Falling in Love With My Arranged-Marriage Husband-Chapter 86 - 62: Husband

Chapter 86 -62: Husband

The man’s gaze gradually turned cold.

“Ji Sang.”

“Ah?”

“What did you just say?”

Fu Yisi put the blanket aside, casually grabbed a towel to wipe his neck, his eyes cold and indifferent as he looked at the woman, successfully pulling Ji Sang out of her photographic trance.

Ji Sang widened her eyes, blinking a few times.

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“What did I say?”

Yet, her body stealthily took a step backward, her mind berating herself for being unable to control her words in front of Fu Yisi, blurting out whatever came to mind.

“Oh, what did you say?”

The man flicked the flower petals from his neck and rose unhurriedly from the bathtub, taking step by step towards Ji Sang.

“Don’t remember?”

After retreating a few steps, Ji Sang found herself against the wall with nowhere to escape.

“Hehe.”

Ji Sang laughed nervously a few times.

“I just misspoke. You laugh so handsomely, so beautifully, I should take a picture with my camera.”

Fu Yisi slightly bent down, snatched the SLR from Ji Sang’s hands, and without looking, placed it on the side stand.

“Handsome, beautiful?”

“Mhm mhm!”

Ji Sang nodded vigorously, then, as if remembering something, bravely met Fu Yisi’s gaze and smiled ingratiatingly.

“My husband is of course the most handsome man.”

Indeed, upon hearing those two words, the coldness in Fu Yisi’s eyes dissipated quite a bit, and his tight jaw seemed to relax as well.

His eyebrows quirked.

The man looked somewhat surprised at the little woman trapped by him.

“What did you call me?”

“Husband.”

Ji Sang immediately added. She was initially just trying it out, seeing how eagerly Fu Yisi called her wife that morning, perhaps this ‘husband’ could ease his anger.

And it really worked.

This time, Ji Sang grew bolder, wrapping her arms around Fu Yisi’s arm, looking up and obediently calling out again,

“Husband.”

Fu Yisi was thoroughly delighted by this ‘husband.’ Yet, his face remained impassive as he glanced at the little woman in the conversation.

“Still want to take pictures?”

“…”

Ji Sang hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

“No more pictures.”

One cannot be too greedy; she had basically captured almost everything already. As for what she most wanted to capture… it was a bit too much, and she wasn’t sure if Fu Yisi would agree. Looking at the current situation, it might be best for her to stop.

After all, the best things must be obtained step by step.

Fu Yisi nodded lightly.

“Alright, you’re done taking pictures, now you should give me my reward.”

“…”

Ji Sang hesitated, looking at the man.

“Reward?”

“Mhm.”

Fu Yisi’s voice grew deeper, darker, his gaze intensifying as it landed on Ji Sang’s somewhat disheveled nightgown, sinking down.

He raised his hand, slowly brushing aside her stray hair.

This movement seemed to imply something, causing Ji Sang’s heart to flutter, somewhat bewilderedly she averted her gaze, her delicate, long eyelashes fluttering.

“What… what kind of reward?”

“It depends on what reward you give.”

Fu Yisi was in no rush, just leisurely dragging out the moment with Ji Sang, his hand still resting by her face, even absentmindedly caressing the woman’s skin.

Ji Sang pursed her lips, mustered some courage, and looked up.

“I’ll make breakfast today.”

The man chuckled.

“No need, why would you make breakfast, besides…”

Fu Yisi suddenly lowered his head, his chin brushing over Ji Sang’s shoulder, whispering in her ear.

“I don’t want to have breakfast right now.”

“…”

The bathroom is not small, but Fu Yisi has kept her confined in this tiny corner, making Ji Sang feel suffocated, with the air seeming thin and even a bit scorching. Moreover, after the recent photo session, Fu Yisi’s belt had already been loosened a bit, and his bathrobe hung loose and slack, so with just the slightest lean…

Just by looking down, she could see the man’s physique.

Fu Yisi’s physique is quite impressive.

That’s the conclusion Ji Sang has reached after days of sharing a bed. At first, she was puzzled about how Fu Yisi could have abs and adonis belts despite being so busy, but by this morning’s breakfast, she finally realized that he gets up this early every day to exercise.

Good physique is indeed the result of hard work.

Ji Sang, afraid that she would always involuntarily stare beneath Fu Yisi’s bathrobe and let her imagination run wild, threw caution to the wind and looked up at the man.

“What do you want then?”

Fu Yisi smiled triumphantly.

“Whatever I want, you’ll give it?”

“…You… can’t be too much.”

“Hmm.”

The man’s response was somewhat perfunctory as he pointed to the corner of his mouth, which Ji Sang had earlier requested to be stained with milk.

Ji Sang: ….

Fu Yisi waited for twenty seconds, and seeing that the woman had still not made a sound, he chuckled softly,

“This… isn’t too much, right?”

Indeed, it wasn’t too much.

Ji Sang thought to herself that if Fu Yisi were in the entertainment industry, he would surely be one of the top stars of his time, not to mention how much it would cost just to get him for a magazine shoot, and that’s if he could even be booked.

But to obediently kiss him like this… it somehow felt rather embarrassing.

Ji Sang slightly parted her lips, cautiously breathing, as if trying to alleviate the inexplicable tension this way.

“Then close your eyes.”

Fu Yisi arched his brows, and obediently closed his eyes.

The man had a demeanor that suggested he was hers for the taking, and Ji Sang realized she felt even more nervous.

Thump thump thump… Boom boom boom!

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Ji Sang bit her lip, tiptoed, and gently kissed Fu Yisi’s mouth corner, then buried her head in her hands.

When Fu Yisi opened his eyes, he saw Ji Sang’s flushed ears and couldn’t help but chuckle, reaching to pinch her earlobe.

“We’ve kissed before, why so shy?”

Ji Sang: ….

Could these even compare? Before, he was always the one taking the initiative; this was her first time actively kissing him! She’s not as thick-skinned as he is.

“Ji Sang, look up.”

“No.”

Fu Yisi found it somewhat amusing. This little woman acted as though he were some sort of tyrant… forcing a virtuous woman… while in fact, he was her lawful husband.

They had been married for over half a year now, and all he was asking for was his wife’s kiss.

Nothing more.

The man rested his hand against the wall and lowered his head.

“Really not?”

Ji Sang still covered her face tightly. The man chuckled suddenly. Without further comment, he gently bit Ji Sang’s earlobe.

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The pressure was perfectly controlled, from the initial sting to a tingling numbness.

Ji Sang helplessly moaned.

Suddenly looking up,

“Fu Yisi, don’t do this…”

But the man simply sealed her lips with his, sticking close, and softly asked,

“How am I doing this, hmm?”

As soon as Ji Sang opened her mouth, he began his advance. Only when she lacked the strength to argue did he gradually ease, while their lips were still touching.

“Like this?”

A kiss landed on the tip of her pert nose.

“Or like this?”

A kiss fell just above the quivering eyelashes.

“Like this?”

A kiss fell behind the sensitive ear.

“Like this?”

Kisses showered delicately upon various parts of Ji Sang’s face.

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