His Eccentric Wife - Chapter 20 One Of Her Rights

Oh.My.God! 1000+ Power stones on my Novel and a power ranking between the 40-45 range! Are my eyes deceiving me?!

I clearly remember that there was a time when the situation was reverse 😛 I used to have 40 power stones and a power rank close to 1000, hehehe…this feels soooo good! I am so much happy that words cannot describe the way I am feeling now.

Thank you to all those who voted for the story, thank you to all who read the story and comment and added it to their library! Thank you to the silent readers as well. Thank you, everybody, for giving so much love and appreciation for my novel.

Now, let’s move on to the next chapter. I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as you did the other. By the way, shall I post one chapter today or two? 😛

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Xin Qian and Wang Yong were sitting at the dining table, enjoying their favourite pizzas but it wasn’t the taste of it in which they were lost. They were sitting opposite to each other as they ate but their main focus was each other’s mouth instead of the pizza. Memories of the hot and passionate kisses that they had shared and the movement of their mouths as they chewed the pizza were making them feel frustrated and quite uncomfortable.

It was getting hard to breathe by each passing second. Xin Qian closed the pizza box, “I don’t think that I can eat more.” she said and stood up to put the box in the refrigerator.

Wang Yong coughed slightly and said, “Ah, I am done as well. And I am feeling really tired.” he let out a forced smile as he moved away.

Xin Qian picked up the leftover pizza and placed it in the refrigerator as well, “Would you like to have some coffee?” she asked.

“Hhmm, yeah.”

This was certainly becoming more and more awkward by every passing second. One moment they were kissing each other with hunger and the next they were feeling it hard to talk to each other. Was this even normal?

While Xin Qian prepared coffee for both of them, Wang Yong went inside the bedroom. He switched on his laptop and began to search useless things on the internet just to distract his mind. He downloaded a few wallpapers and changed the theme of his browser.

Fortunately, Xin Qian came carrying a tray holding two coffee mugs. She placed the tray on the side table and picked up a mug to give it to Wang Yong but she lost her footing and accidentally spilt the hot coffee on Wang Yong.

“Ahh!” Wang Yong winced in pain and Xin Qian ran inside the attached bathroom to fetch a wet towel. While Wang Yong removed the shirt he was wearing, Xin Qian began to wipe his naked chest using the wet towel. “I am so sorry! Ah! Is it paining a lot?” she asked, her eyes tearing up as she continued to chant ‘I am sorry’ like a mantra.

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt much.” Wang Yong said but Xin Qian wasn’t going to believe it. His skin had turned red. She picked up the Aloe Vera gel from the dressing table and began to apply the cool and soothing natural antiseptic gel over Wang Yong’s scalded skin.

“Is it still hurting?” she asked softly, without looking up at his face.

Wang Yong stayed silent. He just couldn’t speak because he was too lost in the tingling sensation caused by Xin Qian’s hands on his naked skin. He shouldn’t feel this way, the situation wasn’t right plus Xin Qian was worried for him and totally not in the mood. But how could he possibly deal with that kind of feelings that he had never felt before, never experienced before? How?

“Are you okay?” Xin Qian asked again. When he didn’t reply, she raised her head only to find him looking at her with the same glint in his eyes that he had before he had kissed her. It was as if he was undressing her with his eyes. A shiver ran up her spine and her breath hitched as Wang Yong placed his hand over hers which was on his chest.

He took her hand and placed it over the skin where his heart lied. “Can you feel it?” his voice had turned husky, “This is what you are doing to me. Feel how fast my heart is beating?” he pulled Xin Qian over him.

He was about to lean in to steal just another kiss but was interrupted by the sound of Wang Yong’s cell phone ringing. He groaned and dropped his head on her shoulder while she hid her face in the crook of his neck. “Can’t a man kiss his wife in peace?!” he murmured making Xin Qian laugh.

She slid off him while Wang Yong picked his cell phone. “Mom?” he answered the call.

“How are you son? Are you taking care of Xin Qian or not?” his stepmother asked him teasingly.

“I am fine Mom and so is Xin Qian. I was about to call you but it’s good that you called. Actually, I wanted to tell you that today….” before Wang Yong could complete his sentence Xin Qian placed her hand over his mouth and shook her head in a no, gesturing him to not say anything.

Though it rendered him confuse but Wang Yong did as Xin Qian asked him to, he did not tell his stepmother that after getting treated he would be able to stand and walk on his legs. Instead, he diverted the topic off to something else and lied about how he had spent the day.

“Why did you ask me to not tell her about Dr Warren’s diagnosis?” he asked.

“Actually, the thing is that I want it to be a surprise for everybody!” Xin Qian said. She was right about the fact that she wanted it to be a surprise but there was a hidden truth in her words, that she didn’t want anyone to know about his treatment and that he will be able to move his legs after the treatment.

“Won’t it be much better to tell them after the treatment?” Xin Qian smiled.

Wang Yong made a thinking face and replied, “Hhmm, yeah. I would love to see everybody’s faces when they will find that I have recovered completely. Nice idea, wife.”

Xin Qian chuckled and moved onto the other side of the bed to sleep. She switched off the lights and slid under the comforter. They were lying facing each other, staring and smiling. A few minutes later Wang Yong closed his eyes and dozed off but Xin Qian couldn’t sleep.

After getting to know how good his hard and smooth skin felt under her hands, she had this urge to reach out and place her hands back on the naked skin of his chest. She wanted to run her hands over the hard plains of his chest and across his rippled abs. She wanted to feel that warmth again, she wanted to familiarize herself with his body.

She pulled the comforter over her head, embarrassed that she was feeling lust for Wang Yong. She pulled down the comforter, just a bit, to have a look at Wang Yong’s face. Her eyes fell over his lips and the need to kiss him resurfaced. She groaned and sat up on the bed. “What should I do?” she gulped hard, trying not to drool.

She ruffled up her hair and tried to distract herself from attacking Wang Yong. She did everything she could to divert her mind and to fall asleep. From listening to lullabies to counting sheep, she did everything but just couldn’t fall asleep. She sighed, “What are you doing to me, dear husband?” she whispered to herself.

“Husband.” she said the word as if she realized something great, “Husband…” a smile curved on her lips as she came to the following conclusion;

“He is Wang Yong. Wang Yong is my husband. I am Wang Yong’s wife. A wife can lust after her husband. A wife has the right to touch her husband anywhere she likes. It comes under the rights of a wife. So as Wang Yong’s wife, I have the right to lust after him and touch him, anytime, anywhere.”

Xin Qian squished her cheeks with both her hands as she smiled wide like a lovesick teenager, “Ah! My husband!” she giggled to herself before lying down and close to Wang Yong. She trailed her hands over his chest loving the feel of it, she examined the ridges of his abs with utmost care, loving every bit of it.

She was so busy that she didn’t notice when his arms went around her, pulling her closer. She gasped as Wang Yong opened his eyes, “Can we continue it another day? Your husband is really tired.” he said softly, his tone had that teasing element.

Xin Qian blushed and placed her head over his chest, just under his chin, “Shameless husband.” she said earning a chuckle from Wang Yong.