Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 366: Now It’s My Turn to Lull You to Sleep

Chapter 366: Chapter 366: Now It’s My Turn to Lull You to Sleep

An Yan finished her bath, dried her hair, and came to the master bedroom.

The two little ones were listening to Fu Shiyan tell a story.

She leaned against the headboard, snuggled up next to Fu Jinyan, and joined them in listening.

The two little ones had been listening to Fu Shiyan’s stories since they were in An Yan’s belly and continued to grow up to the sound of his voice on the recorder, so they liked the magnetic and mellow timbre of a man’s voice, and even piano music and light music couldn’t replace it.

Soon, the two little ones drifted off to sleep.

Fu Shiyan tucked in Fu Mu’an, who was by his side, while An Yan did the same for Fu Jinyan.

He leaned over, reaching across the two little ones to grasp An Yan’s wrist, "They’re asleep now; it’s my turn to lull you to sleep."

An Yan watched as those long, handsome fingers kept stroking her pulse, the rhythm beneath her skin seeming to make her blood boil.

In the matters of passion, not only do men have desires, but women do too.

Fu Shiyan was particularly good at seduction and was so good-looking that for An Yan, who was smitten, the temptation was indeed hard to resist.

It was only the thought of having to wake up early the next day to take the little ones back to the Mu Family that made her dismiss the idea.

"We have to wake up early tomorrow, I can only sleep beside you ’platonically’."

Fu Shiyan hummed softly, "Let’s go, I’ll make sure you sleep soundly before I return to accompany Anan and Yanyan."

An Yan nodded, got out of bed, walked around the foot of the bed, and took Fu Shiyan’s hand as they left the master bedroom.

Fu Shiyan gently shut the door behind them and immediately scooped An Yan into his arms, striding toward the secondary bedroom.

An Yan looked up at his superior jawline, "Weren’t we supposed to sleep ’platonically’?"

Fu Shiyan looked down with a smile, "Who said that carrying you means we have to sleep ’dynamically’? What, Mrs. Fu, are you hinting at something?"

An Yan pursed her lips, remaining silent, realizing that it was becoming increasingly difficult to outtalk this dog of a man.

Walking into the secondary bedroom, the man closed the door with his heel.

He placed An Yan gently on the bed as if she were breakable.

An Yan hit the bed and immediately rolled warily toward the center.

Fu Shiyan laughed helplessly, "Are you guarding against me that much?"

"What if you turn into a hungry wolf again?"

Fu Shiyan walked to the French window, pulling back a corner of the curtain, "It’s not the full moon yet."

"Do you actually transform by the waxing and waning of the moon? You can turn into a wolf anytime, anywhere."

Listening to the little woman’s complaints, he approached the side of the bed, "So can’t I hug, kiss, and lift my own wife up high?"

"Just that?"

"Mhm, just that."

An Yan eyed him, then patted the spot beside her, "Then I’ll trust you this time. But whoever breaks the rules is the dog."

"Alright." Fu Shiyan wrapped his arms around her, "What should we do next?"

An Yan pondered, "Stick to the usual plan, I guess. After Su Manxi was driven out of Hua Country, she changed her name and reentered the design world. If she doesn’t try to sabotage me, I’m willing to let her off. But now she’s targeting me and making little maneuvers, and that, I cannot tolerate."

Fu Shiyan lightly hummed, "If you cannot tolerate it, then there’s no need to tolerate any further. Do we have enough evidence now?"

An Yan replied, "The moment she makes a move, her hands are as good as chopped!"

"I really do love that vengeful trait of yours," admitted Fu Shiyan as his fingertips slowly explored under her pajamas.

An Yan promptly stopped his wandering hand, "What are you doing? Weren’t we just going to hug, kiss, and lift up high?"

"Yes," Fu Shiyan’s eyes gleamed with mischief, "We’re just hugging now, and then comes the kissing..."

He gently bit her lower lip, nibbling tenderly, his palm burning hot, as if setting fire to everything it touched.

An Yan’s body went limp; she was also suffering, but she couldn’t say so.

After all, she couldn’t slap her own face, could she? Who doesn’t have their pride?

Fu Shiyan gazed at her flushed face, "Next is the ’lifting high’ part."

He suddenly lay flat, swiftly pulling An Yan’s arms to raise her, positioning her legs to straddle his abs, "Lifting high."

