Chapter 388 - The Wonton-Flavored Kiss
The Crippled Boss Loves Me
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zhuang Hengyu was unable to react in time. After being pulled by Zhuang Yu and seeing his sister desperately shooting him a look not to do anything, he managed to suppress his anger. After all this, it was getting late. Shen Hanxing had been woken up in the middle of the night and had experienced a moment of life and death. No matter how strong she was, it was inevitable that she would show some fatigue.
The few of them did not waste any more time. After bidding farewell, they went back to their respective homes. When Ji Qian took the car, she was so sleepy that she nodded her head. As soon as she entered the house, she yawned loudly. âBig Brother and Sister-in-law, Iâm going upstairs to rest first.â
âGo ahead,â Shen Hanxing replied gently. She handed Ji Qian an ice towel. âPut some ice on your face before you go to sleep.â
Ji Qian took the ice towel and placed it on her face. She shivered from the cold. âItâs so cold. Thank you, Sister-in-law. Iâll go upstairs first.â
After Ji Qian went upstairs, Shen Hanxing raised her head to look at Ji Yan beside her. She softly said, âMr. Ji?â When Shen Hanxing was around, Ji Yanâs gaze would always fall on her. No matter what time it was, as long as she looked back, she would always see those deep black eyes, which were gentle and deep.
Shen Hanxingâs drowsiness dissipated a little. She curled the corners of her lips and looked at the sky outside. âIâm a little hungry. Mr. Ji, do you want to have some supper together?â
Ji Yan looked at Shen Hanxing and replied in a low voice, âOkay.â
After a long night, Shen Hanxingâs stomach was indeed feeling a little empty. She opened the refrigerator and took a look. âThere are wontons. How about we cook some wontons?â
âOkay.â Ji Yanâs adamâs apple moved slightly. His gaze fell on Shen Hanxingâs face. They only turned on the corridor light. The dim yellow light fell on Shen Hanxingâs face, coating it with a layer of warm light. The distance between them was very close, it was so close that Ji Yan could easily see the fine hair on Shen Hanxingâs face. It was as though as long as he lowered his head a little, he could easily kiss her and taste her sweetness.
Shen Hanxing counted the small wontons and brought them into the kitchen. She skillfully heated the wok with oil, stir-fried the shredded meat, and added the soup stock that the servants had prepared earlier. Soon, as the soup stock boiled, she lifted the lid of the wok and put in the small wontons. Hot steam instantly filled the previously empty kitchen. This scene made Shen Hanxing look extremely gentle. A strand of hair fell from her ear, and Ji Yanâs heart itched slightly. He took a step forward and carefully tucked the hair behind her ear. Shen Hanxing looked up at him with moist eyes and a faint smile.
At this moment, Ji Yan felt that his empty heart, which had been floating in the air, seemed to have returned to its roots in an instant. This was probably the taste of homeâ¦
The Auntie who was staying in the maidâs room was woken up. When she saw that Shen Hanxing and Ji Yan were busy in the kitchen, she hurriedly took a couple of steps forward. She asked, âSir and Madam, why didnât you call me when you wanted to eat?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs fine. The two of us were just going to have a snack.â Shen Hanxing smiled and served the cooked wontons. Ji Yan naturally took the bowl. He was dressed in a straight suit, and he was even more handsome than the others when he held the bowl. Shen Hanxing found it funny. She shook her head at the helpless maid beside her. She told the maid, âItâs still early. You should sleep a little longer. Donât worry about us.â
The maid hesitated. At this moment, a pair of dark eyes landed on her with a hint of coldness. It made oneâs body tremble. The maid came back to her senses and naturally said, âThen if you have something you need, just call for me⦠I, Iâll be going back to my room firstâ¦â as soon as she said that, the gaze that made oneâs heart tremble instantly disappeared. The maid understood and did not disturb Ji Yan and Shen Hanxing anymore, she quietly returned to her room.
Shen Hanxing and Ji Yan faced each other and ate the small wontons. The atmosphere was quiet and beautiful. After eating, Ji Yan took the initiative to get up and put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. Then, he bent down and exchanged a wonton-flavored kiss with Shen Hanxing. His voice was hoarse as he said, âGood night, my wife.â His gaze was entwined with indescribable tenderness.
Shen Hanxingâs heart skipped a beat. She suddenly smiled and called out to Ji Yan, âMr. Ji.â
Ji Yan turned to look at her. Shen Hanxing smiled and said, âDo you want to sleep together?â She raised her head and stood at the door of the room, looking at Ji Yan defenselessly. She was like a demoness who would only appear in the middle of the night and seduce peopleâs souls.
Ji Yanâs adamâs apple moved slightly. He replied huskily, âDo you know what youâre saying, my wife?â
âOf course I do.â Shen Hanxingâs smile was gentle, and her gaze was neither shifty nor evasive. In front of Ji Yan, she pushed open the door to her room. She asked, âDo you not dare, Mr. Ji?â