The Missing Husband Returned (19)

Xue Ci's first reaction was to pretend to be asleep.

She closed her eyes tightly, burying herself in the man's arms, her cheeks flushed a deep pink.

The Xiao Xue are about to melt into tiny water droplets.

If it were just a fever, Xue Ci could barely hold on, but his cheek was pressed against Zhao Ying's chest, and the man's heart was pounding in his chest, one beat after another, very hard.

His body was shaking.

It's a very strange feeling.

The system panel kept updating, and the Fragment kept spewing profanities and insults, mostly directed at Zhao Ying, with a small portion also targeting the other men with ulterior motives.

Even the fleeting scrolling of the interface made Xue Ci feel disturbed.

He closed the panel, pretended to roll over, and slid off Zhao Ying's arms to the edge of the bed, then quickly wrapped himself tightly in the blanket.

Normally, Zhao Ying would have assumed he was cold and tucked him in. But for some reason, the man was unusually domineering today.

Soon, the corner of his blanket was pulled up.

Zhao Ying's burning body temperature covered him.

Men who do manual labor year-round have muscles that are taut like solid branding irons.

Xue Ci's fair and delicate flesh felt very uncomfortable from the pressure.

If I move any further, I'll fall...

Xue Ci was still wondering if she would be held and slept like this all night when her earlobe was licked.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably, but he forced himself to remain calm, keeping his eyes tightly closed.

However, gradually, the husband behind her was no longer satisfied with such insatiable kisses, and his teeth tightened slightly, turning into gentle bites.

"Hmm..."

Xue Ci bit her lower lip, trying not to make a sound, but a weak sob still escaped from between her lips.

Her eyelashes trembled violently because of her husband's bold actions.

Like a pitiful little animal, helpless and at the mercy of others, yet too afraid to resist.

"Xiao Ci."

In the darkness, Zhao Ying's voice was low and hoarse, like that of a trapped beast that had been enduring for a long time.

"Baby."

"The baby smells so good..."

The person in my arms was trembling so badly, they were clearly pretending to be asleep.

Zhao Ying's Adam's apple bobbed incessantly; he assumed his young wife was shy and that's why she didn't respond.

He was aware of his young wife's concerns.

"Baby, I won't hurt you."

Any other man would have already uttered sweet words to win his wife's heart. But honest men don't know how to use flattery. He held Xue Ci's slender waist firmly in his large hand, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "I'll be very careful."

He even pleaded humbly, "Please, wife?"

"Honey, I love you so much."

As he spoke, his hot breath hit Xue Ci's cheeks.

The young wife trembled uncontrollably.

Xue Ci could sense that Zhao Ying acting very strangely tonight.

She was still pretending to be asleep to get through this, but the man couldn't wait to move on to the next thing.

He was lifted up completely.

Poor Xue Ci could no longer pretend to be asleep. She pressed her palm against the man's face as he leaned in, the soft flesh of her palm turning red from the stubble on his chin.

My hand instinctively tried to pull back, but it was caught and my finger was sucked into its mouth.

Zhao Ying called out to him, "Xiao Ci."

"Xiao Ci, I like you so much..."

"Does Xiao Ci dislike me? Does she not want to be close to me...?"

"Wait, wait a minute..." Xue Ci's voice trembled violently, her toes curled up, and she rubbed them back and forth on the bed sheet.

Feeling the increasing force around his waist, he was forced to fall into Zhao Ying's arms.

My eyelids were twitching, my mind was blank, but suddenly a line of data popped up on the panel.

--This displays Zhao Ying's birthday.

Zhao Ying's birthday is in October, which is a week from now.

Xue Ci was stunned for a moment, but her mouth was suddenly covered.

The man was getting impatient. He kissed Xue Ci's lips repeatedly, rubbing them together without letting go, creating intimate, wet sounds that filled the room.

Xue Ci couldn't break free; her mouth was burning with pain, and tears kept streaming down her face.

He started to sob, and Zhao Ying, who wasn't good at comforting people, just kept calling him "baby" and "wife," saying he smelled so good, and then started apologizing, saying he didn't mean to.

They kissed for about ten minutes, but instead of letting go as usual, the other person moved down and bit her pointed chin.

Alarm bells rang in Xue Ci's mind; if he didn't stop him soon, he would really be in trouble.

Birthday... Birthday...

Xue Ci used her remaining thinking ability to realize that constantly refusing would definitely not be able to maintain her persona; for now, she could only stall for time.

While he hesitated, he could feel Zhao Ying coming over to kiss him again, which startled him so much that he let out a small cry.

With her slender, pale fingers, she gripped the man's hair with all her might, sniffing uncomfortably as it was pricked.

"I'll give it to you on your birthday..."

As soon as Xue Ci finished speaking, she felt Zhao Ying stiffen.

The man's voice was hoarse beyond recognition. "... What?"

