roccoschili Chapter 104 For the Strawberry Cake
Chapter 104 For the Strawberry Cake
The three returned home to find dinner already prepared.
During the meal, Fu Jinyun once again expressed his gratitude to An Jiaren.
He wanted to say more, but both children were his flesh and blood, and he couldn't bring himself to harm them.
He simply promised not to interfere in Fu Shengyang and Fu Wantang's affairs in the future.
After finishing his meal, Fu Shengyang returned to the Waterside Pavilion to rest.
An Xiaoyue slept very well last night; she wasn't sleepy at all.
With nothing to do, she decided to consult books and prepare medicinal herbs.
Make a health-preserving hammer for Grandpa, Uncle Fu, and Aunt Cui. They can pat the eight acupoints and other uncomfortable areas on their bodies every day to improve blood circulation.
Make Lingxi a refreshing sachet so she can drink less coffee to stay awake.
Also, provide some foot bath packs for Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhong. They stand for so long during class every day, and it's mental work. Soaking their feet before bed can help them relax.
Grandpa Fu gave her a piece of agarwood. The oil lines were clear, and the fragrance was light yet layered. It was a very good piece of agarwood. She planned to design it and make it into a bracelet to give to the Leng family.
She followed Fu Shengyang back to the room, thinking about the gift she wanted to give him. Before she knew it, Fu Shengyang grabbed her hand.
"What's wrong?" She was still in a daze, her thoughts not yet back to normal.
Fu Shengyang didn't say anything, but glanced at her and then suddenly pressed a kiss down on her.
She instinctively hugged his waist.
His satisfied expression relaxed, and he kissed her even deeper.
As their lips brushed together, An Xiaoyue smelled a faint, refreshing strawberry scent and felt a cool, minty sensation on her tongue.
When did he eat the candy? Why didn't he share one with her?
Before it was banned, you could eat candy or not.
Now that the doctor is advising her to eat less, she's been tempted by Fu Shengyang and is now craving the sweetness of candy.
She tiptoed, but Fu Shengyang tilted his head back and pulled away from her lips.
"So greedy?" He raised the corner of his eye slightly, his words tinged with amusement.
Taking advantage of a kiss to steal a sweet taste, An Xiaoyue's little secret was discovered, and she lowered her head shyly without saying a word.
Fu Shengyang lifted her chin with his long, slender fingers, forcing her to look him in the eye.
Only then did she realize that Fu Shengyang's gaze towards her had changed.
It became like the way Teacher Zhong looked at Teacher Zhou, that feeling of looking at her as if she was about to kiss her the next second.
That's the feeling Fu Shengyang is giving her now.
"Would you like some strawberry cake?" Fu Shengyang's voice was soft and alluring.
In winter, eating sweet and sour strawberries in a warm room is just like drinking a sip of orange soda when you're incredibly thirsty on a hot summer day.
Xiaoyue swallowed unconsciously when she thought about that feeling.
She bit her red lips lightly, "I... want to eat."
"Be a good girl, Xiaoyue, and I'll cook for you." His low, husky voice held an irresistible allure for An Xiaoyue.
Why is Fu Shengyang acting like this? She's not a three-year-old child; he's trying to coax her with food.
But she really wanted to eat strawberries.
What does he want her to do?
Is it that matter?
But Fu Shengyang's period is really not short. If it happens too frequently, will it affect his luck?
Fu Shengyang wasn't in a hurry. He saw her watery eyes darting around, full of struggle.
As she thought about it, her face turned red. What was she thinking about?
Fu Shengyang didn't expose her.
He lowered his head and leaned closer, his high, straight nose pressing against the tip of her nose, his lips capturing hers, sucking gently but firmly.
An Xiaoyue felt a tingling sensation between her lips, and her mind seemed to be buzzing with the buzzing of a swarm of bees, making it impossible for her to think.
