Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress-Chapter 361 Scary Mr. Fang

Zhang Liling took several minutes in the bathroom before climbing out of the bathtub.

Humming to a popular pop song, she dressed herself in the bathrobe after wiping the droplets of water from her body with a clean towel.

Now in a better mood, she walked into the bedroom.

"You took a long time in there, were you only washing your body?" Fang Bingwen asked as he stood by the bedside and watched her walk toward him.

"Nope, I was also washing away my anger and frustration." Zhang Liling replied as her gaze moved form his face down to the clothes he lined up on the bed.

"What is this?" She asked, her brows knitting in a frown as she lifted the matching pyjamas from the bed.

She seemed to be in belief of the outfit he had brought out for her.

"Are you planning to sleep naked?" Mr. Fang asked indirectly answering her question.

"Are you trying to make fun of me?" Zhang Liling retorted while holding out to the pyjamas in front of him.

She was letting him compare his side to her smaller body frame to see if it would fit her.

Understanding the implication of her words, he was at a loss for words.

The night outfit he had picked for her, seemed unsuitable. But returning his gaze back to her face, he was about to ask if she would be going anywhere in the middle of the night.

It was just a sleeping sack to rest for the night in and nothing more. Did it have to fit her body frame before she can put them on?

But seeing her facial expression and the eyes glaring at him, his lips moved , but no words were able to come out.

Finally, he gave up. He didn't have the energy to deal with the grumpy side of her.

'I thought you washed away every form of mood swing from your body off?' He said to himself.

"I'm sorry for my negligence," he quickly apologized and suggested, "Why don't you go to the closet and see if there is any clothe you would prefer?"

Glaring at him one more time, Zhang Liling took the clothes and went away.

A long sigh escaped from Mr. Fang's lips as his gaze followed her till she disappeared from his sight.

"What a grumpy little woman." He said to himself before walking toward the inner room.

Walking into his closet, he ignored the woman rampaging through his closet and proceeded to take off his shirt.

Backing her, he took his belt off, not knowing that Zhang Liling was not even interested to look at him.

Her mind was on finding a suitable clothe of his to sleep in.

Taking off his socks, Fang Bingwen opened the white door in front of him and entered the bathroom without any hitch.

A few moments later, he emerged from the bathroom band went in straight into his walk-in closet. Going to the area his night wears were placed, he took one out from the clothe hanger and put it on before going into the room.

Stepping into the room, he saw an incredible sight.

Zhang Liling was sitting on the bed pressing her phone while in his white packet shirt. Half of her laps were left on display.

'Was this the reason she made a fuss?' He wondered as he came to stop in front of her. His facial expression, revealing the surprise on his face.

"Are you comfortable?" He inquired.

How much he so badly wanted to complain about the length of the shirt she was putting on.

Did she think he was a saint? Didn't she know that he was a man whose senses and hormones were still working?

She really was too ignorant for him to teach a lesson.

But instead is scolding her, he decided to ask that question because of her bad mood swings. He wouldn't want to butt heads with her given the current situation.

It was left for him to make peace and for them to retire to bed without any grudges in their heart.

"Yes, at least this is better than those over-sizes pyjamas you brought for me earlier," Zhang Liling replied, finally taking her eyes off her phone. f𝔯ee𝘸𝘦𝚋𝒏oѵ𝐞l.c𝒐𝓂

"Mmhmmm..." Fang Bingwen nodded as he watched her go and keep her phone in the nightstand.

"I'm not wearing anything underneath," he heard her say a moment before she slipped into the sheets.

"Why?!" He asked frantically.

Was it not enough that she had to wear a short clothe that showed her off her fair thighs when they were spending the night in the same bed?

Now, she had the courage not to wear anything underneath and she even had to make matters worse by telling him about it like it was not a big deal. e to realize that I've been starving you, today, let me feed you so you can keep quiet in satisfaction."

Saying that, he pretended to pull the trousers on his waist down to see what Zhang Liling would do and truly, she didn't disappoint.

Thinking that he was about to let his little monster out, Zhang Liling's palms immediately flew to her face as she instinctively clasped her thighs together.

"Ah!" she screamed once again.

Watching her survival antics, a long sigh escaped from his lungs as he slowly released her legs.

"I thought you were craving sex so badly. Look at you running away when I was going to change my mind and give you what you wanted."

Realizing that her legs were free and that he was no longer trying to go on with his actions, Zhang Liling quickly moved her hands from her face and got into a kneeling position after she shifted far away from him.

"Mr. Fang, you're scary." She confessed.

Was he actually going to do it?

"If it's now you are realizing it, then you must have forgotten what it was like to be my student."

He was reminding her of how strict and mean he used to be back then when he was still her professor at college.

"It's different."

Ignoring her protests, he sat on the bed and threatened with his eyes on her. "If you are going to sleep without anything underneath, you better not come close to me in the middle of the night because it would be easy for me to go down with you."

"Mr. Fang, you're so mean." She said as she watched him lay his back down on the bed and rest his head on the pillow.

"Thank you," Fang Bingwen replied and allowed his lashes to flutter close. But in the next minute, he heard her explain.

"I don't want to put on anything because I'm going to get wet. I don't want to be uncomfortable wearing anything right."

Immediately, his eyes flew open. Tilting his head to his left, he met her gaze.

"Then you are going to stain either the shirt or the sheets. Which one is better?"