. That look, with its hooked intensity, left her flustered and deeply stirred.
Wan Chu’er bit her lip, stretched out her hands, and with a "roar" leapt towards Jiang Kechu.
Who would have known Jiang Kechu would roll over, causing Wan Chu’er to miss and fall onto the bed.
"Jiang Kechu!" Wan Chu’er said discontentedly as she turned around, only to see Jiang Kechu standing on the floor, neatly dressed, his aura cold, eyes deeply looking at her.
Wan Chu’er’s heartbeat quickened, knowing she couldn’t escape, she obediently sat up, blinked, and looked at him very docilely.
"Alright, I was wrong."
Jiang Kechu’s eyes slightly narrowed, unceremoniously asking, "What did you do wrong?"
Wan Chu’er sighed internally, then sincerely admitted, "First, I shouldn’t have acted on my own, going near a dangerous area; second, I should not have relied on my little cleverness to try hacking into the enemy’s system; third, I should not have used my charms on you to avoid admitting my mistakes."
That sounded quite reasonable, and Jiang Kechu was torn between exasperation and amusement.
This guy clearly knew she wouldn’t really be punished.
He frowned, chastising, "You think you are so capable, don’t you know there are always bigger fish? Do you have any idea that the building where you were hiding has been bombed to rubble..."
When Jiang Kechu lectured, especially her, he would reel off principles, intentionally hitting her where it hurt, leaving Wan Chu’er feeling very helpless.
Finally, she became irritated as well and simply played dumb, "I know, what’s done is done. Look, I’m all fine now, do as you please."
If it were any of his soldiers, they’d be punished with a 20-kilometer cross-country run.
But this is Wan Chu’er, the girl he adored.
Jiang Kechu looked around, trying to find a way to give her a lesson.
Wan Chu’er watched Jiang Kechu pacing restlessly and crisply said, "Are you thinking about how to punish me?"
Jiang Kechu glared at her!
Daring to be so smug after making a mistake.
But he couldn’t hit her, nor scold her.
No, to tell the truth, the girl might actually be looking forward to having a fight with him. According to Ma Yanmei, to persuade her to go out, Wan Chu’er had actually had a fight with her.
Wan Chu’er snickered inwardly, finding Jiang Kechu most adorable for not knowing how to deal with her.
As Jiang Kechu turned his head, he caught Wan Chu’er smiling proudly like a cat that got the cream, which caused his heart to lurch. A thought flashed through his mind and his eyes narrowed.
Wan Chu’er’s heart jumped, and the next second, she found herself lying across his thighs, his large hand smacking her bottom twice.
Jiang Kechu actually dared to spank her!
And it was on the butt, no less!
Wan Chu’er was a mix of embarrassed and annoyed but couldn’t struggle out of Jiang Kechu’s iron grip, so she yelled:
"Jiang Kechu, let me go! I’m not a little kid—how can you spank me there? You’re going too far!"
Jiang Kechu paused for a moment, his hand not stopping, continued spanking her, but with a lighter touch that was elastic and comfortable to the feel.
Wan Chu’er didn’t know what he was thinking and just kept on struggling and shouting.
Such struggling led to unavoidable touches and since she was lying across his thighs, she was very close to that place.
Jiang Kechu’s face quickly took on an odd expression, feeling a surge of heat below, he knew he couldn’t go on, so he stopped and let Wan Chu’er go.
Once Wan Chu’er was free, she crawled away from him and only after standing at a distance did she point at Jiang Kechu and angrily say:
"Jiang Kechu, you’re too much! Do you think I’m a three-year-old? How dare you spank my butt."
Jiang Kechu casually replied, "Don’t you call me ’uncle’ all the time?"
Wan Chu’er was at a loss for words, indignantly thinking to herself: Never again will I call him uncle.
"That’s still no excuse. You’re not allowed to spank me ever again, otherwise I will... ignore you," Wan Chu’er said, her face taut, speaking earnestly.
A lightbulb went off in Jiang Kechu’s head; he’d finally found a way to handle this girl. Hmm, spanking wasn’t such a bad idea.
He snorted and said, "Next time you’re naughty and do something bad, just stick out your butt and wait for punishment."
Wan Chu’er’s mouth twitched, a somewhat dirty thought crossing her mind; she quickly shook her head, firmly stating, "I disagree!"
Jiang Kechu’s mouth curled into a smirk, his gaze turning sly as he looked at her tenderly and said lightly, "You were just saying it wasn’t enough, weren’t you?"
Wan Chu’er stalled, then realizing what he meant, she swallowed hard, figuring out that he was playing the seduction game with her.
"What... what do you want?" she asked, somewhat stammeringly.
Jiang Kechu arched an eyebrow, his gaze deep and meaningful, "If you behave well, I’ll make it worth your while."
Wan Chu’er felt her face burning and managed to say with great difficulty, "You... you... you’re awful."
"Ha ha ha—" Jiang Kechu burst into laughter and then got up to embrace Wan Chu’er.
His girl was actually this adorable.
"Alright, it’s getting late, I should take you back," Jiang Kechu said, hugging her and walking outside.
Wan Chu’er, however, didn’t want to leave, she pouted and said, "You just spanked me, to make up for my injured little heart, you need to comfort me."
"How should I comfort you?"
Wan Chu’er whispered something in his ear, Jiang Kechu chuckled and shook his head, then cradled her face for a French kiss.
Then he said, "No rush, we’ll take our time in the future."
Wan Chu’er jabbed him with her elbow and walked out the door, huffily taking the lead.
Back at home, only Xiao Bai was in the living room, still watching TV.
He gave Wan Chu’er a once-over, "I thought you wouldn’t be coming back tonight."
Wan Chu’er replied, "That was what I wanted, but, unfortunately, Jiang Kechu didn’t agree."
Xiao Bai stumbled, staring at Wan Chu’er with wide eyes as she walked upstairs with her head held high.
Shouldn’t that line be the other way around?!