Mollycoddle My Wife[Layho]

Chapter 28 : Troublesome people

When he woke up again, the evening sunlight was slipping through the curtains, pouring warmth into the room. The golden rays painted over the couple lying on the bed. Suho lightly brushed his finger over Yixing’s sharp nose bridge.

A warm breath huffed on suho ’s face, “Still not satisfied with your husband’s looks?” Yixing said as he opened his eyes, directing his pampering gaze onto his lover who was caught red-handed.

Suho, who snapped out from the daze, returned a glare at his husband, “Why are you pretending to be asleep when you’re awake?”

“I’m curious if my bunny was stunned by his husband’s good looks and decided to stay by his side forever.”

The younger man poked his husband’s forehead, “Narcissist. Get up now. I’m hungry.”

Yixing, who received a pleasant kiss, went to wash up with his wife. Then, he also carried him to the ground level and settled suho on the chair that had an extra cushion.

Suho felt so embarrassed by the action. He tried to protest against it, but Yixing would not listen to him and carried out the actions stubbornly. Suho’s body was not that uncomfortable, and his lower half was not feeling painful. Even though he was able to walk on his own, his lover would not give in and insisted on carrying him.

All the helpers had an understanding look on their faces as the couple made their way to the dining room. However, to be admired by so many people, Suho could not help but to blush at the attention received.

Suho felt that his whole lifetime’s worth of reputation had been destroyed by Zhang Yixing .

The younger man turned his gaze onto the appetizing food on the table and had the urge to stab Yixing with the knife or to simply cut his own stomach and end the embarrassment.

Yixing picked some light food and placed it onto Suho’s plate and served a bowl of black chicken herbal soup for Suho , “Have some more. Try this chicken soup, I got the chef to cook it specially for you. I’ve scooped away the oil layer, it’s less greasy.”

Suho wanted to say, can I not drink? Why do I feel like I’m on confinement?! But he saw Yixing’s earnest gaze. He sighed and tried the soup – it was delicious anyway.

After the couple had dinner, Yixing carried Junmyeon to the sofa, “Do you still want to get some rest?”

Suho shook his head, “I’ve slept too much. I want to head outside for a walk.”

Lay frowned at his reply, “Suho , you should rest for another two days before heading outside.”

Suho blushed, “I’m fine. It’s too boring to be cooped up indoors so I want to head outside for some fresh air.”

Yixing got up and carried Suho as they headed outdoors. “Then I’ll carry you there. We’ll get some fresh air before we sleep.”

Suho sighed internally, it’s no good, I’m so thoroughly embarrassed.

The couple walked around in the garden until they were tired. They sat on the long bench, gazed at the clouds while they talked. It was almost what Suho requested – to get some fresh air outdoors – the only difference was that he was carried around.

The writer looked up as he stared at the clouds. He relaxed and leaned his head on Lay’s shoulder, “Yixing, why did you want me to call you Lay?”

“Nothing, just It gives me Daddy vibe”. He replied receiving dead glare from Suho.

“It’s the name my grandfather called me by. I don't know the reason yet”.

“I like how Lay sounds.”