Sensing that the man's attitude was softening, Xue Ci felt there was room for maneuver, so she cautiously probed, "What... what do you think?"

He was so exhausted from being kissed that he needed to breathe heavily while speaking, his voice sticky and mushy, shy yet dependent.

I can't think of a birthday present for you.

"How about we save it for your birthday?"

Every word Xue Ci made Zhao Ying's eyelids twitch violently.

Of his fragmented childhood memories, the only one he remembered was his birthday.

He was registered with this date when he was adopted, but unfortunately, no one ever celebrated it for him.

The first birthday gift was actually... Zhao Ying respected Xue Ci, but Xue Ci's words easily stirred up the dirty thoughts deep in his heart.

And a strong possessiveness.

Zhao Ying's whole body was tense, covered in a layer of hot sweat, and his throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.

"... good."

He was breathing heavily, and after he finished speaking, he swallowed hard.

Upon hearing Zhao Ying's agreement, Xue Ci's tense nerves relaxed, and her entire body slumped.

Although he has now promised to officially become husband and wife on her birthday, according to the original plot, Zhao Ying will be taken back to the Lu Family to celebrate her birthday that day, and will be introduced to many relatives and friends.

If I drink a lot of alcohol, I'll definitely fall asleep and won't think about these things anymore.

Xue Ci his head down and didn't notice that the man hadn't let go of him after agreeing.

When he realized what was happening, he pushed him away, reminding him, "Alright, go to bed early tonight."

In the darkness, he felt Zhao Ying's voice ringing in his ears.

Very close.

"Xiao Ci..."

Xue Ci an "Mmm," and said, "I'm so sleepy, I really need to go to sleep."

However, the next second, the other person made another request. "Xiao Ci, I feel so bad... Xiao Ci, can you help me?"

The husband's voice was low and hoarse, and if the light were on at that moment, you could see the bulging veins and large beads of sweat on his forehead.

Xue Ci could vaguely guess what the other person meant by "helping".

That would be a long time from now...

He shrank into the blankets, and after a while, the man came over and wrapped his arms around his thin wrist.

The husband was exceptionally affectionate towards his young wife.

The roses by the bedside emitted a strong fragrance, which Lu Xiunan found intoxicating, keeping him awake for a long time.

He got up and moved the simple vase to a more distant spot, and then he heard the door open.

Over time, Lu Xiunan could easily distinguish Xue Ci's footsteps.

What are the two of them doing out together in the middle of the night?

Lu Xiunan was puzzled, so he got up and opened the door, only to hear the sound of running water in the yard.

The door was wide open, allowing them to hear the sounds of the two people making love.

Zhao Ying held Xue Ci protectively in his arms and bent down to help her wash her hands.

Lu Xiunan gave a slight, indifferent twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Why make it so mushy?

He couldn't be bothered to watch the two being intimate and was just about to go back to his room to sleep when he heard Zhao Ying awkwardly apologize.

"I'm sorry, I got it on Xiao Ci's arm and chin too... I'm so sorry, Xiao Ci."

What's going on...? Lu Xiunan finally realized what was happening, and his face darkened.

He would often take advantage of Zhao Ying's absence to deliberately provoke Xue Ci with trash talk, and he felt incredibly satisfied when he saw her reddened eyes and embarrassed expression.

It would be even better if I could get scolded or slapped.

Unfortunately, Xue Ci with words and not good at cursing. All she could do was widen her eyes and speak well of Zhao Ying in front of him, saying that he was very upright and steady.

In retrospect, it was all hypocrisy.

How could Zhao Ying not have those filthy thoughts? During his stay here, Xue Ci had been kissed countless times.

Now, kissing is no longer enough; they also want to get their filth on Xue Ci.

Wouldn't it have to be ingested after a while?

Lu Xiunan's face darkened.

He crossed his arms over his chest, leaned against the wall, and waited with a cold, indifferent expression for the two to return to the main hall.

He stared intently at Xue Ci's face. Upon seeing him, she blushed as if she had done something wrong and immediately looked away guiltily.

One hand was being held by Zhao Ying, while the other hung down, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

With such slender fingers, how could she possibly have the strength to help a man?

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Zhao Ying could sense that Lu Xiunan's gaze was fixed on Xue Ci, carrying a clear sense of aggression.

Even the most honest man will be cunning when facing a rival in love.

He gripped Xue Ci's hand tightly, blocking her view. "Did we disturb you by coming out?"

It was already past midnight, Xue Ci she could barely keep her eyes open. She leaned drowsily against Zhao Ying's arm, saying, "Sleepy..."

Even after all that, she's still acting all cute and affectionate with her husband.

No matter how jealous Lu Xiunan was, she never received a formal title.

Zhao Ying shushed him, then carried Xue Ci into the bedroom, and looked up to signal him to turn off the lights.

Lu Xiunan closed the door and turned off the lights with a cold face.

