Beloved Little Treasure

Hao Yan Che’s body stiffened, and he looked coldly at Yuan Gun Gun.

‘But he’s my big brother,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Since I was a little girl, in my heart he’s my ideal big brother even if we’re not biological siblings. He’s a gentle, caring and loving big brother. He doesn’t get angry at me, and he’s always good to me. Suddenly today he asked me to marry him. Why would a big brother ask his little sister to marry him?’

Hao Yan Che anticipated Yuan Gun Gun’s next words.

‘He said he’ll wait three years to hear my answer,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Then I thought aren’t I going home in three years. Young master, will you miss me when I leave?’

Hao Yan Che kissed Yuan Gun Gun’s lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She couldn’t stop herself from liking him even though he bullied her.

Yuan Gun Gun returning Hao Yan Che’s kiss made his desire burn greater for her. He rolled over to press his body on top of her body. Their tongues toyed with each other, and her moans echoed the bedroom.

‘Um… young master… breathe,’ Yuan Gun Gun said softly.

Hao Yan Che’s lips parted from Yuan Gun Gun’s lips. Her chest was rising and falling in sync with her deep breaths, it was a stimulating sight.

‘Call my name,’ Hao Yan Che said and stroked Yuan Gun Gun’s hair.

‘Hao Yan Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

Hao Yan Che’s rare moment of gentleness evaporated, because Yuan Gun Gun called his full name.

‘Did I call your name wrong?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che gave Yuan Gun Gun an icy glare.

‘Isn’t your name Hao Yan Che?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked softly.

‘Call me Che,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

Hao Yan Che nibbled Yuan Gun Gun’s sensitive ear.

‘Young master, you didn’t answer my question,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Will you miss me when I leave?’

‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Of course Hao Yan Che didn’t need to miss Yuan Gun Gun, because he wouldn’t give her an opportunity to leave him.

Yuan Gun Gun’s body tensed.

‘Oh,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘In the future call me Che,’ Hao Yan Che said and played with Yuan Gun Gun’s hair.

‘Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

‘Um,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che was satisfied to hear Yuan Gun Gun call his name.

‘Tomorrow what dessert will I get to eat?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘Sleep,’ Hao Yan Che said and pinched Yuan Gun Gun’s bottom.

Hao Yan Che rolled onto his back, and Yuan Gun Gun slept on his chest.

In the morning, Hao Yan Che carried Yuan Gun Gun to the dining room because she slept late last night and was still sleepy.

‘Young master,’ Jia Tu and Yi Tu greeted.

Hao Yan Che sat on a chair and Yuan Gun Gun sat on his lap. She heard Jia Tu and Yi Tu’s voices and opened her eyes.

‘Big brother Jia Tu… big brother Yi Tu… your faces,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Morning Gun Gun,’ Jia Tu and Yi Tu greeted.

‘Big brother Jia Tu, big brother Yi Tu, what happened to your faces?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘We fell face first on the floor,’ Yi Tu said.

‘We hit our faces against a wall,’ Jai Tu said.

‘Huh?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘We hit our faces against a wall,’ Yi Tu said.

‘We fell face first on the floor,’ Jai Tu said.

Yuan Gun Gun scratched her head.

‘Young master…’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

‘What did you call me?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Che,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

‘Um,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Are they OK?’ Yuan Gun Gun whispered in Hao Yan Che’s ear. ‘What happened to them?’

‘A door jammed their faces,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che sipped a glass of warm milk. He was satisfied it wasn’t hot and put it in Yuan Gun Gun’s hands.

‘How can a door jam cause their faces to turn out that horrific?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked suspiciously and drank the glass of warm milk.

‘You can experience a door jam and see the results for yourself,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘But…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Talk less nonsense and eat faster,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun tasted the dishes for poison then she fed Hao Yan Che.

None of the servants in the dining room were gobsmacked, because they were accustomed to their icy young master’s PDA if it involved their future young mistress.

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End of Chapter Ninety