Chapter 252 - 253: A Man Should Strengthen Himself
Defrosting The Cold Young Master
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YeXingbei:
That wasnât what she meant, okay?
Ye Xingbei gritted her teeth, biting down hard on Gu Junzhuâs shoulder.
She knew it. From the very first time, she should have never let this bastard have his way.
Once this bastard got what he wanted, he became hooked and couldnât stop.
She really wanted to castrate him!
As a result of overly vigorous exercise, she did, indeed, warm up, but she was so tired that she had no energy left. She fell asleep while being held and bathed, with no awareness of the process.
When she woke up, it was already dark.
She opened her eyes, dazed for a moment, before recalling where she was and what had happened.
Before she could move, the little fellow had already crawled over, lying next to her, tilting his little head to look at her: âMom, does it still hurt?â
Ye Xingbei immediately smiled, kissing his tender little cheek: âIt doesnât hurt anymore.â
The little fellow patted his small chest with joy, exclaiming: âDaddyâs medicine is the best! Brother Xiaoyue says heâs not in pain anymore either.â
YeXingbei:
She really wanted to scream at her son: Donât mention that scoundrel to me!
But what she did was muster a gentle smile, tousling her sonâs hair: âYes, daddyâs medicine is the best. It stops the pain as soon as itâs applied.â A tiny figure in Ye Xingbeiâs mind was roaring with rage: Gu Junzhu, you bastard! You bully me, and then I have to praise you in front of our son. If I donât get back at you tonight, Iâll take on your surname in the future!
The little fellow blinked his curious eyes, looking at Ye Xingbei: âMom, why are you gritting your teeth? Do they hurt?â
Ye Xingbei: â⦠No, sweetie. Whereâs Brother Xiaoyue?â
The little fellowâs attention was diverted, and he proudly explained: âBrother Xiaoyue is doing martial arts with Brother Xueno in the garden! Xiaoshu came back to accompany mom because I was worried about you feeling any pain!â Ye Xingbeiâs heart melted like a marshmallow, and she kissed her son: âXiao Shu, youâre such a good boy!â
She then asked, âWhereâs daddy?â
The little fellow looked sympathetically, âDaddy is working in the study. Daddy works so hard!â
YeXingbei: ââ¦â
What a load of crap! If heâs really so stressed out, he wouldnât be so frisky as soon as he gets in bed!
Thinking about the fact that she was having these unspeakable thoughts in front of her child, Ye Xingbeiâs face reddened slightly. She coughed and told Xiaoshu to wait for her in the bed while she went to freshen up and change her clothes.
When she came back, Ye Xingbei held Xiao Shumiaoâs little hand and they went downstairs to find Lingyue in the garden.
Ye Xingbei didnât object to his desire to learn martial arts for the sake of fitness and self-defense.
After all, the poor child had just injured his hand. Ye Xingbei was worried he might overdo it and hurt himself further.
Seeing her and Xiao Shumiao coming over, Xueno, who had been instructing Lingyue, immediately stopped and greeted her with a few steps and a bow.
Ye Xingbei exchanged greetings with him, then walked over to Lingyue and squatted down to look at his hand: âXiao Yue, why are you practicing martial arts so soon? Your hand is still hurt, why donât you wait until itâs better?â âItâs already better,â Lingyue offered his hand to Ye Xingbei, âAuntie, I like practicing martial arts. Itâs just like playing a game. I really enjoy it!â
He yearned to be strong.
He yearned to be like Xueno, who could take on dozens of opponents singleÂhandedly.
When he became as strong as Xueno, then he would be able to protect those he wanted to protect.
He wanted to protect Xiao Shu and Xiao Shuâs mom for the rest of his life, and never let the bad guys bully them again!
Ye Xingbei grabbed Lingyueâs hand and examined it carefully.
The swelling in his knuckles had gone down, but they were still somewhat bruised.
If Xiao Shumiao was injured like this, she would have done everything for him and not even let him pick up chopsticks. How could she bear to see him practicing martial arts?