Chapter 12 Why not come in naked?
“…”
"Why? Don't want to?"
"If this is what Mr. Nanchuan wants, I can... treat it as a wedding gift for you and Miss Lin." Ning Fengsheng smiled bitterly. What if he was sincere in marrying Lin Leixi?
"Ning Fengsheng--" Nanchuan Shijue suddenly flew into a rage, his fingers wanting to strangle her neck.
"Why are you angry? Didn't you ask me to do this?" Ning Fengsheng turned his face away palely.
She did whatever he told her to do? She was never the kind of woman who would just do what he told her to do!
…
At night, mist filled the obsidian bathtub, and Nanchuan Shijue was leaning against the edge of the gilded dragon-carved wall with his eyes closed.
Ning Fengsheng walked in barefoot, her silk nightgown had become translucent due to the water vapor, like a ball of snow that was about to melt.
"Get out." He didn't open his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling through his hoarse voice, "Who allowed you to enter the bathroom?"
Ning Fengsheng was stunned for a moment. He knew it was her without even looking at her?
"Moss sent me."
This used to be one of Nanchuan Shijue's favorite entertainment activities. He loved to grab her and take a bath together.
But every time Ning Fengsheng acted like she was being tortured. She didn't even bother to open her eyelids, letting him gently wash her from top to bottom.
He had cleaned and massaged her so many times, but she had never served him once.
Ning Fengsheng knelt on the South African cashmere bath blanket and scooped up warm water to pour over him...
Following the movements he used to wash her, she took the foaming net and squeezed on the shower gel.
"So cheap?" He raised his eyebrows coldly, "Why don't you just take off all your clothes and come in?"
Ning Fengsheng actually took off her pajamas and was about to get into the bathtub—
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the long and short scars on her body.
Although I apply medicine every day and the wounds caused by thorns are not deep... I still can't touch water.
"Do you want to dirty this tank of water?"
Ning Fengsheng had no choice but to sit by the bathtub and gently apply rose essential oil to the scar on his heart: "Can you lower the water temperature? It's too hot. Does your wound... still hurt?"
Damn, he felt it just from the touch of her fingers…
"Now you're concerned about whether I'm in pain, but when it stabbed you, you just regretted not using more force to pierce it?"
Nanchuan Shijue felt bad when he saw her being so obedient and submissive...
Was it depression that caused her temperament to change so drastically?
He grabbed her hand with his big palm and rubbed it fiercely across the scar under his abdominal muscle: "Count it carefully, how many wounds do you owe me? How are you going to pay me back in this life!"
He was the Young Master of Nanchuan, who could possibly hurt him? Only she...
Ning Fengsheng took a deep breath. She had felt like she was possessed by a poison. She had always believed that Nanchuan Shijue was a demon who had imprisoned her and was merciless...
"How do you want me to pay you back?"
"Put your heart into designing the dress, don't give me a perfunctory approach."
"Do you love her?"
"Ms. Lin tried on your wedding ring this morning." He sneered, scoffing at the word "love." "She thought it was too small, so she melted it down and made a new one."
Ning Fengsheng's body trembled slightly. He knew that she cared about the ring, but he insisted on melting it down and making a new one...
He had plenty of money to buy a new one, but he just wanted to erase all traces of her.
"Today, the servants packed up all my things and threw them into the attic." Ning Fengsheng carefully rubbed and scrubbed him clean and asked, "You could have bought another villa for Miss Lin to live in, but you insisted on replacing everything related to me... Are you trying to erase all traces of me from your heart?"
Nanchuan Shijue raised his lips, his poisonous smile reflected on the water: "Will there still be traces of you in my heart?"
“There is no best…”
She didn't know what had angered him again.
Nanchuan Shijue said sarcastically, "You rushed to send it up here, isn't it just to beg me to have sex with you?"
Ning Fengsheng's cheeks flushed slightly, and her face froze...
How could they have children if they didn't have sex? If they didn't have children, she could only watch him get married.
But she didn't take the initiative, and Nanchuan Shijue had no intention of touching her at all.
"Are you worthy enough?" Nanchuan Shijue threw the bath towel on her with a look of disgust.
Misty water vapor condensed on her eyelashes. When she leaned over, she saw the words "To my beloved Shengsheng" engraved on the edge of the bathtub. This was the bathtub that Nanchuan Shijue had customized when they first moved into the villa...
He said he liked the bed and bathtub the most, as they were their most private places, so both were customized for her.
Just as Ning Fengsheng was lost in thought, Nanchuan Shijue stepped on the end of her wet hair and asked, "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Moss said that you always lose your temper with the servants, and I am the only one who can coax you." Ning Fengsheng smiled awkwardly.
Nanchuan Shijue had a violent temper. Just because a servant was dissatisfied with the water temperature, he scalded the servant's skin with hot water...
Normally at times like this, as long as Ning Fengsheng showed up, he would lose all his temper.
"I think Moss must have misunderstood. I can't coax you."
Moss has been with the young master for many years and understands his thoughts best...
If I wasn't sure enough, I would never have dared to let her come!
Nanchuan Shijue had a bad temper and if he really couldn't stand someone, he would kick them out of the bathroom long ago.
Nanchuan Shijue was caught in the act, his handsome face filled with anger, and he said sarcastically: "Why don't you look in the mirror? When you take off your clothes, you're just a pile of bones. It's an eyesore!"
"If I'm a little fatter, it won't bother you." Ning Fengsheng lowered his head and looked at himself. He was indeed very thin. "I'll have an extra meal tomorrow and eat more high-calorie foods every day."
"Are you in such a hurry to get into bed?" Nanchuan Shijue narrowed his eyes and glanced at her...
This woman was indeed weird. She used to hate being dragged into the bathroom by him, and she hated any physical intimacy with him.
Now she wants him to touch her?
"Nanchuan Shijue, you should eat more too. You've lost weight..." Ning Fengsheng's fingers gently scrubbed his skin.
Nanchuan Shijue pursed his thin lips, thinking that she had never paid attention to him, but she could actually see that he had lost weight.
"I'll talk to Moss tomorrow and ask him to customize a nutritious meal for you..."
"Are you controlling me?"
Once upon a time, he wished that she would pay more attention to him.
Even if she just didn't let him smoke because she hated the smell of cigarettes, he would be happy that she kept him from smoking.
"I want to take care of you... I want to take care of you for the rest of my life..." Ning Fengsheng's nose felt sore. Looking at his tense face, he felt a lot of emotions in his heart, "But there's no chance now, right?"
“…”
"Nanchuan Hereditary Lord, I..."
"So much nonsense? I told you to give me a bath, stop making noise!" Nanchuan Shijue suddenly got angry at her, closed his long eyelashes, and looked extremely annoyed, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to her anymore.
These days, whenever he opens his mouth, he's always snarky and mean...
But he didn't say anything to drive him away, which meant he wanted her to stay!
Ning Fengsheng stopped making any noise and washed him thoroughly. After he went to the shower room to rinse off, he immediately took a large towel and wrapped him dry.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
