Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 288 - 164. Nan Wan’s face turned crimson,

He remembered that he seemed to have told her to go to bed at ten.Had he forgotten after just a few days?

Nan Wan placed the tea on the table, walked behind the man, and casually asked while pressing his shoulders, "Do you still have a lot of work to do?"

If you listened carefully, perhaps you could hear a trace of... resentment in her voice.

Mu Jin Huan curled his lips, put down the pen in his hand, leaned back against the soft chair, and pulled her into his arms, holding her wrist.

The fragrant and pleasant scent lingered at his nose, a smell he was familiar with, from her shower gel.

His well-defined fingers lifted her chin, with lips curved in a pleasant arc, deliberately lowering his voice, "Can’t sleep?"

Even when he worked until the early morning, she would never come to the study room.

Tonight, Mrs. Mu was a little unusual...

The man’s gaze was too intense, and Nan Wan lowered her head to hide the unnatural warmth in her ears.

She pressed her lips together, trying to maintain a normal tone, "Maybe... maybe the sound effects of the horror movie I watched were too good. I felt a bit creeped out staying in the bedroom alone."

Obviously, the man did not believe it, "Really?"

"Yes, I... I just came to ask," Nan Wan’s ears, hidden by her hair, were almost pink. She struggled to get out of the man’s embrace, "I’ll go back to sleep, not to disturb your work."

Mu Jin Huan’s strong arms wrapped around her waist. It seemed effortlessly, but he used some clever technique, so no matter how Nan Wan moved, she was still in his arms.

"Can’t sleep..." Mu Jin Huan lowered his head to kiss her forehead, then stood up holding her, his voice husky and seductive, "Then let’s do something else."

He took long strides out of the study, returning to the warm bedroom and closed the door with his foot, his tall and straight body falling with her onto the soft bed.

Before Nan Wan could react, he kissed her directly.

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Outside, heavy snowflakes had been falling all night, coating the ground and rooftops with a thick layer of snow, draping the whole world in a silvery white coat.

Mu Jin Huan was bare-chested, leaning against the headboard reading the remaining documents from last night.

Feeling the woman in his arms slowly stirring under the blanket, seemingly waking up, he put down the document and leaned to kiss her cheek, "Slept well?"

His voice and gaze were soaked with countless tenderness.

Nan Wan felt completely weak and sore, unconsciously hugging the man’s waist. After opening her eyes and finding the light a bit glaring, she closed them again and responded softly, "Mm."

Like a cat not fully awake, lazy and beautiful.

Murmuring, she asked, "What time is it?"

Her stomach felt a little hungry, could it be very late already?

With a heart full of warmth and fragrance, Mu Jin Huan’s heart felt like it had been brushed by a feather, ridiculously tender.

Her skin was the type that easily marked. Even though he had been very controlled, she still looked as if she had been tormented harshly, quite pitifully.

The long swan-like neck, delicate collarbones, smooth shoulders... faint marks of green and purple.

A warm kiss brushed over her chin and the corner of her lips, "It’s eleven forty, do you want to get up?"

"Ah?" Nan Wan abruptly opened her eyes, meeting the man’s amused gaze directly. She froze for a few seconds before scratching her head and whispering a complaint, "It’s so late already, why didn’t you wake me?"

Embarrassingly slept until noon, even though she promised to make him lunch...

Mu Jin Huan’s long fingers gently tidied her tousled hair, he smiled, "You were tired last night, so I wanted you to sleep a little longer."

There was a deep, implicit meaning.

Nan Wan was now fully awake, her face blushing as she crawled out of the man’s arms, pretending not to understand, she didn’t say a word, but when she reached the bathroom door, she still heard the man’s joyful laughter behind.

Yes, joyful.

He had never laughed like that before.

So the blush spread from Nan Wan’s ears to her cheeks, her steps hurried as she walked into the bathroom, locking the door before Mu Jin Huan could enter.

...

When Nan Wan came out of the bathroom, the man had already changed into his clothes, looking impeccably dressed, almost making her doubt if the one who tormented her over and over in bed last night was indeed him.

Mu Jin Huan fastened the cuff of his shirt, bent down to pick up the watch on the table and put it on his wrist, looking at the woman standing at the bathroom door with a sullen face.

His voice and dark eyes had returned to their usual calm, "Why are you standing still? Come and tie my tie."

Nan Wan didn’t really want to go to him, but it seemed that her feet didn’t listen to her, nor did her hands, as she obediently picked up the tie from the foot of the bed and walked to him.