The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 39

Jiang Youxi pressed her hand against his chest, her eyes wary: “What are you going to do?”

He gave a wicked smile: “What do you think I’m going to do?”

“I think you’re asking for a beating.”

The man’s smile deepened, and he placed his fingertip on her brow, twirling it with interest: “Wrong, actually I wanted to eat a peach.”

Jiang Youxi said irritably, “Do I look that much like a peach?”

Does she look so inhuman?

Why does this jerk always think she looks like a peach?!

“Doesn’t it look like it?” He gently stroked her brow with his fingertips, his movements as tender as if he were soothing a kitten to sleep. “Jiang Youxi, you have no idea of ​​your own charm.”

Jiang Youxi slapped his hand away: “Stop touching me!”

He Zhuo ignored him, slapped his hand away and then touched him again, going on and on: “Give me a bite, and taste if it’s sweet.”

Enraged, Jiang Youxi bit his mischievous finger, warning, “Touch me again and I’ll bite you to death!”

He Zhuo lazily looked at the row of small teeth marks on his fingers: “Are you a dog? You can bite so much?”

“I only bite disobedient dogs.”

He Zhuo’s gaze was deep: “Since we’re both dogs, shouldn’t I return the favor and repay this generous gift?”

“What wonderful gift?”

Before Jiang Youxi could react, the man’s head bumped against her chest, his high nose tip like a hook, gently pressing against her collarbone.

Jiang Youxi stiffened, clearly feeling the man’s strong nose paving the way for her soft lips, lightly brushing against them, eliciting waves of ticklish sensation.

He started rubbing against her, but as he rubbed, he realized the neckline wasn’t wide enough, which was interfering with his “important business.” So he simply used his teeth to bite open the top button of her neckline and continued rubbing against her.

Jiang Youxi was startled and quickly covered her face with her hands, but he took them away with one hand and continued to rub his face against her collarbone.

Jiang Youxi covered it, he removed it, she covered it again, he removed it again.

This process is repeated.

Jiang Youxi was furious: “This is my collarbone! Don’t act like it belongs to you!”

He Zhuo chuckled: “Isn’t what’s yours also mine?”

“Who’s on your side?”

The two were pushing and shoving each other when there was a knock on the door.

“Xixi, I heard you’re back from your holiday. Are you in your room?”

The two stopped.

He Zhuo frowned, looking displeased that his mood had been ruined: “Who is he?”

“Zhang Chao.”

Who is Zhang Chao?

“Uncle Zhang’s son next door.”

“That guy who said he wanted to marry you?”

“That’s right, it’s him.”

Jiang Youxi responded to the person outside, then quickly pushed him away and got out of bed.

Just as I was about to go open the door, I suddenly remembered something.

Jiang Youxi turned her head to look at the man on the bed.

He lay there casually and unrestrainedly, his clothes disheveled, and his once affectionate eyes, which looked at dogs with such tenderness, were now drooping, giving him the look of a resentful husband who was never satisfied.

Jiang Youxi whispered a reminder: “Hurry up and put your clothes on!”

If outsiders saw this, she wouldn’t be able to explain herself no matter how hard she tried.

He Zhuo gave an “oh” and slowly buttoned his shirt.

Jiang Youxi immediately went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Chao’s gaze was immediately met with that rosy, sweet little face, and his face instantly turned red.

Jiang Youxi smiled politely: “Zhang Chao, what brings you here?”

Zhang Chao quickly looked away and stretched out his hand: “Here, take it.”

“What’s this?”

“The winter peaches you like to eat.”

Jiang Youxi was a little surprised: “You bought it? It’s so popular?”

“No,” Zhang Chao smiled shyly. “I picked them at my grandma’s house today. I heard you were going home today, so I brought some over for you to try.”

Jiang Youxi was pleasantly surprised and couldn’t help but bring up things from her childhood.

Jiang Youxi and Zhang Chao grew up together. After they went to different universities, they had less contact with each other, and they only get together now when they come back for winter vacation.

What impressed me most was the old peach tree at Zhang Chao’s maternal grandmother’s house. Every year at this time, it would bear a lot of fruit. When he was little, Zhang Chao often took her to his grandmother’s house to climb the tree and pick peaches to eat. Now, thinking about it, it is full of memories.

“I was just about to eat a peach, thank you!” Jiang Youxi happily accepted it, offering plenty of emotional support.

Seeing how much she liked it, Zhang Chao was also happy: “If you want to eat it again, I’ll take you to eat it another day.”

When we were young, we were carefree and could go anywhere to play. But now that we’re grown up, the first thing adults need to learn is to understand boundaries.

Just as Jiang Youxi was about to politely decline his offer, the door was suddenly pulled open even wider.

He Zhuo suddenly appeared, his voice cold and clearly barbed: “Making her climb a tree in the dead of winter? Do you think she’s a monkey?”

Zhang Chao was taken aback and looked up at the man who was half a head taller than him.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a well-defined facial contour. His captivating eyes were the finishing touch, adding a touch of devilish handsomeness to his already exceptionally handsome face.

