Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2506: Chapter 310

"Ye Zhan, these..."

Momo’s gaze on Ye Zhan was filled with an indescribable strangeness.

She had always thought he was a proper gentleman.

She never imagined he’d actually keep that kind of thing in his drawer at home.

Watching the change in Momo’s expression, Ye Zhan’s eyes darkened as he took a step forward.

Momo instinctively took a step back.

"These aren’t mine, they’re Jinchen’s."

Ye Zhan let out a soft sigh, his voice low and helpless.

"Tang Jinchen’s?"

Surprise flashed in Momo’s eyes. She frowned and stared at him.

"You thought they were mine?"

Ye Zhan’s deep eyes narrowed halfway, and every word that slipped from his thin lips was exactly what she’d been guessing in her heart.

Momo’s expression shifted slightly, her clear eyes flickering.

"Why would Tang Jinchen’s stuff be at your place?"

Momo pressed her lips together and asked stiffly.

That was what she’d just been thinking, and she’d been leaning toward the latter—after all, he was a normal, hot-blooded man; having physical needs was perfectly normal.

Ye Zhan lowered his gaze to the discs still sitting in the open drawer and explained in a low voice, "He left them here that day and forgot to take them."

"..."

"What do you want to watch on TV?"

Ye Zhan reached out, took the remote from Momo’s hand, and asked with a faint curl to his lips.

Momo’s face looked a bit unnatural, because of everything she’d just been thinking. She watched him turn on the TV and sit gracefully down on the sofa, eyes fixed on the LCD screen as if he were seriously picking a channel for her.

Apologizing to him or anything like that was impossible, she thought to herself.

Who told him to keep that kind of thing at home? Anyone would overthink it.

"Ye Zhan, what are you doing with that?"

Catching sight of Ye Zhan taking the discs out of the drawer, Momo’s face changed slightly as she asked.

Ye Zhan looked up at her lightly knitted brows and said with total seriousness, "You don’t know what to watch, so let’s watch this."

"No, I’ll change the channel myself."

As Momo spoke, she bent down to grab the remote he’d left on the sofa.

She didn’t expect that, just as she reached for it, Ye Zhan tossed the disc aside and, in the same motion, his long, strong hand closed around her wrist.

The hand she’d instinctively used to struggle brushed against his right arm, and suddenly her mind cleared a little. She remembered that arm was injured, and her body went stiff again, not daring to move.

"Mm, I don’t like watching that kind of thing, and I like it even less when you do."

Momo’s small face flushed crimson, her slightly hazy eyes reflecting his handsome features.

He held a gentle, seductive smile at the corner of his mouth, his striking features enough to hook a soul right out of its body.

"Don’t be like this."

Momo wanted to get up and move away from his breath.

But she was afraid of bumping into the wound on his arm.

Though Ye Zhan was reluctant, he still let her go.

He was afraid that if he pushed too far and scared her into avoiding him in the future, that would be bad.

As soon as Momo was free, she immediately put some distance between them.

She untied the apron from around her waist and said stiffly, "I’m going home. If you want to eat the dishes, you can stir-fry them yourself later."

"Momo."

Without thinking, Ye Zhan stood up and grabbed the hand that was undoing her apron.

His deep eyes locked onto her gaze. "You’re mad about me kissing you, so you’re going to stop caring about me?"

"We’ve already broken up."

Momo stated the fact with Indifference.

She felt that maybe she really had been in the wrong, that she shouldn’t have softened and come over to cook for him. In this kind of setting, a man and a woman alone together, it was naturally easy for things to get ambiguous.

Thinking of this, the flush on her face faded. She tugged hard, trying to pull her hand out of his grip, and suddenly realized he was holding her with his injured hand.

Her little face changed instantly, and the words that came out were tinged with anger. "Ye Zhan, let go."

"I won’t. If you’re going to stop caring about me, then just keep struggling. This arm is already injured—if you want to ruin it completely, it’d be very easy."

Ye Zhan stubbornly held onto her, a few shades of gloom and dominance between his handsome brows, along with a hint of shamelessness.

Momo stared at him in disbelief, her feelings indescribably complicated.

She couldn’t bring herself to ignore his injury and hurt him.

He knew that, and that was why he said something like this.

"Momo, if this arm can’t be used to hold you... then there’s no point keeping it. As long as you destroy it, I, Ye Zhan, will never bother you again. How about that?"

"..."

A sharp ache suddenly shot through Momo’s heart.

She looked at the big hand clamped around hers, then at the bandaged wound on his arm. The scene of seeing him injured flashed before her eyes.

She pressed her lips together tightly and lifted her gaze to meet his dark, penetrating eyes. Before she could speak, she heard him say, enunciating each word, "You promised you’d take care of me until I recovered."

What he meant was, if she really crippled his arm, even if he didn’t come after her, she’d still have to take care of him.

Which would basically mean for life.

She suddenly smiled.

"Ye Zhan, someone as outstanding as you could have any woman you wanted. Why make things hard for me, your ex-girlfriend?"

Ye Zhan’s lips curved, a sensual smile laced with teasing spreading across his face. His gaze on her grew deep and lingering. "Who knows? There are so many women in the world, and I don’t like any of them—I only like you."

"And there are so many men in the world that you don’t like either. You only like me, Ye Zhan, don’t you?"

"Of course not."

"Then tell me, who do you like now?"

"..."

He lowered his head, and Bo Yi’s moist, thin lips landed on her forehead. Threads of warm breath flowed into every pore of her body, making her freeze completely.

"Right now, I don’t like anyone."

"If you don’t like anyone else, that means you still like me. Since you like me, why won’t you accept me..."

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[I’ve been enduring this cold for three days. Today I finally took some medicine and slept in a daze all day. Crawled up and forced myself to update one Chapter. Goodnight, babies.]

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