novelraw Chapter 527 - 242._3
Chapter 527 - 242._3
"Not happy?" Mu Jin Huan walked unhurriedly into the bedroom, closed the door behind him with his foot, and with a heated smile in his dark eyes, reassured, "Don’t worry, I’ll satisfy you."The lights in the room were off, and the faint remnants of twilight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, creating a subtle glow.
Nan Wan sank into the soft bedding, not yet over the brief sensation of weightlessness, when the man’s heavy body pressed down.
With her hands against his chest, she asked with a stern face, "Mu Jin Huan, do you think I’m not as pretty as those young girls now, so you dislike me?"
Her long hair, like seaweed, was replaced by a playful shoulder-length cut, her delicate features unadorned, her skin fair and clean, her almond eyes clear like a spring brook, looking as youthful as a university student.
It made Mu Jin Huan feel like he was committing a crime.
The warmth of his body was fermenting uncontrollably, yet he remained perfectly calm.
He didn’t respond directly to Mrs. Mu’s question. Instead, he gracefully and leisurely undid the button at his collar, raised an eyebrow and asked back, "Am I that superficial?"
Although he didn’t particularly like Western cuisine, he appreciated the dining etiquette of foreigners.
Washing hands, spreading a napkin, picking up knife and fork, appetizer, steak, red wine, dessert...
Every step had its conventions, the more you understood how to slow down, the better you could savor a lingering dinner.
Nan Wan’s heart raced under his blatant gaze, her ears gradually flushed red, and she awkwardly turned her head to look at the dim night outside the window, "Didn’t you fall for my face in the first place?"
A woman’s age is a serious matter, especially for a woman nearing thirty.
He must be doing it on purpose...
...
Three in the morning, the bedroom was extremely quiet.
Nan Wan suddenly woke up from her dream, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, breathing heavily.
Her vision blurred and confused, through the sheer curtains, was the dense night outside, she could just barely see the crescent moon hanging in the sky.
After a moment, she realized where she was.
Slowly closing her eyes, she told herself: Nan Wan, this is your home, there is nothing here, don’t overthink.
The moment she turned to snuggle deeper into Mu Jin Huan’s embrace, Mu Jin Huan had already sensed it, his arm tightened instinctively.
He kissed her forehead lightly, his voice hoarse and gentle, "Had a nightmare?"
The distinct mint scent unique to men, even though she was in his arms, Nan Wan still felt it wasn’t enough, continuously burrowing deeper, drawing the familiar warmth.
Her breathing was still somewhat heavy as she replied softly, "Yes."
Very strange.
During those nine months, her sleep wasn’t exactly stable and dreamless, but not a single night was haunted by nightmares.
Yu Qinglu gripped her hand tightly, the feeling of the dagger plunging into her heart so real, the bewildered, desolate smile before leaving this world, and the shocking scarlet.
All seemed like what she was going through.
Mu Jin Huan’s sleepiness vanished completely, he turned on the bedside light and lifted the quilt to get out of bed, then picked up Nan Wan horizontally.
"This is our home, there’s none of those messy things from your dream," he said as he walked towards the flower room next door, "Tell me about it, hm?"
Back then, when she used the nonexistent child to drive Zhao Ying out of this house, awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, this was how he did it.
The flower room was another world.
Tall and short green plants were placed on the floor, transparent glass vases filled with pothos and lilies sat on the woven rattan shelves.
Hanging crystals clinked sharply as Mu Jin Huan walked in with Nan Wan in his arms.
There were small nightlights on the walls, intertwined decorative string lights among the crystal curtains, emitting warm yellowish light, like twinkling stars in the sky.
It didn’t feel like a room, but would remind one of Alice’s adventures in Wonderland.
Nan Wan was placed on the rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, Mu Jin Huan sat close beside her, holding her in his arms.
Fear receded like the tide, and she spoke softly, "She said, you’ll never forget her for the rest of your life."
Who ’she’ was didn’t need to be said, Mu Jin Huan understood.
In just two minutes, the confusion in his dark eyes had completely cleared, replaced by his usual calm and serene demeanor, "Irrelevant people, even a minute in my mind feels excessive."
This was her first night back home, and she had a nightmare.