Chapter 440: Warmth (1) (1/2)

Chu Lian cleared her throat to gloss over the awkward moment. She lifted the curtain and asked, “It’s so late, why aren’t you resting yet? Is there something you need to tell me urgently?”

Although He Sanlang’s eyelids were lowered, he had been watching Chu Lian from the edge of his vision. When she had paused in front of the pearl curtain at the door and had been seemingly entranced by him, he was beside himself with delight despite his cold countenance.

Restraining the fireworks in his heart, He Changdi said in a low, husky voice, “I remembered that there is something I haven’t given you yet, so I came over.”

Chu Lian looked at him doubtfully.

She walked over and sat down beside him. Tilting her head to one side, she asked, “Really?”

He Changdi covered his lips and let out a cough, before he shifted his gaze elsewhere, “When have I ever lied to you?”

Chu Lian’s brows creased together. Her limpid eyes stared at He Changdi, her suspicion as clear as day.

This lunatic He Sanlang was always full of empty words.

He Sanlang scolded Chu Lian for ‘shamelessly’ staring at him in his heart. She was clearly too brazen for her own good. However, he also felt like he was floating on clouds at the same time. He enjoyed this ‘scorching hot’ gaze of hers and he wished that Chu Lian would only ever have him in her eyes. Thus, a short while later, the tips of his ears began to redden.

Chu Lian reached her hand out towards He Changdi.

He Sanlang caught sight of her small outstretched hand as he looked up. Before he realised it, he had already reached out to grab it with his large and coarse hand.

When their hands came into contact with each other, it was as if a spark of electricity had passed through their arms and hit them straight in their hearts. He Sanlang couldn’t help rubbing and kneading her soft and delicate hand.

His wife’s hand was so lovely to the touch!

Her hand was so soft, so warm, and especially smooth. It was so tender and fragile that he was afraid of squeezing too hard. Coming here tonight was the wisest decision he had ever made.

Chu Lian’s temples twitched. She watched as He Sanlang’s chiseled face gradually turned warmer while his eyes lit up like the stars in the night sky. She could feel his large palm enveloping her hand. As if grabbing her hand wasn’t enough, he rubbed and caressed her hand all over, like he had just found his favourite toy. It looked to her like he wanted to commit even the length of her nails to memory.

Although this feeling wasn’t half bad, this wasn’t what she had intended when she reached her hand out.

Chu Lian forcefully pulled away her hand from his, before showing her palm once again to He Changdi, “So where is it? Didn’t you say that you wanted to give me something?”

It was only then that He Sanlang finally understood why his wife had reached her hand out. So it hadn’t been for him to touch, it was to ask him for his present…

He Sanlang felt like he had been dealt a blow.

The icy countenance that had thawed a little froze right over again. He scanned the young girl before him with half-lidded eyes. He was fuming inside and he wanted to punish this ‘wicked’ woman. Unfortunately, his heart was willing but his flesh was weak.