Chapter 11 Honey, your muscles are rock hard!
Such a big bed is a waste if it's not shared by two people.
If Duan Jinchi has the guts to impersonate her husband but not the guts to share a bed with her, she'll despise him.
She's so enthusiastic?
Duan Jinchi was taken aback by her enthusiasm.
Fortunately, Song Yinxi is currently suffering from amnesia; otherwise, her proactive behavior would definitely be suspicious.
"Honey, why are you being shy? We're not newly married..." Song Yinxi said with heartache, "I'm sorry you had to sleep on the sofa for more than a week at the hospital. I can't let you sleep on the sofa again tonight."
Listening to Song Yinxi's caring words, Duan Jinchi's heart gradually crumbled.
Speaking of which...
Having a wife who loves and cares for you feels pretty good.
That's really good.
But that's not why he pretended to be Song Yinxi's husband!
Song Yinxi was always going against him, and he wanted to annoy and bully her.
Instead, she teased him.
Duan Jinchi, hang in there!
We cannot surrender just because of a little honey trap.
"I'm not upset at all. Taking care of my wife is what I should do," Duan Jinchi said with a smile. "Um... you go to sleep first."
He turned and walked out.
"Duan Jinchi!"
Should I yell at him?
In that instant, Duan Jinchi felt as if Song Yinxi had regained her memories.
She was so gentle when she was hospitalized.
She kept calling him "husband."
Duan Jinchi slowly turned around, and before he could speak, he saw Song Yinxi's tearful face, and his heart pounded.
Her tone softened slightly, "Honey, aren't you going to sleep with me?"
She was able to guess that.
"The doctor said you're not fully recovered, and I'm worried about putting pressure on you," Duan Jinchi said, offering an excuse.
"I injured my head, you shouldn't have been able to put pressure on it," Song Yinxi said softly, her eyes glistening with tears. "I was just discharged from the hospital, and I've lost my memory. I'm not used to being alone..."
She wanted to see just how thick-skinned Duan Jinchi was; pretending to be her husband wasn't enough, he also wanted to sleep in the same bed with her.
“Since you need me so much, how can I leave you alone? But—” Duan Jinchi changed the subject, “I have some work to do. You go to sleep first, and I’ll come and keep you company in a while.”
Song Yinxi readily replied, "Sure, I'll be waiting for you!"
"Don't wait for me, you go to sleep first..."
"Although this is our wedding room, it's a new environment for me, and I don't fall asleep easily in new environments, you should know me..." Song Yinxi smiled faintly, "How can I fall asleep without you by my side..."
"Okay, I'll finish my work as soon as possible." Duan Jinchi hurriedly walked out.
Once he stepped out of the bedroom, his anxiety subsided slightly.
I almost fell for her honey trap!
Fortunately, he was determined.
He's not the kind of person who takes advantage of others in distress.
Duan Jinchi walked to the stairwell and saw Uncle Li drinking water downstairs.
"Uncle Li."
Uncle Li's hand trembled. "Young Master, you're still awake?"
"It's past midnight, and you're still drinking tea!" Duan Jinchi leaned casually against the railing. "Be careful you don't die suddenly from insomnia."
“Young Master, I’m going through menopause, and I can’t sleep whether I drink or not,” Uncle Li replied with a smile. “But Young Master, what are you doing out here tonight, sleeping with the Young Madam? And what’s with all that clothing…”
"You still have the nerve to say that? What were you spying on before?" Duan Jinchi pointed at him. "Stay away from now on, or... I'll make you retire early."
"No, young master, I'm only fifty-five, I haven't reached retirement age yet! I won't be doing this anymore." Uncle Li quickly slipped away with his teacup.
Duan Jinchi's face darkened.
After entering the study, he sat down in a chair and leaned back.
Sharing a bed, taking a bath together...
He's been completely influenced by Song Yinxi; what is he thinking about?!
If Song Yinxi, a woman, isn't afraid, what does he, a grown man, have to be afraid of?
I'm afraid.
He feared that Song Yinxi would regain her memory and then kill him with a knife.
I already hated him so much I wanted to grind my teeth.
Duan Jinchi closed his eyes and pondered.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly opened his eyes. Song Yinxi must be asleep.
For the sake of his integrity, he couldn't share a bed with Song Yinxi. What if the female hooligan got her way?
They're mortal enemies!!!
He should sleep in the guest room tonight.
The next day.
early morning.
When Song Yinxi woke up, the bedside was empty.
Duan Jinchi was a decent man; he didn't take advantage of the situation.
She stepped out of the room, leaned against the second-floor railing, and asked, "Where is your young master?"
Su Ma, who was arranging flowers downstairs, looked up and said, "Young Master is usually at the gym at this time. Turn left on the third floor and walk to the end."
"Okay, thank you."
Before Song Yinxi even entered the gym, she heard upbeat music.
The moment she saw Duan Jinchi, she smiled.
Duan Jinchi, who had taken a shower last night and was still wrapped up so tightly, was now wearing a black vest and shorts, sitting on the chest press machine, working out with great effort.
She and Duan Jinchi usually met in formal settings, where he was always dressed in a suit and shirt. This was the first time she had seen Duan Jinchi so aloof.
Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me...
Duan Jinchi has a great physique; he has well-defined pectoral muscles, abs, and his arms and thighs look incredibly strong.
Tsk tsk.
Why does Duan Jinchi get all the good things?!
"Good morning, honey~"
Song Yinxi deliberately called out to him in a sweet voice that could drown someone.
Duan Jinchi's hands suddenly went limp. He loosened his grip, looked up at her, and said, "Good morning, breakfast is downstairs."
"I know, I came to see you. Last night... you didn't seem to go back to your room to sleep." Song Yinxi leaned slightly forward to meet his gaze. "Why?"
"I... I worked late last night and was afraid of disturbing you," Duan Jinchi explained, forcing a smile.
"Are you really that nice?" Song Yinxi asked.
"Of course! If I weren't good enough, would you marry me? You only chose me because of my character and looks."
"And your physique..." Song Yinxi added, then reached out and pinched his arm, "Wow, honey, your arm muscles are so hard, I wonder if your other muscles are this hard too..."
She asked which one it was.
Which one is she talking about?
What she should talk about most is muscles...
Duan Jinchi secretly tensed his arms: "Of course, your husband's muscles are all rock hard."
"I'm so lucky..." Song Yinxi's fingertips slid down her arm to her collarbone, then slowly stopped on her pectoral muscles.
A tingling, itchy sensation spread through the skin where they touched, and Duan Jinchi was momentarily stunned, forgetting to stop it.
Until her fingers continued downwards, circling his abs.
Duan Jinchi's heart raced, his body trembled slightly, and he grabbed her slender wrist: "I'm covered in sweat and dirt."
It's not dirty at all!
It was clearly too exciting.
“You’re my husband, how could I dislike you?” Song Yinxi pressed her cheek against his. “We’ve been sweating buckets together before, it’s normal to be all sweaty…”
What was Song Yinxi saying...?
She was driving again!
"Honey~"
Her warm breath tickled Duan Jinchi's ear, making him tense. His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Just say what you want to say, don't call me that..."
"Do you know how incredibly sexy you are right now? My hormones are raging, and I really want to kiss you..." Song Yinxi's lips almost touched his cheek. "Honey, can I kiss you?"
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