81: Chapter 81: Trying to Tease but Ended up Being Teased 81: Chapter 81: Trying to Tease but Ended up Being Teased This damn man, how dare he bite her on the neck?
And he goes all out—
Thinks she’s jelly or what?
Really…
One of her hands was being held by him, and the other couldn’t push him away at all.
This guy was just too heavy, she felt like there was a mountain pressing down on her.
His head restlessly rubbed against her neck, and his low, hoarse whisper echoed by her ear— this was also torture for Su He.
Su He took a deep breath to calm herself down.
“Jiang Yan, let’s get up and drink the hangover cure, okay?
That should stop your headache.”
She rested her chin on his broad shoulder and whispered in his ear.
“Be good, okay?
Drink the hangover cure and you’ll feel better.”
If they weren’t married, she would have definitely kicked him away by now.
Still coaxing him to drink the hangover cure, it’s like a dream.
Under her repeated gentle coaxing, he finally reacted.
He propped himself up a bit, his deep eyes still looking at her vaguely, and Su He immediately felt much lighter and more comfortable.
Then, she helped him sit up and brought him the hangover cure.
“Here, drink this, then the pain will stop.”
He glanced at the hangover cure in front of him, his voice a bit hoarse as he muttered “Hmm”, but did not reach out.
Su He: ?
Two seconds later, she understood.
After feeding him, she said, “Then lay down and rest.”
But the man’s eyebrows furrowed, his thin lips slightly parted, and he sparingly uttered three words, “No lying, dirty.”
If it wasn’t for his still hazy and bewildered state, with the smell of alcohol still on his breath, she might have really thought he had sobered up.
Su He had a bit of a headache, earlier when he hadn’t been awake, she might have managed to wipe down his body, but now that he’s awake—
She said, “You wait here, I’ll get your pajamas for you to change into before you sleep.”
Saying that, she got up and went to his wardrobe.
But when she came back out, the man who was originally sitting on the bed was gone; she turned her head towards the bathroom and heard the sound of running water.
Damn!
He didn’t go take a shower, did he?
Without thinking much, she walked straight to the restroom and pushed the door open, her voice slightly tense, “Jiang Yan, you can’t shower now!”
However, what she saw was the man, having taken off his shirt, standing at the sink ready to use a towel to wipe down his body.
Su He: …
She stood there for a few seconds, then said, “Sorry to interrupt, take your time wiping.”
But just as she turned around, her wrist was caught.
A low, mellow, husky voice entered her ears, “Wait, help me wipe my back, I can’t reach.”
One minute later.
Su He stood behind the man with a towel in hand.
His tall and sturdy spine, perfect muscles, broad shoulders, strong waist, and straight legs spoke of an impeccable physique, brimming with strong male hormones.
She couldn’t help but marvel, this man not only had a seductive face but also an excellent build.
Anyone seeing this scene would feel their heart skip a beat.
But this heart-stirringly had nothing to do with love, and was purely physical.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and thought to herself: In front of a doctor, there’s no distinction between male and female.
Through the mirror above the sink, the man saw the woman standing behind him, unaffected, his cold lips curving slightly.
Just after finishing wiping his back, she was about to leave when she saw the man suddenly lean one hand on the edge of the sink, one hand on his front, slightly bowing his head, then heard a groan from him.
She instinctively stepped forward, asking, “What’s wrong?”
She saw his hand over his stomach area, her mind flashed, “Stomach pain?”
The man seemed to be desperately enduring the pain, he murmured a “Hmm”, then said, “Don’t worry, it’s late, you go rest, I’ll bear it for a while and it will pass.”
Just now she indeed wanted to go back, he seemed able to stand up, and normally he should be able to take care of himself.
But now, having heard his words, she was undecided whether to stay or leave.
Leaving him alone here, if he were to faint and no one noticed, that would be serious.
It was probably the alcohol, alcohol stimulation could cause damage to the stomach lining.
As a doctor, she couldn’t ignore his condition, especially since he was currently her lawful husband.
