Seeing how Su Yi Cheng was trying to hold back a laugh, An Ran got peeved and pouted. She did not want things to be this way either, she clearly followed every step from the cookbook, but three times, every time it ended up the same way! As they say, don’t repeat the same mistakes again and again. But clearly this proverb to her, has no use at all!
Seeing the shriveled up blackened thing in the pan, she simply felt depressed!
She muttered to herself to stand up, but unknowingly, because she had been crouching down for so long, her leges had fallen asleep, so when she stood up, the next second, her legs went soft and she was going to go back down again. Thankfully Su Yi Cheng was standing in front of her and swiftly caught her, letting her lean on him.
Su Yi Cheng, holding in his laugh, looks at the woman on his chest, and teases, “Is your leg numb?”
An Ran nods. Her leg was incredibly numb, so much that she felt that her legs weren’t her own, there was no strength at all.
Su Yi Cheng stoops down and scoops her up. In a flash, An Ran was in the air, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. With a small voice she cried out in alarm.
With a smile he glances at her. Su Yi Cheng takes her to the living room and puts her down on the sofa. Seeing her face, because of cooking and the smoke it made her look like a little cat, he couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head. He takes a napkin from the coffee table, and gently wipes her face clean.
An Ran felt that it wasn’t her cooking, the steps were obviously simple, and she did everything according to the steps, but in the end, all three times were no good!
“Tonight, there’s no food. I’ve failed another assignment.” Looking at him, An Ran was apologetic. For as long as they’ve been married, it seemed like he had done all the cooking for her, like he had properly been serving her, even for breakfast. Apart from the several times when she made barely-swallow-able noodles, it seems like she had never made anything for him.
In fact, over their marriage, she had seriously pondered over it. Although their beginning was quite unique, but the most important thing is still the end. She wishes to live with him well, wants to engage in the marriage properly, and not have only him invest in the marriage, while she does nothing, which is why she wanted to start from the simplest things, at the very least she should learn how to cook, and not have him cook after working the whole day.
Only, her wish was fine, but reality was too cruel to her! It was obviously a simple dish, in spite of everything she couldn’t succeed, could it be that she really isn’t suited for cooking?
Su Yi Cheng smiles, shakes his head, and throws the tissue into the garbage can. He reaches out and pinches her nose, and says, “I’ll do it, just wait a while, it’ll be ready in a few.”
As he says that, he gets up, sheds off his suit jacket and goes over to the kitchen.
An Ran reaches out to pull on him. She stares at him, unable to voice her thought. She just felt sour, and had some tears in her eyes.
Upon seeing this, Su yi Cheng felt worried, crouches down, and strokes her face, asking, “What’s wrong?”
Seeing him, An Ran pouts, trying her hardest not to let the tears fall, and murmurs, “Don’t you think I’m useless?” She couldn’t even cook well, every time she tried, it was him who had to clean up. Thinking back, it seemed like she truly was a failure.
Seeing that she was still bothered, Su Yi Cheng in good mood, sits down beside her, and hugs her from behind, allowing her to lean against his chest. He speaks into her ears, “Who dare say my wife is useless, my wife can make houses, can they?” Listening to his tone, he was proud.
“But I can’t even make a good meal.” What use does making houses have, she can’t even make a meal for her husband, doesn’t that make her an incompetent wife?
“There are plenty of people who can cook, but how many people can make houses?” Su Yi Cheng stated as he embraced her.
An Ran nearly spit out of laughter. Patting his hand, she turns to look at him and says, “What fallacious reasoning, how could that count, that’s my job.”
“Of course it counts!” Su Yi Cheng stated seriously. “Your work is extraordinary, others won’t be able to do it, you are irreplaceable.”
An Ran laughed thanks to his serious face but recalling her mess in the kitchen, she felt dejected again, “I just wanted to make you one nice meal, so that when you come home from work you have a nice hot meal, and don’t need to make something every time, and—”
Not waiting for her to finish, her lips were sealed by a certain person, his long tongue making its way in, giving her an enthusiastic kiss.
After a while Su Yi Cheng releases her. She was panting hard as she leaned against his chest, while Su Yi Cheng was also worked up, his chest was heaving heavily.
When An Ran regained her breathing, she can hear Su Yi Cheng whisper into her ears, “It’s enough that I know your good intentions, nothing else really matters.”
