Chapter 243 (2/2)

Ning Yuxuan coldly harrumphed. He pinched her waist and asked, ”Do you like me?”

Ji Man blinked. ”Sangyu has always liked you.”

She had the nerve to say that she liked him? Not even the slightest trace of warmth showed in her phoenix eyes as she said those words. She always looked at him as if she was just watching an actor on a stage.

Marquis Moyu's mood plummeted. He stripped her out of her dress without any gentleness.

”Aiya, too cold...” It was winter!

A hot body very quickly covered hers. That person's lips were pressed in a flat line, and he was expressionlessly watched her. But, in the end, he couldn't resist his desires. He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

Because his lips were usually pressed together, Ji Man had thought they would feel very stiff. But, once they started kissing, his lips felt quite soft. Feeling somewhat comfortable, Ji Man closed her eyes.

Just as this dried gra.s.s was about to burst in flames and become a mosaic of a blazing inferno, Xi-er, who was sleeping the neighboring room, began his punctual nighttime crying. His cries were very loud and quickly swept away the intimate mood.

There was a throbbing vein on Ning Yuxuan's forehead. He gritted his teeth and asked, ”Where's the wet nurse?”

Ji Man hurriedly put on her clothes and said, ”The wet nurse isn't good at coaxing him. I always have to sing him a lullaby before he'll go back to sleep. I'll help you put on your clothes, then I'll tell the wet nurse to bring Xi-er here.”

Rubbing the spot between his eyebrows, for the first time in his life, Ning Yuxuan thought that children were actually rather troublesome.

Although the baby's cries sounded quite pitiful, there weren't actually any tears on his face. After the wet nurse fed the baby, she entered Nie Sangyu's inner room and handed the baby over to her.

Ji Man placed the baby down on an improvised cradle. As she rocked the cradle, she sang, ”My dearest treasure, here's a little bit of sweetness so that you can sleep well tonight...”

She had to sing for a while before Xi-er finally fell back to sleep. Ji Man let out a sigh of relief, then she turned her head and saw Ning Yuxuan looking disdainfully at her.

”What kind of song is that? It doesn't rhyme or have any sense of rhythm.”

Towards this man from ancient times that didn't know true art, Ji Man wouldn't bother arguing with him. ”It's fine as long as it gets Xi-er to fall sleep.”

Ning Yuxuan harrumphed.

They went back to bed, and he hugged her again.

”My lord, have you forgotten to answer my question from earlier?”

”I don't like you,” he coldly replied. Then, he s.h.i.+fted her head so that it was resting on his chest and said, ”Go to sleep.”

Ji Man twitched her lips. This was really worrisome. Was Marquis Moyu just too conceited to say it aloud, or did he really not like her?