bioinnovel Chapter 31 is over! The Queen has turned into an octopus!
Chapter 31 is over! The Queen has turned into an octopus!
The rain stopped.
The first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the clouds and slanted into the master bedroom, casting a bright, warm yellow hue on the expensive carpet.
Zhang Yan's biological clock has always been punctual.
My eyelids twitched, and my consciousness awoke from a deep sleep.
He tried to turn over, but found himself entangled in something and unable to move.
The first thing you feel is the weight pressing on your waist and abdomen; it's warm, soft, and surprisingly elastic.
Then came the feeling of pressure on his chest, as if something was pressing tightly against his back.
Finally, there were warm, moist breaths on my neck, tickling me like the whiskers of a small animal.
Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes.
He didn't move, but stiffly rolled his eyes, glancing to his side out of the corner of his eye.
A long, slender, fair leg lay across his body without him noticing, the hem of her silk nightgown squeezed up to her thigh, revealing a breathtaking view.
The hand that had hooked his little finger last night was now wrapped around his waist domineeringly, the whole person like a large koala, clinging to him tightly from behind like an octopus.
That face, which usually captivated everyone, was now peacefully pressed against his back, her long eyelashes fluttering occasionally, her red lips slightly parted, sleeping soundly.
Zhang Yan: "..."
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.
Memories of last night are flooding back.
Thunder, trembling, an embrace, and that little finger that reached out to hook its crook.
This woman is an insatiable queen when she is awake, but becomes an insecure and clingy person when she is asleep.
[Ding! Host detected in a highly tempting environment; willpower assessment in progress...]
[Judgment successful! Reward: +10 to the "Remain Unmoved by a Woman's Embrace" talent proficiency!]
The cold, mechanical voice in my mind became the only solace at that moment.
Zhang Yan cautiously began his "escape" operation.
He first reached out and gently supported Nie Qingcheng's leg that was pressing down on him.
The skin was smooth and warm to the touch, which made his fingertips feel a little numb.
He held his breath and gently moved the leg off him and onto the mattress.
Step one, successful.
Next are the arms wrapped around the waist.
He tried to pry her fingers apart one by one, but the woman seemed to sense something in her sleep, and instead tightened her arms, letting out a dissatisfied whimper.
Zhang Yan paused, no longer daring to make any rash moves.
He listened intently, and only after confirming that the other person's breathing had returned to a steady and long rhythm did he change his strategy.
He stopped trying to untie her arms and instead moved his whole body out of her arms very slowly, inch by inch, like an eel.
He was more focused throughout the entire process than when he was performing a delicate surgical operation.
Five minutes later.
When Zhang Yan finally managed to escape from the "octopus's" embrace and stood by the bed, a thin layer of sweat had already seeped from his forehead.
He glanced down at the woman sleeping sprawled out on the bed, her nightgown askew and the blanket kicked to one side, her sleeping posture utterly unladylike.
He shook his head, bent down, and gently pulled the blanket over her, covering her completely.
After doing all this, he turned around and quietly left the bedroom.
……
Nie Qingcheng was awakened by a rich fragrance.
The aroma was strong yet not pungent, carrying the warmth and abundance unique to food, subtly penetrating her nostrils and whetting her appetite.
She opened her eyes, her vision still a little blurry.
The space beside him was empty.
The warmth that lingered in my palm had dissipated, leaving only a cold, wrinkled area.
A strange emptiness filled my heart.
An indescribable sense of loss surged up like a tide.
he's gone?
They just left like that?
He was still holding me last night, and as soon as it was light this morning...
Nie Qingcheng bit her lower lip, and a hint of grievance and anger appeared in her fox-like eyes that had just woken up.
Just then, the aroma of food from downstairs became even clearer and more distinct.
It was a complex flavor that blended the sweetness of rice porridge, the saltiness of seafood, and the aroma of steamed wheat from pastries.
Nie Qingcheng's nose twitched.
The disappointment and grievance were instantly replaced by another, stronger emotion.
It is satisfactory.
There was also something she herself hadn't noticed, something called "happiness."
She threw off the covers, not even bothering to put on slippers, and ran barefoot out of the bedroom.
In the open kitchen on the first floor.
Morning light streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the entire space in a soft golden hue.
Zhang Yan, wearing a simple white T-shirt and an apron tied around his neck, was standing in front of the stove, intently watching a pot of porridge bubbling away.
Beside him, several bamboo steamers were stacked together, emitting wisps of white smoke.
The air was filled with an irresistible aroma.
Crystal shrimp dumplings, crab roe siu mai, black bean sauce chicken feet, and a freshly baked, golden and crispy lava bun.
A sumptuous Cantonese morning tea meal comparable to that of a five-star hotel.
Nie Qingcheng stopped at the top of the stairs.
She watched the figure bustling about in the morning light and the aroma of cooking, and noticed the smooth lines of his forearm beneath his rolled-up sleeves.
My heart felt as if it were being gently grasped by a warm hand.
She moved with light steps, like a cat quietly approaching its prey.
One step, two steps.
Until I walked up behind him.
Zhang Yan seemed completely focused on controlling the heat of the porridge and was oblivious to what was happening.
Nie Qingcheng stretched out her arms and gently wrapped them around his waist from behind.
My cheek pressed against his warm and firm back.
In that instant, the sense of security she felt amidst the thunder the night before enveloped her once again.
Zhang Yan's body visibly stiffened for a moment.
He was about to speak.
"Good morning."
Nie Qingcheng rested her chin on his shoulder, turned her face to the side, and her warm breath brushed against his ear. Her voice was hoarse from just waking up and had a hint of lazy laughter.
"My little cook."
Zhang Yan's hand holding the bowl of porridge trembled slightly.
Just as the room was filled with warmth and the atmosphere was so ambiguous it was almost dripping with affection.
"Ding-dong—"
The doorbell rang abruptly.
Immediately afterward, without waiting for anyone's response, the keypad lock on the door beeped softly, and the door was opened from the outside.
Chief Secretary Linda, wearing high heels and carrying a stack of documents that urgently needed her signature, rushed in.
"Mr. Nie, this performance-based agreement with North America..."
Linda's words came to an abrupt halt when she saw what was happening in the kitchen.
Her footsteps were firmly planted on the entryway floor.
in view.
Her boss, who always presented an icy demeanor and treated men as nothing, was now wearing an incredibly sexy silk nightgown, embracing the boy named Zhang Yan affectionately from behind like a koala.
And that boy was still wearing an apron!
Sunshine, kitchen, apron, breakfast, and... a hug from behind.
This scene was so heartwarming... it made even an outsider like her feel uncomfortable looking at it!
Linda stared wide-eyed, nearly dropping the multi-million dollar betting agreement in her hand.
Her brain froze for three seconds, then started working frantically.
Should I immediately turn around and pretend I didn't see anything?
Or should I cover my eyes and shout "I'm blind"?
Or... just kneel down and shout "Good morning, son-in-law"?
It’s over.
Seeing this unknown side of my boss, I hope I won't be silenced?