Chapter 192: He Wants to Return to the Room

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: He Wants to Return to the Room

Fu Xiaoxiao jumped into Lu Feng’s arms, and Lu Feng gently kissed Fu Xiaoxiao’s forehead, holding her affectionately. "Honey, I’m back."

"You must be exhausted, right? Hurry over and have some hot dumplings." Fu Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Feng’s weathered face sympathetically, noticing he seemed to have neglected himself for a while, resembling the wild look of Fu Cheng next door.

Fu Xiaoxiao glanced at Fu Cheng and Lu Feng.

"You know, really, you leave your beard like that, and you do look like brothers in adversity with Fu Cheng." Fu Xiaoxiao commented.

Lu Feng and Fu Cheng exchanged a look.

"I look like him?"

"I look like him?"

The two exclaimed in unison, pointing at each other.

Fu Xiaoxiao and Lin Qiu nodded with laughter.

"I’ll go wash my face." Lu Feng pursed his lips, immediately grabbing his bag and heading into the house to restore his face to its original state.

Fu Cheng clicked his tongue; unlike Lu Feng, he wrapped Lin Qiu in his arms to express his longing. Just a beard? That’s the symbol of a man.

"Qiu’er, I’m back." Fu Cheng took Lin Qiu’s hand and walked aside, taking out from his bosom...

A flattened dried flower.

"Thank you, I really like it." Lin Qiu held the dried flower in her hand, feeling overjoyed.

"Even a dried flower is fine?" Lin Xue narrowed her eyes, clearly dissatisfied with this pressed flower corpse.

"Of course, that’s not all." Fu Cheng smiled smugly. "This mission was well accomplished, there’s a bonus, I’ll give it all to you then."

"That’s more like it." Lin Xue finally felt satisfied, while Lin Qiu glared at her coyly.

"I’m happy that he didn’t forget me even during the mission."

"...Alright, alright." Lin Xue clutched her chest, retreating to the side, unable to handle the women in love.

Fu Xiaoxiao was amused by Lin Xue’s reaction. Wasn’t she just like Lin Qiu?

Earlier, while giving Wang Lu water, her shy demeanor, she was giggling secretly for half the day just from drinking some water.

When Lu Feng shaved off his stubble, once again becoming the handsome man he used to be, Fu Xiaoxiao looked at his pleasing face, and her mood truly improved.

Indeed, being good-looking is justice.

"Sissy." Fu Cheng snorted lightly, showing disdain for Lu Feng’s clean-shaven face.

"Ugly wild man." Lu Feng responded.

The flames between them flared up again.

"You two are so childish." Fu Xiaoxiao watched their bickering. It was rare for Lu Feng to be so childish, but it also felt like they had grown closer.

"Hahaha..." Lin Qiu and Lin Xue snickered on the side.

"Let’s eat first! Otherwise, the dishes will get cold again." Fu Xiaoxiao smiled at the two.

"Fu Cheng, you should wash up too." Lin Qiu frowned at Fu Cheng’s black and dirty hand extended out.

"...Alright." Hearing Lin Qiu calling him, Fu Cheng silently withdrew his hand holding the chopsticks and went to wash his hands.

"Henpecked, afraid of his wife." Lu Feng hummed proudly and reached out his thoroughly cleaned hand to take the bowl from Fu Xiaoxiao.

"Ha, not afraid of your wife, then don’t sleep with your wife tonight." Fu Cheng retorted unceremoniously.

"I can sleep with my wife openly, can you?" Lu Feng triumphantly kissed the back of Fu Xiaoxiao’s hand, smiling exultantly.

"..." Fu Cheng’s face fell as he washed his hands rigorously, feeling utterly displeased.

When Fu Cheng returned from washing his hands, he looked mournfully at Lin Qiu, who lowered her head to avoid his pitiable gaze.

