Chapter 28 - Want Him To Kiss Me (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Breathing in her scent, Jiang Shaocheng was taken aback by how his self-control had practically crumbled before him. If he didn’t do something, she would surely notice his body’s reaction. “Let me do it myself,” he said, his voice rough.

Tang Qiu immediately got to her feet. Her heart was still thundering against her chest, and her breaths came hot and heavy.

‘When he tried to pull on his pants, it seemed like his legs were giving him trouble, so she extended a hand to help him. He eyed her, and she said solemnly, “I said I would take care of you, and I mean it.” She still remembered what it was like to look after her grandmother in the hospital. It didn’t make her

current situation easy by any means, but it did make it easier.

“Dear, don’t feel bashful or humiliated. I’m your wife. This is nothing unusual,” she added, thinking that he was trying to preserve his dignity.

Her voice was soft, but her actions were firm as she helped him pull on his pants. Jiang Shaocheng stared at her, his eyes smoldering.

“Tm going to go back to translating those documents, dear. If you’re tired, go to bed first.”

“TIl stay up with you.” For some reason, a warmth was blossoming in his heart, and he found it impossible to take his eyes off her.

After some time, Jiang Shaocheng lifted his eyes to her, only to see that she had fallen asleep at the table. He was dumbfounded for a moment. “Wake up, Qiu. Let’s go to the bedroom.”

She was deep in sleep, and didn’t stir. Jiang Shaocheng had no choice but to carry her back to their bedroom. He pinched her nose with mock-disapproval. “You didn’t wash your face, kitten.” He was particular about cleanliness, but he decided to let it slide; she was his wife, after all. He dutifully dipped a

towel in water and helped her wipe her face and hands, then stripped off her socks and cleaned her feet.

Tang Qiu felt a ticklish sensation and batted away his hands sleepily. “Go away,” she mumbled. “Want my husband… Want him to kiss me

Jiang Shaocheng’s ears perked up, straining to hear her muffled words. “Want my husband to kiss me…” she murmured. “Want to be in his arms… want him to pick me up…”

Jiang Shaocheng stared at his wife’s fair face, heat flooding his cheeks, utterly flummoxed.

The next morning, Tang Qiu awoke and hastily made her way to the toilet. When she stumbled upon Jiang Shaocheng sitting on the toilet bowl, she shricked and rushed to shield her eyes, mortified. “Why… why are you here?”

Helplessly, Jiang Shaocheng raised an eyebrow at her. “Is there somewhere else I should be using the toilet, my darling wife?” he asked flatly.

Tang Qiu had no reply to that, so she scurried out of the bathroom. She was suddenly struck by a memory of last night’s dream. She had been nestled in her husband’s arms, embracing and touching him without reservation, and… begging for him to kiss her.