“I’ll go get your medicine and help you out first,” she said, supporting his strong, muscular arm.
When her icy, slender hand touched his burning skin, a strange look flashed across the man’s eyes but quickly disappeared.
At this moment, Su He wasn’t thinking too much; she was focused on getting the medicine for him.
Then, she hurried out and went downstairs.
She remembered there was a medicine box in the living room.
She checked it last time, and it was well-stocked; if she remembered correctly, it should have what she needed.
Two minutes later, she entered with the medicine and a cup of warm water.
The man was sitting on the edge of the bed, head drooping, seemingly enduring the pain.
“Here, take this.”
Su He handed him the medicine, and the man took it, tilted his head back, swallowed it, then took the water glass from her hand and drank a few sips.
She watched his perfect jawline and said discontentedly, “You, why do you drink with my uncle if you can’t handle alcohol?
Aren’t you just asking for trouble?
Then, she caught his deep, gentle eyes.
At that moment, he had no aggressiveness, resembled a wounded large dog that needed to be coaxed, exuding a fragile air all over.
Then, she realized he hadn’t put on his shirt, as her thoughts had been focused on his stomach earlier and had overlooked it.
She glanced at his tempting abs, clicked her tongue, took a nearby nightgown and tossed it to him, “Put on your clothes.”
The man looked at her, then glanced down at the clothes with a child-like whining tone, “Help me put it on, I don’t have the strength.”
Su He thought she heard wrong, “You…”
But just about to object, she saw his brow furrow, his handsome face sickly, which instantly softened her heart.
Perhaps her heart softened because a doctor’s compassion for her patient overflowed.
That’s the only comfort she could find for herself.
“Alright, young master, I’ll help you,” she muttered.
She walked over to him, picked up the nightgown, and looking down, said, “Raise your arms.”
The man obediently did as she said, following her every command.
Once the clothes were on, the man’s voice deepened slowly, “And the pants.”
His gaze at her was somewhat innocent yet cautious, altogether a pitiful look.
Su He frowned slightly, always feeling like he was doing it on purpose.
The next second, a curve formed on her lips, smiling, “Are you sure you want me to help change them?”
The man hummed in agreement, not missing the slyness in her eyes.
Su He was straight-forward, pressed on his waist, the metal buckle of the belt clanked open, then gently pulled, taking it off.
Standing in front of him, she raised her eyebrows meaningfully, the corners of her eyes curving into a shallow smile, her tear mole also gleamed brightly.
“Stand up, young master, otherwise I can’t help you change.”
He obediently stood up.
When he stood up, a strong masculine presence swept towards Su He, enveloping her.
She looked up at him slightly, her mouth curving into a sly fox-like smile, her hand involuntarily resting on his waist, feigning a touch, and in the next second—
Her wrist was grasped by his hand.
She slightly raised her eyebrows, looking at him puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
Then she saw his ears turn slightly red.
His sexy Adam’s apple moved, “I’ll do it myself.”
Indeed, he was conceding.
He feared he wouldn’t be able to control himself later.
He had just wanted to tease her, thinking she would shy away, but it seems she hadn’t.
Su He disagreed, “Let me help you.
You just said you didn’t have the strength, and we are married, there’s no need to be shy.”
Jiang Yan: “…”
After Su He spoke, she was about to help him unbutton with her other hand, but before touching, her wrist was caught again.
His low, husky voice holding back a bit, “Madam, if you don’t want troubles, don’t touch it.”
Su He blinked, feigning ignorance, “I’m just helping you change your pants, what could possibly happen?
Besides, you were the one who asked, not me.”
Jiang Yan felt like he shot himself in the foot.
Su He noticed the sparks in his eyes and his slightly heavy breathing, Is this too much for him?
She hadn’t even done anything yet.
Seeing that he didn’t speak, she continued, “What’s wrong?
Are you feeling shy?
I’m not even shy, what’s there for a big man like you to be shy about?”
As she spoke, the corners of her mouth held a smile that was both profound and playful.
