Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

Unlike the fireworks they’d watched together on Christmas Eve, these fireworks set up in the parking lot exploded smoothly one after another.

Yun Xi watched the fireworks exploding above her head.

They were vibrantly colored as they lit up the night sky.

In her previous life, although she had lived in the villa complex at the foot of the mountain, she had never seen the fireworks set off at the Mu Mansion, which was on the top of the mountain.

In this life, here she was standing at the gate of the Mu mansion on top of the mountain watching the noble man next to her as he lit up dazzling fireworks for her to enjoy.

In her eyes, these were splendid fireworks, accompanied by his tender attitude.

Mu Feichi lowered his head and glanced at the time on his watch. At the last second, he suddenly lowered his head and leaned toward her. “Honey, Happy New Year’s!”

The explosion of fireworks echoed in her ears, and she couldn’t hear anything. She could only make out what he’d said by reading his lips.

By the time Yun Xi reacted, her lips had already been covered by his.

The gentle, tender kiss was also very domineering.

Unfamiliar feelings flashed through her mind. There was a strong vibe that she had never experienced before, and her heartbeat inexplicably sped up.

After a long while, he let her go. Their noses bumped into each other, and, at close range, he looked at the fluttering of her eyes.

Their breathing intertwined, and the atmosphere was full of romance.

Her red lips glowed under the faint light of the bright fireworks. His eyes only paused on them briefly. Then, his eyes deeply passionate, he silently lowered his head and kissed her even more intensely…

All the prosperity in the world pales in comparison to the prospect of you by my side.

…

It was too late, and Mu Feichi used this excuse to make Yun Xi spend the night at the Mu Mansion.

They kept the same weird arrangement, where he slept on the floor and she slept on the bed. However, for Young Marshal Mu, who had succeeded in getting his beloved baby to stay for the night, even sleeping on the floor was sweet.

“I’m going to take you somewhere nice tomorrow.”

“Where?” Yun Xi leaned against the pillow and glanced at the man making a bed on the floor. “I made plans to go to City C with Yumo.”

He was an upright gentleman, yet also a domineering man who was simply an outrageous existence in the world.

“We’re also going to City C. It won’t conflict with your plans.”

This seemed a little bit too coincidental, and Yun Xi couldn’t help but feel suspicious. She asked, “What are you going to do in City C? Is there a mission?”

“My people have located Crocodile there, so I plan to go over and take a look.”

“Huh? Really?” Yun Xi sat up straight as soon as she heard the mention of Crocodile leaving his hiding place and showing himself. “If Crocodile is in City C, then I can’t let Yumo go there. It’ll be too dangerous.”

“I’m not sure if it’s him yet. I have Second Master Jiang accompanying Zhao Yumo, so don’t worry. No matter what, I won’t put you two in danger. Presumably, Second Master Jiang won’t let something happen to that immature and unappreciative little wolf.”

“What do you mean unappreciative little wolf? Yumo is a tomboy and an academic star, okay?”

Yun Xi grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. The pillow that hit Mu Feichi directly bounced onto Great White, who was sleeping with him.

Great White was awakened and looked at the two of them with a dazed expression. After confirming that there was no danger, he lowered his head and continued sleeping.

Mu Feichi simply nodded.

He was acting uncharacteristically passive and obedient, as if to say, babe, everything you say is right, everything you say is right,,,

His attitude tonight seemed to be that of unconditional obedience and unconditional approval.

“Immature Young Marshal Mu, I have something to discuss with you.”

“Speak.”

“During winter break after New Year’s, can you teach me hand-to-hand combat? Like actual combat, and I don’t want you to go easy on me.”

“I can.”

Hmm, he was really easy to talk to when he was in a good mood.

Who said that men were only easy to talk to in bed? Weren’t they just as easy to talk to even when lying on the floor?

But when Yun Xi really started learning hand-to-hand combat, she realized why the immature Young Marshal Mu had been so eager to acquiesce to her demand on New Year’s Eve.

He’d set up a trap for her and was waiting for her to fall into it.