Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 667 - 276. "Dewy Summer" Incident.

Wanxia, in a panic and without thinking, raised her hand to block the man’s impending kiss with her palm.

Averting her eyes to the ceiling unnaturally, she stammered, "Y-you stop talking nonsense, I won’t believe it... So stinky... Stay away from me..."

Gu Shaozhi frowned, grabbed the woman’s wrist, and moved her interfering hand away from his face, fiercely asking, "You broke into a sweat, and I didn’t mind it, but you’re saying I stink?"

He leaned down and bit the woman’s chin.

Seeing the two faint rows of teeth marks on the fair skin, only then was he satisfied.

Leaning closer to her, he said, "I just showered, try smelling me properly again."

Wanxia weakly pushed the man’s head away, rolling her eyes, "I was talking about myself, not you."

Stuck under the covers for so long and sweating all night, there’s no way I could smell good...

Besides, she only had a fever, without any nasal congestion, so she could definitely smell the scent of his body wash.

What a stark contrast...

The man, pretending to lean in again, got a glare from her and a kind reminder, "Don’t get so close to me, don’t blame me if you catch my illness."

Gu Shaozhi looked at the woman’s slightly revitalized face and chuckled ambiguously.

Leisurely he said, "When you lay there acting all cute and needed me to feed you medicine mouth-to-mouth, why didn’t you worry about infecting me? Why be so fussy now?"

After saying this, he leaned in and kissed the woman’s lips.

The residual warmth on Wanxia’s cheeks resurged and quickly heightened. She turned her head awkwardly, "Shut up."

Doesn’t she care about her reputation?

As if proving a point, Gu Shaozhi said nothing, simply smiled mischievously and leaned in for another kiss.

He scooped a spoonful of porridge to feed Wanxia, his voice low and gentle, "Eat, I don’t want to make it again if it gets cold."

Feeling slightly taken advantage of, Wanxia was still in a daze, and before she could process it, the man acted too swiftly for her to react.

She didn’t bother arguing with him.

The man’s gaze was so tender, it’s as if she was enchanted, and obediently she ate the porridge he offered.

After a high fever, there was a bitterness in her mouth; she couldn’t actually taste the porridge.

Propped up with a pillow behind her, resting against the headboard, Wanxia enjoyed being fed by the man; even though her body was still uncomfortable, the treatment was quite enjoyable.

After swallowing the last spoonful of porridge, she quietly asked, "Did you make this?"

He could cook, and much better than her; rare among successful businessmen.

Yet he seldom cooked, even during that brief period of marriage.

Gu Shaozhi placed the empty bowl back on the table, took a napkin, and thoughtfully wiped her mouth.

Out of habit, he ruffled her already messy long hair, the curve of his lips looking very pleasant.

Glancing at her, he unhurriedly said, "You’ve already eaten it, too bad if you don’t like it."

"I never said that," Wanxia awkwardly diverted her gaze, her voice very soft, "...Thank you."

Though she had been feverish and drowsy, her mind wasn’t broken, vaguely aware that someone wiped her down, changed her clothes, and measured her temperature...

And... there was always someone talking to her close by; she couldn’t remember exactly what was said, but the deep magnetic voice was hard to ignore.

He took care of her all night and even personally cooked porridge. If she still complained, it would seem she had no conscience.

Gu Shaozhi originally thought she might mock him a bit, but she didn’t say anything infuriating and was actually quite gentle.

He felt quite pleased.

"If you’re uncomfortable, just lie down. I’ll go downstairs to get you a glass of water. Take the medicine later and then sleep."

"I want to shower first," Wanxia had been thinking about it since she woke up. Enduring it while finishing a small bowl of porridge was her limit, "Can you step out for a bit?"

Though they’d done the most intimate things, after being sick, she felt uncomfortable changing clothes and showering in front of him.

Even with the bathroom door closed.

She didn’t know why she felt this awkwardness...

Hearing her words, Gu Shaozhi paused in his effort to grab the bowl.

He’d planned to leave, but now...

His tall, elegantly poised frame leaned lazily against the wardrobe, gazing at the woman sitting at the head of the bed with a hint of a smile.

Slowly he said, "You shower, I won’t interrupt. I can’t see anything through a door, though I really want to... really want to..."

His deliberate pauses and the playful curve of his lips easily led one’s thoughts astray.