Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!
Chapter 289 - 298, look how scared you are, as if I’m going to do something to you.

Chapter 289: 298, look how scared you are, as if I’m going to do something to you.

With one remark from Shen Yufeng, Sang Yunong’s face instantly turned red, then white, and then red again.

Old Madam Shen coughed, "You child, even joking should have its limits, right?"

After scolding Shen Yufeng, Old Madam Shen said to Sang Yunong, "Yunong, don’t take it to heart. The fish today truly is fresh. If you like it, feel free to have more!"

"Alright, Grandma!"

With Old Master Shen and Old Madam Shen present, she couldn’t say much more, she could only silently sulk.

That piece of fish just awkwardly lay on the plate, untouched by Shen Yufeng until the end of dinner.

Finally, dinner was over. An Xiaoyu helped clean up a bit, while Sang Yunong sat on the sofa, chatting with Old Madam Shen sporadically.

Actually, it was already getting late, but Sang Yunong... showed no signs of leaving.

As she talked to Old Madam Shen, her gaze fell upon Shen Yufeng, but he was slowly flipping through a newspaper, completely ignoring her intention.

At this moment, An Xiaoyu brought over a plate of cut fruit and placed it on the coffee table.

Shen Yufeng folded the newspaper and smiled, "Come, sit next to me!"

Saying this, he patted the sofa beside him. An Xiaoyu smiled, "I’ll go wash my hands first!"

She had accidentally touched the fuzz of the kiwi while helping to cut the fruits. Despite having washed once, her hand still felt itchy, possibly because of an allergy.

Having said that, An Xiaoyu turned and went to the restroom. But just as she squeezed out the hand soap and turned on the faucet, she heard footsteps approaching and following her into the restroom. Then, click—the door was locked from the inside.

An Xiaoyu’s heart skipped a beat—could it be anyone but Shen Yufeng?

She quickly turned around, and indeed saw Shen Yufeng standing behind her.

This man never abides by the conventional rules. Now, even washing her hands required the door to be locked...

"Why did you lock the door?"

She asked, then quickly rinsed the foam off her hands. Just as she turned around, his tall figure had unexpectedly closed in on her.

An Xiaoyu turned around in a hurry, "Hey, you..."

But at that moment, Shen Yufeng was already close, forcing her to lean against the sink at an angle.

An Xiaoyu’s face was flushed, her clear, contrasting eyes met Shen Yufeng’s deep and teasing ones, and she couldn’t help but feel a mix of shyness and annoyance.

Her hands were still wet, she wanted to push him away but didn’t want to wet his clothes; she wanted to dodge but couldn’t escape, so she could only lean back to avoid his burning breath.

"Shen Yufeng, stop fooling around. There are guests in the living room!"

Goodness, they both had entered the restroom one after the other and even locked the door—it was simply...

Shen Yufeng leaned in closer, looking at An Xiaoyu, her face beet red. He then suddenly lowered his head, his hot breath swept over her cheek and the base of her neck as he chuckled, "Look how scared you are, as if I was going to do something to you."

An Xiaoyu’s face turned even redder with his teasing.

But now, the two of them... this posture, and also being so close to each other, it was extremely intimate indeed!

"Since you’re not doing anything, then hurry up and get off me!" An Xiaoyu glared at him, saying annoyedly.

Shen Yufeng raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so if I don’t do anything, would you be disappointed?"

In that instant, An Xiaoyu’s face turned red again.

This man really was full of mischief, was he that empty and lonely if he wasn’t teasing her?

Shen Yufeng smiled again, "Since that’s the case, let’s just do something we’re supposed to do!"