bookbashuk Chapter 1128: Mavica
Chapter 1128: Mavica
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the windows of the ranch house, onto the floor and gave the room a warm hue.
A few crisp bird calls came from outside the window, and the whole ranch was immersed in a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere. The air was filled with a faint scent of grass, which was particularly relaxing.
After this night, Ying slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she looked up, she felt her head was dizzy, as if it was filled with lead.
The embarrassing scenes of last night were replaying in her mind like movie clips.
Shao Yun's domineering actions and the feeling of making him faint, every detail was so clear as if it happened just now.
"Is it because of the blessing of the wedding night?" Ying couldn't help but mutter in her heart, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly unconsciously.
"Although I'm very happy, I was extremely tired last night. Now my whole body is still a little sore..."
She subconsciously reached out and gently touched her lower back, and could still vaguely feel a slight soreness.
Recalling the strength Shao Yun had pressed on her waist last night, Ying felt both ashamed and angry.
This guy was too rough last night. It felt like he almost broke my waist. It still hurts a little when I move.
After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing serious and that she was just feeling normal tiredness and soreness, Ying's gaze fell on the floor beside the bed.
How did your wedding dress fall to the ground?
Her heart tightened, and she quickly lifted the quilt and sat up carefully.
At this moment, Ying still bore traces of last night's intimacy, like a completely peeled pomegranate, her skin glowing with a delicate luster in the morning light.
However, this is my bedroom and my husband is still sleeping, so I didn’t care too much and walked straight towards the wedding dress.
Ying bent down to pick up the wedding dress on the ground, gently spread it out with both hands, and carefully checked every part for fear of any damage.
After confirming that the wedding dress was only slightly wrinkled and not torn or stained, she breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to herself:
"Phew... Luckily my wedding dress wasn't torn. I wanted to keep it as a souvenir. It would have been such a shame if it had been damaged."
Then, Ying carefully folded the wedding dress.
Then she turned and walked towards the closet, wanting to take out the skirt she usually wore and change into it, so that she could return to her usual appearance from her current "peeled pomegranate" form.
But just as she reached out to open the wardrobe door, her sixth sense suddenly told her that a burning gaze was falling on her back.
Ying's heart skipped a beat and she turned around abruptly, looking at the bed.
I saw that Shao Yun had woken up at some point and was leaning against the head of the bed, his hands behind his head, staring at me with interest.
"You... When did you wake up?"
Ying subconsciously raised a hand to protect her chest, and angrily scolded: "Why don't you say anything after waking up? You keep staring at me, trying to scare me to death!"
"Not long after I woke up, I saw someone talking to themselves in front of their wedding dress and staring at the closet door."
Shao Yun's eyes moved gently over Ying, from her flushed cheeks to her subconscious action of protecting her chest, every detail made him feel moved.
They are obviously an old married couple and have a child, but every time I see her being so shy, she is still so cute!
Ying felt even more uncomfortable when Shao Yun looked at her. She tried to calm herself down, then straightened her expression, put her left hand on her waist, and deliberately put on an unhappy tone.
"Whatever. Even if you wake up now, you are not allowed to fight with me for the bathroom. Do you hear me?"
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Shao Yun's response, she quickly turned around, grabbed the dress she usually wore from the closet, hugged it tightly in her arms, and rushed to the bathroom.
Besides being really embarrassed by his gaze, I wanted to quickly hide in the bathroom to relax.
On the other hand, she had sweated a lot when they were intimate last night, and her body felt sticky and uncomfortable. She had long wanted to take a good bath to clean her body thoroughly and make herself feel refreshed.
The bathroom door slammed shut, blocking out anyone from outside.
Ying leaned against the door, listening to the thumping of her heartbeat. She couldn't help but pat her cheek with her hand and muttered softly:
"Really? Hasn't he seen enough?"
……
Ying took a nice hot bath in the bathroom. The warm water washed away the stickiness and fatigue on her body, and also gradually cooled down her cheeks that were hot due to shyness.
She washed up carefully and changed into her usual dress. The person in the mirror had a rosy complexion and a hint of maturity under her eyes from being moisturized.
Hmm...why has her temperament changed, but her figure is still that of a girl?
After tidying up her clothes, Ying thought of Mavica who stayed at home last night. Without saying goodbye to her husband, she walked out of the bedroom and headed towards Shen He's room.
I specially arranged for Mavica to stay there last night.
In Shen He's room, sunlight shines through the window onto the bed, forming a warm spot of light.
Ying gently pushed open the door and saw Mavica still lying on the bed, her body curled up, her eyes closed. Her even breathing was clearly audible in the quiet room, and she was obviously still sleeping soundly.
Ying didn't disturb him. She tiptoed to the bed and sat down carefully on the edge of the bed.
She quietly watched Mavica sleeping, and her mind couldn't help but recall what happened last night.
The resolute God of Fire was drunk, hugging himself and crying, and blurted out the word "Mom".
