Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 409 - 409 395 The Kitten with Sharp Claws (1) _1

?Chapter 409: 395, The Kitten with Sharp Claws (1) _1 Chapter 409: 395, The Kitten with Sharp Claws (1) _1 The sky was faintly bright. A red sun slowly rose from the horizon, dyeing the entire ocean and sky golden red.

Tiny shards of golden rays slipped in through gaps in the curtains, faintly refracting onto the two entwined figures on the bed.

The man had already awakened. His gaze lowered to the sleeping woman in his arm, his eyes twinkling with hidden gleams of light like distant stars.

He gently touched the woman’s tender cheek, pushed aside her long hair. His gaze on the blooming red plum at her neck sent a ripple of coldness through his brows.

“Sweetheart, I won’t let anyone who hurt you go unpunished.”

He murmured softly. The woman furrowed her eyebrows and her curved lashes trembled slightly.

The next second, she slowly opened her eyes. Those shiny, bewitching eyes met his.

She tilted her head up and met the man’s deep purple eyes.

“Xiaojing!”

As soon as she spoke, the hoarse voice startled even herself.

“Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else, hmm?” He asked gently, holding her.

Jian Qing shook her head. Just as she tried to get up, a pain made her blush.

Seeing the man’s naked chest and the traces on his neck, a faint embarrassment flashed in her eyes.

That damn peacock.

It really ruined her.

Quan Jingwu saw her embarrassment. He pulled her into his arms so she could lean against his chest. “A little cat with sharp claws, are you shy, hmm?”

“….”

Jian Qing lowered her head and frustratedly bumped her forehead against his chest.

After a while, she mumbled, “I’m not shy at all.”

Quan Jingwu chuckled, ruffling her long hair with his fingers, “Don’t you want to take revenge?”

“Hmm?”

She lifted her head, her eyes sparkling in anticipation.

She remembered that she had administered powder from a jar to the peacock. Its effect on her should be even stronger.

“What happened to it?”

Quan Jingwu raised an eyebrow and replied lightly, “I don’t know. I didn’t have time to care.”

Her eyes shifted. She lightly shook his arm, “Let’s go down and take a look.”

Quan Jingwu grunted in agreement and put her down. He then got up to pick up their clothes spread about the floor.

His perfect frame was on full display: abdomen muscles, Adonis belt… A mere glimpse would make anyone blush and swoon.

Jian Qing lay on her side, propping her head with one hand and unabashedly admiring his beauty.

In her words, this is her man. If she wanted to stare, she would stare boldly. There’s nothing shameful about it.

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu looked up. Seeing his wife staring intently at him with love-filled eyes, he was filled with a sense of satisfaction.

“Come here.”

He sat by the bed, her clothes laid next to him.

Jian Qing moved over leisurely. As she did, Quan Jingwu pulled her into his lap and began to dress her.

Jian Qing sat at the edge of the bed and watched as he crouched down to tie her shoes.

A smile tugged at her lips as she quickly leaned in and pecked a kiss on his cheek.

“Smooch-”
The room filled with pink bubbles at her cute, loud kiss.

Quan Jingwu laughed as he slipped on her last shoe.

He stood up, bent down, and picked her up.

“Jingwu, I can walk.”

“Are you sure?” He looked down at her, his smile teasing.

Jian Qing, “….”

Alright. Compared to walking awkwardly, she chose to make a flamboyant entrance.

Seeing her not struggling anymore, Quan Jingwu laughed with satisfaction.

Outside the room, Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue found a chair and spent the entire night guarding the door.

Obliquely across from them, a white figure leaned against the railing of the staircase, his gaze fixated on the tightly shut door.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Jian Qing looked at Han Yue sitting at the door and her lips twitched a little.

“You guys…”

Han Yue stood up, stretched his back, loosening his muscles.

“We weren’t exactly listening at the door.”

Quan Mingxuan gave him a kick, then turned his gaze to Jian Qing, “We’ve been guarding your door all night, no need for thanks. Just remember to give us a red envelope.”

A red envelope would certainly be appreciated.

Han Yue grinned, echoed, “That’s right, we didn’t sleep all night. The reward can’t be meager.”

With their teasing, Jian Qing’s momentary embarrassment was cast off to the Pacific Ocean.

As she smirked, her eyes caught sight of a figure standing not far away, and the smile gradually faded.

Quan Jingwu also noticed Chu Yihen. He glanced at him, then held Jian Qing in his arms and walked straight down the stairs, bypassing him.

“Hey, you two, wait for me.”

Han Yue yelled out and quickly followed them.

How could he miss out on the fun?

Quan Mingxuan shook his head and chuckled. He calmly followed them.

As he passed Chu Yihen, he vaguely threw out a comment.

“Let go, unless you want your love to truly hate you.”

Chu Yihen watched Quan Mingxuan’s retreating figure, his gaze lowered, his lips curved into a mocking smile.

He’d rather have her hate him than have her forget him. At least this way, she would still remember him.

Because of a malfunction on the cruise ship, everyone had to stay on board. After a night of overhearing, their faces were indescribably weird.

The entire night, the ambiguous noises from the room lingered in their ears.

The men’s faces betrayed an awkward discomfort, while the women blushed as they covered their ears, pretending they hadn’t heard the noises from the room.

Count Durand stayed in the same position, feet planted as if they were filled with lead. He hung his head, eyes bloodshot; one could only imagine what a torturous night it was for him.

Julie slumped in a corner, her eyes swollen and red from crying, looking like walnuts.

Her neat hair was a mess, makeup blurred due to the tears. There was no sign of the aloof, superior madame she had been earlier.

Now, she made it hard for people to give her a second glance.

At this moment, a waiter walked in.

“Count, the cruise ship is fixed.”

Count Durand remained silent, his forehead vein popping – clearly displaying his anger.

Unlike his reaction, the faces of the numerous guests showed a relieved expression upon hearing the ship had been repaired.

They were finally getting away from this gloomy place.

“So when can we leave?” asked a young man standing close to the waiter.

“Probably in about half an hour or so,” replied the waiter.

At these words, there were no significant objections from the crowd.

As long as they could leave, they didn’t mind waiting an extra half an hour after spending an entire night.

A sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and everyone turned to look.

Before they could react, a figure dressed in black suddenly rushed up.

Shen Hao and Yi Kai, noticing the absence of the man from the chair, twitched their eyes in surprise.

What happened to the man being so calm?

Jian Qing watched as the man rushed in front of them, her lips curving into a smile.

Mo Xiao looked at her anxiously and stuttered out, “Qingqing, are you hungry?”

Han Yue, who was following behind, almost slipped at his words.

Jian Qing gave a small smile and shook her head.