When someone is extremely sleepy, their ears start buzzing nonstop — it's really not a pleasant feeling.
Especially when Long Yejue kept teasing her...
Women are always more sensitive physically than mentally — especially after what happened last night!
Tang Mianmian, who had been sound asleep, suddenly opened her eyes and was startled to find a handsome face just inches from hers. She gasped — then fell silent.
Because... she was being kissed again.
Long Yejue took the opportunity to cop several feels before finally letting her go, speaking with a hint of disappointment, "Sigh, I thought you might want to do something else."
Tang Mianmian: "..."
"Get off me." She pushed him away in annoyance. The moment she moved, her body ached like it was falling apart. Her little face scrunched up, "It hurts!"
"Where does it hurt?" he asked, a bit concerned.
Tang Mianmian gave him a resentful look. "Everywhere!"
It felt like she'd been run over by a truck — every bone in her body ached.
Seeing her pouty expression, Long Yejue realized the situation and helped her up, apologizing, "Sorry, I went overboard. I won't do it again."
"You promised last night to be gentle. And look how that turned out."
She'd never believe any of his promises again.
Long Yejue coughed lightly and brought her some chicken soup. "To show how sorry I am, I'll feed you."
"No need."
She rejected him flatly.
"You said everything hurts, right? Eating needs hands too. I'll do it for you." He stirred the soup, blew on a spoonful to cool it down, then brought it to her lips.
After a long night and with it being noon already, Tang Mianmian was naturally starving.
Especially with the aroma of the rich soup — it made her stomach growl. But she hesitated, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
"No problem," he replied, not wanting her to move around.
Tang Mianmian stared at him in disbelief. Didn't this man have OCD? How could he say something like that?
Unbelievable!
"I'll go brush real quick," she said, trying to get up.
But Long Yejue pushed her back down, lips curled into a smirk, "I said it's fine. I kissed you earlier and didn't mind, did I? Even swallowed your saliva."
"...!!"
This man...
Tang Mianmian's face turned beet red. Long Yejue took the chance to feed her the spoonful, and she had no choice but to open her mouth.
She'd never imagined that a big alpha male like Long Yejue could be so gentle.
He patiently fed her the whole meal, then said, "Get some more sleep. I'll wake you up for dinner."
Tang Mianmian pouted, "Eat and sleep? I'm turning into a pig. I've gained weight lately — even burst the seams on my dress last night."
Long Yejue smiled, "You're not fat. Just the way I like it."
"Huh?" She blinked. What did he mean by "just the way I like it"?
Long Yejue leaned in and whispered in her ear, "All the right places have just the right amount of flesh."
"..."
The result? Little Miss Tang hid under the covers in embarrassment.
Meanwhile, Long Yejue, content and cheerful, left the room with the tray.
Xu Quan hadn't seen Long Yejue smile like this in a long time.
There were smiles before — faint ones — but never this bright and open.
It was like the dazzling young master from eight years ago had returned.
—
Tang Mianmian actually slept till afternoon. They had dinner at the family estate.
She hadn't shown up in the morning, so skipping dinner too would be too much.
But the moment she stepped into the main hall, she felt like everyone's eyes were on her.
Especially... on her lower belly.
So weird!
She quickly hid behind Long Yejue, blushing furiously.
Even when she sat down, she kept her head down.
Usually, she wore low-necked tops, but today she had on a turtleneck.
Sure, the weather was cold, but not that cold.
Naturally, some people started speculating.
She must be hiding something — that's why she wore a turtleneck.
And the fact that she couldn't get out of bed this morning? Pretty much confirmed it.
Which was true — she had spent a long time just finding a turtleneck sweater that would cover her up.
She knew she probably looked awkward, but not wearing it would've been worse.
Zhu Wenyi frowned and made a rare comment, "Since Mianmian is pregnant, you two should be more careful."
Those three words — "be more careful" — carried a heavy implication.
Even though she was inexperienced, Tang Mianmian knew what it meant.
She stammered, unsure how to respond. Long Yejue, however, simply smiled politely, "Got it. Thanks for the reminder, Mom."
Zhu Wenyi gave him a cold look and began eating.
Tang Mianmian felt thoroughly embarrassed and pinched Long Yejue's waist under the table.
Long Yejue kept smiling on the outside, but inside, he was crying out in pain.
Wife, do you really have to treat your husband like this?
Tang Mianmian shot him a glare — You tortured me last night!
