My Little Sweet Wife

Xian Zihao's beautiful eyebrows rose slightly, and his voice was light and soothing. "Come here."

Jiang Ruolan didn't move. Xian Zihao was holding her hand, and the distance between them now was about a step.

"I told you to come here." Xian Zihao patiently coaxed her.

Jiang Ruolan did not move, her eyes staring straight at his face. "Not going."

Xian Zihao immediately smiled. His smile was gentle. Looking at Jiang Ruolan's face full of stubbornness and mischievousness, Xian Zihao finally smiled with some indulgence and helplessness. "Okay, you win."

His hand on Jiang Ruolan's wrist slowly pulled her into his embrace once again. Xian Zihao wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. He bent his head and kissed her tightly, pursed lips.

Jiang Ruolan hurriedly took a step back to avoid him. "I don't need you to comfort me like this, and I--"

Before she could finish her words, Xian Zihao frowned and scooped her up, "Stop lying to yourself. Jiang Ruolan, we are not ignorant children! You know very well why I kissed you!"

Xian Zihao pressed Jiang Ruolan against the telephone pole under the streetlamp and once more covered her mouth with his.

Jiang Ruolan: "...."

The intense kiss gradually made her heart tremble. His warm palms slowly caressed her cheeks. It was as if Xian Zihao was bewitching her and the walls in her heart collapsed little by little.

"Why?" Jiang Ruolan whispered as she held her breath, panting in Xian Zihao's arms.

Xian Zihao held Jiang Ruolan's face with his hands, and his gaze on her was gentle. "You really don't know?"

Jiang Ruolan raised her head and looked at the specks of dark light in Xian Zihao's eyes.

Yes, she didn't know.

She didn't know why he suddenly wanted to bring her with him to this important meeting.She didn't know why he would ask her if she was hungry when he was so busy at night.

She didn't know why he intentionally took her out for a midnight snack and remembered that she loved Sichuan food.

She didn't know why he would accompany her to the mall to satisfy her small vanity as a woman.

However, she knew that he definitely did not have the leisure to coax someone who had nothing to do with him, nor did he have the time to accompany someone who had nothing to do with him.

Even more so, he would not protect and defend her against the Jiang Family at an important banquet where political leaders gathered with business associates.

When Xian Zihao personally brought her the platinum wedding ring that night, she wanted to ask why, but after a long time of not finding a chance, she suddenly realized that she had long been aware of it, even without asking.

Xian Zihao was right. They were not young and ignorant children. Emotional matters did not need so many vows and so-called passionate love.

His eyes hinted that he knew exactly what he was doing, while Jiang Ruolan was momentarily stunned by the impact of the emotion that seemed to have fallen from the sky. 

His lips brushed against her, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could inhale her breath. His teeth gently bite her lips while his eyes were still on hers.

As Jiang Ruolan worked her nerves, her eyes widened as she saw the faint smile in Xian Zihao's eyes. It was only when a gust of cold wind hit her that she regained her sense.

Jiang Ruolan suddenly shivered in his embrace.

The weather at night in G City was very cold. No matter how many clothes she wore, it still couldn't keep her body from shivering.

Xian Zihao gave a light peck on her lips, and he was reluctant to let her go. Then he took her by the wrist, which was not purple, and pulled her into his arms. He pulled up his coat and wrapped it around her.

Hearing the sound of the car being pulled over, Jiang Ruolan, who was wrapped in Xian Zihao's coat, immediately grabbed the corner of his shirt. If they went back to the hotel now, then everything that should have happened or shouldn't have happened would probably happen. 

However, the smell of his body was so nice and warm that she couldn't help but feel longing for him …

The taxi stopped outside the drugstore not far from the Marriott Hotel. Xian Zihao got out of the taxi to buy some stuff and returned with a small white plastic bag. He did not say anything and just told the driver to continue driving.

Once they arrived at their room, Xian Zihao immediately turned on the light. As the lights were turned on, the temperature gradually rose.

Xian Zihao simply took off his windbreaker, put it on the bed. He pulled up Jiang Ruolan's sleeves and checked the bruises on her left wrist once again. He sighed lightly, "Bingqing is getting more and more ignorant."

Jiang Ruolan did not object, nor did she specifically tell him that his cousin Jiang Bingqing had been like this since she was young.

Jiang Ruolan suffered more than just a small bruise, she also suffered the most painful injuries. She was already used to this but this was the first time in her life, a man protected her like this because of such a small bruise.

"Don't move." Xian Zihao pressed her arm and went into the bathroom and came out with a hot water towel. He covered the bruise on her wrist with it. Then he took out two capsules of anti-swelling medicine from the small white plastic bag and poured a glass of water for her.

Seeing that Jiang Ruolan was staring blankly at the capsule in his hand and did not move, his brows slightly moved. Xian Zihao directly placed the medicine in front of her mouth and asked, "You want me to feed you?"

Jiang Ruolan suddenly raised her head and saw the teasing expression on his face. She quickly took the capsules and glass of water, put them all into her mouth. She drank two mouthfuls of water, then gently raised her head and swallowed them all.

Once she was done, Xian Zihao sat down beside her and took a cold towel from her wrist. He rewashed it with hot water and helped her put it back on.

For the first time, Jiang Ruolan saw Xian Zihao behaving like this.

Men also had a very meticulous side when they took care of others. Jiang Ruolan can't help but stare at his serious expression.

When Xian Zihao raised his head to look at her, he immediately caught her gaze. A hint of a meaningful smile quietly appeared on his lips as he slightly bent his head towards her. His faint lips were almost touching hers. He said in a low voice while sticking to her lips, "If you use this kind of gaze on me again, it will be difficult for me to control myself."

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Mass released: 1/4