Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law

Jiang Feng entered the kitchen and closed the door, finally feeling a bit relieved from the awkwardness.

Inside, Nangong Qingcheng was startled to see him, not expecting Jiang Feng to suddenly come in! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Jiang Feng, when did you get back?"

Nangong Qingcheng, holding a kitchen knife absent-mindedly, asked.

"Just now."

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, pretending to be calm.

"Cooking for so many people all by yourself, isn’t it tiring?"

Jiang Feng looked at Nangong Qingcheng in that state and couldn’t help but feel a bit distressed.

He knew that whenever he wasn’t home, the role of chef naturally fell to Nangong Qingcheng.

Even though she was willing, it still had to be tiring!

Seeing Jiang Feng approaching her, Nangong Qingcheng suddenly felt a bit "nervous."

Every time the two of them were alone in the kitchen, Jiang Feng would do "mischievous" things, finding various ways to "tease" her, and it left a "shadow" on her...

"It’s fine, just cooking a few dishes, not too many."

Nangong Qingcheng’s eyes dodged: "Did you finish dealing with everything?"

"Yeah."

Jiang Feng reached out and took the kitchen knife from Nangong Qingcheng’s hand: "Let me do it, you just wash the vegetables."

"Oh..."

Nangong Qingcheng obediently responded and let Jiang Feng take over, turning to wash the vegetables.

"How have things been with your cousin these days? Has the funeral happened yet?" Jiang Feng deliberately asked.

"Not yet, my second uncle and aunt are almost going crazy; instead of hurrying to arrange Nangong Yan’s funeral, they’re busy looking for lawyers to fight a lawsuit with the truck company. And Jin Shixiang’s parents are also fighting with my second uncle and aunt; it’s all very troublesome."

Nangong Qingcheng said with displeasure: "In any case, I’m not dealing with their family matters anymore. Whatever they do is up to them, especially since they blame you for Nangong Yan’s car accident; it’s too much!"

Seeing Nangong Qingcheng’s angry and indignant look when talking about it, Jiang Feng sincerely smiled.

He never expected Nangong Qingcheng to have developed such a strong grudge against the Nangong Jinming couple in order to defend him, which made him feel even more guilty and self-reproachful.

At once, Jiang Feng stopped chopping vegetables and took a deep look at his charming and lovely wife.

Coincidentally, Nangong Qingcheng turned her head in tacit understanding, looking toward Jiang Feng as well.

Their eyes met, and then Nangong Qingcheng quickly lowered her head, a captivating blush spreading across her fair cheeks, making her seem a bit flustered as she continued washing the vegetables.

The intention to protect in Jiang Feng’s heart increased greatly. He set down the kitchen knife, moved behind Nangong Qingcheng, and wrapped her soft body in his arms.

"Ah..."

Nangong Qingcheng’s body stiffened, knowing Jiang Feng was being naughty again. She quickly wriggled and coquettishly said: "Jiang Feng, let go of me, what are you doing? Fei’er and the others are outside!"

"Don’t worry, they won’t come in!" Jiang Feng said tenderly, hugging Nangong Qingcheng, smirking as he pressed closer.

"What if they do?" Nangong Qingcheng still instinctively struggled slightly, the blush on her cheeks spreading down to her neck.

"There’s no ’what if’!"

Jiang Feng certainly wouldn’t tell Nangong Qingcheng he had locked the door. Looking at her hesitant and shy demeanor, he laughed: "Are you so afraid of them coming in because when they’re not here, I can hug you any time I want?"

"In your dreams! You... let go, like this I can’t wash the vegetables..."

Nangong Qingcheng struggled slightly but was reluctant to really push Jiang Feng away, because she found that facing Jiang Feng, she was truly losing her resistance.

In other words, she enjoyed Jiang Feng’s "over-the-top" actions a bit... this made her feel quite spineless!

"Then wash them later!"

Jiang Feng smoothly took the vegetables from Nangong Qingcheng’s hand, placed them aside, then turned her body toward himself.

Nangong Qingcheng’s slender waist was just against the sink, and Jiang Feng pressed his body entirely against Nangong Qingcheng’s.

"Jiang Feng, you... don’t..." Nangong Qingcheng’s cheeks were completely flushed, her tender body tensing bit by bit, both shy and expecting.

"We’ve been married for a while, why are you so afraid of me?" Jiang Feng chuckled softly, giving Nangong Qingcheng’s nose a playful tweak.

"Who’s been married for a while with you? Don’t flatter yourself!" Nangong Qingcheng glared at Jiang Feng!

"Denying it? Little beauty, you’ll never be able to escape from my grasp in this lifetime!"

Jiang Feng jokingly put on a serious face, speaking with interest.

"Pfft!"

Seeing Jiang Feng’s serious demeanor, Nangong Qingcheng couldn’t help but laugh, saying playfully: "Where did you learn to be so unserious? Is this something you tried on other girls outside and are now using on me?"

"How could that be, this trick only works on you!"

Jiang Feng laughed, his fingers brushing over Nangong Qingcheng’s lips, bringing a moist warmth, and then following the curve of her slender neck, continuing downward...

"Jiang Feng, stop it, don’t..."

Nangong Qingcheng was a bit anxious, tightly holding her neckline, while cautiously glancing at the door, afraid someone might actually come in.

"Qingcheng, did you miss me while I was away for a few days?" Jiang Feng’s voice was magnetic, with no intention of letting go, his mischievous grin widening, as his fingers continued to slide down.

"Jiang Feng, you really shouldn’t—"

Jiang Feng couldn’t withstand Nangong Qingcheng’s bashful and apprehensive captivating look.

Especially since, these past few days, he had been aggravated by Situ Yan, he was already somewhat fuming. Only when facing Nangong Qingcheng could he truly feel at ease, without any apprehensions.

Jiang Feng was unceremonious, directly bringing his lips deeply to Nangong Qingcheng’s.

Nangong Qingcheng was caught off guard, her eyes opened wide, hands and feet at a loss...

Soon after, she began to instinctively respond...