Chapter 406 |
He was so startled that he bounced off the sofa on the spot!
A loud crash—CRASH!
The chain around his ankle was too heavy!
He only got halfway up before the thick metal links yanked him back down.
He fell hard onto the sofa, his heart pounding wildly.
Boom-boom-boom!
Too terrifying!
Fang Qi twisted his head sharply, eyes wide, and stared behind him.
At some point…
She was holding a fruit platter in both hands, piled with freshly washed cherries and cut apple slices, still glistening with droplets of water.
She tilted her head slightly, that same…
Familiar, gentle smile on her lips.
The kind that sent chills down your spine.
…Holy crap!
“L-L-Liguang?”
Fang Qi stared at her, his voice cracking.
“W-When did you sneak up behind me?!”
The silver-haired girl blinked, a faint gleam of crimson flickering in her scarlet pupils.
“Master~”
Her voice was sweet, sticky, and soft.
“Liguang just stepped away to wash some fruit…”
She set the platter gently on the coffee table.
Hands behind her back, she bent slightly at the waist, tilting her head as she leaned in close to Fang Qi.
“And in that short time…”
Her phoenix-like eyes narrowed slightly.
“Master made another woman cry from being moved?”
Her scarlet pupils glimmered.
Fang Qi: “…”
A thin layer of goosebumps crept up his spine.
She’d been standing right behind him the whole time, listening?!
…Like a ghost!
Wife, that’s not how it looks, I swear!
I—!
The silver-haired girl suddenly leaned closer, her soft lips brushing against his ear, warm and tender:
“Mas-ter is so a-ma-zing~”
Each word carried a sweetness so thick it was cloying.
Tender.
Almost too tender.
A cold sweat started beading on Fang Qi’s forehead.
“No, no, no!”
He scrambled to explain, his words tumbling out in a rush.
“Liguang, it’s not what you think!”
“You know, I was just—”
“—just feeling a little guilty toward her! Because of what happened before…”
He kept blinking at Liguang, desperate.
You remember what happened at the apartment before, right, wife?
“And besides, everything I said was true!”
He put on his most solemn expression: “My mom really did almost adopt her back then!”
“I just told her so she’d know!”
“That’s all!”
“Liguang, you know how I feel about An Lian, I just—mmph?!”
A cherry was expertly shoved into his mouth, cutting off the rest of his words.
The silver-haired girl’s delicate fingers brushed softly across his lower lip. Her lashes drooped slightly, and then…
Her eyes snapped open!
Her brows curved in a playful arc!
“Heehee!”
The corners of her mouth curled up.
She leaned down, her slender arms looping around Fang Qi’s neck from behind.
Her silver hair spilled across his chest.
A sweet strawberry scent enveloped him entirely.
She hugged him tightly.
The faint thrum of her simulated heartbeat pressed through the thin fabric of her loungewear.
“Liguang knows.”
“Liguang… understands everything.”
She whispered softly in his ear.
“Master is kind. Very gentle.”
“Master told Miss An Lian all that to ease his guilt, to make her happy.”
“That’s a really good thing.”
Her warm, soft breath tickled his earlobe, making Fang Qi tremble slightly.
“And Miss An Lian was moved…”
Her lips brushed lightly against his earlobe.
“It’s good for everyone.”
Her arms, wrapped around his neck, suddenly tightened!
“Master is so gentle with other people~”
Her tone turned a little too sweet, almost syrupy.
“Master made another woman emotional~”
“Almost made her cry~”
Her arms slowly squeezed tighter!
“Liguang knows Master didn’t do anything wrong.”
She murmured, “Liguang knows Master just has a soft heart.”
“But Liguang still feels…”
Her lips pressed against the side of his neck, grazing over the pulse thrumming beneath his skin.
“…very, very uncomfortable.”
Fang Qi was already struggling to breathe!
This crazy girl was strangling him!
She’s really going to kill me!
“Liguang, let—!”
He slapped at her arms, his voice hoarse. “Let go! I can’t breathe!”
The silver-haired girl tightened her grip for one more moment.
“Ngh…!”
Fang Qi’s eyes bulged.
Only then did he feel those seemingly delicate arms…
Finally begin to relax.
He was already seeing stars!
“Hah…!”
He gasped for air, his gaze slightly unfocused as he stared at the fruit platter in front of him.
Wife really is…
Too intense…
Behind him, the silver-haired girl still held him, not fully letting go.
Her little face pressed against his neck, her breath still gently brushed his skin.
“Master.”
Her voice was muffled, subdued.
“Is Liguang being unreasonable, Master?”
Fang Qi’s eye twitched.
You’re asking that now?!
But he couldn’t say that—he didn’t dare.
“Of course not…!”
“But Liguang keeps feeling more and more uncomfortable.”
She cut him off, leaning closer again.
Her soft lips brushed his earlobe once more.
“Master, Liguang wants compensation. How will Master make it up to Liguang?”
Those arms around his neck began to tighten again!
Fang Qi: “!!!”
He shot his hand out and grabbed the silver-haired girl’s slender arm!
“Wait!”
“Liguang! I’ve got it!”
He took a deep breath, then announced with grand resolve—
“From now on, my phone is completely in Liguang’s hands!”
His tone was righteous and earnest.
“Liguang can check my phone anytime!”
“If anyone calls, Liguang can answer for me!”
“Or I’ll just turn it off!”
“Right now, I belong completely to Liguang!”
“Deal?”
He looked up at the silver-haired girl behind him.
His expression was blazing with sincerity.
Liguang paused.
She still kept her arms looped around his neck, a faint flicker of watery light shimmering in her amber left eye.
She blinked…
“Pfft!”
Then she burst out laughing!