When Ying thought of this huge contrasting scene, a smile appeared on her face that was both funny and a little weird.
"The mighty God of Fire actually has such a childish side."
They sat quietly like this for about ten minutes, and the sunlight gradually moved and fell on Mavica's face.
Mavica frowned as she was dazzled by the sunlight, and subconsciously raised her right arm and placed her forearm on her forehead to block the glare.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes, staring at the ceiling with a dazed look, and said in confusion, "Hmm... Where am I? Why does my head still hurt a little..."
Seeing that Mavica had woken up, Ying immediately put away the playful smile on her face and greeted her softly, "Ms. Mavica, are you awake? How are you feeling? Are you still dizzy?"
Mavica heard the familiar voice and slowly turned her head to look at Ying beside the bed.
She blinked and looked around at her unfamiliar surroundings.
The simple and elegant furniture and unfamiliar decorations clearly showed that this was not a place he was familiar with.
Only then did she slowly regain some of her memory and asked in confusion, "I... I didn't go back to the office yesterday?"
Ying shook her head slightly, explaining with a somewhat helpless and amusing tone: "No, have you forgotten?"
"After the wedding yesterday, you were completely drunk and couldn't even stand or walk. How could you possibly go back to the office by yourself?"
Mavica raised her hand to cover her swollen head, and gently rubbed her temples with her fingertips, trying to relieve the pain caused by the hangover.
"I don't know... My head hurts, and I don't remember much about last night. I only vaguely remember that I wanted to talk to you about something important, but I can't remember what it was."
Ying looked at Mavica's confused face and immediately understood that she was too drunk and had forgotten everything that happened last night.
Ying's eyes flashed with cunning, and she asked in a deliberately exaggerated tone, "You don't remember anything? Is that true?"
Mavica shook her head, still looking confused, and said, "I... I really don't remember anything."
"So...did I say anything weird? Or do anything out of the ordinary?"
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. If she had said something she shouldn't have last night, it would have been troublesome.
Seeing that Mavica really didn't remember anything, Ying suddenly had a funny idea in her mind.
It would be fun to tease such a cute Fire God, right?
Anyway, she doesn't remember the truth, so I might as well take the opportunity to play a trick on her.
Action is worse than thought. The scheming "Ying" immediately put away the smile on her face, replaced it with a shy and embarrassed expression, her eyes dodging, pretending to be very embarrassed and said:
"No... nothing special."
"That's...that's when you hugged me with tears streaming down your face, crying and saying that you loved my husband Shao Yun, and begging me to agree, saying that in the future you'd be the mistress and I'd be the elder, and that we'd live together with Shao Yun..."
When Mavica heard this, she froze instantly, her eyes widened, and the color on her face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, then turned red again, even a little purple.
She couldn't believe she had said such shameless and ruthless words last night! Wasn't she here to come clean and draw a line?
"Ah!!!" Mavica let out a sharp cry, her voice full of shame, anger and despair.
Then she grabbed the quilt covering her body and buried herself in it from head to toe, turning herself into a bulging "quilt ball".
Then, there was a "slap, slap" sound from under the quilt. It was Mavica hiding inside and slapping herself hard. The frustrated cry came through the quilt with a strong nasal tone.
"I'm too embarrassed to see anyone! How dare I say anything with my broken mouth! Mavica, you're so shameless!!!"
Ying looked at Mavica who was still slapping herself under the quilt, and knew that she had played too much, so she quickly reached out and lifted the quilt covering Mavica's head.
Ying grabbed her still waving wrist and anxiously clarified: "Hey, hey, hey, it's fake, fake! I was just teasing you, why did you take it seriously?"
When Mavica's quilt was suddenly lifted and she heard Ying's words, her brain went blank. It took her a long time to react, and she made a sharp explosion.
"what?!"
She was just immersed in the shame and despair of "saying such wicked words", and now she was suddenly told that it was false. For a moment, she could not accept this reversal.
Ying looked at Mavica's downtime and couldn't help but shake her wrist with a smile. She said in a flattering tone:
"It's fake. I just saw that you didn't remember anything, so I wanted to tease you. Hehe, don't be angry, don't be angry, I didn't mean to scare you."
Mavica finally realized that she had been teased by Ying. She had never said such outrageous words as "Ying is the boss and I am the little one" last night.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Mavica raised her hand, grabbed the soft pillow behind her, and threw it at Ying, saying unhappily:
"Don't joke like that! It's really scary! I thought I was going to be ashamed to face everyone and feel so ashamed of myself for Shibarak!"
The pillow hit Ying, but it didn't hurt at all.
Ying immediately clasped her hands together, put on a pitiful look, but with a playful and apologetic smile on her face, she took the initiative to admit her mistake.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, isn't that enough? But one thing is true."
"You did tell me last night that you really liked Shao Yun. You confessed your feelings to me and promised not to interfere with our family. I didn't make this up."