So, the poor "torturer" had no choice but to endure.
No one else at the table noticed, but Long Yecheng, sitting beside them, saw everything clearly.
His eyes darkened, and his jaw tightened.
Trying to change the subject, Tang Mianmian looked around and noticed someone missing. She asked Long Ruoshui, "Where's Wanru? Why didn't she come to dinner?"
Long Ruoshui had been quietly eating with her head down, still sore from her punishment. Her knees were swollen, and she could barely keep them from trembling.
Hearing the question, she glanced nervously at Long Yejue.
Everyone else tensed up, as if Tang Mianmian had touched on a taboo topic.
Long Yejue glanced at Long Ruoshui with a cryptic smile.
Knowing that smile, Long Ruoshui knew she couldn't say anything else. "She went home. Something came up."
Everyone resumed eating as if nothing had happened.
As usual, Long Yejue walked her back after dinner.
He had one arm around her shoulders as they strolled through the scenic estate.
Just the two of them — like a perfect picture.
Long Ruoshui, driving past, saw their silhouettes and paused, glaring coldly.
Long Yecheng also arrived and saw her parked car. "What's wrong?"
Eyes red, Long Ruoshui began to cry as soon as she saw him. "Second Brother…"
"Aww, why are you crying? Come on, don't cry. You're not the type to cry easily," Long Yecheng said as he wiped her tears.
"I hate this family…" she sobbed. Having been punished twice in a row, she felt full of grievances.
Someone finally showing her kindness made her drop her guard, and she broke down completely.
"There, there… stop crying. Crying makes you look ugly. And you love being pretty, don't you?" Long Yecheng comforted her.
To Long Ruoshui, her second brother was far better than her real big brother.
"If only you were my real big brother… then I wouldn't have suffered so much," she murmured.
Long Yecheng just smiled faintly and looked toward the couple in the distance, eyes growing more complicated.
—
As soon as Tang Mianmian returned to Nian Garden, she started unwrapping gifts.
She grumbled, "Honestly, Long Yejue, you're so wasteful. People give you all these expensive gifts, and you don't even open them. Total disrespect for their efforts."
"I already got the best gift. Nothing else matters," Long Yejue said lazily.
Tang Mianmian froze and blushed instantly.
She knew what he meant — she was the "best gift."
She quietly continued unwrapping without responding, afraid he'd drag her into another trap.
But silence didn't stop him.
He lay back with his arms behind his head, those seductive peach blossom eyes watching her intently. "Wife."
"Hm?" She didn't even lift her eyes, focused on opening the boxes.
Long Yejue smiled, lips curled. "I remember that lingerie from last night is sold only at Oceanline. How'd it end up here?"
Clink—
The knife in her hand dropped.
Startled.
Tang Mianmian panicked, stammering, "How would I know…"
"Really?" He didn't push, only smiled more wickedly. "I thought maybe you brought it — planning to wear it for me as a birthday present."
"No, I didn't!" she muttered, picking up the knife in a fluster.
She honestly wanted to play dead. This man lived to embarrass her.
Taking advantage, then acting innocent!
She gritted her teeth and opened the first gift — a Lamborghini key. "Look! A Lambo key. Who gave this?"
"Qi Yunmo," Long Yejue answered without even glancing.
"How do you know?"
She looked at the card. Sure enough, Qi Yunmo's name was right there.
With a cheeky note: 'A head start birthday surprise — the real treat comes tonight!'
Another surprise tonight…?
What the heck?
"He's the distributor for sports cars. A Lambo's nothing for him," Long Yejue said, eyes still half-lidded.
Tang Mianmian was stunned. "Still, it's over ten million yuan…"
"Internal price. Not that expensive."
"Still costs a lot," she muttered and set the key aside, opening the next gift.
But Long Yejue wasn't done. "Wife, you haven't answered me — why was that lingerie here?"
"…" Will it kill you not to dig so deep?!
Tang Mianmian wanted to scream. "Why don't you go ask the lingerie?"
"Put it on and ask for me."
"…Get lost."
Long Yejue grinned like a devil, "You don't have to say it. I know you wore it for me."
"…" Tang Mianmian was fuming. "Long Yejue! You shameless tease!"
"Not really."
His thick skin made her want to strangle him.
The second gift — a house key. Long Yejue didn't even wait. "That's from Mo Chengyu."
She didn't even ask anymore. This man seemed to know everything.
But the card inside the box read...