My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

But Jian Han did not eat no matter how delicious it was. She turned her small head sideways and did not want to look at it.

Cherries…

It was such a sensitive kind of fruit…

She still clearly remembered the words he had said during the red wine competition. They made her at a loss and…his words were so racy.

At this moment, something cold landed on her lips. With two fingers, the man pinched a supple cherry and personally gave it to her.

"Have a taste," he said.

Jian Han's face was crimson red. He was calm and natural, but she did not believe that he forgot what he said to her during the red wine competition, and also, there were other fruits on the plate, but he just had to pick the cherries to feed her.

He did not expose himself. Jian Han also did not dare to be coy. She was still trapped in his embrace. She was afraid if she made him angry again, he would say the same words to her once more. She opened her mouth and had a bite of the cherry into her mouth.

"Does it taste good?" Zhou Dayuan looked at her gentle, beautiful cheeks as she chewed. Her red lips were stained with some yoghurt, and it made them seem even more supple than usual.

"Yeah, it tastes good." Jian Han nodded her head. It was really delicious, his culinary skills had always been superior.

Ever since they had first met, no matter whether it was in life or in medical expertise, it was always him who took care of her. Two or three months ago, every time he went to her condominium unit, after he was satisfied, he would help her tidy her house up and cook for her.

Jian Han felt her heart was smothered with a layer of honey. It was absolutely sweet. She ate the cherry, and she thought of Tang Fan.

He seemed to be in a good mood now, and if she brought up…

Jian Han's long fan-like eyelashes fluttered for a moment, before she carefully said, "Dayuan, you, can you let Tang Fan…go? He is innocent."

Zhou Dayuan swallowed his saliva. His right hand went onto her flat abdomen, and he caressed it gently for a few moments. He closed his eyes while he said. "It is our first night as a married couple. Can you stop mentioning Tang Fan every passing moment? You don't even know how to beg someone. If you want to beg me, you need to be comfortable first."

Jian Han did not dare speak anymore. She knew that Tang Fan was a sore subject. The moment she touched it, he would be extremely triggered.

Actually she could discuss matters involving Tang Fan with him properly, everything was not what he thought it to be, both she and Tang Fan had always been clear and innocent with one another.

At this moment, Jian Han felt the belt on her waist loosen. She cast her gaze down, and his left hand…

Jian Han's small face turned crimson red. She quickly stretched her hand out to stop him. She was anxious as she said, "Don't be like this."

"If I can't even do this, what do you want me to do? Jian Han, how do you plan to torture me further, huh?" The man bent down by her ear to speak, as if he was going to kiss her. He nudged her with his gentle, thin lips. His voice was rogue, hoarse, and sinister. "Jian Han, do you know the difference between getting married and not? In the past, I coaxed you, and now it's a duty. As long as I want it, you have to give it to me. You are mine."

Jian Han had never thought that this refined man would define marriage like that, in his mind, did he get married just because he wanted to do these things all brazen and bold?

Jian Han struggled a little, but when she did so, she realized that the more she struggled, the more excited he became. Jian Han did not dare to move anymore. Her thighs crumbled as she tumbled into his embrace.

Her soft, beautiful little face was pink. She anxiously closed her eyes. Her thin fan-like lashes were fluttering shyly.

At this moment, Zhou Dayuan started to speak. He was in a good mood. He was satisfied with her obedience as he smiled and said, "What can I do to Tang Fan? If you spend your days dutifully with me, I will release him. But there better not be a next time! If you dare to bring my son and run away with another man one more time, I will not spare either of you."

The last line was a stern warning.

Jian Han nodded her head. Okay, there would not be a next time. No, she had never tried to run away with another man in the first place.

Tang Fan was innocent. He was never a factor in their relationship. After he released Tang Fan, she would spend her days with him well.

At this moment, her chest felt comfortable. The man helped her to tidy the train of her skirt. He cupped her soft waist as he half pushed and hugged her to the side of the window. "Have a look."

Jian Han lifted her head up upon hearing his words. What was there to look at?

Whoosh! In the highest point of the sky, in the middle of the blue azure sky, bright, colorful fireworks shone brightly as they rang out in the air.

The fireworks were like butterflies flying in the sky. It was romantic as the fireworks burst in the sky and rippled into a shower of flowers that fell down to earth; it looked absolutely beautiful.

Jian Han looked at the fireworks in a daze. Her eyes were bright, and she could not help but stretch her small hand out to catch the stars that fell down from the skies. "Where did these fireworks come from? They really look so beautiful."

Her small hand that she stretched out was clasped by the man. At this moment, Jian Han felt there was a chill on her ring finger. When she cast her gaze down to look, there was a ring on her ring finger!

It was a platinum styled diamond ring, there was a shimmering diamond embedded in the middle of the ring. The design was classic, and it looked extremely eye catching on her fair ring finger.

Jian Han's eyes felt hot, and sparkling tears started to well up.

"Jian Han, marry me, okay?" the man behind her said.

Jian Han breathed through her nostrils. What? Fireworks and a diamond ring. Also, with what he just said, was he proposing to her?

Didn't he feel that this was way too simple?

Jian Han curled the beautiful corners of her lips up, and nodded her head forcefully. "Yes, yes!"

She was willing to marry him and be his wife. For their entire lives, they would never part with one another.

Zhou Dayauan kissed her tender neck from behind. He stretched his right hand out to caress her small face. Her face was wet with tears, and he wiped them away gently.

He put both his hands on her soft waist. He searched for her small face and kissed it. "Do you feel uncomfortable when I kiss you like this?"

Jian Han shook her head. She did not feel any discomfort.

