Hidden Marriage: Pamper Me Gently, My Sweetie

"Not pretty." He froze for a second, then said it without the slightest hesitation.

But then...

Ye Ning went up and started pounding on his chest. "Oh, so you did look after all."

"..."

"Say it, what were you looking at them for? Was there one you thought looked good, so you just kept watching?"

Great, he’d walked right into her trap.

Mu Yeli grabbed her hands with both of his. "I was just looking. They’re so ugly, how did Jiang Yubai even manage to get them onto the ship."

"That still doesn’t make it okay!"

"Alright, alright, next time I won’t even take a single look. I just thought they were really ugly and was curious, wanted to see how there could be someone that ugly."

Ye Ning snorted, looking at him, and finally seemed satisfied with this answer.

Mu Yeli chuckled and pinched her nose.

Even the way she acted spoiled was so refreshingly unique.

Ye Ning snorted again.

He suddenly remembered what she’d said earlier and seemed to instantly understand what she meant.

All that about "taking care of it," about how long it’d been since he’d, you know, done it.

So she’d actually been talking about...

Mu Yeli’s eyes curved with a smile. He suddenly pulled her toward him, facing her head-on. "Take care of what? Your... needs?"

"..."

Mu Yeli watched her cheeks flush and laughed even more.

"Me? I’m easy to take care of. I just go to the bathroom for a bit, ten minutes and I’m good."

So he meant... he’d take care of it with his hand?

That... that’s just too...

He said, "And it has to be every day."

"..." That often? That’s just...

He pressed his forehead to hers, gaze turning sultry as he looked at her, desire quickly flooding his eyes. He looked so damn sexy, practically radiating hormones.

But then, down below, Mu Yeli reached out and held her hand. "I still have to hold you when we sleep at night. If we don’t do it first... I won’t be able to hold myself back when I’m lying there staring at you..."

"..."

This reason was just...

Left her completely speechless.

Ye Ning looked at him and huffed. "Aren’t there tons of beautiful women out there? And you’re still handling it yourself? That’s so pathetic."

"What beautiful women? Even if there really were a woman as beautiful as a Fairy, she still wouldn’t be my type."

"Ha, then what is your type?"

"Someone like you."

"..." Ye Ning snorted again. "But people don’t just eat one dish every day. You’ve got my type, but there are other kinds too..."

"I’m picky. I only like one dish."

"..."

Mu Yeli picked her up entirely, letting her knees rest on his thighs so she was straddling him, looking down at him.

His cheek could press right up against her chest, hearing her heartbeat.

Because of the pregnancy, her chest was clearly fuller.

It looked a lot bigger than before.

Even being confined in her clothes, it looked uncomfortable.

Because of the pregnancy, this part of her was too sensitive. She couldn’t help trembling all of a sudden, and the hands braced on his shoulders tightened involuntarily.

A soft sigh slipped from her lips before she could stop it.

Mu Yeli let out a quiet laugh. Ye Ning felt utterly mortified, let out a muffled sound, and covered her cheeks. "I hate you..."

Mu Yeli laughed and said, "Oh, so that’s why you were throwing a little tantrum. I forgot— I can take care of it, but you can’t."

"..." What is he even talking about, that’s not it at all.

Then Mu Yeli suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered a line.

"How about I help you take care of it too..."

Ye Ning’s eyes instantly widened.

What, take care of it...