My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 750 - 748:
Fu Jinghen watched as Wen Qiao wrapped herself in a quilt like a caterpillar in a cocoon, chuckled softly, and walked over to lie beside her.
"Baby, could you share a bit of the quilt with me?" Fu Jinghen asked. "It’s a bit chilly."
There was silence for two seconds before Wen Qiao threw a corner of the quilt over him.
Seizing the opportunity, Fu Jinghen’s hand snuck in through the gap, pulling Wen Qiao into his embrace.
Holding her, he cooed, "Alright, baby, it’s my fault. I didn’t control myself. It won’t happen again."
It wasn’t a big deal, Wen Qiao was just a bit shy and still unsure about how to face Fu Jinghen. Now, hearing him apologize, she suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.
She murmured softly, "Why are you apologizing? I’m not angry, I’m just..."
"I know, baby is just shy."
Wen Qiao paused, then turned around and flung herself into his arms.
"Then just now—"
Wen Qiao cut herself off mid-sentence and clamped her mouth shut.
Fu Jinghen knew what she wanted to ask, a faint smile in his eyes, and whispered softly, "Very—" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Before he could finish, Wen Qiao covered his mouth with her hand.
"Forget it, better not say it."
Fu Jinghen kissed the palm of her hand, then suddenly moved it from his face into the quilt.
The amusement deepened in Fu Jinghen’s eyes. "Weren’t you the one who asked first but then became too embarrassed to hear the answer?"
"Can’t I just ask?" Wen Qiao glared at him, feisty.
"Of course, you can ask anything," he said.
After a few seconds of silence, Wen Qiao spoke quietly, "I’m not angry."
"Mhm." Fu Jinghen pinched her delicate earlobe. "I know."
"I mean..." Wen Qiao hesitated, as if making up her mind. "Next time, I could still help you..."
Fu Jinghen almost thought he had heard wrong, but seeing the sincerity in Wen Qiao’s watery eyes, he knew she wasn’t joking.
He closed his eyes and covered the eyes that watched him. "Have you forgotten what I told you before? Don’t tempt me carelessly."
Wen Qiao pouted and pulled away his hand. "I didn’t."
"If you go on, I can’t guarantee what I might do to you," Fu Jinghen said. "You must have realized how much self-control I have around you earlier."
Wen Qiao stiffened, let go of his hand, and closed her eyes. "I’m going to sleep, goodnight."
Fu Jinghen: "..."
What a little coward.
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Ever since he received Wen Qiao’s confession, Fu Jinghen’s days were incredibly blissful.
Moreover, since that breakthrough between them, there had been some unspeakable consequences.
Once something happens for the first time, it creates the potential for countless more.
Wen Qiao really couldn’t understand how the same Fu Jinghen, who used to lie in the same bed with her without a flinch, turned into someone who couldn’t fall asleep without bothering her every night.
However, Wen Qiao liked this. She felt as if she had developed a craving for physical touch, wanting to cling to Fu Jinghen whenever she saw him. She enjoyed his touch, his kisses, and loved how her presence could fill his usually tranquil eyes with desire.
Every time, Wen Qiao gave him an enthusiastic response.
And each response only further excited Fu Jinghen, lighting a fire in Wen Qiao’s heart as well.
Yet the two of them had not taken the final step. Fu Jinghen always remembered the promise he made to her. Whenever they were on the brink of losing control, he would always come to his senses.
