Chapter 640 - Was This Really Common Sense?
Mr Fu, I Really Love You
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lin Nuan stood on her tiptoes and held on tight to Fu Huaiâanâs neck, nodding. âYes, Iâve taken the noodles out of the fridge, the water is boiling, and I prepared the tomatoes and eggs earlier. If you wish to eat, itâll be ready in 10 minutes!â
âOkay, let me fill my stomach a little, thenâ¦â Fu Huaiâan cocked his head sideways and, in an ambiguous way, said in a low voice by Lin Nuanâs ear, âPrepare to eat you!â
Lin Nuan bit her lower lip, a smile twinkling in her eyes as she said, âIt should beâafter I feed you, Iâll eat you!â
Fu Huaiâan tightened his embrace around Lin Nuanâs slim waist. His little bride was really sweet these days, so lovely that Fu Huaiâan wanted to punish her on the spot.
Sensing the cold of Fu Huaiâanâs body, Lin Nuan turned her head, her warm lips kissing upon Fu Huaiâanâs face as she asked, âIs it cold outside?â
âItâs fine!â
âIâll warm you up!â
Upon thinking about the warm body of the little bride running into his arms, Fu Huaiâanâs gaze darkened, and his throat gently vibrated. His large hand shifted to the womanâs round and perky hips. âEn, thereâs a spot thatâs the warmest! Warm me up properly later!â
Lin Nuan slid out of Fu Huaiâanâs arms like a little loach, her large glistening eyes alluring. âIâll prepare your food. Go upstairs and change clothes before coming down!â
After saying that, Lin Nuan quickly ran towards the kitchen, her heart beating rapidly.
Fu Huaiâan was rendered speechless.
Unable to relieve the spot that had gotten a reaction, Fu Huaiâan felt neither here nor there!
He held back the uncomfortable sensation and finished putting on his slippers before heading upstairs to change his clothes.
Fu Huaiâanâs large and slim fingers unbuttoned his shirt, and then he grabbed a set of casual home clothes before heading to the bathroom to take a cold shower.
After undressing, seeing that spot, which looked different from how it usually did, he felt that Lin Nuan was getting better at seducing him.
Fu Huaiâan casually tossed his boxers into the trash can. However, he exerted a little too much force into the throw, causing the trash can to be knocked down. A little box containing a ring fell out.
Fu Huaiâan paused.
Did Lin Nuan accidentally throw this into the trash can?
Fu Huaiâan walked over and bent down to pick up the ring box, then opened itâ¦
Inside was a ring.
Fu Huaiâan narrowed his eyes. It was a ladiesâ ring.
After taking out the ring, under the gentle light of the bathroom, Fu Huaiâan could see that on the ring with exquisite flowers and tiny diamonds encrusted on it, there were words carved on the insideâ¦
[Shen & Nuan]
Wen Moshen and Lin Nuan?
Fu Huaiâanâs dark eyes looked deep.
Fu Huaiâan had neither seen this ring nor heard Lin Nuan mention it beforeâ¦
The ring was shiny and polished, and it didnât have traces of abrasion that would suggest it had been worn, which implied that Lin Nuan had never put it on.
The carvings on the ring were also very clear. If this ring had landed in Lin Nuanâs hands early on, Lin Nuan would surely have known of Wen Moshenâs feelings towards her, so why would she have willingly entered his trap and become his woman back then?
This meant that Wen Moshen had only given this ring to Lin Nuan after she had married Fu Huaiâan. A greater possibility was that Lin Nuan had received this ring only after he and Lin Nuan returned from overseas. Or, probably, Wen Moshen had given it to Lin Nuan today when Fu Huaiâan wasnât around.
Fu Huaiâanâs smile broadened. Although he didnât feel pleased seeing this, the way Lin Nuan had tossed the ring away made Fu Huaiâan feel relieved.
Lin Nuan had always known what she was doing when it came to relationships. When she loved a person, she gave it her all, and when she no longer did, she wouldnât drag out matters and would draw clear boundaries with the other party.
Fu Huaiâan used his foot to shift the trash can back into an upright position, then casually tossed the ring back into it. He washed his hands and quickly took a shower, then went downstairs after changing into fresh clothes.
