Exiled!? Ha! I have An Infinite Space-Chapter 45 - 18+ 1

The rain started off small, but soon enough, it escalated, completely becoming something else.

"Here." I handed Fu Sheng one of the roof patches we had gotten earlier. He had climbed onto a stool to help him successfully patch the roof.

"Now it’s much better... ahahaha."

He shook his head as he slowly came down.

Our side was quite spacious. There was only one wooden bed, but we laid some blankets on the swept floor.

The weather outside was cold, but inside felt so warm.

I walked toward Master Fu, who was lying on the bed. He looked happier since his wound had been cleaned and bandaged properly.

Madame Fu was busy dressing the boys up as they wouldn’t stop playing around.

"Hey! Fu Jun, come here... sigh... stop that. Stop playing around."

They were quite full of energy today.

Just then, Fu Ji’s voice rang out.

"Sister-in-law, I am done cooking. Let’s share it."

She said as I nodded and immediately joined her.

We had cooked some potatoes together with some nice meat congee.

It smelled so good.

Soon we began distributing the food.

Fu Fei carefully filled the bowls, as first, we handed the food to Master Fu and Madame Fu.

"Eat while it’s still warm," I said softly.

Madame Fu smiled faintly as she accepted it, while Master Fu gave a small nod, "Thanks for the meal."

Next were Fu Tong and Fu Teng.

Those two didn’t bother pretending to be polite.

The moment the bowls reached their hands, they grabbed them like starving wolves.

"Slow down," Fu Fei muttered but neither of them listened.

Then came the little ones.

Fu Jun and Fu Jin sat close together on the blankets, their eyes bright the moment they saw the steaming bowls.

"Careful, it’s hot," Fu Fei warned.

They nodded quickly, though their excitement was obvious.

Finally...

Fu Sheng’s bowl.

Fu Fei turned toward him, but before she could hand it over, I stepped forward smoothly and took it from her hands.

"I’ll give it to him," I said casually.

Fu Fei blinked then smiled knowingly.

"Ohhh... alright."

Ignoring the faint amusement flickering across the room, I turned and walked toward Fu Sheng.

He was seated quietly near the wall, his thoughts seemed to be lost, but i brought him back to reality, the same reality I failed to go back to myself.

Without a word, I lowered myself beside him.

Then gently placed the bowl into his hands.

"Your meal, dear husband," I said lightly.

Fu Sheng looked at the bowl.

Then at me.

His brows lifted slightly.

"...Dear husband?"

I grinned.

"What? Should I take it back?"

He stared at me for a brief second longer, then without another word, he accepted the bowl.

...

It started to get late, and everyone began to feel sleepy. Trust me, there was a lot of drama coming from the other part of the small cabin, but what can I say... hahaha, it wasn’t exactly unexpected.

We turned off the candles as we prepared to sleep.

After many arguments, I finally convinced Madame Fu and Master Fu to lie on the bed while the rest of us slept on the floor.

The kids slept side by side with Fu Fei, while Fu Fong and Fu Teng slept together. In a small, quiet corner, Fu Sheng and I laid out our own blanket.

There was enough space for us to sleep apart from each other, but there was no way I would willingly stay far away from my handsome hubby. His eyes were closed as he crossed his hands and slept. I wasn’t sleepy... rather, you could say I was feeling something else.

The weather was cold, and the heavy sound of rain filled the air. Everywhere was dark, and there was a handsome man lying beside me. Even women in their menopause stage wouldn’t get so heated up in this situation.

In my past life, being an actress stopped me from doing a lot of things. Being in a relationship was something I only did when my manager or the industry wanted to spice things up in my life. Sex? Sigh... a word I had always heard but never engaged in. Trust me, I wasn’t innocent. I was an avid 18+ manhwa reader. Any hot novel on the internet, you name it, I was reading it. But never had I experienced any of it.

Now, I was a free soul. Not technically free, though, since I was in exile. Still, you could say my situation wasn’t any worse than being an actress.

