Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 1368: Chapter 1382: Really Needs a Lesson

Before she and Mu Xingfeng got together, Mu Xingfeng didn’t come home more than twice a year, yet he still kept chefs and servants at the villa.

Last night’s autumn rain made the temperature in the Imperial City drop a few degrees.

An Ran was still wearing the bridesmaid’s dress. As soon as she got out of the car, Mu Xingfeng draped his coat over her. But even with just a few steps from the car to the villa, she still felt quite cold.

The temperature inside wasn’t low, people used to living in the north felt it had just cooled down, but for An Ran, it was a bit chilly.

Mu Xingfeng had someone turn on the air conditioning, hugged her upstairs, and the first thing he did upon entering the room was fill a bathtub with warm water for her to take a hot bath.

An Ran enjoyed a comfortable soak in the bath, and upon coming out, saw the man, having changed into casual home clothes, sitting on the sofa sorting through her backpack.

Her backpack had been tossed aside with her luggage at the Mu Family’s old residence since she arrived in the Imperial City. It seemed that this guy was well-prepared and had even brought her backpack.

As An Ran dried her hair and went downstairs, she saw the man flipping through her books one by one and curiously asked, ”What are you looking at?”

”I’m checking if any little boy left my wife little notes,” Mu Xingfeng replied without even looking up, speaking so earnestly that it almost made An Ran choke.

She angrily snatched the book from Mu Xingfeng’s hand and stuffed it into her backpack, giving him a big eye roll, ”Are you stupid or am I stupid? If there were notes, would I keep them in the book for you to find?”

With that, she felt the temperature around her drop by two degrees.

”Is there really?”

Mu Xingfeng’s expression wasn’t looking good. He was just casually teasing this girl, never expecting to hit the mark.

An Ran, not wanting to argue with this childish man, sat beside him, tossed him the towel, and took out her homework.

Mu Xingfeng took the towel and considerately dried her hair, yet still wasn’t reassured and leaned in to softly whisper in her ear, ”Wife, is there really?”

”Yes, there is, there’s a big fool,” An Ran turned around in Mu Xingfeng’s arms to face him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips against his, her eyes sparkling with laughter.

Mu Xingfeng, with his height advantage, instinctively held her waist, looking at her shy, smiling eyes, knowing this girl was teasing him again, even calling him a big fool, truly deserving a lesson.

But it’s not easy for the little wife to take the initiative to offer a kiss; whether it was her young age making her hesitant in this regard, or his controlling nature being too strong, most of the time during such moments, it was Mu Xingfeng taking the initiative, and he also enjoyed this feeling of being in control.

Suddenly, the little wife’s enthusiasm caught Mu Xingfeng off guard, a mix of feeling like he’d gained a great advantage and as if someone else had taken advantage of him. These complex emotions made him pause for a moment but soon he got into it, hugged her waist tighter, turned from passive to active, and deepened the kiss.

The person in his arms was soft as a pool of water, his grip instinctively tightened, wanting to mold her into his being. The taste of sweetness lingered between their lips, making him never want to stop, addicted.

The servant carrying the meal from the kitchen saw the pair on the sofa locked in an intense kiss, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

An Ran immediately sensed the movement behind her, pushed Mu Xingfeng away, and slightly disdainfully wiped her mouth. Seeing Mu Xingfeng’s face darken again, she instantly felt refreshed.