The Rough Hunter's Little Lucky Wife

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Zhao Zhan’s eyes were filled with affection, and when he looked at Yue Jiaojiao, his gaze was so hungry that it was as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

“Teacher?”

When he spoke, he raised his tone, and his quivering hook had a hint of lust.

Yue Jiaojiao glanced at the back door guiltily.

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“Madam Qin is already experienced in our patterns. If we don’t call for her, she won’t come over.” Zhao Zhan hooked his arm around Yue Jiaojiao’s face and made her turn around. He pressed his forehead against hers. “You haven’t said whether you’re willing to teach me. Is it because I’m a slow student and that you don’t want to teach me?”

Yue Jiaojiao’s toes, which were hidden in her embroidered shoes, curled in. If she didn’t rely on her rationality to hold on to the armrest of the chair tightly, she was afraid that her entire body would have gone soft and fallen down.

“I’ll teach you.” When she opened her mouth, she felt that her voice was dry and hoarse. She carefully leaned back to try to make the atmosphere less ambiguous. “I’ll teach you when we return to the residence later.”

“Then I’ll take it as a promise.”

Before Yue Jiaojiao could even nod her head, Zhao Zhan had already lifted his neck and kissed her. It was soft and sweet.

His blood was boiling, and his hands moved to Yue Jiaojiao’s waist and suddenly tightened, holding her tightly in his arms.

Yue Jiaojiao was caught off guard and let out a low hmph as her arms were wrapped around his neck.

Zhao Zhan was clearly kneeling on the ground, but his aura was powerful. His strong and scorching aura wrapped Yue Jiaojiao tightly within it.

“Mama!”

Zhao Nian pulled open the curtain and happened to see Yue Jiaojiao pushing Zhao Zhan away in a hurry.

Zhao Zhan was pushed to the ground by her, his eyes looking at Yue Jiaojiao with an unsatisfied desire.

“Zhao Nian,” Yue Jiaojiao wanted to warn him, but she glared at Zhao Zhan coquettishly. Then, she looked at Zhao Nian and said in a gentle voice, “Come here.”

It was only then that Madam Qin appeared at the back door. When she saw that Yue Jiaojiao’s hair was slightly disheveled, the clothes on her chest were wrinkled, and that she was panting as she spoke, she hurriedly said, “Zhao Nian was being sneaky. I was distracted, and he managed to get in.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Nian ran in front of Zhao Zhan.

“Papa! Fight!”

He reached out his chubby little fist and smacked Zhao Zhan, then turned to look at Yue Jiaojiao and stretched out his hand. “Mama! Pain!”

This made the few people in the room laugh.

Zhao Zhan grabbed Zhao Nian and threw him up, then quickly caught him a few times. “Good thing you know how to protect your mother! Finally, your mother didn’t dote on you for nothing.”

Zhao Nian thought that Zhao Zhan was playing with him and was so amused that he giggled. Then, when he came down, he excitedly grabbed Zhao Zhan’s hair with both hands and said, “Papa! Play!”

“Hurry up and let go of your father’s hair. You can’t pull his hair.” Madam Qin knew that he was a child who didn’t know how to control his strength. She hurriedly came over to coax Zhao Nian and took him from Zhao Zhan’s arms. “You can’t do this in the future. You can’t fight your father and mother.”

“Mama!”

Zhao Nian looked at Yue Jiaojiao with his hands and feet on the ground, wanting to jump into her arms.

“Madam Qin, let me carry him.”

Yue Jiaojiao was still sitting on the chair, mainly because her legs had just gotten a little better. Her waist was still sore and she was feeling lazy so she didn’t want to move.

Zhao Nian sat on her lap, his chubby fingers poking the corner of Yue Jiaojiao’s lips.

“Mama, pain pain!”

Yue Jiaojiao’s face instantly flushed red as she hurriedly shifted Zhao Nian’s seat.

Madam Qin immediately took out a toy from his cart and gave it to him, trying to divert his attention.

“Mama!”

Zhao Nian was struggling.

She could not stay in the room any longer. Since Yue Jiaojiao had achieved her goal for coming here today, she carried Zhao Nian and stood up. “Let’s go home.”

Zhao Zhan, who was at the side, immediately took over the conversation. He scooped Zhao Nian up and placed him in the small cart. “Let’s go home. Mama needs to teach Papa how to make cakes.”

Zhao Nian clapped his hands together, completely forgetting about Yue Jiaojiao’s abnormal red lips.

“My lady, are you going to bake a cake today?”

Madam Qin didn’t know the hidden meaning behind Zhao Zhan’s words. “Doctor Sun was still making a fuss yesterday, saying that you taught Miss Li to make that troublesome bread all day long and didn’t even make a cake for him to try. Other than his medicinal herbs, all his thoughts are on food.”

Zhao Zhan was full of interest. “That’s great. Doctor Sun is in for a treat today.”

Under his gaze, Yue Jiaojiao kept feeling that if she didn’t make a cake, she wouldn’t be able to have a good time today.