“But I feel like you’ve always treated me well, you’ve invested a lot into it.” An Ran said quietly. That was what she had in her thoughts and that was her conclusion.
Su Yi Cheng reaches out to hold her hand, their hands clasped with each other. A while later does he faintly say, “An Ran, we don’t have to bother about who is doing more work or who is doing less, it doesn’t matter who is investing more or who is reaping less, we just need to know that we both are thinking well of this marriage, of our future together, nothing else matters.”
“I—” An Ran was about to say something, but was interrupted by Su Yi Cheng.
“Every night, you leave a light on for me, let me know that there is someone waiting for me at home, that is enough, it doesn’t matter if you can cook or not, who does the cooking isn’t a problem.” Pausing, Su Yi Cheng continues, “Before you, I had to cook for myself, moreover you are my wife, you are someone who will be with me for the rest of my life, and my sweetest responsibility, I am willing to cook for you, because I am willing, I don’t feel that is tiring at all.” He pulls her away, looks at her in the eye, and asks, “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
An Ran stares at the man in front of her. She doesn’t know what kind of luck she has. It was an unexpected mistake, a marriage that may not be promising, yet this man places such importance on her, she unconsciously is falling more and more in his gentleness. Luckily he is her husband, not lover nor anything else, but someone who will be with her for a lifetime, a man that she can rely on, and her future child’s father!
She reaches out and strokes his face, her hands softly stroking his thick eyebrows. Smiling, she nods, “Seems like I understand.”
Su Yi Cheng smiles back. He grabs her hand, places it by his lips and kisses it. A while later he raises his head to look at her, at the same time stroking her hair, “I’ll go cook, it’ll be ready in a few.”
“I’ll help.” An Ran offered.
After the rest, her legs were no longer numb. While she helps him, perhaps she could also steal some of his tricks.
Seeing her eager face, Su Yi Cheng faintly smiles. He reaches out and leads her by the hand, and goes straight to the kitchen.
Some say that the earnest image of a man is always charming. Previously, An Ran did not think so, but today, it was truly so. Because Su Yi Cheng’s earnest cooking image is truly enchanting. When he grabbed the ingredients and started chopping it at high-speed, then put it in the pan to stir-fry it, added seasoning, each move was skillful and smooth, as if he had practiced it earlier. Watching it, An Ran was starstruck.
Covering the saucepan, Su Yi Cheng then turns around, only to see a certain someone blankly staring at him. The corner of his lips softly rises. He walks over to her, and strokes her face. She opens and closes her mouth. He teases her in a soft voice, “Fool.”
An Ran then returns to her senses, watching him, she mumbles as she asks, “Did you learn these skills for Ling Ran?”
Su Yi Cheng was taken aback. The smile on his face rises even more. He doesn’t answer, but rather, asks, “You jealous?”
An Ran blanks. Only a while later does she shake her head, looks at him and says, “I am not. Anyways, I took advantage of it, if not for her, your culinary skills won’t be this good.”
Su Yi Cheng raises his brows. For some reason, hearing that made him feel odd. However his mood was still pretty good. He smiles, advances and gives her a hug. After hugging her for a while, he says, “From now on I’ll only cook for you, okay?”
The corner of An Ran’s mouth faintly rises, because of his words her heart was feeling sweet.
Because tomorrow would be a weekend, and An Ran was pretty much almost done with the work that she brought home, after she ate, Su Yi Cheng went into the studio, while An Ran leisurely goes to the living room to watch TV.
She didn’t have a particular show that she wanted to watch. Usually she was busy with work, so it’s been several years since she’s had the quiet time to sit down and watch TV.
When Su Yi Cheng emerged from the studio, he sees An Ran half-lying down on the sofa, a remote control in her hand; she had fallen asleep long ago.
He laughs, and takes out the remote from her hand and puts it on the coffee table. Holding her by the waist, when he lifted her up and had her on his chest An Ran had slowly opened her eyes. In the midst of her daze she realized the person in front of her was him, and dazedly asks, “Are you finished with work.”
Su Yi Cheng lowers his head and gives her a peck on the lips. He nods, “You should sleep if you’re tired, I’ll carry you to the bed.”
An Ran peacefully closes her eyes again. But, when Su Yi Cheng reached the bedroom, she suddenly opens her eyes, and stares at him.
Su Yi Cheng looks at her puzzled, and asks, “What’s wrong?”