"Dad, don’t you and mom sleep separately?" Lu Chen asked, eating dumplings, naively raising his head, remembering Fu Xiaoxiao and Lu Feng sleeping apart.

"Ha." Fu Cheng looked up at Lu Feng, mocking him. "So you sleep separately, not even in the same room?"

Lu Feng’s smile stiffened, he cursed silently, forgetting this detail.

"I’ll move over tonight." Lu Feng looked at Fu Xiaoxiao with expectation in his eyes.

Fu Xiaoxiao coughed softly, quietly lowering her head to serve the little ones beside her.

"Try this."

"Thanks, mom." Lu Lin picked up the bowl and took it.

Lu Feng saw Fu Xiaoxiao avoiding his gaze, and his heart broke.

Fu Cheng laughed smugly.

The meal was eaten with anxiety, and Fu Xiaoxiao and Lin Qiu felt like ants on a hot stove under the solemn gaze of the two men, their little hearts couldn’t handle it.

Finally finished eating, everyone gathered together, Fu Xiaoxiao brought tea, Lu Feng wordlessly pulled her back into the room.

Lin Qiu and Lin Xue watched Fu Xiaoxiao being dragged away, sympathizing with her for three seconds.

Lin Qiu was helpless because she too was being watched by another man!

Lin Xue took Lu Chen and Lu Lin to play with sandbags.

Fu Xiaoxiao leaned back against the wooden door, looking into Lu Feng’s fiery eyes accusingly, one hand tightly grasped by his vice-like fingers. He resembled a wounded beast.

"Lu Feng..." She tried to keep her voice calm, but it was still tinged with tremor.

"You used me without wanting to take responsibility?" Lu Feng suddenly let go and took a step back, his army-green shirt unbuttoned at the collar.

You could still faintly see the mark someone had bitten him on the chest, indicating how wild that night had been.

Fu Xiaoxiao lowered her gaze, avoiding Lu Feng’s blazing eyes, her fingers unwittingly rubbing the door frame.

"The kids are just next door..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, "And... I’m not used to it yet..."

Lu Feng pulled his shirt open, revealing the mark on his chest, a witness to the night of frenzy.

"See whose masterpiece this is?" Lu Feng’s voice turned hoarse, reminding the woman who wanted to shirk responsibility.

Who was it whose soft moan captivated him, making him unable to leave?

Now she was trying to distance herself, claiming she’s not used to it?

His fingers roamed her waist, carrying rough calluses from years of training, making Fu Xiaoxiao’s cheeks flush, her body trembling as she tried to hide, but Lu Feng wouldn’t allow her escape, keeping her motionless.

"...Before marriage, you said we’d sleep separately." Fu Xiaoxiao bit her red lip, speaking softly.

"That was before marriage, it doesn’t apply after marriage." Lu Feng leaned in and kissed Fu Xiaoxiao’s lips, not allowing her to escape.

The kiss left Fu Xiaoxiao defenseless, only able to lean against him.

"Rogue." Fu Xiaoxiao muttered discontentedly, leaning in his embrace.

"Only for you." Lu Feng smiled happily, holding her close. "Honey, let me come back to the room, okay?"

Fu Xiaoxiao could smell his delightful scent mingled with the fragrance of a recent bath, her heart skipped a beat.

"You only enjoyed it once, are you sure you don’t want to enjoy it a few more times?" Lu Feng whispered temptingly in her burning ear, placing her hand on her favorite spot on his abs.

Fu Xiaoxiao bit the fabric on his collarbone, muttering indistinctly. "Lu Feng, don’t use your charm trick."

The touch beneath her hand made her reluctant to let go.

The mouth refused, but the hand was honest.

"As long as I can return to the room, what’s wrong with using charm?" Lu Feng’s lips curved in a cunning arc, his Adam’s apple shifting slightly with a rustling sound.

Hearing his resonant laughter from within his chest, Fu Xiaoxiao pounded him angrily, unable to resist his allure in the face of such a visage.