Chapter 217 - Jiajia Likes Her Husband the Most
The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âMy hubby is so good-looking.â Shen Yijia looked at Song Jingchen drunkenly and caressed his well-defined face with her free hand.
Song Jingchenâs expression was a little unnatural. He gulped asked in a hoarse voice, âWhich part?â
Shen Yijia was stunned by the question. She tilted her head and blinked. She looked at him with curved eyes. Her small hand caressed Song Jingchenâs eyebrows inch by inch. When it reached the corner of his lips, she chuckled. âYou look good everywhere. I like you the most.â
âWhat a smooth-talking little vixen.â Joy flashed across Song Jingchenâs eyes, but he still pretended to be calm. He reached out and grabbed Shen Yijiaâs hand, which was about to move down.
âIâm a fairy, a fairy.â Shen Yijia puffed up her cheeks unhappily. Her voice was soft and coquettish. When he stopped her hand from moving further, she pouted and retorted, âAnd my mouth isnât just filled with smooth words. Kiss me if you donât believe meâ¦â
Song Jingchen was amused by her expression. âAlright, I understand. Youâre right.â
âYouâre lying. You didnât even kiss me.â
Shen Yijia retracted her hand from his neck and grabbed his collar. She pulled him down, and the latter fell onto her.
Song Jingchenâs pupils dilated. He looked at Shen Yijiaâs beautiful red lips and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and suppressed the heat in his heart. He smiled helplessly and lowered his head to plant a kiss on the corner of her lips. He looked up and met Shen Yijiaâs sparkling eyes. He coaxed softly, âIs this enough?â
Shen Yijia was satisfied. She snorted and subconsciously licked her lips. She had no idea how tempting her actions were.
Song Jingchenâs thoughts were in a mess, and his eyes darkened. He felt the temperature in his body rising. However, Shen Yijia seemed to be uncomfortable under the pressure, and her body twisted around restlessly.
Song Jingchenâs head sank. If this continued, he would definitely burst like a furnace. He suppressed his urges and moved away from Shen Yijia. He didnât dare to look at the little demon on the bed again. He rushed out of the door and even forgot about the wheelchair.
When he returned, it was already an hour later. His body was emitting cold air and his hair was still wet. He looked at the person who had lit the fire in his heart and was sleeping comfortably. She even smacked her lips from time to time.
Song Jingchen bit her lips angrily and domineeringly pried open her red lips to deepen the kiss.
After a long time, Song Jingchen looked up at Shen Yijiaâs face, which was red from holding her breath. He reached out and gently brushed the flower bud on her forehead. He said lovingly, âLittle vixen.â
Noticing her slightly swollen lips, his eyes darkened. He sighed at how he had brought this upon himself and resigned himself to taking another shower.
The next day, when Shen Yijia woke up, she only felt that her lips were a little swollen and painful. She didnât think too much about it. Song Jingchen heaved a sigh of relief, but he didnât expect it to be noticed by Brother Hao when he was eating.
âSister-in-law, whatâs wrong with your mouth?â Brother Hao looked concerned. His words made everyone except Song Jingchen look over.
Shen Yijia subconsciously reached out to touch it and said casually, âItâs probably a bug bite. Itâs fine.â
âSister-in-law, do you have insects in your room? Iâll prepare insect repellent powder for you later,â Lin Shao added.
âAhem.â Song Jingchen coughed dryly.
Madam Li found it funny. It was rare to see her eldest son suffer. She tried to smooth things over. âAlright, hurry up and eat. Iâll bring you to see Auntie Lotusâs sows give birth later. If there are too many baby cows, Iâll buy two of them and raise them.â
There was a moment of silence.
On Xiao Ruoshuiâs end. The closer Xiao Ruoshui got to the capital, the more Fan Mingyuan felt that it was unreal.
He still remembered that when he was brought back to the Dukeâs residence, he was always in grief because he had just experienced the death of his parents. In addition, he felt that he was incompatible with the Dukeâs residence. He often avoided the servants and hid in the rockery cave for the entire day.
At that time, it just so happened that the Duchess of Li had given birth to a pair of twins. The attention of the residence was all on that side, so they ignored him for a moment. No one noticed him sleeping outside.
âHey, wake up.â Little Ruoshui blinked her big eyes and woke him up from his sleep.
Seeing that he was awake, Little Ruoshui sat down beside him and asked curiously, âBrother Chen doesnât play with you either. Is that why youâre hiding here?â
That was the first time he had seen Xiao Ruoshui. Her hair was tied with a ribbon, and she was wearing a red cloak with fur trimming. She looked like a lucky doll from a painting. He was stunned and did not reply.
Little Ruoshui didnât mind. She sighed as if she had experienced it before. âDonât be sad. Brother Chen is just too busy. Youâll get used to being ignored by him after a few more times.â
Hearing her nagging, Fan Mingyuan did not know how to answer, but he wasnât annoyed because the voice in his ear made him feel that he was not alone.
Suddenly, Little Ruoshui moved closer to him as if she had discovered a new continent. âHey, were you crying just now? My father said that men shed blood but not tears. How can you cry just because Brother Chen doesnât want to play with you? This is wrong.â
Actually, the first time she had been ignored by Song Jingchen and cried when she returned home, her father had scolded her. Her father had said that a tomboy would shed blood but not tears since she had been motivated to be a heroine since she was young. Her father had said that she was a tomboy.
âNo, no.â Fan Mingyuan blushed and denied it.
Little Ruoshui didnât believe him at all. She handed him a small pouch from her waist. âHere, this is for you. I originally planned to give it to Brother Chen, but he didnât want it, so you lucked out.â
He wanted to say no. He wasnât crying because others didnât want to play with him. He was just crying because he missed his parents.
At this moment, Xiao Ruoshuiâs maidservant came over. âMiss, where are you? Come out quickly. Madam said that sheâs going back to the residence.â
Xiao Ruoshui left in a hurry, leaving the purse lying alone on the ground.
He picked it up and opened it. It was full of candy.
From then on, every time Little Ruoshui was chased out by Song Jingchen, she would go there. The food she sent to Song Jingchen also entered his stomach. As a result, they slowly interacted more.
When he grew up, he could tell that Xiao Ruoshui liked Song Jingchen, so he deliberately helped them create opportunities. Although he would also be sad at that time, he knew that he was not worthy of the beloved daughter of the generalâs residence.
When he left the capital, he had thought of taking this opportunity to completely let go of his hidden thoughts.
Therefore, he never thought that one day, Xiao Ruoshui would ask him, âAre you willing to marry me?â At that time, he thought he was hallucinating.
âBrother Yuan, why arenât you asleep?â A voice pulled Fan Mingyuan back from his thoughts.
Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly walked to the door of Xiao Ruoshuiâs room. Looking at the slender and elegant person in front of him, he vaguely saw the little girl who kept nagging in his ear.