Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 325: Warm Morning Moments (2)

All along, Mi Jing always considered herself as someone with thick skin, but in the presence of Shen Lingxing, shyness that she’d normally never have would always pop up from time to time, making her blush, her heart race, and even her limbs not knowing where to place themselves.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Mi Jing, feeling anxious and flustered under Shen Lingxing’s gaze, scalp tingling, couldn’t hold it in any longer after a while and finally gathered the courage to look him in the eye and ask.

"Did you have something really rich at lunch?"

"I... I just had the usual rich food." Mi Jing answered vaguely, completely not expecting that Shen Lingxing, looking at her so seriously, was just trying to figure out what she had for lunch. Surprised, Mi Jing was also a bit at a loss because she had lied. Although it was a white lie, she didn’t want Shen Lingxing to see through it.

But how could someone as intelligent as Shen Lingxing be fooled by Mi Jing’s wit? 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Not planning to tell me the truth?" Shen Lingxing raised his thick eyebrows confidently, as if silently telling Mi Jing that he had already seen through her.

"I..." Mi Jing bit her lip instinctively, then lifted her gaze and stared at Shen Lingxing righteously, "Yeah, I didn’t tell the truth, are you going to divorce me?"

"I wouldn’t dare." Shen Lingxing laughed.

"What’s so funny? Is it really that amusing? You’re an adult now and still don’t know how to take care of your body. Look at how much weight you’ve lost in such a short time. From now on, you have to eat on time, or else I..."

"Or else what?"

"Or else I will divorce you!" Mi Jing said with a stern face.

"That serious?" Shen Lingxing pressed his lips together, holding back a smile.

"Of course, I don’t have time to joke with you!" Mi Jing put her hands on her hips, striking a fierce pose, and urged, "Hurry up and eat, or the noodles will be overcooked."

Hah.

Shen Lingxing laughed silently, not saying another word, seemingly intimidated by Mi Jing’s "authority," he picked up his chopsticks and quietly ate his noodles.

The atmosphere quieted down again. Mi Jing wasn’t regretful for her fierce display; she occasionally glanced at the TV and at Shen Lingxing. Amid the silence, love was silently expressed, a glance, a gentle smile, filled with love.

"Honey, shall we sit out on the balcony for a while?" After tidying up the kitchen, Mi Jing came out, wiping the water off her hands with a paper towel, and said while looking at Shen Lingxing’s back.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lingxing, who was watching the news, turned around to look at Mi Jing. Seeing her already heading towards the balcony, he got up, turned off the TV, and unhurriedly followed Mi Jing’s footsteps.

The night deepened, bringing a slight chill with the evening breeze. Mi Jing clasped her hands in front of her chest, rubbing her arms, and walked straight to the balcony railing.

The night sky was dim and devoid of stars, unable to admire the brilliance of the stars, so Mi Jing could only look afar, gazing down at the neon lights in the distance, then took a deep breath, letting her tired body gradually relax.

"I’m not planning to burn that diary for now, if you want to read it, go ahead." Hearing the footsteps coming near to her side and stopping abruptly, Mi Jing turned her face, smiling as she spoke to Shen Lingxing.

"I don’t want to read it." Shen Lingxing said calmly.

Since it’s all in the past, why should he deliberately delve into it and add to his own heartache?

"Aren’t you curious?"

"A little." But his curiosity was limited to Mi Jing herself, not her past experiences with others.

"What do you want to know? Just ask, I’ll answer truthfully." Mi Jing looked up at Shen Lingxing, a faint smile on her lips.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lingxing’s thick eyebrows raised, a teasing smile appearing on his handsome face, "Why don’t you ask me what I want to do instead?"

"What do you want to do?" Mi Jing, knowing Shen Lingxing’s intentions weren’t pure, didn’t back down. Her longing for these past few days wasn’t fake; she wanted to talk to him and yearned for his embrace. Now, with him right in front of her, she had no reason, nor did she want, to push him away. In this moment, even if he was a blazing fire, she was willing to be the moth that flew into it without hesitation.

"So proactive?" Shen Lingxing wrapped his arms around Mi Jing, who had thrown herself into his embrace, then lowered his head and whispered teasingly into her ear.

Too close, Shen Lingxing’s breath, as he spoke, sprayed all over Mi Jing’s ear. Suddenly, she turned her sensitive head away, then raised her hands to encircle Shen Lingxing’s neck, deliberately slowing her speech and alluringly asking, "Do you like it?"

"Of course!"

Shen Lingxing moved swiftly, and as soon as he finished his sentence, he immediately picked Mi Jing up, then strode back indoors, kissing Mi Jing as he climbed the stairs.

"Let’s... take a bath first." Mi Jing pulled away from the heated kiss, gasping for breath as she spoke.

Hearing this, Shen Lingxing focused intently on Mi Jing without saying anything, then continued carrying her straight towards the comfortable big bed in the bedroom...

Morning light was gentle, the room was quiet, filled with the warmth of two people.

"Awake?"

In the morning, Mi Jing woke up in Shen Lingxing’s embrace, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw him looking at her tenderly. She knew he loved her, and at that moment, she saw deep affection in his glistening eyes.

"Hmm." Shen Lingxing gently rubbed Mi Jing’s hair with his chin, a soft nasal sound, full of lazy sensuality.

"Do you still have to work overtime today?" Mi Jing, not fully awake, asked with her eyes half-closed.

"Hmm." Shen Lingxing softly hummed in response, then closed his eyes, comfortably enjoying the ease and tranquility of the moment.

"Then sleep a while longer, I’ll prepare breakfast today." After saying that, Mi Jing climbed out of bed with unprecedented willpower, lazily scratching her head, then sat with her eyes closed, seemingly waiting for the drowsiness enveloping her to dissipate.

"I can’t sleep without you." Shen Lingxing sat up in bed, then hugged Mi Jing from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, the two of them intertwined like Siamese twins.

After a night, Shen Lingxing’s stubble had grown thicker, and it was sure to be prickly. Initially, Mi Jing didn’t want to ruin the moment’s beauty, so she held back and didn’t move. But after a while, she couldn’t hold it in anymore, gently shrugging her shoulders and then turning her head, pulling away from Shen Lingxing.

"Your beard has grown, let me clean it up for you?" Mi Jing touched Shen Lingxing’s stubble and tilted her head, asking.

"No trouble, I’ll clean it up myself later." Shen Lingxing smiled as he declined.

"Hmph, you think I’m clumsy, don’t you?" Mi Jing snorted coldly, then raised her eyebrows and glared at Shen Lingxing, asking.