Married to his secret crush

Mia glanced at her reflection on the glass wall. She tucked a few loose strands of her hair behind her ear before walking towards the door. 

She pressed the doorbell and soon the door opened. 

Han Jian Yu stood there wearing a plain white shirt paired with trousers. He was wearing a black apron atop it and there was a spatula in his hand. 

Her gaze roamed past his bulging veins near the folded sleeves of his shirt. She could see his muscles being highlighted in that shirt as if they would rip the fabric any moment. 

Han Jian Yu quietly stood there as he watched her gawking at him. He felt a tingly sensation at the spot wherever her gaze lingered.

Amusement flickered in his eyes as he noticed her frivolous eyes shifting towards his chest. ''Miss Neighbor?" 

''A weird way to address Her Highness,'' She said disdainfully as she did not avert her gaze from his chest, ''Nice shirt. Even the sleeves are intricately designed,'' She said after some time as she tilted her head to look at him. 

The corner of his lips twitched slightly but he schooled his expression. He glanced at her from head to toe. She was dressed in a small red dress that reach barely below her thighs. It hugged her body in the right places, highlighting her soft curves. Her long silver hair was let down and a few strands fell in front of her shoulder, caressing her collarbones that were visible in her sweetheart neckline dress.

Mia raised an eyebrow. Was he... checking her out?

Feeling her gaze on him, he shifted his attention, ''Nice dress. Perfect fit and exquisite fabric,'' He said seriously. 

Her face darkened. She placed her palm on his chest and pushed him to the side before stepping inside, ''You don't make your guest stand outside like that. Bad manners,'' Mia said righteously as she turned around only to find him leaning back on the glass wall. 

He glanced at the box in her hand, ''That is...?" 

''A gift for you,'' She walked towards him and extended the box in her hands with a genuine expression on her face. 

''What's the occasion?" He took the gift from her hand. It was wrapped up in a beautiful olive green wrap. A color that he liked. What a coincidence it is that she chose this color. 

''You invited me over for dinner. It is only right for me to give you a gift,'' Mia shrugged as if it was not a big matter. 

But it was the first time that she was gifting something to a man in truth. 

Han Jian Yu glanced at her nonchalant face but her burning eyes gave away her top-notch acting. What does she want?

Mia grabbed the spatula from his hand, ''See if you like it.''

He raised an eyebrow. Oh? So, she wants his opinion on her gift. 

''One second,'' He walked towards the couch and placed the gift on the coffee table before going to the kitchen. After turning off the gas and ensuring that everything was in place, he removed the black apron, washed his hands before waking outside.

Under her 'quickly see my gift' gaze, he made his way towards the coffee table. He settled on the couch and brought the gift back to his hand. His fingers smoothly removed the ribbon and the gift wrapping paper without a single damage to it. 

''You are good at removing this,'' Mia said as she placed the spatula on the coffee table.

''I have experience,'' came his meaningful reply.

''Of course, removing clothes is tougher so no wonder you manage this so well,'' A foxy smile made its way to her lips as she spoke in a teasing tone. 

He paused and lifted his head to look at her. Her teasing voice did not match her fathomless eyes, ''You seem to know a lot about me,'' He remarked. 

''Just a guess. You look like a frivolous man,'' Her lips stretched in a lazy smile and her expression turned playful.

Frivolous? Han Jian Yu was rendered speechless. It was his first time being addressed in such a way. He shifted his focus to the box in his hand. 

He opened its cover and glanced at the things lying inside. ''What...am I supposed to do with this?" He picked up the crystal windchime. 

''Hang it somewhere in your bedroom. As long as you don't think ill of me, it will ensure that you will have a good sleep,'' She had infused a little bit of her powers in it. Mia smiled at his reaction. He must have liked it so much that he is dumbstruck.

Han Jian Yu, on the other hand, did not take her words seriously, ''Hang this?" The thing looked like an eyesore that the young girls interested in fairytales would usually prefer. 

Mia frowned, ''You don't want it?" She reached out her hand towards the windchime, ''Give it back to me then,'' This damned man did not have a good taste at all. 

Han Jian Yu pulled his hand back defensively, ''Isn't it improper to snatch something you just gifted to someone?"

''Improper my ass,'' She stepped closer to him. 

''Oh, you have a good one,'' He said, tilting his head down slightly. 

Her lips parted, ''Give it back to me.''

''No,'' He leaned back on the couch, swinging his hand behind. 

''You were looking at it like it was ugly. Since you don't like it, why not just give it back?" 

As she was busy focusing on the windchime, she did not notice when her toes tangled in the carpet. Mia lost her balance and in the next moment she knew, she was straddling him with one of her knees in between his thighs. 

''I am not giving it back. What will you do about it?" He leaned closer to her such that their faces were a few inches apart, ''Now, it belongs to me anyway,'' He whispered.