An Yan was momentarily stunned, "Is this ’lifting high’?"

Fu Shiyan clasped her slender waist, lifting and lowering, "Yes, this is it."

Clearly, the position was suggestive.

An Yan was roused to the point of discomfort by him; she swallowed and prepared to get out of bed and head to the bathroom for a shower to douse the heat consuming her.

However, Fu Shiyan held her down firmly, "I want to break the rules, I’m a dog, woof, woof, woof!"

An Yan burst into laughter, "Bark a few more times."

"Woof woof woof woof woof!"

"What kind of dog?"

"Tibetan mastiff?"

An Yan hooked his chin up, "Could be a teddy."

Fu Shiyan: "...It is quite cute."

"You really know how to flatter yourself, but you know that’s not what I meant."

Fu Shiyan rolled over, and their positions switched, he squinted and hooked his lips, "Then I shall not disappoint you."

An Yan: "..."

The next day, when An Yan woke up, she reached for her phone next to her and squinted at the time with one eye.

Seven-twenty!

She instantly became alert, hurriedly put on her pajamas, got out of bed to wash up, and by the time she came out, she just happened to make eye contact with Fu Shiyan, who was changing shoes at the entrance.

Fu Shiyan’s eyes smiled, "Awake? You could have slept a bit longer."

"Why did you turn off the alarm?"

"I already sent Anan and Yanyan to kindergarten, I thought I’d let you sleep in."

An Yan frowned slightly, with a bit of complaint, "But I didn’t get to say goodbye to them."

Fu Shiyan came over, took out his phone, and showed her a video.

The two little ones appeared on the screen.

Fu Jinyan, "Dear Mommy, have a safe trip. Although winning an award seems glorious, it’s still a proud thing to have taken part even if you don’t place."

Fu Mu’an clenched his little fists, "Brother is being sweet to you again. But he’s right, we’ll wait for you and Daddy to come back safe and sound! Mommy, we love you! And tell Daddy we love him too."

The video stopped.

An Yan’s lips curled upwards; she felt Anan and Yanyan were just like two little angels, warming her heart.

Fu Shiyan ruffled her hair, "There, feeling a bit happier now?"

"Not yet, I need to kiss the two little ones at least."

Fu Shiyan leaned his face over, tapped his fingertip, "One for each side, I’ll receive it on their behalf."

An Yan pushed his face away with her hand, "You’re not as cute as the two of them."

Fu Shiyan looked as she walked towards the master bedroom, his gaze soft and sweet, "Do you want me to help you change?"

"No! Need!"

He laughed out loud, knowing he had annoyed her, so he stopped teasing her.

The two got into the car in the garage, and An Yan glanced at the time; there were only ten minutes left until her agreed eight o’clock meeting with Fu Jinqiao, and they were late.

An Yan was just about to send Fu Jinqiao a message to apologize for being late.

Her phone was snatched away by Fu Shiyan.

Under An Yan’s puzzled gaze, the man slowly pressed the voice message button, his voice full of seriousness, "Why haven’t you arrived? Your Younger Auntie and I have been waiting for quite a while."

Before long, Fu Jinqiao also sent a voice message.

Fu Shiyan played it, and Mu Qianfan’s voice came through, "You’re not even here yet, Old Dog Fu, you still want to trick us? What were you thinking?"

An Yan glared at him, "Look, they’ve seen through you."

Fu Shiyan clicked his tongue lightly, "Doggie Mu is best at deceiving. I bet he hasn’t arrived yet."

An Yan puzzled, "Why?"

"If he had arrived, he would definitely bet with me, but now he clearly has no confidence to make a bet."

An Yan gave a thumbs up.

Under An Yan’s admiring gaze, Fu Shiyan said, "Doggie Mu, you know Yanyan can access the surveillance any time. Your attempt to deceive me is really low-level."

After this voice message was sent, Mu Qianfan stopped replying.

Fu Shiyan smiled faintly, "Just like that, and he dares to challenge me?"

After a while, Fu Jinqiao sent a photo of the two of them at the airport together, along with the message: Just arrived, earlier than you!

An Yan’s mouth twitched, and she punched Fu Shiyan, "Making things worse, aren’t you!"

Fu Shiyan was indifferent, "It’s just as well he was too nervous to bet with me. Since they arrived first, let them wait for us."

An Yan: "..."

His skin really is thick!