Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 125 - 116. Embrace each other while sleeping, embrace each other while waking up_4

Chapter 125: 116. Embrace each other while sleeping, embrace each other while waking up_4

Barton completely forgot about Nan Wan’s existence, joy plainly written on his dog face.

The dog I raised since childhood, in less than a day, became closer to someone else, not even giving me a glance.

This feeling is like being cuckolded.

Bittersweet and complicated.

Standing up, picking up the clothes at the foot of the bed, muttering gloomily, "Aren’t you just asking the obvious?"

Mu Jin Huan tossed the ball he was holding into the master bedroom, Barton instinctively chased after it.

Raising his hand, naturally encircling the person passing by in his arms, his voice quietly deep, "Rest assured as Mrs. Mu, I’ll handle these small roles for you."

After last night, Nan Wan seemed a little afraid of such intimacy, her body somewhat stiff, her hand forming a loose fist against the man’s chest.

It was a form of resistance, albeit not obvious.

The man’s body heat continuously transferred onto her skin, causing a shiver, she spoke softly, "It was sent by your mother, isn’t it inappropriate?"

Upon hearing that, the warmth faded from the depths of Mu Jin Huan’s eyes, replaced by a subtle indifference.

Loosening his grip, he said lightly, "There’s nothing inappropriate."

If you listened carefully, you could hear the hoarseness in his voice.

"Didn’t you say you needed a Mrs. Mu who could stand shoulder to shoulder with you?" Nan Wan smiled softly, leaning in voluntarily, "If even such small matters need you, doesn’t that make me seem useless?"

Her fragrance filled his nose, Mu Jin Huan’s gaze fell on her abdomen, a slight curve forming on his lips, "Then shall you handle it?"

Great minds think alike, between smart people, there’s no need to spell things out.

Nan Wan lowered her eyes, looking at her flat stomach, her voice clear and soft, "Mr. Mu needs to cooperate too."

Originally, she didn’t want to offend Madam Mu, but since he put it that way, she didn’t need to worry much.

Some people are not skilled enough yet overly ambitious, really an eyesore.

"I won’t let her bother you for too long, once the wedding is over, that’ll be it."

"Am I being too malicious, not kind at all."

Mu Jin Huan paused, gazing at her lovely face, speaking lowly, "If Mrs. Mu could be a bit more malicious, I might believe you like me."

Stupidity is not kindness.

She was not unmoved, which was already very courteous.

Nan Wan stepped back, tilting her head in a pose of thinking.

A few seconds later, she smiled, "I’ll consider it."

Mu Jin Huan just looked at her, his handsome face gentle.

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In the sunny daytime, the temperature was much higher than at night.

Because it was the weekend, there were many young men playing basketball on the court, with quite a few spectators.

The sound of applause and conversations continued, creating a lively atmosphere.

A faint voice sounded beside her ear, "All show, no substance."

The sunlight, white basketball jersey, a clean and refreshing boy, basketball.

The perfect setting to make a girl’s heart flutter.

Nan Wan’s gaze fell on the basketball court not far away, her delicate features unusually bright, letting out a soft scoff, "Did you use to play basketball too?"

Judging from Mr. Mu’s tone, he should be a pro.

"After graduation, not much. During those years in the military, occasionally played a few games."

Nan Wan’s chin pointed towards the court’s direction, her voice gentle, "Since there’s nothing else going on, care to see if your skills have rusted?"

When they went out, he was wearing casual clothes.

Lacking the aloofness of a suit and tie, he seemed more approachable, appearing much younger.

Mu Jin Huan glanced at the woman’s face, a faint teasing expression, "Want to see?"

Nan Wan nodded.

Then, she watched as the man beside her took off his jacket, removed the watch from his wrist, placing it into her arms before striding onto the court.

The game before he arrived hadn’t ended yet.

The negotiation didn’t take long, and during that time, the young boys’ eyes occasionally glanced towards Nan Wan, making her feel bewildered.

Once they restarted, the screams from the girls watching were evidently louder than before.

He was only wearing a white T-shirt, the same color as the young boys’ jerseys.

Initially, perhaps because it had been a long time since he handled a ball, he seemed a bit rusty, but after a couple of laps, the court was entirely his domain.

With each ball scored, a chorus of screams erupted in her ears.

Nan Wan suddenly remembered, long ago, Shen Zhimei asked her, "Tell me, with all the boys wearing the same school uniform, how come you can spot Lu Li immediately, and I can accurately pick out Jun Yan?"

At that time, she’d replied, "Perhaps it’s an ability exclusively for us in our teens...

But now, just past her 26th birthday, years since those teenage days.

Why, out of all those people, could she still capture Mr. Mu’s presence?

This time, he was far from her, neither deliberately teasing nor subtly seducing.

Yet, a wild thrill sprouted within her, her heartbeat almost drowning out the cheers around.

Thump... thump... thump...

Just like a seed buried in the ground, sprouting a green leaf in this cold winter.

Incredible, yet irresistible to reach out and touch.

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As Mu Jin Huan finished that half-court game, circling through the crowd, walking back beside Nan Wan, beads of sweat the size of soybeans slid down from his determined jaw.

Nan Wan took a tissue from her pocket, tiptoeing slightly to wipe it for him, her dimples shallow, "Mr. Mu was impressive..."

Mu Jin Huan, gasping for air, exhaling a breath that mingled into the air, his lean, strong arms full of masculine charm, "Satisfied?"

Nan Wan handed over the coat she was holding, "Barely passable."

His thin lips curved subtly, his arm draped over the woman’s shoulder, pulling her closer as he stepped forward, "Tired, let’s go home."

The coat handed over was not taken, Nan Wan’s beautiful brows knit together.

Such a grown man, doesn’t he know this can make him sick?

"Just half a game and exhausting already, Mr. Mu, is your stamina lacking? Should you find time to exercise your body?"

"My stamina lacking..." Mu Jin Huan mused those five words, halting his steps, pinching the woman’s jaw lightly, "Don’t cry tonight."

Nan Wan pulled down the man’s hand, shaking out the clothes in her arms, draping them over him, "We’ll see about tonight’s matter tonight."