He took a step closer and found his way to the corners of her lips as he kissed her. "Does it feel uncomfortable when I kiss you like this?"

Jian Han shook her head again. It did not feel uncomfortable.

After that, her small shoulders were pinned down gently by him. He turned her over, and her back was against the windows. The bright fireworks were reflected on the man's face, which looked extremely exquisite. Her tiny almond-shaped face was cupped in his palms. He had a frown on his face while he closed his eyes. He sniffed her fragrance. "Say it if you are uncomfortable. You don't have to keep it in. Pregnancy lasts about ten months. It will be hard on you. It will also be hard on me. Let us explore together on this journey."

Jian Han closed her eyes shyly. She did not know what he was trying to say when he said "explore," and every word he said now had another layer of meaning behind it. She did not dare to think about it.

Her vision turned black, and he kissed her.

His kiss was gentle and loving. It was probably because he remembered that he had made her feel uncomfortable last night. She wanted to vomit, and he kissed her lips first. He tested it out for a moment before he dared to open his mouth. He did not dare to make his way in and only dared to curl up with her as he kissed her. He took in her fragrance to curb his hunger.

Jian Han closed her eyes comfortably. She hugged his neck and weaved her fingers through his short hair. Every second passed, and she opened her mouth and softly bit his lips, which made him breath even more heavily as he panted.

After that, he let go of her.

Because if he did not let go of now, the soup that he was brewing was going to be burnt.

Jian Han buried her small crimson red face in his embrace. Zhou Dayuan had one arm around her, and his opposite hand was caressing her hair. He adjusted his breathing as he said, "Go get the chopsticks and bowls. I will make another dish, and we can start eating."

"Okay." She nodded her head obediently.

…

Zhou Dayuan prepared three dishes and one soup: steamed carp in a clay pot, spinach stir fried with prawns, tofu together with duck blood, and also bone soup brewed with tomatoes.

Taking in the fact that she would feel nauseous when she saw food, he picked the ingredients out carefully. The dishes were refreshing delicious. They were vegetarian and meat dishes, and it brought out an appetite when she had a look.

The duo ate in silence. In the end, Jian Han was fed a few mouthfuls of soup by him. The man touched her small, round stomach before letting her go.

After they finished having dinner, Zhou Dayuan stood up to put the dishes away. "Let me help you." Jian Han wanted to help. She could not do nothing all the time. She did not know how to cook, but in the future, he could cook, and she could do the dishes.

"There is no need." Zhou Dayuan bent over. He neared her small face and kissed her. He wanted to kiss her forever. "Go and bathe."

Jian Han's relaxed emotions became tight and nervous with his hoarse, deep voice. Her heart leaped and knew that their newlywed night was finally here.

She had a child in her stomach. He said he was under a ban himself, but after all…they had to share a bed.

…

In the washroom, Jian Han spent a lot of time inside. She stood before the sink, and the small woman's small face was red due to the steam after she took a bath. She forgot to bring her pyjamas along and was also embarrassed to ask him. She wrapped herself with a bath towel, exposing her feminine, exquisite collarbones and her milky white skin.

She took the hairdryer in her hands, and she dried her hair.

As long as she could spend an extra minute in the shower, she would do so. She did not dare do what's next.

Knock knock knock. The sound of someone knocking on the door rang out in the air. She turned her gaze sideways. The door of the washroom was opened, and it was obvious that Zhou Dayuan had taken his shower. He wore a dark blue silk robe as he stood at the side of the door. There was a moist fog above his dark, clear eyes. Looking young and handsome, he looked at her as he said, "How come you are taking so long to bathe?"

Jian Han did not know how to answer him. She could not tell him that she was trying to delay the night's events.

Zhou Dayuan walked in. He took over the hairdryer in her hands and said, "Let me do it."

He helped her dry her hair.

Zhou Dayuan used one hand to curl her hair. He used another hand to dry her hair gently. He looked at the woman through the mirror. She was a little at a loss. With one hand, she cupped the tie on her bath towel, probably afraid that it would unravel.

Zhou Dayuan laughed lazily and roguely. His gaze was hot. What was she trying to cover up for? Didn't she know that when women did this, it would provoke men, and he wanted to press it down, but…

How would Jian Han know what he was thinking inside his head? He dried her hair. She took the hairdryer from him and placed it back on its original shelf.

At this moment, her world turned upside down; he picked her up.

"Ah!" she instinctively shouted. She quickly hung onto his neck as she was utterly shocked.

"Hmph…" The man's deep, charming laugh rang out in the air. He seemed to be playing around with her, and when he saw her shocked reaction, he was delighted by her silly expression.

Jian Han was extremely furious. She used her small fist to hit his broad shoulders. "What are you doing?"

Zhou Dayuan placed her onto the large, soft bed. It was covered with red bed sheets embroidered with mandarin ducks. The moment both her small hands touched it, her small face turned crimson red.

She automatically rolled under the covers of the bed and slept, distancing herself away from him.

Zhou Dayuan did not say anything. He lifted the covers as he got in the bed. He switched the ceiling lights off and left the warm lamp on the side of the bed as he lay down to sleep.

Jian Han's beautiful back faced him. This atmosphere was a little weird. Neither of them said anything, and a bout of fire travelled through the air.

She felt that it was hot and pulled the blankets covering her body a little downwards. At this moment, her small white hand was grabbed, and a clean and cold masculine scent came over. He flipped his body and balanced himself above her.

She struggled, following her instincts.

At this moment, he started to speak. His low and charming voice was pampering as he said, "Don't move. I don't want to hurt both our son and you. Be more obedient."

He kissed her.