Chapter 496 Men Still Need to Be Coaxed

Kong Wange lay bewildered under the covers: "Waaah?"

Murong Ting let out a long breath and hugged her through the blanket: "Go to sleep."

Kong Wange: "?"

This man... when did he become so wooden?!

The atmosphere had reached this point, and he actually told her... to go to sleep?!

Kong Wange struggled, but he held her too tightly and she couldn't move at all.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but perhaps she was exhausted from struggling, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the darkness, the man heard steady breathing from within his arms and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He gently left a mark on her cheek, then slowly closed his eyes.

...

The next morning, Kong Wange opened her eyes and found that Murong Ting was no longer there.

She got up and saw a note he had left for her on the bedside table—

"I have to go to work. You're still asleep, so I didn't wake you. Breakfast is ready and keeping it warm in the insulated box. Remember to eat."

Kong Wange rubbed her messy hair, sighed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After coming out, she sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, then took out her phone and sent Anjing a message: [Do you know how to coax someone?]

Anjing quickly replied: [Trying to coax someone? Who is it?]

Kong Wange gritted her teeth: "A man!"

Anjing sent an "amazed" emoji: "Little Gege, what's going on? Your position in the family is in jeopardy!"

Kong Wange replied with a sighing emoji: [Who says it isn't true? The world is going to the dogs; men are so hard to please.]

【What are you trying to coax me for!】 Quietly replied: 【He'll behave after ignoring you for three days. He doesn't even have the guts of a lapdog. Does he have the guts to be angry with you?!】

Kong Wange chuckled and briefly recounted the whole story, concluding with: "We can't take this for granted; we should just coax her a little, hehe."

"Oh, so you're jealous. We can try to appease you," Anjing replied. "How about you try being a little affectionate?"

Kong Wange: [Tried it, but nothing happened.]

Anjing: [Offering herself to me?]

Kong Wange: [Once it's done, I'm invulnerable.]

[Wow, Mu Mu's really grown up!] An Jing exclaimed: [Little Gege, since that's the case, it seems you'll have to use some drastic measures!]

Kong Wange sent a "?".

Quietly, she quickly shared a link with her.

Kong Wange clicked on it, and her face immediately turned red.

The link leads to an extremely sexy, see-through black bodysuit...

She refused three times in a row: 【No, no, no, this won't do, it's too much!】

[But men like it!] Quietly and persuasively: [Listen to me, I guarantee you'll seduce him. Don't be shy, I'll place the order for you! It'll arrive this afternoon within the same city!]

Then, An Jing didn't give her a chance to refuse and placed the order directly.

She received the goods that afternoon, and there were even more other styles available, including lace, openwork, and all sorts of other designs...

Since she had already made the purchase, Kong Wange gritted her teeth and sent a message to Murong Ting: "I'm still at Shaoyaoju today. What time will you be back?"

Murong Ting replied a while later: "It will be a little later, don't wait for me for dinner."

Normally, if she could stay at the peony garden for an extra day, her husband would be eager to come back immediately, even if it was just to work from home.

But today he was unusually calm.

This further proves that the person's anger has not subsided.

The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will?" Kong Wange looked at the saved fabric and secretly made up her mind.

She put down her phone, picked up the bags, and went into the bathroom.

When Murong Ting returned, it was already dark.

He walked into the house, which was pitch black both inside and out. He instinctively reached out to turn on the light, but was stopped by a voice: "Wait, don't turn on the light!"

Murong Ting paused, then tentatively asked, "Wanwan?"

Kong Wange coughed lightly and stood up from the dressing table, saying, "Uh... what I mean is, don't turn on the main lights yet, they're too bright."

After saying that, she turned on the bedside lamp.

Outside the window, the shadows of trees swayed gently. Inside, under the dim light of a small table lamp, Kong Wange wore a thin veil over her clothes, with only her undergarments underneath.

She chose the most conservative set out of all the ones Anjing had bought for her.

That's true, and it's amazing enough.

Several thin straps wrapped around her shoulder blades, and a black butterfly bloomed diagonally on her shoulder.

The black color perfectly complemented her porcelain-like skin, which, combined with her rosy cheeks, sparkling eyes, and moist lips...

She possesses an indescribable beauty, yet also evokes an inexplicable desire to destroy and conquer.

Murong Ting's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his gaze seeming to devour people.

Kong Wange blushed slightly, but mustered her courage and said, "Ah Ting, I didn't know about your conflict with the Qin family. I'm sorry you were upset about the order. Please don't be angry, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she stared at Murong Ting nervously, unsure whether her method would work.

Murong Ting stared at her blankly for a few seconds, his expression unreadable, but he walked towards her.

As he approached, he gazed at her intently, his voice low and deep: "What did you just call me?"

Kong Wange asked in a trembling voice, "Ah, Ah Ting, what's wrong? Don't you like it?"

"Say it again, let me hear it." Murong Ting's Adam's apple bobbed once more.

Kong Wange, confused, called out again, "A-Ting."

The next second, she was picked up by the man.

She gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

In an instant, the light veil slipped down, and her body pressed tightly against his chest.

Night fell, the room was dark, everything was black, except for her white skin, which was like translucent jade, as clear as snow.

The man's chest was hard as a rock. She leaned against it, listening to his thunderous heartbeat, and her face grew even hotter.

"Who told you to dress like this?" The man hugged her and practically threw her onto the bed.

Kong Wange hadn't expected such a strong reaction from a man over just a form of address and a piece of clothing. Fortunately, the bed was soft enough, and she gently called out, "Slow down."

"It can't be slow." The man's breathing was heavy as he reached for his shirt.

Kong Wange grabbed his hand, stopping him, and asked, "So are you still angry?"

Murong Ting's forehead was beaded with sweat from anxiety. He gave her a deep look and said, "Don't be angry anymore."

Kong Wange said with satisfaction, "I'll remember that. If you're upset in the future, just say it. If it weren't for Lin Cheng, how would I know about your feud with the Qin family?"

"Okay, okay, you're right. None of that matters. In short, I'll help you with whatever you want to do. Wanwan, stop nagging and get down to business."

After saying that, he reached for his shirt again.

Kong Wange still wouldn't let go, insisting, "Then promise that there won't be a next time."

"I promise, it won't happen again." Murong Ting said impatiently, his eyes red. "Don't worry, I'll apologize properly and make it up to you later!"

...

The next morning, Kong Wange looked as if she had been run over by a truck.

She let out a soft moan, frowned, and turned over.

The man beside her asked energetically, "Wanwan, you're awake?"