The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times

Chapter 896:

“Do you not want to see me acting? Why don't you watch now?” Xia Wanyuan raised an eyebrow.

“…”

Although Xia Wanyuan looked really good like this, Jun Shiling could not bear the results of this beauty. Jun Shiling quietly inserted Xia Wanyuan's hand and slipped it. “Stop messing around. I don't see anymore.”

However, Xia Wanyuan sat down again from the blanket. His pyjamas buttons were half-opened, and his beautiful collarbone was faintly visible. Xia Wanyuan winked at Jun Shiling. “My husband, it's a little hot.”

“…”

Jun Shiling was no longer a little hot. The blood all over his body had already started to boil. Jun Shiling reached out and closed Xia Wanyuan's collar. The blood vessels on the back of his hand protruded.

“Are you still jealous?” Xia Wanyuan lowered her head and gently bit the back of Jun Shiling's hand. When he looked up, his eyes shone.

“I don't eat anymore.” Jun Shiling clenched his fists helplessly. His back is still warm.

“Hmph.” Xia Wanyuan smiled and returned to her usual self. She leaned lazily on the bed and continued to watch television dramas. He even casually picked up a piece of watermelon.

Jun Shiling sat beside him for a while. In the end, he could not help but stand up and leave.

“Where did you go?” Xia Wanyuan stopped him.

“For cold water bath.” Jun Shiling lowered his voice and gnashed his teeth.

The corner of Xia Wanyuan's lips curved up. “Oh, CEO Jun is indeed in good health. You can take a cold shower even though it is very cold.”

“…”

Jun Shiling walked straight to the bathroom. As he closed the door, he heard Xia Wanyuan laugh.

After one episode of the television drama, Jun Shiling finally came out of the bathroom. “You can watch first. I'll go to the study room to read for a while and come back later.”

“Good.” Xia Wanyuan's voice slightly missed. Jun Shiling looked up. As expected, Xia Wanyuan looked disappointed and unhappy. “You'd rather read it yourself than watch a drama with me.”

“…”

Jun Shiling pinched the space between his eyebrows. He really did not know what to do with Xia Wanyuan.

Jun Shiling sighed and could only go back to bed and sit beside Xia Wanyuan. “Don't bother me. Otherwise, don't shout that your waist hurts tonight.”

“But my waist really hurts.” Xia Wanyuan pulled Jun Shiling's hand to her waist and held onto it, as if Jun Shiling could hug her with one hand.

Jun Shiling felt that his bath had just been in vain. “Stop messing around.”

As if knowing that Jun Shiling couldn't bear to torment her anymore tonight, Xia Wanyuan became even bolder. He placed his feet on Jun Shiling and hugged his waist. “I'll play.”

Jun Shiling smiled bitterly. He tightened his grip on Xia Wanyuan's waist and pulled her into his arms. “You don't watch the show anymore?”

“The television drama is not as good as you,” Xia Wanyuan stared at Jun Shiling's perfect jaw and said sincerely.

“Don't give that to me.” Jun Shiling could not suppress the corner of his lips.

“I just want to do this.” Xia Wanyuan opened her trap.

“Alright, be good. I'll go to the study room and bring the documents.” Jun Shiling patted Xia Wanyuan on the back and was about to get up when Xia Wanyuan refused to let go. He hugged her even tighter.

“Stop viewing documents. Don't I look good?” Xia Wanyuan would not let Jun Shiling go tonight and insisted on treating his jealousy. He rubbed Jun Shiling's feet and immediately felt the temperature between them rise.

Jun Shiling flipped over and pressed Xia Wanyuan onto the bed, his breathing billowing. “Should you provoke me?”

“My waist hurts. I still have to shoot the show tomorrow morning.” Xia Wanyuan frowned slightly. She looked pitiful, like an extremely beautiful and fragile puppet, making people not dare to move.

Jun Shiling took a deep breath. “I'm wrong. I shouldn't be jealous. Madam, let me go.”

Xia Wanyuan smiled. “Good children know when to repent.”

“OK, I'll change.” Jun Shiling held back and kissed Xia Wanyuan. “Can I sign up to stay in the study room for half an hour before coming? You vixen, you really make me uncomfortable.”

“Oke.” Xia Wanyuan raised her eyebrows in satisfaction. “Continue. Bring me a glass of fruit juice later.”

Looking at Jun Shiling's retreating back, Xia Wanyuan felt amused. With so little self-control, she still wanted to see me act? Didn't he ask for trouble?