The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 163: Who is Xiaoze?

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Who is Xiaoze?

This woman is rarely so obedient, he couldn’t help but lean over and lightly nibble on her small, cute earlobe.

But Mu Yiliang didn’t jump up and resist like an irritated lion.

Is she really this obedient? Yan Sijue was momentarily stunned, turned her shoulder, only to find she was already asleep.

Her thick eyelashes quietly lay on her eyelids, her nostrils moved slightly, her mouth slightly pouted, not only asleep but sleeping very soundly.

Yan Sijue chuckled, reached out and gently scratched her cheek, and she still didn’t move.

Feeling reassured, he held up her hand and began kissing it from the fingertips, occasionally nibbling a little, as if wanting to leave his mark on every inch of her.

After kissing all her fingers, he started gently kissing her forehead.

Yan Sijue didn’t know why he was doing this.

It’s just... seeing her peaceful, harmless sleeping face, suddenly he had this impulse; before, he never knew he could be so patient with a woman, much less do something so—sentimental.

However, the void in his heart seemed to be gradually filled by these gentle kisses.

The last time they were in the same room, she could fall asleep just like that. This time, in his arms, she could again fall asleep without any defense—which was enough to show that, in her heart, she believed he wouldn’t hurt her no matter what and he was capable of protecting her.

Thinking of this, the smile in Yan Sijue’s eyes deepened, and his kisses moved to her cheek.

Just then, Mu Yiliang seemed to feel something, pushed him a little, and grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Xiaoze... stop it..."

Like a sleep talk, yet it made Yan Sijue feel as if he’d fallen into an ice cave!

Xiaoze... who is that??

Yan Sijue knew she had two male friends who were very close, but neither of their names were Xiaoze.

Where did this man come from?! Yan Sijue furrowed his brows tightly, unable to resist gripping this woman’s wrist, desperately wanting to wake her up and question her.

But seeing her peaceful sleeping face, he still couldn’t bring himself to do it.

No matter which men she’d had in the past six years, from now on, he would absolutely not give any man a chance to get close to her!

...

When Mu Yiliang groggily woke up, the sun was almost setting.

She opened her eyes in confusion, and in front of her was a... sturdy chest?

In her hands... seemed to be a waist...

Suddenly, a bad premonition arose within her, and she trembled as she looked up, meeting Yan Sijue’s gentle smile: "Awake?"

"..."

The next second, she quickly scampered away, keeping a safe distance from the man, looking at him warily!

She clearly remembered falling asleep in this man’s arms, how did she wake up all tangled on him like an octopus? It didn’t make sense!

"Looks like you slept well, quite refreshed." Yan Sijue casually placed the document in his hand on the coffee table, stretching out his legs, which had just been pressed by Mu Yiliang and were too numb to move.

"I... how long did I sleep?" Mu Yiliang asked a bit guiltily.

"Three hours." He raised a brow and suddenly squinted, "Didn’t sleep well last night?"

"Uh... right, I’m not used to new beds." Mu Yiliang nodded guiltily.

Without Xiaoze beside her last night, she indeed didn’t sleep well... but sleeping so long in this man’s arms, didn’t quite make sense either... she actually felt no alertness?

"But it seems when you used me as a bed just now, you didn’t have that problem." The man smiled slightly, "During this time, if you feel the need, I can share half of the bed with you, and if you want to hold me while you sleep, I have no objections."

Mu Yiliang forced a couple of dry laughs: "Thanks... but no need!"

However, she had to admit, she probably really did unconsciously cling to this man earlier, because his body was warm. Her seeking warmth was a kind of instinct...

"If you’re really thankful, help me massage my legs." He curled his lips, put his legs on the coffee table, and with movements that should be very ungraceful, he somehow made them seem uniquely leisurely and sexy.

Mu Yiliang glared at him.

"You said you’d try to help... remember?" he reminded with a faint smile.

Mu Yiliang’s expression stiffened, after struggling internally for a long time, she finally crouched down obediently, and began massaging his legs.

Why did it feel like she was serving him like a maid... Mu Yiliang was very disgruntled.

"Yes, just like that..." Yan Sijue enjoyed it, squinting his eyes.

... Endure!

Remembering how she’d slept on him for so long just now, and he’d stayed still to let her sleep peacefully, despite her disgruntledness, Mu Yiliang couldn’t help but massage earnestly. She’d learned some martial arts, had some knowledge of acupuncture points, and her technique was very precise and hit the spot, making Yan Sijue very comfortable.

But when her soft hands moved to his thighs, Yan Sijue’s breathing suddenly deepened.

Mu Yiliang stopped, "Uncomfortable?"

"No..." His voice was somewhat hoarse, "Continue..."

So Mu Yiliang continued dutifully massaging him, gradually feeling something wasn’t right...

Just giving a massage, yet this man’s breathing kept getting heavier—what was going on!!

She looked up, only to meet a pair of deep eyes, with a predatory gaze... and she was the pitiable prey!

Mu Yiliang was startled, quickly withdrew her hand, murmured, "Massage is done!"

Yan Sijue chuckled lowly, his voice still slightly hoarse, "What are you afraid of?"

Mu Yiliang glared at him angrily! Who knows what was up with this man! She casually tapped his thighs, and he got all *excited over it! Furious, she tried her best to restrain herself from glancing in a certain direction.

Seeing her so determined, Yan Sijue raised an eyebrow, "What part of me haven’t you seen, and you’re still embarrassed?"

Mu Yiliang clenched her teeth, involuntarily recalling some long-lost impure images...

"Of course, I’ve seen all of you as well, and remember very clearly..." Yan Sijue smiled mischievously, having stood up at some point, gently wrapping an arm around her waist, "A very beautiful body..."

Mu Yiliang was infuriated, her face turning red, but not wanting to show weakness before this man, she mustered her courage and glanced at a certain part of him with disdain, "Young Master Yan, it’s been six years apart, I wonder if you’re still as firm as you were back then? Have you heard the saying, with enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground down, I wonder if you still have it now?"