Mister Li, the Heart Bandit

Chapter 181 - I’ll Be Your Bridegroom and Bride

Chapter 181: I’ll Be Your Bridegroom and Bride

Ji Weixi had never been so nervous.

She stared at the fleeting sights outside the car window, her heart ready to leap out of her throat.

She thought that she was about to go crazy.

The car eventually stopped. As she stepped out, Li Shaoling took her hand most naturally and locked the car before entering.

Ji Weixi was a little scared of the very dark, unlit house.

Li Shaoling gently embraced her, and it was so quiet inside that their breaths could be heard.

Ji Weixi’s breathing was especially rushed, nervous and thrilled...

Suddenly, she rose into the air as he picked her up, while she wrapped her hands around his neck, her nose brushing over his collar.

There was a faint, clean scent that left her cheeks hot.

They entered their room, with Ji Weixi placed on the bed.

But watching as the man with a burning look approaching, she quickly exclaimed. “Wait... I need a bath!”

With that, she immediately bounded away and fled inside the bathroom.

She closed the bathroom door while continuing panting heavily, her heart now almost jumping out as she calmed herself...

It’s not her first time after all, why was she being nervous...

After her bath, she wrapped anything within reach over herself tightly like a dumpling.

Li Shaoling’s mouth twitched at the sight. “Are you cold?”

“M-maybe...” Ji Weixi laughed drily.

He got up. “I’ll go bathe.”

The moment the bathroom door was locked, Ji Weixi promptly fell prone on the bed, rolling around and kicking her feet in the air symbolically.

How awkward...

She had never felt so embarrassed!

As water gushed about in the bathroom, Ji Weixi shrank beneath the sheets, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.

There were no lights in the room, and his eyes were like large obsidians illuminated beneath the moonlight.

***

Omitted.

***

The next day.

Noon, with the midday sun hanging overhead.

Ji Weixi was sleeping soundly. It was one night, but there were now faint dark circles beneath her eyes.

She was exhausted, and sleeping curled up like a fetus.

Li Shaoling lay beside her, his eyes carefully making a copy of her face.

Even as Ji Weixi slept, the prickling sensation all over her body was gone. Her eyes were tightly shut and her breaths were deep, with her small mouth hanging ajar.

“Urgh...”

That was when she shrank uncomfortably in her dream.

Li Shaoling pulled the blanket over her and held her in his arms, gently patting her back just like coaxing a child.

Beneath his languid hair, Li Shaoling’s red thin lips were curled upwards.

It took four years, but he finally got this little bowl of porridge in his mouth.

Meanwhile, Ji Weixi slowly opened her eyes and rubbed her eyes by reflex, looked up a little blurrily.

Li Shaoling pulled loose strands of her hair behind her ear, his voice sounding lazy and hoarse as typical of the morning after. “Are you awake?”

Ji Weixi quickly buried her head in his chest again. “What time is it...”

“Eleven.”

“That late...?”

Ji Weixi struggled to get up, but her whole body had no strength at all and dropped back to bed.

She angrily glared at the culprit who was grinning slyly and flung a pillow in his face.

Li Shaoling caught it with his swift reflexes, narrowing his eyes in a handsome smile. “Let me give you a massage.”

“No. Go away.”

She glared at him indignantly, turning her back to him and pouting.

She had thought that since it was four years, he could afford to... hold back.

But no. It felt as if he wanted all his denied satisfaction back in one go.

So horrible.

It continued even after the sun had risen, and she was only allowed to sleep after putting up every line of reasoning and sobs for mercy.

Li Shaoling held her from behind, intimately resting his chin under her neck. “It’s my fault.”

“Too late!”

He grinned, locking fingers with her as the diamond over her ring finger flashed vibrantly.

“Let’s get registered later?”

“Nope.”

Li Shaoling frowned, afraid that she was having regrets. “Why?”

Ji Weixi flushed and pouted. “I can’t walk.”

He smiled. “I’ll carry you.”

Bored, Ji Weixi fiddled with his good-looking fingers when she realized that there was no ring on his fingers. “Why didn’t you get a ring?”

“You’ll get it for me... later?” Li Shaoling lifted a brow.

Ji Weixi thought about it. She certainly can’t be stingy given how large the diamond on the ring he got her was, and she nodded even if it might hurt her wallet. “Okay.”

They shared an intimate moment after that, and when Li Shaoling was about to get off bed, Ji Weixi wrapped all her limbs around him like a sloth.

“What is it?” Li Shaoling thought nervously that she was feeling ill.

She snorted coldly. “You’re heartless.”

Such a heartless man!

Ridiculous!

