The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 81

“Um?”

Jiang Youxi coughed lightly: “We can’t kiss, I’m afraid I’ll infect you.”

“I don’t mind.”

“That won’t work either!”

“Okay,” he grabbed her small hand and slipped it inside his clothes, “touch me.”

“!!!”

How could he say such ambiguous things with such a calm and serious expression?!

Jiang Youxi touched her empty stomach: “But I’m hungry…”

He Zhuo grabbed her hand again and put it back where it was: “Keep touching me, I’ll feed you.”

“…”

Having someone touch you while you eat? What kind of perverted fetish is that?!

He Zhuo scooped up a mouthful of soup and fed it to her lips.

Jiang Youxi was caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to accept her fate.

She ate while secretly admiring him, her gaze both meticulous and blatant.

The man was wearing a black silk satin pajama set for spring and autumn, with the top three buttons casually undone and the collar slightly open, revealing his firm and toned muscles.

He leaned back in his chair, his posture languid and unrestrained, his chest muscles, barely visible, rising and falling with his breath, gently brushing against the soft fabric—a deadly sex appeal.

Jiang Youxi was mesmerized, her blood began to boil, and her adrenaline surged rapidly.

Her hand unconsciously traced the lines of his abdominal muscles downwards.

The six-pack abs under his palm are like a majestic mountain range, with winding grooves and a clearly visible V-line extending all the way down.

It has to be said that He Zhuo is a typical masterpiece of Nuwa. Whether it is his superior facial features and top-notch bone structure or his physique, he is outstanding.

Especially her figure—slim when dressed, muscular when undressed—clearly shows she exercises regularly, with perfect waist and abdominal lines that exude a fatal attraction.

Even in simple loungewear, she can excite and captivate.

Jiang Youxi became more and more excited as she touched him, her hand seemed to be on fire from the friction, her palm burning hot.

The man gasped.

Jiang Youxi froze in shock, her face filled with anxiety: “W-what’s wrong?”

His eyes held a cryptic look: “Jiang Youxi, if you want to touch me, then why are you pinching me?”

“I—” Jiang Youxi paused, her breath catching in her throat, “I didn’t pinch you.”

“Then why do I feel so much pain?”

Jiang Youxi thought for a moment: “Maybe… you’re being too sensitive.”

He Zhuo calmly glanced at her: “Isn’t it because you’re too strong?”

“No, this must be your hallucination!” Jiang Youxi said with certainty. “Yes, it’s your hallucination!”

“And so what if I did pinch you?” She put her hands on her hips, speaking with righteous indignation. “You’re my boyfriend now, so it’s only natural for me to do whatever I want to you. Otherwise, why would I even be in this relationship?”

He Zhuo remained calm: “Jiang Youxi.”

“Um?”

“Your neck is all red.”

Jiang Youxi was startled and subconsciously touched her neck.

It’s actually quite hot.

Do you know under what circumstances this usually happens?

Jiang Youxi looked at him, her eyes questioning, “What’s going on?”

“When secretly doing bad things.”

“…”

Okay, since he said he’s doing bad things, let him go all the way!

Jiang Youxi pinched him again on purpose.

The man’s breathing was slightly heavy, his brows furrowed, his expression a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Jiang Youxi, not minding the trouble of doing bad things, began to grope people more brazenly, her little face smug: “See, Brother He Zhuo, this is what it means to really do bad things.”

After saying that, she pinched him again.

Her wrist was held by the man.

He Zhuo was slightly out of breath, his eyes deep and unfathomable as he stared at her nakedly, as if he wanted to tear her apart and devour her.

Jiang Youxi sensed the change in his body. Taking advantage of her illness and the fact that he wouldn’t touch her, she moved her hips even more blatantly, getting closer to him.

Her finger landed on his bobbing Adam’s apple, her beautiful, round eyes wide open, her smile both innocent and alluring: “Brother He Zhuo, you… moved here.”

Are you… hungry?

Now both of his hands were held in place.

“Jiang Youxi”.

Jiang Youxi smiled innocently: “What’s wrong?”