An Ran was somewhat vexed as she says, “I still haven’t showered.” She was so tired, and tragically discovered that she hadn’t washed up at all!
Su Yi Cheng couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Sometimes he was doubtful, was she really 28-turning-29? But sometimes her actions were like a grown child, adorable and amused him.
He places her on the bed, and goes to the wardrobe and takes out a pair of pajamas and hands it to her. Looking at her sleepy appearance, he raises his brows. With evil intentions, he says, “How about, we shower together, I can help you wash up.”
Hearing that, An Ran was taken aback. Then she seemed to understand the intentions behind his words, and swiftly turns red. She swipes the pajamas from his hands, and softly mutters, ‘pervert’ then runs straight into the bathroom.
Outside the door, Su Yi Cheng was suppressing his laughter. When An Ran emerged after washing up, she sees that Su Yi Cheng had already washed up and changed using the guest bathroom. At the moment he was in his pajamas with a book in hand.
It was strange. Just before she was extremely sleepy, but now she wasn’t sleepy at all. On the other side of the bed, he lifts the cover, and she sees him looking at her funnily, with his arms opened towards her, faintly saying, “Come here.”
An Ran chuckles, she felt sweet, and shifts her bottom over to him, her body used to lying against his chest, seeking that cozy place.
The pair seemed to be tired no more. With one hand, Su Yi Cheng was embracing An Ran, with the other hand he was holding a sociology book, reading it earnestly. While An Ran who was in his embrace, swept away the sleepiness, was blinking, wide-eyed, browsing through the architecture magazine sitting by the bedside.
Time stealthily creeped by. Su Yi Cheng looks at the alarm clock by the bed, and it was already well into the night. He puts away the book and places it on his side of the cabinet, and looks at An Ran who was in his embrace, “An Ran, it’s late, let’s rest.”
An Ran then noticed that the time truly is late. Although she was still, ah sleepy, but because she knew that on the weekend tomorrow he has to go to the countryside with the committee for inspection, she nods, and puts away the magazine and places it on the cabinet. She turns off the table lamp, and slips herself into the covers, her head resting on his powerful arms. After she adjusted to a comfortable position, she let herself close her eyes.
In the dark, even though An Ran had her eyes closed, she was still not sleepy. She rolled around, when suddenly he whispered into her ears.
“An Ran….” His voice was deep, at night it seemed to have a unique charm.
“En.” An Ran faintly responded, then held her breath waiting for him to reply.
A while later, Su Yi Cheng doesn’t seem to be saying anything, as if she had been hearing things before.
As An Ran was no longer entangled with him, when she was slowly drifting off to sleep, she doesn’t know when, but her body suddenly had one more hand on it, softy stroking her exquisite flesh, then making circles on her lower belly. An Ran instinctually shivers. In an instant, her sleepiness had dissipated. With one hand she grabs the hand in action.
Su Yi Cheng doesn’t say anything, but his palm still wantonly explores her body. An Ran just felt that she was nearly crumbling, she also was slowly responding. Once again, she suddenly captures his hand, and with a firm tone she says, “Su Yi Cheng, what are you trying to do!” Actually she needn’t ask. Su Yi Cheng’s intentions were clear, only it seems that Special Assistant Su has forgotten that they had agreed to a so-called ‘married couple agreement’!
Su Yi Cheng remained unmoved. The hand on her lower belly slowly continued to creep down, it was clear that his intention was to go further down to a certain place.
An Ran tightly grabbed his hand, not allowing him to proceed with his evil doing. She was nearly gnashing her teeth as she says, “Su Yi Cheng, what are you trying to do!”
Hearing that, Su Yi Cheng simply turned over and pushed down on her. In the dark his jet-black pupils were closely watching her. Faint light rays were creeping through the window and illuminating her face, faintly, giving her a beautifully hazy aesthetic.
An Ran felt embarrassed being stared at like that. She reaches out to push him, but he captured her hand, raises it, and fastens it at the head of the bed.
An Ran stares at him blankly, her heart was beating heavily. She naturally sensed in advance what was going to happen next, but looking at him, she still asks in fear, “You, what are you doing?”
The corner of Su Yi Cheng’s lip rises to a devilish smile. He lowers his head and softly kisses her lips, his lips pasted on her lips, nibbling her as he says, “Fulfilling the married couple pact!”
“Nonsense!” An Ran reprimanded, “We already did it yesterday!” Her pact clearly said once a week, and last night she already endured it for the pact, how could he still say that he was fulfilling the married couple pact!