His eyes slightly narrowed, he rapidly loosened her hand, and swiftly enveloped her slim waist, pressing her onto his body.
At that moment, he finally saw a hint of panic in her eyes.
“What are you up to now?” Su He looked at him warily.
Jiang Yan looked down at her face close at hand, his dark, soft eyes filled with burning intensity.
He hoarsely whispered by her ear, “What do you think I want to do, my lady?
You know it, don’t you?”
This little fox had guessed his intentions early on.
Upon hearing this, Su He’s eyes widened slightly, and she snorted, “Jiang Yan, you bastard, you really are deceiving me!”
She had just been suspicious.
“You’re not drunk, are you?” She asked through gritted teeth.
“I was drunk, but I’m quite sober now,” he answered by her ear, then she heard his teasing, mocking laughter, “I originally planned to use a ‘handsome guy trap’ to play the sympathy card, but my lady is so calm and never fell for it.”
Not falling for it was one thing, but she even teased him back.
She felt speechless.
“You weren’t pretending to have a headache and a stomachache, were you?”
“That’s not it; they really did hurt.” He hugged her, grinding slightly by her ear with a playful, seductive tone, “Wife, don’t let me sleep alone tonight, I need your care.”
His low, magnetic, and husky voice was like freshly brewed distiller’s yeast, intoxicating her instantly in its charming richness.
In that moment, every cell in Su He’s body seemed to boil and scatter chaotically.
She was temporarily unable to organize her words.
This man was cooing at her again tonight; what happened to his cold, aloof, dominating persona?
“…”
The next morning.
Jiang You rarely got up early to go for a run, especially since she was preparing to shoot advertisements soon and needed to fine-tune her body, making it look tighter and smoother.
But just as she changed her clothes to go out, she saw Su He sneaking out of her brother’s room.
“Sister-in-law,” she called out directly.
Su He looked over, and the two women glanced at each other.
“…” Su He.
She had gotten up early to avoid them.
Jiang You wasn’t naïve; she walked up to Su He with a playful smile and said, “Sister-in-law, there’s no need to be embarrassed, sleeping in the same room with my brother is perfectly normal for a married couple, isn’t it?”
Just as Su He started to explain, Jiang You continued, “But, did you and my brother get your scripts mixed up?”
Su He looked at her, puzzled.
What script?
What did she mean by mixed up?
Jiang You whispered in her ear, “I mean, logically speaking, sister-in-law, you shouldn’t have gotten up so early.
Could it be that my brother didn’t perform well?”
“…”
Su He didn’t want to be the one who immediately understood, but she did get what Jiang You was implying.
She didn’t answer that question and instead said directly, “Last night your brother was drunk, I was just taking care of him.”
Jiang You glanced at the crimson mark on her neck and smiled wordlessly, saying “Oh.”
“It’s unusual for you to get up so early,” Su He changed the topic.
Jiang You didn’t pursue further, responding, “I have to be on camera soon, so I need to torture my fatty friends a bit.”
Su He nodded, said “okay,” and added, “go ahead with your torturing; I need to change clothes and head to work.”
With that, she turned and went into the adjoining room.
An Mi was still asleep, so Su He quietly went to the wardrobe, grabbed a set of clothes, and then entered the bathroom.
In the bathroom, thinking about last night made her feel ridiculous.
She had actually been seduced by Jiang Yan’s voice to agree to move back to the master bedroom, she slapped her forehead, “Su He, you really are bewitched.”
After she finished getting ready, it was just 7:00 AM.
She hadn’t eaten breakfast and just left for work.
At 7:30 AM, Jiang Yan siblings and An Mi were sitting at the breakfast table; Jiang Nanche hadn’t gotten up yet.
Jiang You, while eating a sandwich, looked across at the relaxed man eating his breakfast.
“Brother, what did you do to sister-in-law last night?” she asked curiously.
An Mi, who had been peeling an egg, looked up upon hearing her question.
The man continued eating, ignoring her.
Jiang You knew her brother’s rule about not talking at the dinner table.
He might not talk, but she would.
