A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire

Chapter 1250: Chapter 1250: Refined Scoundrel

One night of tossing and turning, Mu Yan felt like her waist was about to break, but someone was full of energy, completely unaware of exhaustion.

She tried to recall if she had done anything to seduce him. No, absolutely not.

So why was he so impatient?

In the end, Mu Yan cried, but the more she cried, the more excited someone got.

After it was over, Jiang Jingheng finally felt satisfied. Looking at her tear-streaked face, even as she slept, she had a pitiably aggrieved look.

He got up, helped her to the bathroom to remove her makeup, then gave her a bath before carrying her back to bed.

Looking at her sleeping face, he wasn’t the least bit sleepy.

In her heart, he was gentle and restrained, a perfect husband.

But facing the woman he had desired for six whole years before finally being with her, was he really that much of a gentleman?

Of course not.

Not long ago, she even asked him why he was so impatient, like a starving ghost reborn.

Yes, he was a starving ghost reborn, always wanting to devour her.

Today he really couldn’t hold back and exposed his true nature again. Who could resist when she was this good? He couldn’t at all.

Seeing her publicly acknowledge him as her husband on stage, he just wanted to press her into bed and ravish her, to hear her cry and call out, to fill her with all emotions, leaving her eyes seeing only him.

He lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips. She was so obedient, his heart was melting.

The next day at noon, Mu Yan slowly woke up, feeling sore all over and filled with memories of last night.

She looked up to see Jiang Jingheng in a bathrobe sitting on the sofa beside her, looking at documents on his laptop, and her face fell immediately. She grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at him.

Jiang Jingheng’s head was hit by the pillow. He looked up to see Mu Yan staring at him angrily, immediately tossing the laptop aside and walking over.

”Are you hungry? I’ll have someone bring us some food.”

”What food? You wouldn’t care if I starved to death,” Mu Yan glared at him, looking unhappy.

Jiang Jingheng looked at her annoyed expression and lifted the blanket to get in.

Mu Yan was startled by his action and instantly tried to move away, but he pulled her into his arms.

”What are you doing again? I’m exhausted,” Mu Yan said, unhappily.

Jiang Jingheng looked down at her. ”I couldn’t hold back yesterday, darling, don’t be mad.”

Mu Yan thought about his craziness yesterday, calling her darling nonstop, really such a tease, not at all like his usual cool and noble self.

After all, they say men are one way in bed and another way off it.

She whispered, ”You’re getting more and more outrageous lately.”

Jiang Jingheng chuckled. ”Who can resist when Mrs. Jiang is so beautiful? No man can, let alone your husband.”

Mu Yan didn’t believe his words. They hadn’t been sleeping together just for one day.

Isn’t it said that men like new things? How come he seemed to get more obsessed with that?

She mumbled, ”You weren’t like this before.”

Jiang Jingheng looked at her conflicted little face and laughed, ”How do you know I wasn’t like this?”

Mu Yan glared at him. How could she not know—she was involved, after all.

Jiang Jingheng seemed to see through her thoughts and said helplessly, ”I’m never full, and if you starve for too long, you lose control. Mrs. Jiang, please take pity on your husband, or what if he gets hurt holding back?”

Mu Yan looked at him incredulously. How could this person be so shameless?

When... when had she not given in to him?

So, she meant that he was considerate of her before?

She grumbled, ”Let it be. You made it through twenty-six or seven years before, didn’t you?”

Jiang Jingheng was indifferent, ”When you have a wife, who needs the five-finger maiden?”