The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 79

Raindrops pattered on the steps, creating patterns like water lilies.

“Jiang Youxi,” he said, a slight smile playing on his lips, his beautiful, captivating eyes brimming with affection, “let’s be together, okay?”

Jiang Youxi finally snapped out of her surprise.

“Okay, let’s be together. Let’s have a…” She put her hands behind her back, tilted her head and smiled back, “a love that will never end.”

Before she could finish speaking, the man pulled her into his arms, picked her up, and carried her under the eaves.

The umbrella fell to the ground, and the rain pattered against the umbrella fabric.

The rain intensified, but it couldn’t drown out the sound of my heart pounding in my chest.

Her face was lifted up, meeting the man’s dark and deep eyes.

Will it happen this time?

Jiang Youxi’s mind went blank, and she asked in a soft voice, “Can…can what?”

“kiss.”

“…”

Strictly speaking, this was the second time we kissed, so I was more familiar with the process and less awkward.

As for whether I’m proficient or not, I really can’t guarantee that.

After all, she had only kissed him once.

But if she directly said no, it would seem as if she was deliberately giving him a chance to show off.

That bastard, once he has the initiative, he’ll definitely kiss you even more passionately than last time!

no!

You must firmly grasp the initiative in your own hands!

Jiang Youxi looked at the man’s devilishly handsome face so close to hers, swallowed hard, and nodded: “I understand.”

“Okay, teach me.”

“What?”

“I won’t.”

“??”

Who was it that bit and kissed her so hard a week ago, almost making her lose her soul?!

Jiang Youxi raised her index finger, gritting her teeth: “He Zhuo, keep pretending!”

He Zhuo grasped her index finger, his face serious: “I really don’t know how.”

“Who ate me last time? Was it a pig?!”

“How long has it been since the last time?”

“How long? Only a week!”

He said in a serious tone, “I was so busy during this week of business trip, and with you not around, my sleep quality has seriously declined, and my memory has also been affected.”

“so……”

“I’ve forgotten how to kiss.”

“…………”

Does this bastard think she’s a three-year-old?

The man tugged at her hem, giving it a slight pull, and said in a drawn-out tone, “Wife, I need your advice…”

Jiang Youxi’s pupils dilated: “What did you call me?”

“Wife.”

“You, you, you, don’t call me wife!”

He Zhu blinked his innocent, peach-blossom eyes: “Don’t you like this nickname?”

“No, it’s just… I’m not used to it.”

They’ve only just gotten together, isn’t it too early to be calling them that?!

“But we already called it last time.”

Last time?

So last time it wasn’t her hallucination, he really shouted?!

Jiang Youxi asked in surprise, “You didn’t fall asleep that time?”

He calmly glanced at her and said, “She fell asleep after I called her.”

Jiang Youxi narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing him: “Really?”

He smiled and said, “I wouldn’t get anything out of lying to you.”

“…”

That same phrase again.

“I taught you last time, now it’s your turn to teach me.”

OK.

It’s just a kiss, isn’t it?

Establishing a relationship without being intimate with anyone is like eating without chopsticks!

Thinking of this, Jiang Youxi took a deep breath, cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him on his thin lips.

“How is it? Is it okay?”

“This is it?”

“Right here.”

He said lazily, “Jiang Youxi, whoever becomes your master will have their lifespan shortened.”

“Why?”

“I was angry.”

“…”

Jiang Youxi tentatively asked, “Do you want to think about it more deeply?”

Was it this shallow last time?

“…”

No, there isn’t.

Last time, I stuck out my tongue.

Does he want to stick out his tongue?

“Okay, then you, open your mouth.”

He Zhuo opened his mouth.

The little girl closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him deeply.

He Zhuo’s eyes darkened, he tightened his right arm, holding her even closer, and covered the back of her head with his left hand, turning the tables and deepening the kiss.

This kiss was more intense than the last. The man’s tongue intruded inch by inch, plundering her little world and giving her no chance to think.

My breathing quickened, and the blood in my body slowly surged up, gradually boiling.

The rain outside the eaves grew heavier and heavier, continuously washing over the umbrellas on the ground. The sounds of rain pattering and kissing blended together, composing a new melody for the damp and lively night.

Compared to the last fleeting kiss, this one was deep and long, seemingly endless.

Jiang Youxi felt her legs gradually weaken and she could barely stand: “Wait, I… my legs are a little weak.”

A sexy chuckle whispered in my ear: “So easily kissed?”

He Zhuo tightened his grip around her waist, letting her lean against him.

Jiang Youxi gasped for breath: “You…you kissed me too hard.”

“I taught you so much last time, how come you’re still so rusty?” He Zhuo moved his lips away, his thin lips tracing down her jawline to her neck, showering her with light kisses, his voice terribly husky, “Didn’t you practice at home?”

Jiang Youxi felt a burning pain in her mouth, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest: “Where…where do I start training?”

He went on a business trip after the last time he kissed someone at the He family’s house.

She doesn’t even have the chance to practice!

“So, which one felt better compared to the other?”

Jiang Youxi thought about it carefully: “This one has a better feel to it.”

“Why?”

Jiang Youxi made up a lie with a straight face: “Because my kissing skills have improved.”

He Zhuo chuckled: “Is it delicious?”

Jiang Youxi was stunned: “What?”

“My mouth.”

“…”

Looking at his lips, which were red from her kisses, Jiang Youxi subconsciously swallowed and said, “It’s…it’s alright.”

“Will you eat it again next time?”

Just as Jiang Youxi was about to answer, she caught a glimpse of someone approaching out of the corner of her eye. Startled, she immediately pushed him away, turned around, and rushed upstairs.

The aunt passed by the gate, looked at him with a puzzled expression: “Young man, you look unfamiliar. You don’t live here, do you?”

He Zhuo stared at the stairwell where the little girl had disappeared and replied casually, “Yeah, waiting for someone.”

“Waiting for whom?”

“My wife.”

“Wife?” The aunt looked surprised. “You got married at such a young age?”

“Yes,” He Zhuo smiled at her, “the child is already fifteen years old.”

The aunt was even more shocked: “Oh my, I really didn’t realize that!”

The aunt went upstairs with her shattered worldview.

The aunt’s footsteps gradually faded away, and the corridor returned to silence.

He Zhuo chuckled softly and was about to turn and leave when a soft voice called out from the stairwell: “He Zhuo? He Zhuo?”

He Zhuo looked up at the sound and saw the little girl who had already gone upstairs turn back.

Jiang Youxi pattered down, tiptoed, and kissed his cheek. Her eyebrows arched, like a triumphant little fox: “Eat.”

After saying that, he ran upstairs again, his figure disappearing into the stairwell in an instant.

He Zhuo then realized that the little girl was answering his earlier question, “Will you eat it again next time?”

He touched the spot where she had kissed him.

The sweet peach scent that is unique to girls still lingers on her face.

Soft and sweet.

He Zhuo smiled, walked down the steps, picked up the umbrella from the ground, and opened it.

Just as he was about to leave, his phone suddenly vibrated.

He took out a small opening.

It was a WeChat voice message sent to him by Jiang Youxi.

Goodnight, boyfriend.