Su Yi Cheng smiles devilishly, nods, and says, “We indeed do it yesterday, but clearly you haven’t looked at the contents of our agreement.”
“Content? Doesn’t it say once a week?” She was the one who printed it, she doesn’t need to look at it as she knows what the content of the pact was, does she have to remind him?
Su Yi Cheng shakes his head, leans over, and gently whispers into her ears, “Not once a week, but rather rest once in a week!” His gentle voice lightly delivers into An Ran’s ears, it was a bit ticklish, and it seemed like he was doing it on purpose, part of his lip deliberately rubbing on her ear, making her susceptible to shivering.
An Ran powerlessly pushes him away, but she didn’t use that much strength to begin with. She was about to say something, “You—” But rather than letting her speak, her mouth was blocked off by somebody, and she couldn’t even let out half a word.
Su Yi Cheng kisses her. Compared to his previous action, it was less tender, and more coarse.
An Ran stalls him, but the hand that was pressed against his chest was getting weaker and weaker, she felt her body gradually going softer and softer with his gentle kisses and caresses, letting his passion ignite her.
In the midst of her daze she had a fuzzy awareness, but she clearly sensed his body pulsation. She can faintly hear him softly calling out her name, “An Ran, An Ran, An Ran…..”
Hugging his upper arm tightly, An Ran uses her own enthusiasm to respond to him.
Outside, the Sun is big, the sun light passes through the curtains illuminating the room. An Ran was wakened by the sunlight, slowly she was waking up from her sleep. She opens her eyes. Even though the curtains were closed tight, the room was still illuminated by the bright light.
The person beside her was no longer there. The coldness of the bed told her that he must have left long ago, she turns to look at the alarm clock. It was already 10:40, almost noon.
She lifts her covers and was about to get off bed, however her body was sore and made her rain curses on Su Yi Cheng. This man was truly hateful! Doesn’t he know that overindulgence can hurt the body!
Her leg was still trembling, both her legs were powerless and seemed like she would fall if she were not careful. She used the wall to support herself and walk over to the bathroom, fortunately the bathtub in this apartment was bigger than the old one. She turns on the tap, and lets herself lie down, submerging herself in the hot water, her legs begin to relax. However, she can see the abundance of hickeys on her body. She recalls the passionate activity they did last night, An Ran felt bashful.
Soaking in the bath truly does relieve all discomfort. When she appeared from the bathtub it was almost 11:30am. Fortunately it was the weekend, otherwise not only would she have been late today, she would also have to wear something around her neck to work.
“Gu lu lu….” Her stomach calls out, since last night, moreover after that intense exercise, her stomach really must be starving.
She goes over to the kitchen, and was about to go to the fridge to see if there was anything to eat, she sees a yellow sticky-note on the fridge, written on it, “Made a sandwich this morning, in the fridge, remember to heat it up when you eat.” At the end, he even wrote a smiley face, it was somewhat cute.
She reaches out and takes off the sticky note. She gently strokes the words on the sticky note. A while later, she slips the sticky note into her pocket, and was careful not to wreck it.
She takes out the sandwich that Su Yi Chang made before he went to work. She puts it in the microwave to heat, at the same she mutters, “In the day he dresses up like a true gentleman, how could he turn into a wolf at night, a hungry wolf!”
She said so as she massages her sore waist. Suddenly she remembered what Su Yi Cheng had said last night, what is this rest once a week, clearly she meant once a week. As she was thinking it, An Ran endures the soreness in her lower waist and walks over to the studio.
She looks for the ‘married couple agreement’ that she had put into the drawer the other day, she spreads it out and looks at it earnestly. Then, with her almond eyes she stares at it, staring at the agreement in her hands. Her eyes were filled with incredulity, how, how could this be! She did not do this! She had looked at it carefully, word by word. But when she verified the details at the moment, she felt cheated, she grumbles indignantly, “Su Yi Cheng, you treacherous official!”
The married couple pact that she had in her hands has written: ‘Married couple activity, rest once a week!’
She did not discover this before, without good cause the agreement had one additional word!
Thinking carefully now, he is just as others say, two-faced and a dagger hidden in smiles, and she is just too foolish, too naïve. She should have known earlier, a man with such heavy desire every night, how could he so easily and straight-forwardly sign the agreement. So it turns out he had made a trick move, simply, simply too hateful!
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