Once he entered the dining room, Fu Huaiâan saw that the apron-clad Lin Nuan was already scooping noodles into a bowl. He pulled out a chair and sat down, a gentleness in his eyesâ¦
Lin Nuan set the bowl of noodles before Fu Huaiâan. Seeing his jet-black hair still dripping with water, she asked, âWhy didnât you wipe your hair dry? What if you catch a cold?â
âToo hungry!â
Fu Huaiâan picked up his chopsticks and tasted the food. The taste wasnât bad at all.
Worried that Fu Huaiâan might catch a cold, Lin Nuan lightly jogged out of the dining room and quickly returned with a towel. She helped Fu Huaiâan wipe his hair dry, her actions gentle in order not to get in the way of Fu Huaiâan eating the noodlesâ¦
With the soft and fragrant woman by his side, how could Fu Huaiâan eat this bowl of noodles in peace?
Setting down his chopsticks, the man pulled Lin Nuan into his embrace and asked in a low and raspy voice, âSince when did you suddenly become so virtuous? Hmm?â
It wasnât that Fu Huaiâan didnât like the present Lin Nuan, but for her to treat him so well⦠Fu Huaiâan felt pleased, but he felt uneasy at the same time.
Even though Fu Huaiâan could see the gradual change in Lin Nuanâs feelings towards him, he clearly knew that Lin Nuanâs love for him had deepened starting from the time they were in Dubai. Such an uneasy feeling followed like a shadow.
âYou ask so many questions when Iâm treating you wellâ¦â Lin Nuan placed her petite hands on Fu Huaiâanâs shoulders. Her ears flushed as she gazed at Fu Huaiâan with her large and clear eyes, asking in a gentle voice, âDo you prefer it when I treat you poorly?â
When a person wholeheartedly loved someone, they couldnât help but want to give them the best. This was the same feeling as wishing to be conjoined twins with the other party.
Fu Huaiâanâs Adamâs apple glided up and down. He pressed his hand high up on Lin Nuanâs thigh, making her feel like something was stirred within her.
âI like it very muchâ¦â Fu Huaiâan leaned his forehead against Lin Nuanâs. âXiao Nuan is like a sweet little melon now. I canât get enough of it!â
Then, Fu Huaiâan kissed Lin Nuanâs lips, and his large hand found its way under her skirtâ¦
Lin Nuan hurriedly stopped Fu Huaiâanâs hand and turned her head away, panting as she said with a blushing face, âIâm on my period!â
Fu Huaiâan was rendered speechless.
Was she toying with him? Just a moment ago, she had said that she was going to warm him up properly at the entrance, and now she was telling him that she was on her period?
âEat the noodles first!â Lin Nuan wanted to get up, but Fu Huaiâan held her firmly in place in his lap.
âIâm really on my periodâ¦â Lin Nuan reminded him again in a small voice.
Fu Huaiâanâs face tensed up, and he didnât make a sound.
Lin Nuan couldnât help laughing lightly. âIâm only on my period, and it usually only lasts a few days. When I get pregnant⦠itâs going to take ten months! Will you be able to bear it?â
Fu Huaiâan pulled her tightly into his embrace. âAre you messing with me? Itâs only prohibited in the first three months and last three months. Itâs fine in the middle of the pregnancy. This is common senseâ¦â
Lin Nuan looked lost.
Was this really common sense? How come she didnât know about it?
Fu Huaiâan always felt like he was in hell when Lin Nuanâs periods cameâ¦
After dinner, Fu Huaiâan carried Lin Nuan into the room. The two of them were tangled up together on the bed and ended up perspiring all over, panting heavily. But still, Fu Huaiâan was unable to get relief, and on the contrary, he wanted it more and more.
Fu Huaiâan could only let go of the heavily panting Lin Nuan, heading into the bathroom for another cold shower.
When he returned, he found Lin Nuan burying her little face in the blankets, only revealing a pair of large eyes to stare at him. Fu Huaiâan set the towel he used to wipe his hair on the bedside table and said, âJust sleep!â
Once Fu Huaiâan climbed into bed, the soft and fragrant Lin Nuan squirmed into his arms.