Chapter 877 - Don’t Mess with A Scheming Guy (5)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
An Xiaxia nibbled at her fingers and refreshed the page.
She soon got some replies.
[Lovey-dovey Dies Quickly]: The poster is here to show off! Look! Husband! She has a husband!
[Innocent Gay Boy]: Hey, it could be a âheâ, you know?
[Miss Mimi the Onlooker]: Shit... Youâre giving me image of a very naughty slash fiction... Tsk, tsk. The passionate lovelife of a scheming top and an innocent bottom...
[Innocent Gay Boy]: Buddy, I want to read it! Iâm so going to bookmark it, rate it, and follow it if you write it!
[Killer of Pretty Girls]: You digress, people... The poster was asking about making her husband happy again. Men are so easily pleased. Give them some kisses and hugs, then take them to bed. âHoney, youâre the best. Honey, give me more.â And youâre almost there, talk to him in your sweetest voice. âHoney, forgive me~â I guarantee you thatâll work!
An Xiaxia blushed at those words and scrolled down.
The replies after that were all over the place.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDamn, what was that Kill of Pretty Girls guy thinking? Iâm getting majoy second-hand embarrassment here!â
âI feely you... Although, come to think of it, work him in bed is really effective.â
âThatâs right. Nothing canât be solved by a good shag. If there is, make it ten, or a hundred!â
â...â
An Xiaxia put down her phone in resignation.
What bothered her the most was that she didnât want to talk about anything with Sheng Yize in bed.
Otherwise, she would always end up being the losing side...
Aww...
She got out of bed to check up on Pepsi and Cola, then went back to the old Sheng family home to see little Hope. The whole time, An Xiaxia was trying to find out a way to make Sheng Yize back to normal.
That night when Sheng Yize got back home, he was greeted by An Xiaxiaâs warm welcome.
âHoney, are you tire? Do you want to eat anything?â
Sheng Yize let An Xiaxia take off his tie and helpt him into his slippers, then asked in a surprised tone, âAre you going to cook me anything I want?â
âTeehee...â An Xiaxia smiled in embarrassement. âI can order takeout for you!â
Sheng Yize gave her an âI knew itâ look, asking, âI know youâre up to something. What is it?â
An Xiaxia put her palms together and said earnestly, âHoney, please tell me what I did wrong? Youâve been ... much less gentle these days...â Savage, that was what he was...
Sheng Yize raised an eyebrow. âI havenât. Are you questioning my love for you? We can always do more tonight...â
âNo! Donât!â An Xiaxia shrieked like a cat that had just been stepped on its tail. Looking defeated, she said, âSheng Yize, Iâm really sorry... Please stop this. My back is going to break...â
It seemed he could just keep going, but she couldnât take it anymore...
âIf youâre that weak, we can work out together every day.â Sheng Yize smiled.
Only then did it dawn on An Xiaxia. âAre you acting out because I said you were going to get fat last time?â
âHmph, Iâm not that childish.â Sheng Yize sneered. But she could almost see the line on his forehead: I will never get fat!
âSo, youâre jealous of Xiao Yan, then?â
âHmph.â
âIt is...â An Xiaxia didnât know what to say. âLord Jealousy, youâre the only man I love. Why would you be jealous of anyone...â
Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes and smiled in satisfaction. âI like that last bit. But what do you mean by âLord Jealousyâ?â