His left arm was draped over the doorknob, his clothes were disheveled, and he wore a pair of pink rabbit-themed cotton shoes that didn’t suit his temperament. His posture was languid, yet he couldn’t hide the innate air of nobility about him.

The man’s eyelids drooped, and his gaze was calm and indifferent, with a hint of hostility.

Zhang Chao was somewhat surprised: “Who is this…?”

Jiang Youxi reacted instantly, quickly reaching out to pull He Zhuo’s clothes up on both sides, giving him a warning look not to cause trouble.

“What, am I that shameful?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Shut up!” Jiang Youxi quickly pushed him inside and swiftly closed the door.

“Xixi, is he…” Zhang Chao forced a smile, “your boyfriend?”

Jiang Youxi gave an awkward laugh: “No, he’s my senior.”

Worried that He Zhuo might suddenly appear and cause the situation to get out of control, Jiang Youxi quickly led Zhang Chao outside to speak.

The door opened, and a head peeked in, whispering, “Dad, Mom and Uncle Zhang Chao are talking outside. Aren’t you going to go check on them?”

He Zhuo quickly got up to go out, but suddenly noticed something, so he changed direction and walked to the window near the outside corridor.

The glass windows were clear and bright, and you could clearly hear the voices coming from outside.

The two were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

“Xixi, there’s a market in town tomorrow, do you want to go?” Worried that she would refuse, Zhang Chao added, “We rarely come back, and according to the weather forecast, the snow will stop tomorrow, so going to the market is perfect.”

Every month on the 15th, there is a market in Luyang Township. There are many stalls selling a wide variety of goods, and the atmosphere is very lively.

Especially now that the year-end is approaching, many people are going home for the holidays, so there will be a lot of people at the market tomorrow.

Remembering how thinly her uncle and aunt were dressed today, Jiang Youxi was thinking of buying them some winter clothes.

“Okay, that suits me perfectly…”

With a whoosh.

The glass window behind me was suddenly pulled open.

The two were startled and turned to look.

He Zhuo leaned against the window frame with his left shoulder, crossed his arms, and said calmly, “Continue.”

“…”

With He Zhuo present, Zhang Chao didn’t speak so recklessly. After exchanging a few words with Jiang Youxi, he made an excuse to leave.

After watching Zhang Chao leave, Jiang Youxi turned her gaze back to him.

She looked him up and down, hesitated for a long time, and finally managed to utter a sentence: “His skin is thicker than a city wall!”

After saying that, he turned and went inside to continue eating the meal he hadn’t finished earlier.

After the meal, Jiang Shaoyang and his uncle, who had both drunk some wine, went back to their rooms to rest.

Jiang Youxi and everyone else cleaned up the dishes and tables together.

After taking a shower in the evening, Jiang Youxi habitually returned to her room.

She paused when she saw the man on the bed.

I almost forgot, that bastard’s drunk, he’s sleeping in her bed tonight.

He Zhuo leaned against the headboard and looked at her: “Finished your shower?”

Jiang Youxi nodded: “You can sleep here tonight, I’ll go and squeeze in with my cousin.”

She walked over, leaning her upper body against him. As she reached for the pillow that had been pushed to the corner of the bed and was about to get up, the man grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Youxi pressed her entire upper body onto his legs, her small face against his abdomen.

“Sleep with me tonight.”

That bastard.

Here we go again.

Jiang Youxi propped herself up, grabbed a pillow, and hit him: “Can’t you sleep by yourself?”

I can’t sleep without you.

Jiang Youxi stuffed the only plush toy into his arms: “Here, sleep with this.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the doll was flung away and landed on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Jiang Youxi snapped, “How can you be so dramatic, you’re a grown man?!”

He still thought he was in his luxurious villa, where he had everything he wanted!

If it weren’t for his sleep disorder, she wouldn’t bother taking care of him at all!

That bastard, she shouldn’t have given him the time of day!

He Zhuo looked at her silently: “Can you bear to leave me alone in this empty room?”

“What?! This is too much!” Jiang Youxi’s patience ran out. “Sleep or don’t sleep, if you don’t want to sleep, go sleep on the street!”

Jiang Youxi tried to leave, but he held her tightly, preventing her from moving.

Helpless, Jiang Youxi took out her phone and made a call.

Soon, the door was opened, and a head poked in: “Mom, did you call me?”

Jiang Youxi beckoned him in.

Jiang Xu immediately scurried in, all excited.

“Your dad is still breastfeeding, so you’ll sleep with him tonight.”

“ah?”

Jiang Xu was about to say something when Jiang Youxi turned and left.

In the small room, only the father and son remained, staring at each other blankly.

Jiang Xu strolled to the foot of the bed, picked up the plush toy from the floor, returned to He Zhuo, hugged the toy, blinked, and gave He Zhuo a silly grin—

“Dad, Mom wants me to sleep with you.”