Chapter 778: You Rely on the Fact I Like You
Feng Tianlan turned herself to put her arms around his neck and gently sniffed as she said, “Didn’t you leave because you were angry? Why did you come back? And you have the audacity to talk about consummation. Believe it or not, I won’t give you a chance to consummate our relationship in your lifetime.”
He still dared to be angry with her and hide away. If she had not been careful, she could have been deeply hurt by him.
Si Mobai looked down at how Feng Tianlan puffed out her cheeks in anger, but her hands held his neck close, and her face was full of smiles. He said, “Is Lan’er not afraid of being a grass widow* for a lifetime?”
“I didn’t say I want to marry you. I can…” Before she could finish speaking, she felt her whole body become chilled to the core. She raised her eyes to look at Si Mobai’s icy-looking face. She pouted, feeling aggrieved, and said, “I can marry Mobai.”He was really petty. She only said those words to tease him and he had become as chilly as a 10000-year-old iceberg. It was really scary.
Only then had Si Mobai’s chilly demeanor melted away, and he said with a smile, “I will allow it.”
Feng Tianlan pressed her lips together. Why did his words sound as if she was begging to marry him? Did he not recall how he blatantly declared that she was his fiancée in an overbearing and unyielding way? They had not been married yet and he had already told the outside world that she was his Princess Consort.
Come to think about it, he was utterly shameless!
Si Mobai carried Feng Tianlan back to the bedroom and put her on the bed. He took a handkerchief that had been wrung dry and gently wiped it across her face. He asked, “Lan’er, how did you know that I was following you?”
She had even deliberately pretended to faint in order to trick him into coming out. It was not enough that she tricked him once. She had to deceive him a second time.
Feng Tianlan looked at him with a smile and said, “Didn’t you say you were just passing by?”Si Mobai’s hand stopped, and, with a straight face, he said in a serious tone, “I just happened to pass by. I misspoke just now.”
Seeing how he said one thing but meant another, and that he even spoke in such a deadly earnest manner, she laughed in delight. “Because I like you, so our two hearts are linked as one, and I knew you were around,” she responded.
She was not going to expose him. She would give him some face, as men loved to maintain their dignity.
Si Mobai’s hand paused, and he fixed his eyes on Feng Tianlan with a burning gaze. He saw how she laughed so brightly and how it was also a laugh from the heart. He sighed on the inside and said dotingly, “You rely on the fact that I like you, so you do as you wish.”
He was angry at her threat, but he still helped her.
He was sad that she had only thought about Xi Jin when she woke up. He wanted to rebuff her, but when he saw her faint after looking everywhere for him, whatever reprimand he had in mind and whatever jealousy he felt were long gone unimaginably far away. He only had eyes for her and nothing else.
“How long have I slept? You’ve even grown a beard.” Feng Tianlan reached out to stroke his stubby chin. She lifted her eyes to look at his dark circles and hurried to shift further inside the bed and pat the spot where she had just been laying. She said, “Come up quickly and have a chat.”
Si Mobai got up and wrung the handkerchief out to wash his face. He touched his chin and frowned. Then he turned around and took off his shoes. The moment he laid down, a soft head immediately burrowed into his arms. A pair of slender arms already hugged his waist.
This action made the whisper of a sigh in his heart completely disappeared. Apart from the satisfaction and happiness that were left behind, there was a sense of helplessness and indulgent love. As long as she was happy, everything was good.
Feng Tianlan adjusted herself until she was positioned comfortably in his arms, then stopped moving. She said, “Mobai, I like you very much. I have never like someone so much.”
Si Mobai put his hands on her waist and slightly tightened the grip of his hands, listening to her words. He also liked her very much. He had never liked someone other than her.
*: Grass widows are women whose husbands are often away.
