nashuaworldcup Chapter 287 Retorting to Shen Fuhan
Chapter 287 Retorting to Shen Fuhan
Chapter 287 Retorting to Shen Fuhan
His thin, soft lips lingered, and he savored her lips and teeth repeatedly.
Wen Jiayue pushed him weakly, but Shen Fuhan easily stopped her.
Even though he can only move one hand now, the difference in their strength is still enormous.
"Ah Yue," he nuzzled her nose, "I've begged you for so long, please let me have my way, okay?"
As he spoke, his lips would occasionally brush against hers, touching briefly and then pulling away, leaving a strange itch.
Wen Jiayue bit her lip and remained silent. When had he ever begged her?
Moreover, would the aloof and distant Lord Shen ask for favors?
As if sensing her resistance, Shen Fuhan frowned. Even gentleness and consideration were no longer effective?
Her thoughts are too hard to guess.
Shen Fuhan sighed softly, "Well, it seems that now that I have the imperial decree, I can discard it like worn-out shoes."
Wen Jiayue found his words strange. When did she ever discard something like trash?
She argued, "I already called for my husband at noon."
Seeing that she still knew to offer an explanation, Shen Fuhan curled her lips slightly, but quickly concealed it.
He asked slowly, "If I shout something else, will it kill you?"
After a long pause, Wen Jiayue finally said, "I can't say it."
That nickname is just... sickeningly sweet. She was able to say it last time because she wasn't fully conscious at the time.
Now, even if she tries her best to shout, she can't utter a single word.
Shen Fuhan's gaze turned cold. He could call out "Brother Dragonfly" but couldn't bring himself to call out "Brother Fuhan".
It wasn't just a baseless claim; after studying lip reading for so long, he could discern some of the differences.
He had analyzed their lip movements several times that day, and he was quite certain that Wen Jiayue had said "Dragonfly Brother," which was why Pei Huaijin was laughing so heartily.
Facing a stranger he hadn't seen for over ten years, Brother Dragonfly spoke without hesitation.
Facing her husband of two years, she couldn't bring herself to say "Brother Fuhan".
What exactly makes Pei Huaijin so special?
He suppressed his inner turmoil and asked as calmly as possible, "Why can't you say it?"
Wen Jiayue honestly said, "I've never called it that before, it feels awkward."
If Shen Fuhan was also a childhood playmate of hers, like Brother Dragonfly, then of course she could say it out loud.
She had long been used to calling him "husband" in her past life and "lord" in this life. How could she possibly say such a childlike title without any burden?
Shen Fuhan's eyes darkened slightly. Did he not feel awkward saying it again because he had called Pei Huaijin that way before?
It turns out that in her heart, the person she met first could indeed be an exception.
Shen Fuhan couldn't help but think that if she had been a child, he would have found a reason to bring her to the Marquis's mansion for upbringing.
They grew up together and naturally got married; she could only ever see him.
Unfortunately, no one will give him a second chance, so he can only keep trying to find a solution.
"My lord, please don't make things difficult for me."
Wen Jiayue frowned and spoke, bringing Shen Fuhan back to his senses.
He asked in a low voice, "Is this considered difficult?"
He stroked her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and placed a deep kiss between her brows.
Her brow was burning, and Wen Jiayue found his behavior strange and awkward.
Shen Fuhan stared at her for a moment, then withdrew the hand that had been covering Zhao Zhao's face.
Wen Jiayue then realized that Zhao Zhao had fallen asleep without her noticing.
“Look at me,” Shen Fuhan said, “call me Shen Fuhan first.”
Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "Are you going to teach me?"
She really didn't understand why Shen Fuhan was so fixated on this title.
“Go ahead and shout,” Shen Fuhan said calmly, “show the spirit you have when you’re drunk.”
Wen Jiayue couldn't help but glare at him; he was really bringing up the very thing she didn't want to talk about.
It's much easier when she's angry; without thinking, she blurted out, "Shen Fuhan."
She added in her mind, "That annoying Shen Fuhan."
Instead of sleeping at night, she insisted on calling him "Brother Fuhan," it's so cloying!
"Call me 'brother' one more time."
Wen Jiayue opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
She was already sleepy and said to him, "Can I call you 'husband' a few more times? We can talk about that later."
Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Husband, husband, husband," Wen Jiayue called out three times, "Is this alright?"
Shen Fuhan suddenly curled his lips into an ambiguous smile.
He spoke slowly and deliberately: "I didn't say we were going to exchange, so you still have to call him Brother Fuhan."
Wen Jiayue was furious: "Shen Fuhan!"
She turned away angrily. What kind of person was he? She wasn't going to play with him anymore!
Seeing that she was angry, Shen Fuhan was a little confused. Why was she suddenly unhappy?
He could only coax her, "Ah Yue, I was just kidding, don't take it seriously."
Wen Jiayue still didn't want to talk to him and closed her eyes to sleep.
"I won't mention it anymore, okay?" he said, seemingly helplessly. "Why are you so temperamental?"
Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Wen Jiayue was already preparing to find a way to back down.
Those two sentences from Shen Fuhan were enough; she couldn't afford to be too petty.
After all, it was through him that she obtained the title of Lady of the Imperial Family. Today, when the old lady disliked her, it was Shen Fuhan who took the initiative to speak up for her.
If he hadn't said those things today, Wen Jiayue would have retorted herself, and the old lady would have suffered a heart attack just the same.
The meaning is completely different when it comes from her perspective versus when it comes from Shen Fuhan's.
On the contrary, gossip would spread throughout Chang'an, saying that she disrespected her elders.
Wen Jiayue always felt that it wasn't worth getting angry over such trivial matters, so she patiently talked to him.
She was even thinking that she would need to rely on Shen Fuhan a lot in the future, so she couldn't let their relationship become too strained.
But what did he say when we heard the second half of his sentence?
Wen Jiayue's anger flared up, her patience completely exhausted. Wasn't she already in a bad mood?
Realizing that being good-tempered didn't earn her respect, but instead emboldened him, Wen Jiayue decisively retorted.
"Is this the first time you've found out, my lord? It seems I've been too lenient with myself before, which is why you treated me like a pushover!"
Shen Fuhan paused, looking at Wen Jiayue, whose face was flushed.
Her breathing was rapid, and her chest was heaving; she was clearly furious.
This was indeed the first time he had ever seen her so angry, even angrier than before.
Did he say the wrong thing again?
Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment and explained, "A-Yue, that's not what I meant."
Wen Jiayue pressed further, "Then what do you mean?"
Shen Fuhan was speechless for a moment before finally saying, "I was just making a casual remark, I didn't mean you really have a bad temper, you... don't be angry."
He hadn't done much coaxing before, so his tone was particularly stiff and he was a little cautious.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly realized that he couldn't think of anything else besides that sentence; his mind was completely blank.
Lord Shen, who could debate with a group of scholars in the imperial court, was speechless when faced with his angry wife.
His relationship with Wen Jiayue was already tense enough, and he didn't want her to hate him even more, so how did it come to this?