“Miao Miao.”
The coldness on his hands gave Wen Zhiyan goosebumps under his clothes, and he called out in a hoarse voice.
Fang Miao Miao remained unmoved. She got up, walked around the desk, and sat on Wen Zhiyan’s lap. She wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him closer. “Be good, tell me the truth, was it you who arranged the reality show with Director Chen?”
Wen Zhiyan stared intently at Fang Miao Miao’s red lips, with only one thought in his mind: Miao Miao is not only a fairy, but also a enchantress.
“Why aren’t you talking?”
“Miao Miao.”
Wen Zhiyan raised his hand and grabbed the hand that was fiddling with his throat. “I want to be with you openly. I know your work is special, and many people like you.”
But the more people who liked Miao Miao, the more flustered he became.
“Miao Miao, I’m jealous.”
Fang Miao Miao fell silent.
“It’s not that I don’t want you to act, it’s just…” Wen Zhiyan blushed. “I want to go on a reality show with you, I want to date you, and I want those fans to accept it. You’re mine, they have to call me brother-in-law.”
“Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Fang Miao Miao pinched Wen Zhiyan’s reddened earlobe and asked with a smile, “You kept it from me for so long.”
“I wanted to give you a surprise.”
“Let’s do it, we’ll participate, and let my fans see how excellent their brother-in-law is. In the future, when they look for boyfriends, they don’t have to look for someone like you, but at least someone responsible, someone who can be responsible for themselves.”
“I want to be the best brother-in-law.”
“Yes, our Wen Zhiyan is the best.”
“The best what?”
Fang Miao Miao said with a smile, “The best husband.”
Wen Zhiyan’s eyes darkened, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He scooped her up in a princess carry and strode towards the bedroom.
Lying on the bed, Fang Miao Miao swallowed and felt a little scared. “Doing something bad in broad daylight, isn’t that not good?”
“It’s okay, we can just close the curtains.”
Wen Zhiyan’s voice was hoarse as he reached for the remote and closed the curtains.
“Miao Miao.”
“If you want to kiss me, then kiss me.” Fang Miao Miao’s eyes darted around, she just didn’t dare to meet Wen Zhiyan’s gaze. “Why do you keep calling my name?”
Calling her name at this moment made her feel a sense of panic, as if she was losing control.
Wen Zhiyan let out a light laugh and kissed her.
The next second.
The doorbell rang.
Fang Miao Miao instinctively pushed Wen Zhiyan away. “Someone’s knocking, someone’s outside, An An is back.”
“An An went to erhu class.”
Wen Zhiyan’s voice was hoarse, with a slightly chilling magnetism.
“Someone is really knocking.” Fang Miao Miao’s eyes turned red. She picked up her phone and read the message. “An An is back. An An’s erhu teacher is going to a wedding today, so the children are getting half a day off.”
Wen Zhiyan took a deep breath and finally got off Fang Miao Miao, putting on his clothes. “Then I’ll trouble Miao Miao to tidy herself up.”
“Go ahead.”
Fang Miao Miao swallowed and adjusted her clothes before walking to the bathroom. Looking at her flushed face and teary eyes in the mirror, she coughed, finding it a little brutal.
Indeed, men, especially men like Wen Zhiyan, were quite terrifying.
Wen Yan An looked displeased at Wen Zhiyan. “Dad, why did you take so long to open the door? Were you bullying Mom?”
Wen Zhiyan casually took a sip of warm water and said, “I was busy with work in my study and didn’t hear it. I’m sorry.”
“I forgive you.” Wen Yan An grunted a few times. “Dad, that matter, did you complete it?”
Wen Zhiyan nodded. “I completed it. Your mother agreed to participate in a couple’s reality show with me.”
Only then did Wen Yan An nod like a little adult. “That’s good, as long as Mom agrees.”
“An An is back.”
Seeing Fang Miao Miao, Wen Yan An quickly slid off the sofa and ran to her. “Mom, why are your eyes red?”
“Maybe I stayed up late last night and didn’t sleep well, so my eyes were red when I woke up.”
Wen Yan An asked Wen Zhiyan to pour his mother a glass of hot water before continuing, “Then don’t stay up late at night anymore. Mom, you said yourself, staying up late is bad for your health.”
“Mom was just too happy last night, but I promise you, I absolutely won’t stay up late anymore. How about that?”
Wen Yan An then nodded. “Mhmm, Mom, drink more hot water.”
Fang Miao Miao raised an eyebrow, not refusing.
The two of them snuggled on the sofa all day.
“Mom, is your movie going to be released soon?” Wen Yan An saw Fang Miao Miao editing a Weibo message.
“Yes, around New Year’s Day.”
“Can An An watch it?”
Fang Miao Miao put down her phone. “An An, are you scared?”
Wen Yan An quickly shook his head. “An An is not scared, it’s all fake.”
“Then when we have New Year’s Day off, we’ll go watch the movie.”
“Okay.”
“Little friend Wen Yan An, it’s time for you to sleep. You have school tomorrow.”
Wen Yan An said “oh,” acted spoiled with Fang Miao Miao for a while, and then obediently went back to his room.
“Miao Miao.”
Fang Miao Miao looked at Wen Zhiyan, and her mind couldn’t help but recall what had just happened.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I, you watch An An sleep, I’m going to wash up.”
Wen Zhiyan watched Fang Miao Miao’s almost fleeing back, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
After he coaxed her to sleep, he returned to the room.
“Miao Miao is asleep?” Wen Zhiyan asked with a smile.
“Asleep, asleep.”
Wen Zhiyan nodded. “Okay, good night, Miao Miao.”
After showering, he returned to bed and habitually pulled her into his arms.
“You, why aren’t you wearing clothes?”
She used to wear a robe, although most of the time she would take it off in her sleep.
“My robe got wet. I called you, but you didn’t hear me, so I had to come out wearing a bath towel.”
Fang Miao Miao, whose face was flushed red, suddenly felt that these words sounded a bit familiar.
“Miao Miao, are you scared?”
Fang Miao Miao immediately perked up. “Just kidding, I’d be scared?”
“Yes, our Miao Miao is the most amazing, how could she be scared?” Wen Zhiyan let Fang Miao Miao lean on him, the corners of his lips curling up, his deep eyes gazing at her.
Fang Miao Miao puffed up her chest and kissed him.
Wen Zhiyan clasped Fang Miao Miao’s hands and took the lead.
They were entwined on the bed for an unknown amount of time.
Fang Miao Miao didn’t even have the strength to shake her head.
Wen Zhiyan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. “Miao Miao, when are we getting married?”
“Ah?” Fang Miao Miao was a little slow to react to how quickly his thoughts had jumped.
Wen Zhiyan smiled and said, “Only after we get married will I have the right, and be able to legitimately touch you and love you.”
Fang Miao Miao blushed. She almost thought Wen Zhiyan was going to fail at the last moment.
Seeing her expression, Wen Zhiyan knew what she was thinking. He was both angry and amused as he bent down and gently bit her earlobe. “You wait.”
Fang Miao Miao lay on the bed, watching his retreating back as he went to the bathroom. She watched for a long time before letting out a soft laugh. Her Wen Zhiyan was truly seriously cute. What should she do? She also wanted to marry him sooner.