Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Dead branches littered the ground in front of the door, and several unknown black birds hovered above the nearby trees. The pitch-dark building looked like it had fallen out of repair and had been uninhabited for many years, looking cool and desolate.

What caught her attention was that this place… gave her an oddly familiar feeling.

Soon, Si Yehan carried her inside the house.

This place might look barren and rundown from the outside, but it was a different world inside. It was decorated nicely and obviously looked like someone regularly cleaned it.

Ye Wanwan was dazedly carried by Si Yehan into the master bedroom on the second floor and placed on a sofa draped with a white, soft blanket.

“Sit down. Don’t move.” After Si Yehan helped the girl into a sitting position, he immediately grabbed her hand and rolled up her sleeves to carefully inspect her arms.

“Okay…” Ye Wanwan obediently sat down and allowed him to examine her, her gaze trailing after his movements.

The bloody lines followed her wrist and stretched upward, probably covering everywhere else as well…

The doctor previously said the more bloody lines there were when the love gu flared up, the bigger the emotional fluctuations and the deeper the longing for their loved one…

Right now, who… is the target of her lines…?

Thinking up to this point, Si Yehan’s grasp around Ye Wanwan’s fingers clenched. He was trying to calm his mind when a shadow fell over his head, quickly followed by several strands of dark black hair falling down onto his neck and shoulders, tickling the spots they touched.

Her breathing abruptly approached him and a soft and warm kiss landed on the corner of his mouth…

Si Yehan: “…”

The sudden kiss pulled Si Yehan’s back taut as a bowstring. This extremely light kiss sent all of his thoughts scattering every which way.

After a brief shock, Si Yehan grasped her shoulders and pushed her farther away from him. “You…”

Ye Wanwan instantly looked like she’d been deceived. “You promised! You promised you’d do it again later! I’ve already waited and this is already ‘later’! I waited for a lot of ‘laters’!”

“…” Si Yehan took a deep breath and finally gathered his thoughts a little. “Wanwan, take a good look. Who am I?”

“Pig trotter.”

“…”

“You promised! You promised later!” Ye Wanwan intently stared at him, peculiarly stubborn about this promise from him earlier.

Si Yehan took another deep breath. “Wanwan, do you remember what I said to you before? This love gu is extremely complicated. If the slightest error occurs…”

“You promised you’d do it again later!”

“…”

Si Yehan finally discovered a truth. It appeared he shouldn’t even think about continuing this conversation unless he kissed her again.

Si Yehan met Wanwan’s bright but stubborn eyes and pinched his brows with a headache. Then his broad hand gently cupped the back of her head, and he lightly pressed a kiss on her lips…

He originally intended to simply placate her, but when he came into contact with her soft warmth and approached her so intimately, he felt all reason escaping from his body…

When he finally regained his wits, his kiss had turned very serious and incredibly not half-hearted. As for Ye Wanwan, she had secretly unfastened his collar at some point in time, loosened two of his buttons, and turned his lapels into a disheveled mess…