223 —Seduction At The Cinema, The DNA Results

Her words directly transformed into a moan instead.

That sound made Li Chuanmo close his eyes in pleasure as he nuzzled her neck, his hands skilfully kneading and pressing.

She smelled so good, like flowers on a fine spring day. He didn't think it was just due to her soap or cream.

Pei Yueran was attacked on all sides and squirmed, the movie long forgotten. Her mind was turning blank due to the pleasurable sensations, but she was brought back by Li Chuanmo's words, "Wife, if you don't stop twisting dangerously, I can't guarantee anything."

Since she could feel the tightness of his pants rubbing against her, she barely forced herself to sit still. But it was very difficult. "Ch-Chuan, please don't. Stop."

She just said the words that were present in the part of her mind that was still functioning. Although no one would barge in on them, this was not their house after all. It felt very scandalous!

Li Chuanmo felt very regretful, but her wish was his command. Still he teased her a bit, "Please don't stop? You must like this a lot."

Pei Yueran would have felt more embarrassed if his own voice wasn't shaking. It meant that he was as affected as she was too, so her embarrassment was lessened.

She didn't retort however. She was sure that he would do something worse if she did. Already she had almost taken leave of her senses. One more move and she would totally lose it, she was sure.

Holding her tightly, Li Chuanmo willed himself to calm down. He didn't know why he was forever starting fires that were hard to quench. Actually he was only indulging in some innocent fun — teasing here and touching there.

He knew she would never want to indulge here, so he couldn't explain why he started something. Maybe...he was hoping?

Then the thought that he could use this to extort something from her suddenly came to his mind. Thinking so, his hand went up to the cherry red mark on her chest and fingered it, making Pei Yueran tremble delicately, "If I stop now Wifey, what would I get?"

Not knowing what he wanted, she ventured to say, "If you do, then we'll continue later tonight?"

Li Chuanmo managed to roll his eyes even as he put one hand into her skirt. "That goes without saying."

Even though he was the one that started this fire, he still had to trouble her to quench it later.

Pei Yueran tensed up at the implication before saying, "Then-then I'll call you "Honey" everyday?"

Li Chuanmo grinned roguishly but didn't agree, "You screaming it only at night is not bad either."

Stumped, she didn't know what other conditions to offer at the moment. Her brilliant negotiation skills were nowhere to be found for now.

Feeling one hand slip further downwards, she became desperate and quickly blurted out, "What do you want?!"

Li Chuanmo's hand halted. "You mean you'll do whatever I want?"

Pei Yueran nodded as if she was pounding garlic, "Yes, yes."

Li Chuanmo said gracefully, "Then I'll think about it. But when I want to use this promise, you can't back out, alright?"

His voice was so standard that if someone was listening from outside, they would be unable to imagine where and what his hands were currently doing.

"I agree."

When the hand in her skirt was removed, she exhaled in relief. This husband of hers was such a pervert.

But it seemed like she was enjoying this a bit too much. What did that make her?

As for the other hand, Li Chuanmo unhurriedly copped some more feels of the softness before helping her dress properly. When he finally released her, the way she flew back to her seat made him amused.

He didn't think life would ever be boring or gloomy with her around.

Now he only had to think about the best thing to ask her to do. Just imagining her face reddening to the color of cooked lobster made him smile widely.

When she saw that familiar grin, Pei Yueran covered her face with her hands.

It was over. She had been corrupted!

*****

Due to that not so small interlude, Pei Yueran's face remained red till they got back to the hospital.

Once again, Qiao Mingran and Gao Tinghua had arrived before them and were already waiting.

When they walked in, Qiao Mingran noticed Pei Yueran's red face. She wanted to ask what was wrong, but after seeing the couple exchanging secret glances, she immediately figured it out.

She smiled faintly with a faraway look in her eyes, as if remembering the time her marriage was also like this.

With his vast "experience", Gao Tinghua was able to guess a bit, and it made him feel very irritated. Of course, he could not say anything. Not only that, he had to pretend he didn't notice. It was his family that had something to lose after all.

It made him feel incredibly stifled.

Shortly after, they were called in and the results were presented very quickly.

Qiao Mingran was already convinced deep in her heart that this was her daughter, but reading the results that said sample A and B were 99.999999% identical and belonged to a pair of mother and child, she still could not hold back her tears. Even the explanation from the doctor was extraneous, especially since she was unable to listen.

Finally.

It took thirty-four years, but her daughter finally returned to her.

Her tears came in waves, and before long, she was sobbing. The handkerchief she was using became wet in seconds, making Gao Tinghua helpless.

Pei Yueran on the other hand, was confused. She didn't know what to feel at the moment. It was as if deep down, she didn't even think it would turn out to be true.

Now that it had been confirmed, what would she do? Had she suddenly gained a bunch of complicated relatives just like that?

She turned doe eyes on her husband, as if to ask, "Is this true? What do I do now?"

Li Chuanmo's heart tightened when he saw her looking so lost.

He hugged her shoulders gently as he murmured, "Don't worry, you have me."

*****

Little Theatre:

PYR: Chuan, I want to ask you a question: Why do you like my chest so much?

LCM: (Gives her a look) What is there not to love?

PYR: "..."

LCM: (begins to count on his fingers), Firstly, your twin peaks are very alluring. Secondly, each one is full and fits into my hand. Thirdly, they're as soft as clouds. Fourthly and most importantly, I can eat and drink till I'm full—

PYR: (covers his mouth) Enough!