Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Jiang Mianmian saw that line, her face, which was devoid of makeup, turned as red as a persimmon.
She threw that sheet of paper, filled with perverted house rules, off the bed!
“What sh*tty house rules are these?! This is totally ridiculous! I’m not signing it! In fact, over my dead body!”
The lass’ face was all crumbled and puffed up as though she had a rubber ball that was about to explode hidden in her.
The moment she shot him a glare, she got her chin pinched by the man.
“Not signing it? Didn’t you promise to be obedient just a few hours ago? Are you going back on your words now?”
The little leopard started pushing him away with her two paws.
This was her bedroom.
It was already nightfall. The main lights of the room were not turned on, the curtains were tightly shut, and the light from the bed lamps was so weak and yellow…
“No way am I signing it! Those house rules just reek of indecency! Entering from behind? What’s that? I don’t understand it at all. To think you’re a general, Uncle Zhan! Trust you to bully the weak!”
She was still putting up a fierce struggle, but she failed to realize that, amid her struggles, her soft body had become completely pinned under him—
The man’s scorching and ambiguous breaths tickled her cheek.
His voice sounded hoarse as his lips brushed against her warm and tender cheek when he enunciated, “You kept begging me for more… that night on the aircraft. In fact, you like most of the positions you were in and were so comfortable like a child who secretly eats candy. D*ggie style was an exception, though. You were afraid… I know you’re afraid of having me enter you from behind… isn’t that so?”
“You!” Her body temperature had practically reached boiling point, and her cheeks were so scalding hot they could drip blood. “Enough! You’re talking nonsense! What is it I’m afraid of? I have no inkling of what happened that night!”
However, Zhan Muqian’s face turned grim at that and there was no longer a hint of teasing on his handsome face.
His thick, dangerous, and masculine scent fanned her lips. “You really don’t remember anything at all, huh?”
“I—”
“Very well. I’ll help you jog your memory, then!”
The soft and thin blanket in front of her chest was pulled away, and her nightgown was swiftly pushed up to her waist—
Her mind was completely in such a mess now that she had forgotten she should be playing the role of an experienced hooligan.
Her body was burning, and the parts he had caressed with his big palms all turned as soft as water…
“No, don’t touch me. No!”
She could still put up a resistance with her limbs initially, but under his willful actions, her soft and fragrant body gradually lost its strength to do so.
The smile in his eyes grew increasingly deeper.
He seemed to be very fond of kneading her waist.
He loved her thin and soft waist so much he could hardly tear his hands away from it.
The way she looked that night while brazenly moving that slender waist of hers as she straddled him in particular…
He was truly afraid it would accidentally snap into two.
“Mianmian…”
As soon as he opened his mouth, her mind became half-sobered.
That was when she realized with a start, that her nightgown had been pushed up to her chest and the man’s gaze was trailing down all the way to her strawberry-printed panties…
“Don’t you look!”
Alas, she could not beat him in neither fight nor argument.
His face was so close to hers and so, she swiftly covered his eyes with her hands.
“You’re not allowed to look. You’re not allowed to look…”
Even though his vision was now covered, she felt so embarrassed to look at the situation she was in now.
So, she failed to see the wide and unbridled smile growing on his face.
…
That little thing’s naive reactions, after their marriage, exceeded the general’s expectations.
Under the assumption that she was truly bold and uninhibited, he never thought that she was actually quite a shy girl at heart…
Her vehement resistance did not anger him. On the contrary, he was quite delighted by it.
“My dear Mianmian, so are you signing it or not?”