Fu Shengyang's kisses seemed to have some kind of magic; whenever he kissed her, she couldn't think straight, and her heart would pound wildly.
"Have you thought it through?" His voice was deep and gentle, with a hint of a smile.
"You..." An Xiaoyue's chin was still being held by his hand. She looked at him, submitting as if she had no choice, "What do you want to say?"
She had no idea how attractive her submissive demeanor was to Fu Shengyang, a man experiencing love for the first time.
"Kiss me, just like I kissed you just now." His voice was hoarse, piercing her heart.
An Xiaoyue's heart skipped a beat.
She gave him a flirtatious look, knowing that since Fu Shengyang hadn't gotten what he wanted last night, he wouldn't let her off the hook today.
An Xiaoyue was both ashamed and angry, but she also knew that as long as Fu Shengyang wanted it, there was no use in refusing; he would get it sooner or later.
For the sake of the strawberry cake, Xiaoyue took a deep breath, using the hand on his waist for leverage, and obediently stuck out her little tongue to gently caress his lips, following his order, from the inside out, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily.
Fu Shengyang was amused by her clumsy and haphazard kissing skills. He raised an eyebrow and hooked her tongue around, licking and sucking it.
For a moment, the room was filled with the sounds of intimate kisses, seductive moans, and passionate panting, all intertwining and making one blush and their heart race.
After the passionate kiss ended, An Xiaoyue had no strength left.
In the end, Fu Shengyang carried her to the sofa to rest. She sat on his lap, leaning weakly against his shoulder.
"Were you angry with me when you saw Ruan Jingyi today?"
"Mmm." She didn't have the strength to deny it at all.
If she were to say that she suspected Fu Shengyang of taking care of her grandfather at the hospital with Ruan Jingyi behind her back, Fu Shengyang would definitely say that she was making things up and being unreasonable.
Because of his mother's situation, Fu Shengyang didn't like her having wild thoughts during her pregnancy.
Fu Shengyang smiled slightly, the upturned corners of his mouth revealing his smugness and pleasure.
Finally, she's gotten jealous.
"When would you like to eat the strawberry cake? Ji Yubai had some strawberries delivered this morning; they're red and big, perfect for making a strawberry cake."
Ji Yubai? He really does keep his word.
Should she eat the strawberry cake or not? If she eats someone's food, she's obligated to eat it. How will she explain this to Lingxi later?
"Speak," Fu Shengyang whispered in her ear, giving her a quick kiss on her rounded earlobe.
Unable to withstand the provocation, An Xiaoyue's voice was soft and moist, "Ji Yubai likes Lingxi, so I'd better not eat these strawberries."
Fu Shengyang was surprised to hear about Ji Yubai and Zhong Lingxi's affair for the first time.
"It's alright, eat if you want. I'll have someone send him some toads."
Toad wants to eat.
An Xiaoyue laughed out loud, "Wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate?"
Her chest heaved with laughter, stirring up Fu Shengyang's heart.
"My wife won't eat my strawberry cake anymore, so what's wrong with me giving her a toad as a wish for good fortune?"
It's really awful.
"I want to have strawberry cake in the afternoon, as a snack."
"I'll take a shower and then I'll do it."
"Ok."
With a soft, fragrant body in his arms, Fu Shengyang found it hard to resist.
He pulled away from them. "Are you still angry?"
"I misunderstood, I'm not angry anymore," she said frankly.
"Don't worry, there are no other women around me, and I have no interest in other women."
An Xiaoyue was stunned. What did he mean by that?
Explanation?
A reassurance?
Is it because he doesn't want her to overthink things, that he's trying to appease her?
Or perhaps, he cares about her feelings?
An Xiaoyue didn't know, but she still obediently nodded and replied, "I understand."
Judging from her expression, Fu Shengyang knew she knew nothing.
However, the fact that she's jealous now means she still has feelings for him.
Don't put pressure on her; let her figure it out gradually.