The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Wen Shan smiled awkwardly when she sensed the jealousy in Nalan Chunbo’s words. Why couldn’t he just get over the ‘marry-a-dean’ thing?

“Isn’t it normal to want to impress your superiors? It doesn’t necessarily mean that I am still determined to marry a dean,” Wen Shan protested, remembering how she used to say it all the time.

“Ohh, so you are not determined to marry a dean anymore?” Nalan Chunbo asked, his mood improving slightly.

“But you are not a dean,” Wen Shan couldn’t help but mumble.

Nalan Chunbo managed to hear what she said and narrowed his eyes. After all, no man liked being underestimated by the woman they liked.

So in response, Nalan Chunbo started kissing Wen Shan slowly and seductively.

The kiss was quickly escalating into something else. While Wen Shan could only lie down in bed with her sprained back, she quickly realized that getting intimate didn’t necessarily mean hitting a home run.

Her sprained back restricted a lot of things, but her hands were not one of them.

The atmosphere in the room eventually mellowed out, and Nalan Chunbo was lazily kissing Wen Shan’s face as she laid in his arms. They didn’t go all the way, but she sent him into ecstasy in a different way.

“Is your hand sore?” Nalan Chunbo asked seductively. He started to massage Wen Shan’s wrist gently when she was too shy to answer the question.

Wen Shan let out a soft humph and squeezed her legs together unconsciously. They were lying so close to each other under the blanket that Nalan Chunbo noticed Wen Shan’s action immediately, and whispered, “Your back is injured now, but when you have recovered, I will—”

“Stop it.” Wen Shan blushed and quickly covered Nalan Chunbo’s mouth to stop him from saying anything more embarrassing.

Nalan Chunbo chuckled contentedly after teasing Wen Shan and hugged her even tighter.

“Why did you call me just now?” asked Nalan Chunbo.

Wen Shan fell silent. She had proven her charm and had nothing else to make sure of for now.

“It’s getting uncomfortable, let’s take a shower,” said Wen Shan. They were both sticky and Wen Shan finally found out why it hurt so much yesterday.

The girl’s voice was so soft and gentle that it turned Nalan Chunbo on again. As a result, the man who promised to wake up early tomorrow didn’t sleep in the guest room and rolled on top of his girl instead to get handsy all over again. They were both worn out from pleasure before he carried Wen Shan to the bathroom for a shower.

Wen Shan was so exhausted that she could barely move a finger. She now believed that Nalan Chunbo had never had any women before her. If he made her this exhausted before they even went all the way, maybe she should feel worried for her back when they actually did it.

Wen Shan woke up at 11:30am in the next morning. Not being able to wake up on time, she totally forgot about having to go to school.

Nalan Chunbo had left the house by the time she woke up. He had prepared food for Wen Shan and put the dishes in thermal containers. Beside the containers was a note saying that he needed to go somewhere and would be back at noon.

Wen Shan pursed her lips as she read the note. She curled her lips and put it down, and noticed that her wrist was hurting when she tried to rub her back.

Did this mean that she had charm?

She knew they were just messing with her!

Meanwhile, Nalan Chunbo was at the university president’s office. Even though he was there to be questioned, he was sitting on the sofa and emitting an aura so strong that even the president stood aside quietly and waited for what he had to say.