“I saw sister-in-law carefully leaving your room this morning without even having breakfast, and then she left the house,” Jiang You said as she peeped at the man, “So, brother, did you scare sister-in-law last night?”
The man put down his utensils and picked up a napkin to wipe his thin lips.
The man looked up at her, “You said she didn’t have breakfast?”
Jiang You nodded, “Yeah, she didn’t.”
The man nodded slightly, indicating he understood, and then got up from the dining table.
Jiang You: “…”
“Hey, brother, you haven’t answered my question yet?” she shouted after him.
The only reply she received was the sound of the man’s departing footsteps.
“Jiang You, what’s wrong with brother-in-law and my sister?
Did they have a fight?” An Mi asked worriedly from the side.
Jiang You turned around and smiled at her, “No, my brother would never want to fight with your sister.”
Relieved that they hadn’t fought, An Mi just hummed in response.
–
In the hospital.
Su He arrived early in the morning and then sent Lu Zhenyu a message, asking him to bring her an iced Americano when he came to work, and sent him a red envelope.
Lu Zhenyu received her message while he was still at home, not yet left.
Seeing it was still early, Su He sat on the chair and closed her eyes to rest a bit more.
Soon after, the office door was pushed open.
Thinking it was Lu Zhenyu, she didn’t open her eyes and just said, “Just leave it on the desk, I’ll drink it later, and get ready, you’ll be joining me at the clinic shortly.”
But the next second, a deep and magnetic voice filled her office, “How did you know I was bringing you breakfast?”
Jiang Yan said this on purpose because he knew she wasn’t referring to him.
Hearing the familiar voice, Su He suddenly opened her eyes, and the handsome face of the man came into view.
“Why, why is it you?”
The man was dressed in a fine gray suit today, with a Hexagram pin on his collar, his appearance noble, handsome, and composed, exuding an aristocratic aura all over.
But Su He had no time to appreciate it as she was deliberately avoiding him today, and yet here he was, approaching her of his own accord.
And, didn’t he have to go to the office for work?
Why had he come here again?
The man walked towards her, twirling his finger on the back of the chair and turning her towards him.
He leaned over slightly, his hands bracing the sides of the chair, trapping her within his broad chest.
Backed against the chair, Su He looked up at him.
“I heard from Jiang You that you came to work without having breakfast.
Why didn’t you eat at home first?
Hmm?”
His deep eyes were like two dazzling black diamonds, captivating and mesmerizing, his voice low and magnetic, steady yet indescribably enchanting.
Su He looked at him, her throat moved slightly, and she casually made up an excuse, “There’s a lot to deal with in the hospital today, I wanted to come back early to prepare.”
The man narrowed his eyes, leaning forward a bit more, his muscular arms along with his clothes providing a sense of security.
Yet, Su He had no interest in appreciating it.
“Are you sure you’re not avoiding me?” His thin lips curved up with a hint of humor, skepticism in his eyes.
Su He, composed, smiled, “Why would I?
You’re not a flood or a ferocious beast.”
The man’s handsome face warmed with an indulgent smile, “Since you’re not avoiding me, Mrs.
Jiang should move back to the master bedroom tonight.
If Mrs.
Jiang is too shy to speak to Uncle Zhong, I will pass the message.”
Su He was about to speak, but Jiang Yan quickly leaned forward and kissed her red lips.
“…”
“Director, I brought the ice…
Oh my god…”
Lu Zhenyu, holding an iced Americano and gripping the doorknob, stood at the doorway, his mouth forming an ‘O’.
Sensing the sound, the man glanced coldly at the figure at the door.
Realizing what was happening, Lu Zhenyu felt a chill, swallowed, lowered his head quickly, and sped up his speech: “Sorry for the interruption, please continue.”
“Bang!”
The door was closed again.
Su He: …
He appeared as usual, not the least bit embarrassed or awkward from being caught.
He raised his clearly defined big hand, gently stroking her hair, his words full of tenderness, “Eat your breakfast properly, I’ll come to take you out for lunch.”