Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!-Chapter 61 - 62 Gan Yuan’s Wolfish Education 4
61: Chapter 62 Gan Yuan’s Wolfish Education (4)
61: Chapter 62 Gan Yuan’s Wolfish Education (4)
“Mommy once said that you shouldn’t let people you dislike affect your mood, but Uncle Huangfu affects your mood every time; doesn’t that mean you like him?”
Gan Yuan smiled as she bent down to lift the little one from the floor and kissed his little face.
“Little detective, I just don’t want him to disturb my beauty sleep.
How about you sleep with mommy tonight?”
The little guy wrapped his arms around her neck and pressed his little face against hers, “Since you insist so passionately, I agree.”
After all, he was still a child, and he was very attached to his mother.
“You little brat, acting as if it’s such a burden!” Gan Yuan carried him into the bedroom, threw the little guy onto the bed, and then pounced on him, “I’m going to tickle you to death!”
“No…
hahaha…”
The little one immediately curled up his small body; there was nothing he feared more than being tickled.
Mother and son had a laughter-filled tussle for a while before Gan Yuan lay down and pulled him into her arms, pressing her nose against the little one’s soft, short hair.
“Sleep now, we have to get up early to catch a flight tomorrow!”
The little one curled up in her arms, lightly sniffing the warm scent of his mother.
“Mommy, good night.”
“Good night!”
It didn’t take long for the little guy to fall asleep in her embrace.
After making sure the little one was covered with a blanket, she took out her pajamas and went to the washroom in the living room to bathe, not wanting to disturb her son’s sleep by blow-drying her hair.
She poured herself half a glass of wine and had just taken a sip when she heard a soft knock at the door.
In the middle of the night, could it be a burglar?
Gan Yuan frowned as she tiptoed over to look through the peephole, only to see the voice-activated light on and casting the shadow of a tall figure.
Raising his hand, the man knocked on the door again.
She turned and walked back to the living room to continue drying her hair.
The door was knocked again.
She ignored it, and he knocked again.
Snap!
The comb in her hand made a crisp sound as it broke a wooden tooth.
“Just my luck!”
She complained, then strode over and yanked the door open, “Huangfu Jue, have you had enough…
Who let you in?”
She reached out to close the door but it was already too late; the man had squeezed half of his body through, grabbing her hand that was trying to shut the door.
She jerked her hand back, and a deep voice came pressing down on her throat.
“Get out right now!”
Huangfu Jue glanced at the living room, only lit by a standing lamp, “Where’s Xiaotang?”
“He’s already asleep, so…
please leave.”
“Perfect.” The man took off his suit and hung it on the hook beside the entrance, “Where’s the wine?”
Come on, this was her house; did this man have any sense of boundaries in someone else’s home?
“There isn’t any.”
The man tilted his head, his blue eyes meeting hers, before he reached out and pulled her over.
Gan Yuan was about to resist when a wet warmth touched her lips—it was the man’s tongue teasing them.
Gan Yuan pushed him away and wiped her lips with the back of her hand, “You…”
“You lied.”
His gaze shifted away, and immediately he noticed the wine and glass on the dining table.
He stepped over, picked up her wine glass, and sniffed it.
“A ’98 Bordeaux, I like that too.”
“Put it down!”
She had spent over a month’s salary on that wine, and it wasn’t for him to drink.
Huangfu Jue paid her no mind, lifted the glass to his lips, and gently took a sip.
“The wine’s still a bit cool.”
Gan Yuan stopped two steps in front of him with her arms crossed.
“Stop wasting time, out with it.
What are you really here for?”
In the middle of the night, had he come because the appraisal results were out, or had he discovered her trick?
