Jiang Xue looked at Mu Qiancheng, who had a face full of smiles, and instantly became infatuated, unable to move her eyes away.
Mu Qiancheng, seeing Jiang Xue in a daze, felt delighted in his heart. He then reached out his hand and gently flicked Jiang Xue’s nose, bringing her back to her senses.
Once Jiang Xue came back to her senses and realized what she had done, her face flushed again. With her face turning red, she wanted to cover herself with the blanket. But Mu Qiancheng had already anticipated this and held down her hand, saying, "Don’t cover yourself, it’s not good for your health." For original chapters go to novel·fıre·net
Since the blanket couldn’t cover her, Jiang Xue had no choice but to turn her head away, avoiding looking at Mu Qiancheng.
Mu Qiancheng, watching Jiang Xue’s expression, chuckled lightly. His laughter made Jiang Xue feel even more embarrassed, so she stretched out her hand and pinched Mu Qiancheng hard.
"You dare to laugh at me!"
Jiang Xue pinched Mu Qiancheng’s waist, causing him to feel a burst of pain but not daring to cry out loud. He could only silently endure it, but his heart was sweet.
Seeing Mu Qiancheng in pain but unable to call out, Jiang Xue felt a great sense of relief, finally achieving a balance in her heart.
Turning her head, Jiang Xue closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
Mu Qiancheng, seeing that Jiang Xue was already asleep, quietly sat up, then moved Little Reunion aside, positioning himself next to Jiang Xue.
With the little one out of the way, Mu Qiancheng snuggled close to Jiang Xue, inhaling her pleasant fragrance, a smile spreading across his face.
Turning his head slightly, he gazed at his little wife, his eyes falling on her cherry-like lips, and one could see a restless desire stirring in him.
He really wanted to kiss her.
But what if Xue’er woke up?
It’s okay, just be gentle; she probably wouldn’t wake up.
No, no, without her consent, what if she found out and got angry?
How cowardly, can’t even kiss his own wife, could he still be considered a man?
Mu Qiancheng looked at Jiang Xue’s delicate lips, battling with himself internally. In the end, he couldn’t resist, slowly inching closer to Jiang Xue’s lips.
Closer, nearer. Mu Qiancheng was extremely nervous, his heart pounding wildly.
Finally, their lips met, a tingling sensation spreading throughout Mu Qiancheng’s body, making him forget to react for a moment, just staring blankly, eyes wide open.
After a while, Mu Qiancheng came back to his senses and began to touch her lips gently. So soft, so sweet, Mu Qiancheng had originally planned to just give a light kiss, but upon tasting it, he found the sensation too wonderful to let go of.
Until, Jiang Xue’s body shifted restlessly, frightening Mu Qiancheng into pulling away from her lips, nervously watching her, fearing she might wake up.
Luckily, Jiang Xue only moved slightly and soon fell back into a deep sleep.
Only then did Mu Qiancheng breathe a sigh of relief, pressing a hand to his chest to steady his breathing.
A stolen kiss made Mu Qiancheng’s mood increasingly joyful. Gazing at Jiang Xue’s peacefully sleeping face, ripples stirred in his heart again and again.
Mu Qiancheng’s eyes remained fixed on Jiang Xue until he grew tired, finally closing his eyes and slowly falling asleep.
A good night’s sleep.
The next morning, when Jiang Xue woke up and felt something off around her neck, she was startled. Turning to look, she discovered a long arm draped across her neck.
Following the arm, she met Mu Qiancheng’s eyes, full of laughter.
"You?" Jiang Xue was stunned, about to say something when she heard Mu Qiancheng say, "Xue’er, you’re awake?"