Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1263 - 1266: Don’t Hug Me! 3

"Don’t even think about it!"

"It’s not that I don’t want to be with you, but my heart is willing while my body is weak. Be good..." begged the man, shamelessly licking her lips which were kissed until they turned red. His desire was strong even though his body was weak; for a month he hadn’t tasted even meat. Adding to that, with her pregnancy and postpartum recovery, Gu Shaocheng internally cried. If he kept restraining, his desire might become permanently impotent!

Chenxing was still not relenting.

Gu Shaocheng begged again, and Chenxing refused again.

Once after another;

Twice after another;

Thrice after another!

He gritted his teeth: "Fine, wait until I’m recovered; I’ll make you beg me every night!"

Chenxing widened her eyes, listening to him continue with his promise, spitting out each word: "Beg me to spare you."

Chenxing pressed her lips tightly, silent.

Gu Shaocheng’s persistent soft and hard tactics still failed to achieve the desired effect. Suddenly, he let out a sinister laugh: "Don’t worry, the day isn’t far. Soon I’ll make you cry and beg me, but by then... begging will be useless!"

His words were quite threatening, making Chenxing shiver.

Gu Shaocheng turned over, back facing her. Chenxing didn’t look at what he was doing, both lying on the bed, neither speaking. After a while, she assumed he was secretly doing something under the covers, she subtly moved to peek at him.

He was still.

Chenxing bit her lip: Was he really angry?

Suddenly, she felt annoyed!

Hmph, really, she should be the one angry here. He neither coaxed nor explained, just kissing her and asking for intimacy. Unable to get it, he threatened, and now he was playing the cold war. What kind of man was he!

"Hey?" Chenxing felt aggrieved inside.

"..."

"Shaocheng?"

"..."

"Gu Shaocheng?"

"..."

"Honey?"

"..."

Chenxing quickly sat up, turned to his other side, about to complain, but saw his eyes tightly shut, peacefully sleeping. The tall and strong man had long fallen asleep, no threat at all.

Pretending to sleep?

Chenxing poked his shoulder with her index finger, no response from the other side. On his brow appeared traces of loneliness and fatigue; perhaps he really was asleep?

That whole jar of jealousy deflated, she quietly pulled the blanket over him, even went to the bathroom to fetch a basin with warm water, took a towel, returned to the bedroom and gently wiped his face.

Unbuttoning his shirt, one by one, she opened his shirt revealing his exquisite collarbone and skin.

She wiped his body from neck to waist, inch by inch, her movements neither too heavy nor too light, fearing she’d wake him up.

Unnoticed tears moistened at the corners of her eyes.

Her gaze fixated on the bruises on his body, unable to look away, her eyes stung.

Who beat him?

She refused to think about the hardships he possibly endured this month, unbuckled his belt carefully, and took off his pants delicately. However, not wanting to wake up the tired man, removing his pants proved difficult; Chenxing thought of a solution, brought the scissors and cut his pants from the waist to the hem, even cutting his underwear, her face suddenly flushed as she cleaned his lower body.

While wiping, she frowned, nearing to sniff.

"Ugh, there’s a smell, how long has it been since he bathed?"

Could scrub out dirt.

"So dirty!"

Chenxing muttered to herself, yet the dirtier he was, the more her heart ached. Surely no one cared for him this month. She used to bathe him every day, even when heavily pregnant never entrusting others, as Chenxing was quite petty, never allowing any other woman (including maids) to see her man’s body.