“If you move again…” His voice was hoarse, his brow twitching slightly, as if he was suppressing something, “it won’t just be touching and pinching anymore.”

Jiang Youxi was taken aback: “What else?”

His eyes were frighteningly hot.

“chatter.”

“??”

She only intended to have a little fun, and since he wanted it too, they agreed to have a small taste of the meat to please each other.

But what are we doing now?!

This is beyond her expectations!

Jiang Youxi immediately chickened out.

Especially when she sensed that he was on the verge of losing control, she dared not move.

She was really worried that he would lose control and start a fire.

Jiang Youxi sat up straight, her posture obedient and well-behaved, her hands placed neatly on her hands…

On my own legs.

She smiled at him and said, “Brother He Zhuo, I want to eat now.”

The little girl smiled brightly and adorably, her dimples at the corners of her mouth conveying a sense of obedience and goodness.

It’s as if she’s not the same person who was so bold and flirtatious just now.

He Zhuo glanced at her sideways: “Jiang Youxi, you really have some tricks up your sleeve.”

Jiang Youxi smiled and humbly accepted the compliment: “Thank you, I will continue to work hard~”

He Zhuo chuckled, took her hand, and placed it directly on his flat stomach: “Okay, continue.”

“Huh? Are you still going to continue?”

How could she possibly accept such generosity?

“We haven’t even touched down there yet.” He grabbed her hand and led her downwards. “This is where the main event begins.”

If you accidentally touch it with your finger, you will feel an electric current instantly coursing through your body from your fingertip.

Jiang Youxi was startled and tried to stop: “You, you, you, didn’t you say it was just touching and pinching?!”

What are we supposed to do now?!

He said in a serious tone, “You can continue with what you were doing before, it’s up to you.”

“…”

Isn’t that too generous?

Jiang Youxi abruptly withdrew her hand and waved her index finger: “Such a good thing must be a trap.”

“so?”

“So let’s just eat our food.”

He scoffed, “You’re done playing with me and then you’re throwing me away?”

“What do you mean by ‘throw’?” Jiang Youxi asked somewhat guiltily. “I just… I was just worried that you might get addicted.”

“I will quit my addiction.”

“But I can’t stop it!”

“Jiang Youxi, you need to have more confidence in yourself.”

Jiang Youxi shook her head: “I’ve never had a heart since I was little, so where would I get confidence from?”

“…”

Jiang Youxi patted his chest and then leaned in to give him a comforting kiss on the cheek: “So for the sake of your health, it’s better not to start.”

Jiang Youxi thought about it more and more and felt that the logic of this statement was quite perfect and self-consistent!

“Jiang Youxi, you’re having your fun, but you don’t care about my life or death…”

Jiang Youxi covered his mouth, picked up a piece of meat with her chopsticks and brought it to his lips, her voice soft and coquettish: “Brother He Zhuo, eat some meat?”

He Zhuo looked at her expressionlessly.

Jiang Youxi then realized what was happening, immediately let go of his hand, and put the meat to his mouth again: “Come on, open your mouth.”

“I just want to eat other kinds of meat.”

No, you don’t want to.

“I really want to.”

“Don’t even think about it!” Jiang Youxi threatened. “Am I still your girlfriend? If I am, then listen to me, you’re not allowed to think about it!”

He Zhuo remained calm: “Jiang Youxi, you abused me.”

“What?! I didn’t even touch you!”

“You’re threatening me.”

“What kind of domestic violence is a threat?”

Don’t learn a word and then use it indiscriminately!

Verbal abuse.

“…”

OK.

Looks like she’s not easy to appease.

Jiang Youxi took a deep breath and forced a sweet smile: “Husband.”

He Zhuo’s eyes widened, and he sat up straight instantly: “What did you call me?”

“If you can’t hear me, then forget it.”

Jiang Youxi withdrew her hand and continued eating.

My hand was held.

Jiang Youxi looked at him: “What?”

“Say it again.”

Jiang Youxi feigned ignorance: “What are you shouting for?”

“husband.”

“I heard you,” Jiang Youxi leaned in and kissed him, smiling like a sly little fox—

“Wife~”