Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 528 - 528 524 Fell for it

528: Chapter 524: Fell for it 528: Chapter 524: Fell for it Half an hour later, Li Zhaojun and Ye Fan finished bathing one after another.

Ye Fan bathed quickly and, after finishing, came out in his pajamas.

He saw Li Zhaojun sitting at the brand new vanity, applying skincare products on her arm, which looked like tender lotus roots.

Even from a distance, Ye Fan could still see her lifted arm’s skin; it was so white and delicate, and under the light, it seemed to emit a pearly luster.

Looking at her back, her smooth long hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching her slender waist, and swayed slightly with the movements of her arm as she applied the skincare products.

Her long hair didn’t completely cover her sculpted shoulders, which appeared especially white against the backdrop of her black hair, exuding a sense of bone-deep elegance.

Li Zhaojun’s nightgown was a strappy one.

Ye Fan averted his gaze, bitterly laughing to himself.

Li Zhaojun was wearing such a sexy nightgown that it could instantly kill any man.

Li Zhaojun continued her skincare routine while Ye Fan sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the TV.

However, his mind was elsewhere, and his gaze kept uncontrollably drifting towards Li Zhaojun sitting at the vanity.

About eight or nine minutes later, Li Zhaojun finally stood up and walked gracefully toward the bed.

Ye Fan stared at the TV screen, deliberately not looking at Li Zhaojun.

However, Li Zhaojun still came over to him and said softly, “Tomorrow is the old man’s birthday; there might be a lot of things to take care of.

We should get to bed early.”

The TV was turned off, and it was time to rest and sleep.

But, there was a serious problem: there was only one blanket.

Even though they were at home, it was not possible to find another blanket at this time.

And if Qiao Feixuan found out, he was likely to get an earful all night long.

“You can use the blanket.

I can just cover up with a jacket and sleep,” Ye Fan said.

Although it was cold outside, the heater was on inside, so it wasn’t cold.

Li Zhaojun said softly, “Can we share it?”

Ye Fan shook his head, “That wouldn’t be appropriate.”

“If you don’t use it, neither will I,” Li Zhaojun replied, and then lay down on the side of the bed, her jade hands gently resting on her stomach as she closed her beautiful eyes, with no intention of using the blanket.

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn’t help but say, “You’ll catch a cold like that.”

Li Zhaojun opened her lovely eyes, gazing at the ceiling calmly and said, “If you have no feelings for me, why bother sleeping under separate blankets?”

“That’s a different matter,” Ye Fan responded.

“I don’t want to harm you.”

“Do you think that by not touching me, you can divorce without any burden?

The fact that we are married is a reality.

Tomorrow at the old man’s birthday banquet, the relationship between you and me will surely become known to every member of the Ye family, and our relationship will quickly become public knowledge.

Even if I truly remain chaste and divorce, I’m still labeled as a Ye family daughter-in-law.

In this great nation of China, who would dare to marry me?”

“That…” Ye Fan was taken aback; he hadn’t considered this aspect.

Ye Fan lay down on the bed, depressed, lying next to Li Zhaojun and separated by the middle blanket.

Not letting Li Zhaojun attend the old man’s birthday banquet tomorrow?

Impossible!

When I went to pay respects to the old man today, he actually allowed me to stay two more days in the capital to accompany Li Zhaojun in visiting her mother.

If, by any chance, the old man notices tomorrow that Li Zhaojun is absent and asks about it, there might be an uproar.

He thought about what to do.

At that moment, Li Zhaojun said, “If you truly do not care about me, why would you worry about what might happen after we share a blanket?

Since you care about me, why bother getting a divorce?”

“No matter whether you care about me or not, sharing a blanket is not wrong,” Li Zhaojun added.

Ye Fan, listening to her conclusions, which seemed very reasonable, suddenly had nothing to say in response.

Then, Li Zhaojun sat up, spread the blanket out, and draped it over Ye Fan.

Ye Fan wanted to refuse, but Li Zhaojun said, “Even if you want me tonight, I won’t give in to you.

Because there are many things to do tomorrow, I can’t afford to be inconvenienced in my movements.”

“Alright,” Ye Fan agreed, sitting up and together with Li Zhaojun, they unfolded the blanket.

After they covered themselves with the blanket and turned off the light, the room suddenly fell silent.

Ye Fan thought that Li Zhaojun would lie still, maintaining a distance from him with reserve.

However, he was mistaken.

As soon as the light went out, Li Zhaojun moved closer to him, curling up against his side and reaching out to hug his right arm.

His arm was embraced by Li Zhaojun, who was wearing nothing but a camisole nightdress, and he vividly felt his arm being pressed by two large, unusually soft masses with a weight that was neither light nor heavy, causing Ye Fan’s entire body to stiffen.

For a while, Ye Fan lay stiff throughout his body, not daring to move, nor willing to pull his arm away.

Li Zhaojun made no further moves, as if she merely wished to fall asleep holding his arm.

However, judging from their increasingly rapid breathing and heartbeats, neither Ye Fan nor Li Zhaojun was at all at peace.

About three or four minutes passed.

“Husband.” A sultry breath like that of orchids blew into Ye Fan’s ear.

Her voice was extremely seductive, instantly melting the stiffness in Ye Fan’s body, giving him a sensation as though his soul had left his body.

Then, for some reason, Ye Fan turned to face Li Zhaojun.

They lay face to face under the blanket, nearly pressed against each other, breathing in each other’s scent.

“Whatever happens tonight, I’ll completely forget by tomorrow and never bring it up,” Li Zhaojun said in her breathy, seductive voice, and then, taking the initiative, she brought her sensual, tender lips clumsily to Ye Fan’s, followed by her slick, smooth arms winding around his neck.

Ye Fan hesitated no longer and, turning from passive to active, began to kiss Li Zhaojun fervently…

An hour later, the blanket was suddenly flung aside as Li Zhaojun, disregarding her image, climbed out of bed.

Clutching her mouth with her hand and without bothering to put on her shoes, she rushed to the bathroom, followed by the sound of running water mixed with the noise of her gagging.

Although the blanket was thrown aside, Ye Fan did not immediately cover himself again.

He lay on his back on the bed, his face displaying a wave of relief and relaxation.

After a moment, he stretched out his hand and continuously pulled tissues from the bedside cabinet to wipe himself.

After he finished wiping, Ye Fan had fully regained his senses and felt like slapping himself: he had actually allowed Li Zhaojun to…

uh, to that extent.

How embarrassing!

Li Zhaojun spent seven or eight minutes in the bathroom, brushing her teeth and rinsing her mouth before finally coming out.

Since the light was off, Ye Fan couldn’t see Li Zhaojun’s pretty face clearly, and he didn’t know whether her pretty face was covered in a flush of shyness or her usual cool calmness.

Li Zhaojun climbed back into bed and under the covers, still curling up and hugging Ye Fan’s arm.

“I will completely forget what happened tonight, and I will never bring it up,” Li Zhaojun whispered in Ye Fan’s ear, “Husband, let’s go to sleep.”

Ye Fan displayed a wry smile on his face, thinking bitterly in his heart, “You say you will completely forget and never bring it up, but can such things really be so easily fooled?

Brother has fallen for your scheme and let down his guard.”