Li Shaoling was confused. “How am I heartless?”

“Why didn’t you carry me?!”

“...I thought you should rest for a while more.”

Ji Weixi pursed her lips. “I’m done resting.”

In other words: you have to carry me!

Li Shaoling clicked his tongue and lifted her chin with a tender look. “Why do I feel that Beauty Ji is being clingy today?”

Ji Weixi averted her eyes. “Nonsense! I’m not...”

Li Shaoling watched her stubborn away but did not expose her, and instead carried her to wash up.

He then simply pulled one of his shirts over her before going downstairs for breakfast.

Ji Weixi’s hair was in the way, and when she was about to take a hairband and tie it, she looked at Li Shaoling and suddenly got an idea.

She gasped.

Li Shaoling was at once nervous. “What is it? Are you hurt somewhere?”

Ji Weixi looked at him miserably. “My hands... I don’t have the strength...”

Li Shaoling saw the hairband in her hand and quickly understood. Pursing his lips to refrain from smiling, he took the hairband and helped her with her hair.

But with a huge, macho man tying her hair, Ji Weixi felt her scalp hurting as her hair was pulled and fastened.

Annoyed, she took the hairband and redid it, with Li Shaoling flatly adding insult to injury. “You have the strength.”

JI Weixi glared at her. “I do now!”

His eyes twinkled. “Already?”

“...”

Communication is impossible!

***

Ji Weixi took a sip of milk, remembering that Tian Miaomiao had once told her about how playful women get the best things in life.

So... should she learn that?

But wasn’t she being playful? Or gentle?

Holding her head with one hand, she cleared her throat and took a few deep breaths before grasping Li Shaoling’s arm with her empty hand.

He turned to find her biting her lip, her voice meek and unhappy. “Shaoling... I don’t have the strength to eat...”

That voice of hers stabbed true into Li Shaoling’s heart.

Her dewy, disembodying look left him fidgeting and his Adam’s Apple rolling.

“I’ll feed you.” Li Shaoling restrained his wolfish impulse to bully the little lamb that was her and fed her breakfast.

She ate spoonful by spoonful like she was eating honey, and even flashed him an extremely wide smile. In turn, Li Shaoling lovingly pinched her baby-plump cheeks.

They were a lot more intimate after last night.

After breakfast, when Ji Weixi wanted to head to Jiang Cong’s house and fetch her little one, Li Shaoling stopped her.

“Why?” Ji Weixi was confused.

Taking her into his arms in a single motion, Li Shaoling lifted her chin as his eyes narrowed dangerously into hers. “You’ve been with your son for four years. Is it that hard to be alone with me for a few days?”

He then freed her, folded his arms and stood in a corner arrogantly and coldly. “Go get him then. Don’t come back.”

He’s angry already...

Reacting late by a matter of seconds, Ji Weixi quickly tried to explain. “I didn’t mean it. I was just worried about our son...”

Silence.

“Oh, I’m apologizing. Okay?”

More silence.

Li Shaoling’s long face and silence were so oppressive that she felt a little breathless.

This man!

He would lift you to paradise when he’s happy, just as he would have you stay in hell when he’s mad!

Nonetheless, Ji Weixi wrapped her arms around his neck, rocking him as she acted cute. “Come on, don’t be mad. I won’t go get our boy then. I was just worried, but you’re still in my heart.”

Li Shaoling glanced at her and sneered, clearly not buying it and even sounding self-deprecating.

As such, Ji Weixi snuggled up to her, pasting herself on him as she sweet-talked away. “Don’t be mad, Shaoling... Shaoling... I won’t go get him. I don’t care about him anymore. Is that enough?”

A smile finally returned to his face. “Remember you said that.”

Why... did it feel like he was just putting up an act to make her say it?

When had he become so sly?

***

Ji Weixi returned upstairs to change before leaving to get Li Shaoling a ring.

He took her into his arms while she did so, careful but unwilling to let her go.

“You’re finally mine.” He spoke softly with barely repressed happiness in his words.

“Wasn’t I already, four years ago?” Ji Weixi could not help retorting.

“That’s different.”

Li Shaoling nestled his head over her neck and hugged her tightly, his voice abruptly becoming quiet. “Thank you for accepting me.”

He had always thought that he had destroyed her four years ago.

If not for him, she wouldn’t have to be forced to work for their child and ruin her health.

Even so, Ji Weixi was smiling carefreely. “Then you’ll have to repay me.”

“Okay.” Li Shaoling bit her small ear. “I’ll be your bridegroom and your lifetime servant while you’ll be my bride. How about that?”

Ji Weixi beamed, turned around and hugged him back. “Sounds good.”