Free Web NovelChapter 480: Breakfast, Brunch, Dessert *
The afternoon sun was bright in the sky when Jia refused to eat anymore.
"Mingshen, I am stuffed...I am gonna be bloated now."
"This isn’t nearly enough," he frowned.
"I ate two whole sandwiches, one glass of juice, one apple and three boiled eggs. Do you want to kill me?"
"Considering last night, I thought you would have more appetite," he tilted his head.
"Sex doesn’t make one an eating monster..." her brow twitched heavily. "What do you take me as?" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
"How about you have an orange?"
"..."
Does this man not listen?
"How about I take a shower instead?"
"You had a shower in the morning."
"I want another one after how you have turned my normal belly into a balloon belly. I cannot walk with this weight around."
She took the first chance she got to escape before he could feed her any further. Shedding away her night gown, she turned on the hot water tap. Warm water drizzled past her face and chest, easing away the last night’s lethargy. As if magically it took some weight off her stomach, she heaved a breath of relief.
’You must be feeling sore, right? This will help relax the muscles. How much is it hurting?’
Jia smiled. She reached the door and poked her head out. She saw him meticulously going through the lunch menu. freewebnσvel.cѳm
We just had a heavy breakfast and he is looking at the lunch menu already...? What am I, a pig?
"Is the menu card more appealing?"
Mingshen looked up, blinking twice. "Hey. There are some cool main course options we can try out."
"I am barely digesting my breakfast here..."
"You will be fine," he shrugged. "By the way, did you need something?"
"Yup. You."
"Me?"
A second later, he rose on his feet and rushed to her side at once. "What happened? What’s wrong? Is it still hurting? Where is it hurting? Show me."
"I will show you if you come inside."
Unsuspecting of any dubious intentions, he stepped in - when Jia shut the door behind him. The click of the doorknob strangely felt a notch louder. But that sound drowned away with the delicacy of a naked Jia looming before him.
"...My doctor’s instincts are telling me you don’t seem to be hurting anywhere."
She smiled. "Did I ever say I was hurting?"
"Then may I ask the reason for rattling me like this late in the afternoon?"
"Well, it’s lunch time and I am still full. Exercise is a good way to shed off the extra calories."
His eyes narrowed. "We have a gym upstairs."
"Sure, but the question is - do you really want me to burn off my extra calories on a treadmill rather than a very natural activity we can do here right here, right now?"
He remained silent.
"Spicy, I didn’t know you would turn out to be thirstier than me. Suddenly, I feel a rabbit before you."
She snorted. "When were you a wolf anyway? Besides, you will have the shower sex you were fantasizing about so passionately."
"I was trying to have...a little self-control."
Jia’s arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer to her lips. "Self-control is for the weak-minded, Dr. Yang."
Mingshen’s gaze dropped to her lips. For a moment, he didn’t move. That restraint thin as a thread snapped the second she pulled him closer.
Their lips met again, slower this time, but no less consuming. They somehow stumbled their way back under the shower, and the heat of it curled around them, steam rising and blurring the edges of the world until there was nothing but warmth and skin and breath. His hand slid from her waist to her back, steady and grounding, their lips feasting on a second breakfast.
At this time of the day, would it be called a brunch? Mingshen wondered.
The technicality didn’t matter to him, and his fingers tightened around her waist. There was something very appealing in making out when their bodies were wet and slippery. The water drops trickling down their lips and the moist proximity sent a quiet shiver down their spine. Heat soared and nobody knew how but at one point, Jia felt herself lift, her back pushing further against the wall.
"Still think this is just...exercise?" he murmured against her lips.
She smiled faintly, breath uneven. "Very effective exercise. Look, I am already panting."
A low chuckle escaped him, but it didn’t last because the next kiss was far more deliberate and appetizing than a brunch. Jia felt her thoughts scatter again but not in the same chaotic way as last night. Instead, a quiet awareness settled. A quiet acknowledgment of what they were doing. Her head tilted slightly as his touch softened. The water streamed over them, carrying away the last remnants of hesitation.
"You are strangely quieter now," she blinked. "I thought shower sex was your fantasy."
Mingshen paused for just a second. "I just thought I would have to wait a little more for this amazing time. But someone..." his palm softly squeezed her breast, forcing her to gasp, "was hungrier than me. Spicy, compared to how you always rejected my sexy advances, this is like a dream come true. I am still absorbing it."
"Well...before you were just an evil devil to me, but I realized," she tiptoed and kissed him hard, "the devil can be a gentleman too."
I think I am getting a fever...
Mingshen couldn’t gauge where the heat flushing in his face started and where it ended. He only knew he couldn’t wait anymore and time blurred as if it didn’t exist for them. He stared at the trail of hickeys left along her chest.
"You should think twice before calling me a gentleman..." The thrusts pounded harder and harder until they couldn’t differentiate sanity from insanity anymore.
Eventually, he let her forehead rest lightly against hers, breathing slowing down. "This is really better than a treadmill."
A quiet laugh escaped her. They stood like that for a moment longer, allowing the tremors settle deep within their bones.
"Now," she said after a pause, pulling back slightly, "if you even mention food again, I am walking out."
Mingshen raised a brow. "It’s only breakfast and lunch that we had. What about dessert?"
"..."
"...You are seriously unbelievable."
