Milady's Fine Gentleman 228 A MATTER OF PERSPECTIVE 2

"He just loves you so much, Jinxu. We should be thankful for that."
"Mhmm… Okay… So that's what happened." Xue Jinxu quietly absorbed and digested the information and analysis Chen Linyun fed her. Her eyes reflected some sort of comprehension.
"How were you able to secure his approval of us?" That was the main question she was dying to know the answer for.
"I introduced myself. Somehow, I managed to convince him." He winked.
"How?" The lady was astonished at first, but then she quickly shifted her resolve into conviction. "But yeah, if he knows what kind of a person you are – your caliber, I am so sure he'll accept you. At the end of the day, he's just concerned about me and our family."
"Right?" Slipping her hands around her neck, she rubbed her nose to his amorously, teasingly. Her genuine smile never leaving her face. 'God, how I miss my husband. Although I dream of him sometimes, nothing can compare to the real thing.'
"Right." He gently pinched her chin, holding it in place. Xue Jinxu's face so close to his was too tempting for him. He closed their centimeter-wide distance and pressed his lips on hers. At first gently, but as the seconds ticked, their kiss was becoming more urgent. They were getting overtaken by greed and lust each passing minute. Both were trying to quench their thirst for the other. Their tongues knew what to do in the familiar confines of their mouths. The corners of their lips were both turned upwards as they knew very well where this would be going.
Both faces flushed, they separated for a while. The lady giggled and spanked Chen Linyun lightly on his right shoulder. She stayed seated on his lap. She pursed her lips trying to tone down her wide grin.
Chen Linyun leaned back and propped both hands behind him, on the bed, to support his weight. There was mirth in his eyes. He would have laughed, but he didn't. Instead, he kept on staring at his beautiful wife. His irises danced with her reflection on it. They were both enthralled at the moment.
"You just got home from the hospital. I don't want to tire you out." His eyes squinted teasingly, the smile on his lips widened menacingly.
The lady's face flushed a deeper shade of red, but she stood up and flexed her muscles in front of him. "I've recovered! See! I've regained most of my strength. I didn't even feel dizzy or unwell earlier today. Certainly, not tired yet."
"Misis Chen, do you know what you're asking?" He chuckled.
"I'm not asking for anything." She said curtly, her face turning an even darker shade of red as if it could still shift its hue. She sat down, vanquished, on the bed. Perhaps she hadn't recovered her full prowess yet. Chen Linyun could overplay him that easily now.
"Tomato-face. Hahaha!" Chen Linyun laughed heartily at how cute his little wife could be sometimes. He pinched her maddened red cheeks with his index and middle fingers. When was the last time they were lovey-dovey like this?

As if under a spell for retribution, perhaps she changed her mind, as she stood up and lounged herself onto the reclining husband. She knelt on one knee on the space on the bed that was situated in between Chen Linyun's legs, and the other knee she placed on the bed beside the husband's left thigh. Then she pounced forward.
Chen Linyun's heart went berserk. In front of him was the lioness.
He gulped nervously.
Xue Jinxu glowered intensely at him. "Are you looking down on me, husband?" She said rather seductively.
Chen Linyun threw his head farther back. "Jinxu." He called her to sanity, to rationality with a reprimanding tone. His mind was telling one thing, but his body was telling otherwise. He was so ready to devour her whole just like how she correspondingly wanted to devour him.
He grasped her wrists firmly with both hands. However, due to lack of support, he fell on his back on the bed. Xue Jinxu now had the upper hand. She smirked.
"Don't you want little buns, honey?" She teased.
"I certainly want one. No two or three or four." She added.
"We better start as early as we can."
"Not now, Jinxu." He tried to get up, only to get pinned down by the lady.
He gave out a nervous laugh. "You're not making it easy, Misis Chen."
He maneuvered, such that Xue Jinxu was thrown onto the bed, and he's now pinning her down. He inched closer.
"You're becoming unmanageable, wifey." He taunted. "You should learn your lesson."
The wife sensed danger. That was one of the extremely rare instances that Chen Linyun actually emitted such dark, dangerous aura. She swore she could have melted from his intense gaze of passion.
"You keep on teasing me, wife."
Without tearing his gaze, he started with the ritual. Starting from her jawline. He kissed slowly, then stared on his prey, checking if she's still alright. He repeated the drill downward, on her neck, down down down her torso. Every time, he looked up at her lovely face. The lady's eyes were as wide as it could be.
Xue Jinxu clenched the bedsheet. "Stop."
Chen Linyun shifted up and propped a hand just beside the lady's head. He was sneering as if taunting the wife some more.
"Yes, wifey? What is it?"
She pushed him aside, her eyes still wide open. Panting heavily, she finally said, "Let's call it a night. You're right. I haven't fully recovered yet. Can't keep up."
Chen Linyun laughed. "Hahaha!" Then he laid on his back. "I was actually expecting that you say that. You're overestimating yourself!"
"You're overestimating yourself, too, mister." She said curtly, embarrassed.
Chen Linyun understandingly pulled the wife into a hug, and onto a proper sleeping position where the pillows were. He kissed her forehead. "Don't push yourself. Don't get impatient. You're always impulsive, Jinxu. But I'm here to look after you, always."
"Let's just cuddle tonight, mhmm?" He stroked her head as if coaxing a child to sleep.
Xue Jinxu wrapped both arms around his waist as well. Her face was still flushed from the attempt, and from the embarrassment as well. She buried her face on the nook of his neck. "Okay."
Perhaps the time isn't now, but it will certainly come for the making of the little buns, especially now that both participants welcomed the idea wholeheartedly.

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