Chen Qiankun pushed away the childish guy who was kissing him with a look of disgust, wiped the drool off his face, and said with disgust, "Are you sick?"
"Hmm, wife, shall we treat him?" Wang Chenhan looked at Chen Qiankun with a lecherous grin.
Chen Qiankun raised an eyebrow at Wang Chenhan and said, "Come closer, I'll treat you."
Wang Chenhan approached Chen Qiankun with anticipation, his smiling face close to Chen Qiankun's.
Chen Qiankun pressed his head down, took out the ruler from the car, and slapped his buttocks hard.
Having finally felt relieved after beating up Wang Chenhan, Chen Qiankun happily asked, "Is there anywhere else you need me to treat?"
"Why don't you drive to my clinic? I'll take another look at your teeth and see if you need any further treatment."
Wang Chenhan, who was lying on Chen Qiankun's lap, cried loudly, "Wife, it hurts so much! My butt hurts so much."
"It's good that it hurts. You asked me to treat your illness, so of course I'll treat you properly. Otherwise, you'll forget how to write the word 'good boy'."
"Honey, I was wrong. I'll never do it again. Are you calm now?" Wang Chenhan stood up and wiped the tears from his face.
"It's gone. I'm going back to sleep now. Let's drive."
Wang Chenhan endured the pain in his buttocks and drove home. He slowly lifted his injured buttocks and walked into the house.
Back inside, Chen Qiankun applied ointment to his little red, perky bottom. Looking at it, he felt a pang of heartache and guilt, as if he had hit him a bit too hard today.
*
Zhou Rui and He Muchen returned to the apartment. He Muchen took some clean clothes and took a shower, while Zhou Rui rummaged through the refrigerator in the living room, thinking that it was almost noon and he should make something simple for He Muchen to eat.
After showering, He Muchen, dressed casually, walked into the living room, poured himself a glass of warm water, and watched Zhou Rui cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron. Curious, he walked over, stood beside Zhou Rui, and gently asked:
"Honey, you've worked hard too. Why don't we have the chef come and cook?"
Zhou Rui laughed awkwardly, "I really didn't do that badly. There's a lot of oil and smoke here, and you just took a shower, so why don't you go outside and wait for a bit?"
"But I want to stay here and watch you cook," He Muchen said coquettishly.
Zhou Rui pushed He Muchen and said, "Hurry up and get out! Your standing here is affecting my performance, and I'm afraid the food will burn."
He Muchen enjoyed Zhou Rui pushing him around and speaking sweetly to him, and shamelessly stayed in the kitchen.
Zhou Rui couldn't really push He Muchen away. Seeing He Muchen's shamelessness, she had no choice but to imitate the way the female lead in TV dramas acted coquettishly towards the male lead, taking He Muchen's arm and shaking it:
"Honey, please go outside first, okay? If you stand here, I'll keep staring at you, and you might cut my hand!"
"Honey, please have some compassion for me."
He Muchen felt a tingling sensation all over his body from Zhou Rui's coquettish behavior, and stared blankly at Zhou Rui, who was being affectionate with him.
I could hear what Wang Chenhan had said last night: "We should still have the happy life we deserve. What if we don't get to eat rabbit meat and the rabbit runs off with someone else?"
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen, who was in a daze, wondering if this trick hadn't worked. Sure enough, TV dramas are all lies. He should think of another way to get him out, otherwise the two of them wouldn't be able to have lunch in the evening.
Just as Zhou Rui was thinking of another way, He Muchen picked him up and carried him to the cabinet. He pressed his body close to Zhou Rui, pinning him to the cabinet, and smiled maliciously.
"Honey, how do you want your husband to pamper you?"
Zhou Rui was so shocked by He Muchen's close proximity that he forgot how to scream.
Looking at her husband's face so closely, she was still a little nervous. She swallowed hard to moisten her dry throat.
"I... want you to go out so I can cook you a nice meal."
"Oh, but I want to take good care of you." He Muchen showed no intention of letting him off the hook.
Zhou Rui replied irrelevantly, "Ah! No need. You eating all the food I made shows you care about me."
Zhou Rui pushed He Muchen, who was close to her, away with her hand and said shyly, "Put me down first, I'll go cook for you."
He Muchen gripped Zhou Rui's wrist tightly as he pushed him away: "But I don't want to eat. I want to eat you right now."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Rui stared wide-eyed at He Muchen and exclaimed in surprise, "What?"
He Muchen released Zhou Rui's wrist, rubbed his ears which had been shaken, then pinched Zhou Rui's nose and laughed, "You're not hard of hearing, I meant I want to eat you."
At this moment, Zhou Rui was somewhat excited and boldly asked He Muchen, "Do you like me, or... do you just want to sleep with me?"
He Muchen was amused by his question and pinched his cute cheek, saying, "You really dare to ask."
At this moment, Zhou Rui felt somewhat embarrassed. He lowered his head and stopped looking at He Muchen, thinking: He didn't answer his question directly, so perhaps it was the latter. He felt a little sad.
"What are you thinking about now, you little head?"
He Muchen gently stroked his head: "Silly boy, I like you, don't you know that?"
"If I really wanted to sleep with you, would you still be talking to me here? You'd be moaning in bed by now."
When Zhou Rui heard He Muchen say he liked her, she looked up abruptly, staring at him in surprise, and asked incredulously, "Really?"
"Of course! Are you stupid? Would I just call someone else's wife?" He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui with a smile.
Zhou Rui was still a little incredulous and asked He Muchen to say it to him again: "Could you tell me you like me again?"
He Muchen smiled and said, "Listen carefully, I, He Muchen, like you, Zhou Rui."
Zhou Rui still couldn't quite believe that He Muchen was saying he liked her because of her current face. If it were her previous face, would he not even have given her a second glance?
He still bravely asked He Muchen why he liked him: "No... why do you like me? Because of this face?"
He Muchen really didn't expect Zhou Rui to question him about why he liked him; he thought Zhou Rui would excitedly hug and kiss him.
"Not entirely. At first, I was just curious about how bold you were to call me 'husband' in front of so many people."
"But when I actually get close to you, I feel like I can't control my desire to get closer to you. When you say that I'm just like your idol, I feel a little disappointed."
“I’ll go crazy if you say you’re not going to call me husband anymore.”
"Do you know that my heart beats with excitement when you kiss me first?"
"Maybe it was your appearance that caught my eye at first glance, but I love hearing you sweetly call me 'husband' and talk to me in a coquettish way even more."
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