A Warm Wedding and A New Bride of Young Master Lu

Chapter 30 - Inevitable Feelings

Su Jianan stuck out her tongue obediently. The tip of her tongue had been scalded red. There were even signs of blistering, which had her panting in pain.

Frowning, Lu Boyan went to retrieve the first-aid kit. When he returned, Su Jianan heard two hisses. Fumes carrying a minty fragrance assaulted the tip of her tongue. They spray suppressed the burning sensation on her tongue, providing her great relief.

"Thanks."

Due to the burn on her tongue, Su Jianan's accent came out a little funny. Her voice became softer and more delicate. When it reached his ears, it felt as if a soft, tiny hand had reached in and stroked his heart.

Perhaps it was due to pain, but her crystalline eyes looked as if they were fogged over by a layer of water vapor. It was as if the pain was so unbearable that she could barely speak. It made her look extremely pitiable.

"Su Jianan, how is it possible for your stupidity to reach such an extent?" Lu Boyan said in a tone of resignation.

"You only notice it now?" Su Jianan hummed twice playfully. When she spoke next, she sounded a little pleased. "We're already married, so it's too late to regret anything now."

Lu Boyan placed the mint spray into her palm. "Spray it on the wound when you feel pain."

"Oh." Su Jianan stared at the congee regretfully. "I can't eat anymore. Please don't let it go to waste..."

Lu Boyan's lips curled into a smile. "Mrs. Lu had prepared it especially for me. Of course I wouldn't waste any of it."

The ambience of the night had rendered his long and narrow eyes unreadable. It was as if nothing could get past his sharp and penetrating eyes.

Almost instantly, Su Jianan's confidence faltered. "Oh, get over yourself! As if I would make it especially for you!"

She was already fleeing upstairs as she spoke.

"I'm hungry? Yeah, right," Su Jianan thought. It was just an excuse, that much was true. She just did not want Lu Boyan hungry.

But how did he figure it out?

Lu Boyan watched as Su Jianan fled the scene with her tail between her legs. A tiny smile formed on his lips. He retrieved his laptop and began reading some documents while he slowly enjoyed the congee. By the time he reached the final page, he had finished everything in the claypot. The sharp pain in his stomach had vanished too.

Before, he had been subjected to an IV drip for hours on end, yet none of it brought his stomach any relief.

"Looks like being married to an idiot isn't such a bad thing after all," he mused.

Lu Boyan would have to walk past Su Jianan's bedroom every time he headed to his own room. As he neared her door, his steps involuntarily slowed. Soon, he was standing before her door, his hand holding the handle. He twisted and found that the door was indeed unlocked.

She was curled up in the massive bed like a small animal. Her arms were wrapped around a throw pillow, which was long, slender and had a kissyfur theme. One side of her face nuzzled against the pillow whereas the other side was bathed in darkness. She was quiet and she looked completely at ease. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her sleeping habits, on the other hand, were far from deserving praise. It did not take long for her to kick the covers into a messy pile. Her long, slender legs were stretched haphazardly on top of the covers. Under the warm, yellow lighting, the smooth skin of her legs seemed even more attractive.

Lu Boyan walked over and readjusted the covers in a well-practiced manner.

The Little Monster was so much more obedient when asleep. She curled under the covers willingly, gently pursing her pink lips...