QT: Against My Will
Chapter 411

411 7.35 – Daddy Has To Protect Mommy – War Of The Wickeds

Ying Xiong’s head, a crazy mass of black spikes, wobbled a bit before dropping onto his daddy’s chest, succumbing to his dream world, “Daddy, daddy...” Daddy, Stinky Bun can’t go on anymore. You have to defeat the sleep monster and protect mommy in Stinky Bun’s stead.

“...” Lu Kai placed his son on the mattress with fatherly gentleness, making it seem like the tiny body in his arms was made out of thin glass.

Bing Shi cheered their victory from the side, giggling at how their son’s hands and feet spread over the mattress like a perfect starfish upon summer rocks. That sleeping position was exactly like his daddy’s.

Turning around, Lu Kai covered her mouth, afraid she would wake up Stinky Bun, he quickly teleported her into their bedroom.

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In the room that was welcoming the early sunrise, his body was close enough for her to breathe in his scent, soothing her defensive wings into a strategic retreat.

His arms wrapped around her waist and in one gentle pull, her back touched his chest, “Bing Shi.”

She felt his hand sliding from her mouth to her neck. His hands were like divine fire for her soul, and his voice intoxicating in all the finest of ways, “Yes?”

He caressed her skin softly as if afraid a heavier touch would break this heady magic. He felt how his tickle opened the soft muscles of her neck, and he wondered how something so fragile could produce so much power, enough to make him become light-headed, “I’ve expanded your emotional sugar source.”

.....

Her neck stretching up, she tilted her head up in puzzlement, seeing how his eyes were fixated on her throat, she thought maybe it had something to do with her vocal cords, “I have an emotional sugar source?”

“Mm, your husband.” He tilted his head down to give her a taste, “Don’t you agree that I’m overflowing with sweetness? I mean, ghostly sweetness?”

Bing Shi immediately licked his lips. But instead of his lips, she came into contact with his tongue. And just like that, rather than engaging in a hearty kiss, he let her degust his tongue as if it was a lollipop. No more, no less.

Overwhelmed with carnal desires, he still tried to keep his rationality in all possible ways, “Hey, ask her for a fucking review already. Fuck, did I just swear it? Sorry.”

The effect of being unable to get access to his mouth was the opposite of what she expected. She gave him an honest review before he could melt her into a poodle of caramelised sugar, “Mm, you’ve become quite addicting. Not like the perfect white cube of sugar, but more like an irregular, imperfect shape of sweetness.”

“...” Her review made him happier than he wanted to admit, “I don’t know if we are fucking in love or fucking each other up. At this point, I can’t see a fucking difference between the two.”

Bing Shi nodded in agreement, “Three stars out of five. There is still lots of room for improvement...in the ‘ducking each other up’ department.”

With a laugh he engulfed her in a crushing hug, cherishing her more than anything he knew. For all this time, she was just a person, who filled the void in his life – the only motivation he had; someone he couldn’t live without-a sad truth, but a truth nonetheless.

It must have been draining for her to keep him alive, but that’s who he was, and nothing much had changed from the very beginning. No, something might have changed. The painstakingly long wait made him more resilient to her absence.

Now, he could persist through life with just a thought of her – so imagine what great havoc a simple smile of her could cause to his heart compared to before, ‘A smile? Are you serious? Step up the game, boy. You all grinned like fucking retards when seeing a fucking strand of green hair on the floor.’ He started to pray that this new love he had for her would be able to lift her to higher heights, that she would replace more happiness.

Bing Shi couldn’t move even if she tried; afraid that his heart beating against her back would jump out of his chest and explode if she made a wrong move. Being touched by him was like being flooded by a wave of endorphins like her heart was being mended even though it was never broken. His fingers have short-circuited her mind in the strangest way. She didn’t know whether she was horny or stoned (high from taking drugs in a form of hubby’s presence).

They would become too comfortable and relaxed when it was just the two of them. And with no audience, it was easier for them to fall into a devil’s tango heat. Both collapsed on the bed as if they had just gone through a heart attack, laughing and giggling to themselves as they took a short nap in each other’s embrace – to recover.

They still went into contact with a god of misfortune and didn’t come out of it unscathed. Their luck was reaching a dangerous zone, so it was better to stay in this room for a while longer before going back to the outside world.

They never skipped work because of each other but when it came to Stinky Bun, they left everything behind to give that little guy all the attention in the world. They were not the ones who would spoil their child, but when your baby needs you badly, and you feel that something is wrong, then that’s it. You put everything aside, go home, stay there for him and respond to his emotions. Period.

None of them was built to be stay at home parents and knew that some neglect couldn’t be avoided. But Stinky Bun still chose them, which made them think that it had to be due to who they were instead of their parenting skills. And this was enough of a reason for them to welcome this little guy as a new addition to their family.

It was hard though. Their life would have been easier without him, but what happened happened, and responsibility had to be taken. Xuan Mu came to love Stinky Bun in his own way, whereas Bing Shi... well, she was very grateful that someone could keep Xuan Mu company in her stead.

“OOOOUCH!” Bing Shi covered her bum, “What was that for?!”

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve planned,” he clenched her buttcheek, “Even though I’ve spent more time with Ying Xiong than with you, the idea of falling in love with my son is just impossibly sick.”

Bing Shi grinned cheesily, “Who said you’ve spent more time with him than with me? I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve tried to send out a message of how proud I’m of my husband, but it was about time you move on from m...ooouch!”

“So you’ve been watching over us the whole time, huh?”

“Not really, only when you were at your lowest and needed me very badly.”

He opened his eyes in revelation. No wonder she was so annoyed and almost gouged out his eyes when they reunited.