*

Xue Ci didn't wake up until the morning of the next day.

While washing up, he could feel Lu Xiunan watching him constantly; today, Lu Xiunan's aura had suddenly dropped to zero degrees.

Why are you unhappy again?

It shouldn't be him who caused it, he even gave us underwear.

However, fearing she might get into trouble, Xue Ci kept her distance from others and didn't say a word to Zhao Ying even when he returned at noon.

Zhao Ying's lunch break was limited, so he went straight into the kitchen as soon as he got back.

Xue Ci couldn't help, so she sat on a small stool by the kitchen door to keep him company.

Thinking of Lu Xiunan's strange appearance, he hesitated for a few seconds before telling him, "Is your brother troubled? He seems very unhappy today."

Zhao Ying thought of the expression on Lu Xiunan's Lu Xiunan as he stared at Xue Ci last night, and lowered her eyes to wash the vegetables. "He's always like that."

Even the worst temper seems to have a way of speaking...

Xue Ci was still hesitating when she felt a kiss on her cheek.

Zhao Ying's face was inches away, and he kissed her on the other cheek.

"Wife, your face is so soft."

He whispered.

Xue Ci a slow, hesitant "hmm".

Then I heard the other person laugh.

My birthday is in a week.

"Honey, I can't wait any longer."

Xue Ci pursed her lips, quickly realizing what the other person meant.

He hung his head, feeling that Zhao Ying seemed to have become more affectionate lately. Before, he would only call her "wife" when they were in the bedroom, but now he would just call her that during the day in the kitchen.

Fearing the other person would continue discussing this topic, Xue Ci immediately stood up. "I'm going to collect the laundry."

Then he ran into the yard.

Zhao Ying watched his retreating figure, his brows and eyes relaxing.

My sense of security, which had been crumbling for the past few days, has increased slightly.

If he could keep his wife happy, he wouldn't have been dumped so easily.

*

Three people's clothes were drying in the yard, and to buy some time, Xue Ci simply brought the sheets and clothes in together.

Her slender waist looked like it couldn't bear the weight at all; she simply couldn't lift so many things.

Lu Xiunan took the clothes from Xue Ci's arms, and before the other could react, he snorted coldly, "You're going to give them to my brother on his birthday?"

Xue Ci hesitantly, "... Give what?"

Lu Xiunan stated bluntly. "Body."

"..."

Xue Ci was so startled that he clenched his fingers, and a rush of heat instantly spread to his cheeks. His skin was pale, and the pink blush on his cheeks added a touch of vibrancy to his eyes and brows.

The young men from the village, who were pretending to pass by but actually there to peek, were stunned and stood there dumbfounded, staring at Xue Ci's face.

Lu Xiunan shouted irritably at the group, "Get out!"

His expression was fierce and menacing.

Xue Ci was also frightened, her lips turned pale as she tried to leave, but Lu Xiunan blocked her way.

"I've never heard of someone giving their own thing as a gift to their husband." The man's tone was sarcastic, full of jealousy.

Xue Ci subconsciously bit her lip and shrank back.

"You're so stupid! Even as your husband, you have the right to refuse those things."

"If you get bullied and can't sleep, you'll cry again."

Xue Ci endured these strange words, gave a perfunctory "hmm," and made an excuse to leave. "I need to put the clothes back."

Lu Xiunan was extremely agitated, and his voice rose several decibels.

"My brother and I share the same birthday, sister-in-law, I want a present too!"

Finally, a topic they could start talking about was found. Xue Ci wanted to ask the other person what they wanted, but she was burned by that naked gaze.

He clenched his fingers nervously, just as Lu Xiunan said, "My brother and I are twins, so naturally we want the same things."

Xue Ci's eyelids turned pink from the pressure, and his lips parted, but he didn't know what to say.

Looking up, he inadvertently caught sight of Zhao Ying.

Xue Ci a beat.

When did you get there?

Did you hear that?

Lu Xiunan noticed that Xue Ci's expression was off and turned around.

Upon seeing Zhao Ying, he didn't show much panic. Instead, he proactively mentioned, "Brother, Mom and Dad will come to pick us up and take us to the city on my birthday."

"Brother, what is your wife planning to give you for your birthday?"

"We'll see when the time comes, no rush." Passing Lu Xiunan, Zhao Ying's gaze fell on Xue Ci, his tone softening. "Dinner's ready, Xiao Ci, give me your clothes, go wash your hands and eat."

The man's voice sounded normal, which reassured Xue Ci.

Soon, Zhao Ying took away the few pieces of clothing he had.

He strode into the house, but Lu Xiunan followed him closely.

While Zhao Ying was still collecting clothes in the yard, which was less than a few meters wide, the man whispered to Xue Ci.

"Sister-in-law, how about we prepare two identical gifts?"

"But, can you handle this?"

Author's Note:

The baby definitely can't stand it, sob sob sob.