Hmm... I didn’t know how long I stared at Fu Sheng, but soon his eyes suddenly opened, and I found him staring back at me. His black eyes were bright, and as they fell on me, I felt myself grow even hotter.

Those dark eyes, still heavy with sleep, yet sharp enough to make my heart stumble.

"...Why are you staring at me?"

His voice was low, slightly hoarse.

Ah.

That voice.

I smiled lazily, completely unashamed. "Can’t I look at my own husband?"

Fu Sheng’s brows twitched faintly.

Even in the darkness, I could see the subtle shift in his expression.

"...That’s not the issue."

"Oh?" I tilted my head, inching slightly closer on the blanket. "Then what is?"

For a brief second, he simply watched me.

The rain continued to pour outside, the steady sound filling the silence between us. The cold air of the cabin somehow felt unbearably warm.

"You’ve been restless," he finally said.

I blinked.

"Well... maybe I just can’t sleep."

"...Or maybe," he murmured, "you’re thinking too loudly."

I let out a soft laugh. "So you can read minds now?"

"No."

His gaze didn’t leave mine.

"But I can read you."

I leaned even closer, my voice dropping to a teasing whisper.

"And what exactly am I thinking, dear husband?"

He exhaled slowly.

"...You tell me."

I grinned.

"Mmm... maybe I’m thinking my husband looks too handsome even while sleeping."

"...Su Long."

"Mmm?"

"...Behave."

I laughed quietly, clearly having no intention of doing that.

"Why? Does it make you nervous?"

Fu Sheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

But instead of answering, he shifted, turning fully toward me.

The movement was small.

Yet suddenly, the space between us felt nonexistent.

The air changed.

And so did his voice, it became lower and thicker.

"...What do you want?"

There it was.

That question again. I stared at him for a second, then burst into a soft, amused smile.

"You really love asking me that."

"...Answer me."

It was as though I no longer had control of my body. I found myself wrapping my arms around him. As I leaned closer, our faces inches apart, the words slipped out before I could stop them.

"Maybe I want my husband to make me... feel good tonight."

Shit.

What the hell came over me?

I had spoken without thinking. I felt like digging a hole in the ground and hiding inside it.

I was already expecting Fu Sheng to shove me away, to say something cold and sharp, something more than enough to make me rethink my life and fall asleep in tears.

But after several long seconds...

I heard nothing.

Slowly, I opened my eyes to peek.

And found him still staring at me.

Maybe my words had truly stunned him.

"Um... well..." I tried to salvage the unbearably awkward situation, but before I could say anything else, he moved.

His hand slid to my waist.

Then, with a calmness that completely caught me off guard, he gently lowered me onto the blanket.

I was surprised.

But that was only the beginning of the mountain of surprises that fell on me that night. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Suddenly, I felt his cold hands on me. They slowly slipped beneath my outer robe, gently loosening it at my waist. When it finally fell open, his hand began to move across my stomach.

I was in utter shock, lying completely still, silently accepting the consequences of my reckless words.

His fingers traced slow, soothing patterns over my soft belly. The touch was so gentle, so unexpectedly tender, that I almost felt drowsy beneath it.

But then...

His hand moved upward.

Higher.

And higher.

Until it finally came to rest on something else.

Or rather... two things.

My breath caught instantly.

Those two sensitive mounds were already reacting to his touch, betraying me without mercy. I wasn’t even given the chance to think before I felt his fingers circle one hardened peak.

He teased it, rolled it lightly between his fingers, then gripped.

Each subtle motion sent heat rushing through my body.

Each touch made my mind blur further.

After what felt like an eternity of him shamelessly playing with my chest, I suddenly felt his hand drift downward again, gliding across my abdomen.

Like a reflex, I quickly grabbed his wrist, stopping him from going any further.

But Fu Sheng merely looked at me.

And this time...

His expression had darkened.

"You wanted this," he said quietly.

His voice was low and dangerously steady.

"And you will get it."

Before I could react, he effortlessly pulled his hand free, brushing mine aside.