Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 151 Didn’t Go Home (1)

"What are you going to eat if you don’t make breakfast? Also, skipping breakfast is bad for your health. As a doctor, you should know that very well," Mi Jing glanced at Shen Lingxing and said.

"Mrs. Xu will make it."

Recently, the weather had turned colder. In these early mornings, Shen Lingxing naturally couldn’t bear to have Mi Jing personally make breakfast for him. In such beautiful mornings, he wanted her to stay in his arms a little longer. Even if waking up meant he couldn’t fall back asleep, just holding her like this and watching her sleep sweetly made him feel very content.

"Then I’ll lend Mrs. Xu a hand."

The room was open-plan. Upon walking upstairs, one could see the large bed. However, Mrs. Xu was a very sensible person. When they were home, she would never come upstairs to disturb them. But even so, Mi Jing still felt somewhat awkward, knowing there was another person in the house, while they were being so intimately tangled up together, giving her a sense of being observed.

"Absolutely not!" Shen Lingxing held Mi Jing tightly in a domineering manner.

During cold days, nestling in bed and sleeping in was blissful. Since Shen Lingxing intended for her to sleep a little longer, Mi Jing gladly accepted this.

When she woke up again, Mi Wan was still lying on the dark blue bed, still nestled in Ji Dongquan’s arms.

"Are you hungry?" Ji Dongquan didn’t know when he woke up, but as soon as Mi Wan opened her eyes, his voice dropped. novelbuddy-cσ๓

"Yeah." Mi Wan rubbed her eyes and nodded, saying, "Prepare food for me, also clothes, and the morning-after pill."

Thinking of the morning-after pill right after waking up?

Ji Dongquan felt a surge of annoyance, and said coldly, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll give you fake pills?"

"I believe you wouldn’t do something so wicked," Mi Wan said with certainty. Even though she had just woken up, her thoughts were extraordinarily clear.

Hmph, it wasn’t that he wouldn’t do something wicked; he just didn’t want to take advantage of her.

Ji Dongquan got out of bed naked, walked to the wall closet, opened the door, and said, "There are ready-to-wear clothes here, choose them yourself."

"Ji Dongquan, do you have a cross-dressing fetish? Or have you planned this all along?" The wardrobe, half-filled with women’s clothes, left Mi Wan somewhat surprised.

"What do you think?" Ji Dongquan raised his narrow eyes, revealing a roguish gleam.

"..."

Mi Wan turned away, giving Ji Dongquan her back, indicating with her actions that she refused to answer this question.

Seeing this, Ji Dongquan curled his lips into a light smile, cheerfully put on his clothes, then took an ointment from the nearby drawer, walked to the bed, and handed it to Mi Wan, "Wanwan, guess what this is?"

Upon hearing this, Mi Wan looked closely. After seeing the content on the ointment, she cast a sideways glance at Ji Dongquan and pursed her lips without saying anything.

"Little darling, what does not speaking mean? Are you thinking of doing it yourself, or do you want me to do it like before?" Ji Dongquan’s words were full of significant meaning, revealing a hint of wickedness.

Like before?

Upon hearing Ji Dongquan’s words, Mi Wan felt a slight embarrassment, but the sudden flood of memories overwhelmed the feeling of shyness.

They once had many sweet moments. The first time waking up in his arms, she was not as calm as now. She felt shy, joyful, satisfied, and now a stark difference to the tranquility mixed with unease, although the soreness in her body was somewhat similar.

That morning, he also held an ointment like this, asking if she wanted to do it herself or needed his help.

Having just transformed from a girl into a woman, driven by shy emotions, she naturally chose to do it herself, but he insisted on helping, claiming it was inconvenient for her to do it herself. Thus, they started to tussle on the bed, and due to his overpowering strength, he ended up devouring her completely until she had no strength left to resist.

Lastly, he lovingly cleaned her body and carefully helped her apply the medicine. The whole process was filled with enjoyment, shyness, and a profound, unyielding love...

"No need for trouble, I can do it myself." Coming back from her recollections, Mi Wan grabbed the ointment from Ji Dongquan’s hand, then, acting composed, urged him, "Hurry and get out."

"Want me to help?" Ji Dongquan didn’t leave, continuing to tease.

"No need," Mi Wan said flatly.

"If you need help in the future, feel free to tell me. I’ll be happy to assist," Ji Dongquan said, laughing as he walked out, then closed the door behind him.

As soon as the door shut, Mi Wan immediately wrapped herself in the quilt and got out of bed, then quickly walked to the door, locking it. Afterward, she randomly took a set of clothes from the wardrobe and rushed into the bathroom.

This was Mi Wan’s first time here. Walking into the bathroom, she saw an entire wall mirror, making her flinch.

What kind of taste does Ji Dongquan have, turning the bathroom into a dance studio?

Though Mi Wan couldn’t agree with Ji Dongquan’s taste, she didn’t stop herself from walking toward the mirror. Standing before it, Mi Wan carefully inspected the damage done to her body, looking at the patches of purple-red marks, she recalled the craziness of last night and this morning.

It’s been a long time since she had sex. Song Guotao had always been rough in this aspect, often focusing only on his own pleasure, tossing her around violently, rarely considering her feelings. Previously, she thought maybe that’s just how he was, not thinking much of it. Moreover, he wasn’t keen on sex, which she found a relief. So even if he didn’t touch her for months, or even half a year, she wouldn’t complain. Instead, every time she dreamt of being entangled with Ji Dongquan, she felt more guilty towards Song Guotao, believing that in this marriage, she was spiritually unfaithful from the start. But later she realized, Song Guotao disliked her from the beginning! Hence, she worried, someday Ji Dongquan would feel the same. When the passion faded, life filled with trivial matters, he might reach a point of weariness...

Coming out of the bathroom, Ji Dongquan hadn’t returned yet. Mi Wan walked to the wardrobe again, picked an overcoat to wear, then looked around the room carefully, only to find many enlarged framed photos of herself on the walls, capturing her either smiling or not.

The room was spacious, using Ji Dongquan’s favored cool tones. Apart from her photos, there were no other decorations, clearly indicating his feelings for her.

Her heart suddenly leaped with joy, yet without any surprise. Mi Wan understood Ji Dongquan, as he said, if he had no feelings for her, he wouldn’t come back to find her. However, the uncertainty about the future made her unable to fully let go. If they were destined to part ways in the end, she would rather not start now. Even though she, like him, couldn’t forget the past happiness, she didn’t want to take the risk precisely because those memories were too beautiful.

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