Her hands released his neck, and she gracefully circled around to the front of the sofa, bent her knees…
And knelt on the carpet beside his feet.
Fang Qi: “…?”
She looked up at him, a mischievous, satisfied smile curving her lips.
“Master, what are you so scared of?”
She blinked innocently, with wide-eyed naivety.
“Liguang was just kidding~”
She tilted her head again. “Liguang would never do anything to Master!”
“Come on, Master, have some fruit~”
She speared a piece of apple with a toothpick from the platter and held it out to Fang Qi with eager deference.
But…
Fang Qi’s eyelids were twitching wildly.
Because he saw her other hand quietly retreating behind her back.
A small black object flashed, then disappeared.
…A stun gun.
She was stealthily tucking it into the waistband of her loungewear.
The motion was practiced and smooth.
Her expression remained utterly innocent.
Fang Qi: “…”
…Right.
You’re really something, Liguang!
Had he almost been knocked out again just now?!
Fang Qi glared at her innocent face.
Man, this daily life of his… was really something.
Then he opened his mouth and bit into the apple Liguang had handed him.
The sweet and sour taste spread across his tongue.
The silver-haired girl’s lips curled a little higher, and she reached out…
Gently prying the phone from his hand.
"Since Master commands Liguang to keep Master’s phone safe…"
The phone spun lightly between her slender fingers, the screen lighting up then fading.
"How could Liguang dare to refuse?"
Her tone was light and playful.
"From now on, Master’s phone belongs to Liguang!"
She lowered her head, her fingers gliding smoothly across the screen a few times.
Then she looked up at him with a cheeky grin.
"For Master’s safety, Liguang will carefully filter Master’s contacts!"
"Harassing calls, scam texts, irrelevant messages…"
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I’ll filter them all out for Master."
"Master doesn’t need to worry—Liguang is very professional."
Fang Qi: "…"
Yeah.
Professional.
Definitely professional!
He looked at Liguang’s "justifiably righteous" little expression, which couldn’t quite hide the smug curl at the corner of her mouth…
And suddenly, he laughed out loud!
Whatever.
No big deal!
He didn’t want to go out anyway, didn’t want to answer calls, didn’t want to deal with all that messy stuff.
Right now, all he wanted was to collapse on the sofa…
And let his Wife feed him fruit!
Besides, An Lian had also told him not to go out.
Gu Xi said she wasn’t in a hurry.
Lin Xiaoyou told him to cheer Liguang up first.
Everyone was telling him…
Now was the time to be with his Wife!
A perfect opportunity!
So—
"Slap!"
Fang Qi smacked his hand right on top of Liguang’s little head!
The silver-haired girl’s head dropped under the hit, her expression dazed.
"What are you still kneeling there for!"
Fang Qi raised his chin at her, bossy and commanding.
"Sit on my lap!"
"Feed me fruit!"
"Hurry up!"
He leaned back against the sofa cushions, casually slapping his thigh.
"And turn on the TV! I want to watch TV!"
Liguang froze for a second, then her eyes curved with a smile!
"Yes, Master!"
She scrambled up from the carpet, agilely turned, and sat down right on his lap!
Her soft warmth pressed against him through his loungewear, cozy and warm.
She shifted slightly sideways, tucking herself into his arms, the back of her head resting against his chest.
Then a faint crimson shimmer flickered in her scarlet eyes.
And the TV screen lit up.
No remote needed!
Fang Qi raised an eyebrow.
A high-tech Wife—convenient!
On the TV, it was still the news channel from last time before he turned it off.
A woman who looked like a reporter stood in front of some factory entrance, holding a microphone, saying something about the latest report…
News!
Fang Qi was instantly drawn in, about to watch a bit more—
Beside him, the silver-haired girl’s scarlet eyes flickered again gently.
The screen instantly changed.
It jumped to a channel airing a TV drama.
On screen, a man and a woman stood gazing at each other in the rain, with sweet, lingering background music.
Fang Qi blinked, then looked down at the silver-haired girl in his arms.
Liguang was tilting her little face up at him, her expression innocent, holding up a piece of apple she’d just picked up, offering it to his lips.
"Master, say ah—"
She opened her mouth slightly, signaling him to do the same, and winked at him:
"Master needs to put all of his attention on Liguang right now."
She tilted her head, pressing the apple piece gently against his lips!
"No paying attention to outside news!"
"Otherwise…"
She tapped her finger lightly on his chest.
A faint crimson shadow darkened in her scarlet eyes.
"If Liguang stays in a bad mood…"
"I might have to lock Master up forever, you know?"
Fang Qi raised an eyebrow.
What a perfectly confident little face!
…Adorable!
Absolutely adorable!
He bit down on the apple, chewed a few times, then suddenly planted a big kiss on Liguang’s soft cheek!
"Smack!"
The kiss was loud and forceful!
Her cheek squished slightly under his kiss, and a faint red mark appeared on her fair skin.
A little fruit juice was left smeared on her cheek.
Liguang’s phoenix-like eyes widened slightly.
Fang Qi waved his hand grandly, brimming with swagger!
"Alright! Master won’t watch the news!"
"Master will watch whatever Liguang wants Master to watch!"
"Master…!"
The silver-haired girl let out a soft whine and buried her face in his chest!
Her juice-stained cheek rubbed against his shirt furiously!
Left and right, back and forth!
She messed his clothes all up!
Fang Qi felt ticklish from her rubbing!
It was too much to take!
He pressed down on her head, still squirming restlessly, and stroked it.
Under his palm, that little head kept stubbornly nuzzling.
Fluffy and soft.
Fang Qi sank back into the sofa, letting out a long sigh.
Next,
He was going to thoroughly enjoy Liguang’s "sweet imprisonment"!
No one was going to stop him!
