Chapter 170: Taming the Underlings

Mu Qingxi never imagined that Bai Fanhao’s feelings were so complicated—he not only had to constantly think of her with all his heart, but also struggled against his own body.

“Every little bit of you has become my spiritual support, because I know there’s someone who’s always waiting for me,” Bai Fanhao finally said, lowering his gaze to the tears streaming down Mu Qingxi’s face.

“Xiao Xi, I love you. I love you deeply, more than my own life,” he confessed with profound sincerity.

Hearing Bai Fanhao’s heartfelt declaration, Mu Qingxi pressed her crimson lips against his.

It was their first intimate contact since they met that day; the touch between two people in love is the most enchanting of all.

From the initial awkwardness and unfamiliarity to growing familiarity, Bai Fanhao and Mu Qingxi danced together—lips meeting lips, tongues intertwining.

Gradually, Bai Fanhao’s breathing grew heavy. He parted from Mu Qingxi’s lips, his eyes clouded with a trace of pain.

Mu Qingxi feared his chest hurt again. She hurriedly clutched at his clothes, trying to see the extent of his injury.

Bai Fanhao looked at her with amusement and said softly, “Xiao Xi, you’re more anxious than I am.”

She was momentarily stunned, then blushed furiously. Embarrassed and annoyed, she glared at him: “Why are you like this?”

He chuckled lightly. “I thought you’d be even more eager, tearing my clothes off right away. I was ready for it. Shall we continue?”

Bai Fanhao’s face wore a questioning look, seeking Mu Qingxi’s expression. She shot him a glare: “You’re so improper.”

“Xiao Xi, how am I improper? This is a normal reaction. If the woman you love is sitting in your arms and you don’t respond, that’s abnormal,” Bai Fanhao explained seriously.

“You’re the only one who knows so much,” she retorted, giving him a sharp slap.

“Ouch!” Bai Fanhao winced in pain as he felt it in a certain sensitive spot. He took a deep breath.

Then, looking wronged, he stared at the culprit: “Xiao Xi, why did you hit there? It really hurts.”

Mu Qingxi was embarrassed. She had only slapped casually, not realizing she hit something hard. The next moment, she understood her mistake and immediately withdrew her hand.

Hearing his words, she was mortified beyond words, blinking rapidly in his arms, pretending not to hear his question.

Of course, she also pretended she wasn’t the one who had just hit his little brother.

They sat together in silence for a long time before Bai Fanhao gently asked, “Xiao Xi, it’s almost noon. Shall we go eat?”

“Mm, okay. What do you want to eat?” Mu Qingxi thought that after such a long time, he must be craving hometown food.

Bai Fanhao smiled and said slowly, “I want to eat what you…”

Mu Qingxi raised her hand, just about to slap again, when she heard the rest: “...cooked!”

She nodded, pinching Bai Fanhao’s cheeks with both hands. “That’s more like it. Sister will cook you a meal today to reward the hardworking man!”

“Really?” Bai Fanhao asked in disbelief.

“Would I lie?” Mu Qingxi countered, vigorously rubbing his fair face while teasing, “You doubted me, you doubted me...”

“Mmm... I was wrong, Xiao Xi. I’ll never doubt you again, I won’t dare,” he pleaded.

Mu Qingxi was still not satisfied, continuing to knead his pale cheeks, which, from the gentle squeezing, had turned slightly flushed.

“You must believe me. You have to believe me,” she insisted.

Bai Fanhao grasped her hand and said, “Alright, I obey. From now on, I only listen to Xiao Xi.”