My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection

Chapter 209 - 208: I think

"Jiang Baizhou, you... you can’t possibly be thinking...?""Hmm, you’re not wrong." He didn’t deny it, readily admitting.

He had indeed been thinking about it for a long time. After all, he and Cen Jin had been married for quite some time now, and he’d been holding back for so long. Being the first day in the new home, asking him to hold back any longer would truly be intolerable.

Furthermore, he’s now driving legally, without any messy controversy.

Starting the first day in the new house by making a baby? Not a problem at all.

"Jiang Baizhou, put me down first..." Cen Jin’s face flushed instantly upon hearing this, and she struggled against him, her bright pupils expanding with a tinge of anger as she glared at him.

Jiang Baizhou laughed at her flustered appearance, yet showed no sign of putting her down, carrying her all the way to the bathroom door and gently putting her down: "Go ahead!"

Cen Jin steadied herself, eyed him warily: "And... what about you?"

"Do you want me to join you?"

"I... that’s not what I meant." Cen Jin hurriedly denied, touching her nose after she finished speaking, and turned to enter the bathroom.

Standing at the door, Jiang Baizhou listened, and after a moment, hearing the sound of water running from inside, he couldn’t help but chuckle, a sly grin crossing his eyes. He raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around, and walked leisurely towards the living room, comfortably sitting on the sofa and taking out his phone to start browsing, showing no hint of urgency.

With the weather turning cooler after October, and the day’s gatherings leaving Cen Jin both physically and mentally exhausted, she felt like the afternoon nap was totally wasted. But after a hot shower, she indeed felt much better. Only when she turned off the water and prepared to grab a towel did she suddenly realize she hadn’t brought any clothes with her into the bathroom. Her body instantly went rigid.

The scene of Jiang Baizhou with his mischievous smile when he brought her in and then set her down came vividly to mind. Without a doubt, she understood and angrily slapped her forehead.

This scheming Jiang Baizhou actually dared to set her up.

Cen Jin sighed helplessly. If she called Jiang Baizhou now, she didn’t even need to think to know the triumphant and cunning look he’d give her.

After wrestling with her thoughts for a long time, Cen Jin dried herself with a towel, wrapped another towel tightly around herself, and with mighty momentum, she swung open the bathroom door, ignoring Jiang Baizhou lounging in the living room, and headed straight for the walk-in closet, quickly looking for her pajamas.

Originally sitting in the living room waiting, Jiang Baizhou likely heard the sound of her coming out of the bathroom. He raised an eyebrow with a light chuckle, put down his phone, slipped his hands in his pockets, and leisurely paced over. After scoping out the bedroom and not finding anyone, he thought of the walk-in closet, a subtle smile playing in his eyes as he walked over.

Sure enough, he caught sight of her youthful silhouette wrapped in a white towel rummaging through the closet, his eyes narrowing slightly, leaning against the door frame, his Adam’s apple rolling gently as he spoke lightly: "Hmm? All done, are we? Why didn’t you call me?"

Hearing the voice, Cen Jin turned to look, casting him a glare: "You really have the nerve to ask me, were you or weren’t you doing it on purpose?"

"Hmm? Doing what on purpose?" Jiang Baizhou feigned confusion as he looked at her, though his eyes clearly revealed a ’got lucky’ grin.

Cen Jin glared at him again. Engaging with him now would only encourage him further, so she chose to ignore him, finding her clothes and moving to pass him by.

However, clearly Jiang Baizhou had no intention of letting her leave so easily, and as she was about to pass, he extended his arm to block her path: "Where are you going?"

"Back to the room!" Cen Jin replied matter-of-factly, though her heart was racing and she was extremely shy, her face flushed red.

After all, it was her first time appearing so exposed in front of Jiang Baizhou, and her hands clutched tightly at the towel’s edge, not daring to relax for a moment.

Though aware this was something she’d have to face eventually, every time she met Jiang Baizhou’s deep ocean-like gaze, she couldn’t help but become flustered. Meanwhile, he seemed like a clever and deep strategist, seemingly having every step in his control.

At moments like this, Cen Jin felt increasingly like a naive lamb caught on a pirate ship.

Even though she’d known Jiang Baizhou since childhood and knew that he had always been very independent and intelligent, she never imagined he had such a cunning side. Over the years, he’d hidden it so well, hadn’t he?

"Okay, together."

"Aren’t you going to shower?"

"Are you waiting for me?"

"..."

Cen Jin was speechless, looking at his mischievous grin, she scolded him with a look of annoyance: "Can you stop digging pits for me when you talk?"

"How is this a pit?"

"Hmm?"

"Could I wait in the pit for you? Of course not, if I’m going to wait, it has to be somewhere better."

"..."

Cen Jin was speechless, when did this guy’s mouth become so eloquent?

Wasn’t he normally sparing with his words?

Wasn’t he supposed to prefer concise speech?

Seeing her silence, Jiang Baizhou raised an eyebrow and laughed, his amusement fully revealed, without the slightest hint of concealment. Approaching her, he wrapped an arm around her slender waist, slowly leaning in, whispering next to her ear: "Hmm? Why is your face so red?"

"Jiang Baizhou." Cen Jin, embarrassed and annoyed, glared at him, exclaiming: "You... stop teasing me."

"It’s not against the law to tease my own wife, is it? Isn’t that allowed?" As he spoke, Jiang Baizhou’s already deep and mellow voice became even huskier, his cool lips lightly brushing against her white neck.

Cen Jin’s body froze, a tingling sensation spreading through her body, and the faint scent of alcohol lingered at the tip of her nose, making her feel intoxicated, as her clear watery eyes began to turn dazed.

He hadn’t actually drunk much tonight; when Yu Feici and the others had tried to get him to drink, he’d merely taken a small sip for courtesy, but the rich aroma lingered in his mouth.

As she moved slightly, it seemed to tug at the last thread of Jiang Baizhou’s restraint, and he suddenly kissed her collarbone, his large hand holding her waist tightening slightly, pushing her back until she was up against the door frame. He stopped and pressed his lips to hers...

[N+1 words are omitted here, you get the idea]