Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 32 Grandma Suddenly Attacks

For a long while, Mi Jing didn’t sense any movement from Shen Lingxing. Letting out a deep breath, she felt her heart calm down, her tense body relaxing. So, she resumed planning her grand scheme without realizing that her sleeplessness was also keeping Shen Lingxing awake.

After a brief shout, Mi Jing finally lay still, not moving an inch. Shen Lingxing thought she would behave herself and sleep quietly, so he didn’t say anything more. But it didn’t last long. After about ten minutes of quiet, she started tossing and turning again.

Enough was enough—there was no need to endure it any longer!

Shen Lingxing extended his long arm and pulled Mi Jing into his embrace, deliberately leaning into her ear and saying, "Honey, if you can’t sleep, we could do something else instead. What do you think?"

The hot breath and sexy tone fell on Mi Jing’s ear, the sudden intimacy making her heart panic and race. Instinctively, she wanted to escape.

"I can sleep... really, I’m just tired. Please let me go, so we can sleep separately." Mi Jing’s mouth quivered with nervousness. She reached out a hand to push against Shen Lingxing’s firm chest, trying her best to maintain some distance while pleading in a gentle tone.

Shen Lingxing’s hands were encircling Mi Jing’s waist, and he could feel her body stiffen from nervousness. But instead of releasing her, he tightened his grip, holding her closer as he asked, "Sure you won’t toss and turn again?"

"No, no, I promise I’ll lie still like a corpse!" Mi Jing was really afraid Shen Lingxing would get any ideas, so she didn’t hesitate a bit to hurriedly promise.

A corpse?

Shen Lingxing chuckled lightly, his eyes glittering in the dark. To Mi Jing, they looked quite like the dangerous eyes of a wolf.

"You... you better not do anything! You said you’d give me time, and there’s the prenuptial agreement... mm..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Lingxing’s lips covered hers. Their lips pressed tightly together, the warm temperature and the smooth, soft texture made Mi Jing’s eyes widen in shock. In her panic, she debated whether to surrender or kick Shen Lingxing off the bed.

If she surrendered, she would be a thousand times unwilling. But if she kicked Shen Lingxing off the bed, would he accuse her of domestic violence? Offending him would surely make her life here difficult in the future, right?

While Mi Jing was caught in her dilemma, a sharp pain suddenly came from her lips. Only then did she realize Shen Lingxing didn’t deepen the kiss but had bitten her lip instead.

Geez, is he a dog? It really hurts when he bites!

It didn’t matter if Shen Lingxing could see it or not, Mi Jing shot him a glare in the dark. Unable to speak with her mouth covered, she could only curse him silently in her heart. frёeωebɳovel.com

"Put away your little schemes and sleep quietly!" Shen Lingxing’s lips left Mi Jing’s, his tone carrying a warning.

Big brother, how can I possibly sleep quietly when you’re holding me?

Although Mi Jing realized she was disturbing Shen Lingxing’s sleep, she felt no guilt at all because she believed Shen Lingxing was retaliating against her.

"Um, I need to use the bathroom. Can you let me go?" Mi Jing asked in a last-ditch effort.

Shen Lingxing didn’t say anything but slowly released her from his arms.

Finally free, Mi Jing was overjoyed! Almost tumbling off the bed, she rushed to the bathroom in a hurry.

Watching Mi Jing’s frantic escape, Shen Lingxing couldn’t help but grin, finding it quite entertaining to tease her.

With a thud, the bathroom door closed, and Mi Jing’s figure vanished from Shen Lingxing’s sight. Shen Lingxing propped himself up and grabbed the remote on the bedside table, turning on the heater in the room.

Actually, the early winter night wasn’t that cold. Under the quilt, it was already warm enough. But knowing Mi Jing well, Shen Lingxing realized she wouldn’t return to the bed tonight. By turning on the heater, she’d stay warm even if she slept on the sofa.

"Ahem... I don’t feel tired anymore. You go ahead and sleep; I’ll go downstairs to watch TV."

Mi Jing washed her hands and came out of the bathroom, walked quickly to a spot about two meters away from the bed before stopping. She then cleared her throat and called out to Shen Lingxing who was lying in bed, and then hurried downstairs.

Thump, thump...

Hearing the hurried footsteps going downstairs, Shen Lingxing turned over to lie flat, closing his eyes and ignoring Mi Jing. He had a big surgery tomorrow and needed to be well-rested. As a doctor, being responsible for his patients was the most basic professional conduct. He always made thorough preparations before every surgery.

Downstairs, Mi Jing looked back towards the second floor. Seeing the dim light and no movement upstairs, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching TV was just an excuse. After that kiss earlier, she hadn’t calmed down from her nervousness. Also, as an adult with common sense, she had a sense of danger and self-preservation. Even if Shen Lingxing was a gentleman, he was still a man. And as a normal mature man, he would have physical desires and needs. So, in Mi Jing’s view, continuing to sleep beside Shen Lingxing was like a sheep entering a tiger’s den!

She wasn’t stupid or foolish, nor was she mentally prepared. If she could escape, she would, and if she could hide, she would.

There were two guest rooms on the first floor, both with beds, but none of the beds were made up. It was the middle of the night, and Mi Jing didn’t want to bother, so she grabbed a silk duvet from one of the guest rooms and decided to sleep on the sofa for the night.

Ding dong... ding dong...

Mi Jing was woken up by the loud, annoying doorbell, she opened her sleepy eyes, dazed for a second or two before turning to look outside the window.

The sky was already bright, and warm sunlight was streaming in. It looked like another beautiful morning.

Ding dong—

The doorbell continued to ring, unsettling Mi Jing and making her chest tight with frustration. Annoyed, she turned over, but the next moment, she rolled off the sofa, falling flat onto the duvet on the floor.

"Who on earth is it?"

Mi Jing grumbled impatiently as she got up, picking up the duvet and tossing it back onto the sofa. With her hair all messy, she grudgingly went to open the door.

When she opened it, an elderly lady with silver hair stood before her. The old lady was dressed elegantly, exhibiting an air of nobility, and a slightly plump middle-aged woman followed behind her. It was clear at a glance that she was someone of high status.

"Hello, granddaughter-in-law! I hope I didn’t wake you up coming over so early?"

The old lady took a step forward, warmly grasping Mi Jing’s arm with a big smile.

Granddaughter-in-law?

Mi Jing’s early morning grumpiness instantly vanished. Upon discovering that the old lady was Shen Lingxing’s grandmother, Mi Jing grew slightly anxious, her nerves tensing up as she forced a somewhat stiff smile and said, "No, no, Grandma, please come in and have a seat."