Ying Yue grinned at him, and seeing that his face was flushed with both anger and embarrassment, she closed the folder she was looking into and stood up, making her way towards him. "Hubby… why did you send me flowers from a person's grave?" She teased.
Fei Huangjin opened and closed his mouth, and then ended up scratching his head. Even if he told her it was Guan Ting's fault, Guan Ting was still acting under his orders, so…
She stopped in front of him. "Since you sent me that, did you want your wife to go die?"
"Of course not! That's absurd!"
"Oh, really?" She raised a brow.
"My beautiful, smart, and amazing wife," he pulled her to his lap and started coaxing her. "I swear to my family's name that there was a misunderstanding with the flowers. I'll send you a far better one tomorrow. I'll even deliver it personally."
"Don't bother doing that. I know you're busy." She scoffed.
"Well then, what can I do to make it up to you?" Fei Huangjin nuzzled against the base of her neck, inhaling her scent.
His actions sent an electric current from her neck and down her spine, making the hairs on her back stand on end. "You can start by putting your hands off me."
Fei Huangjin looked up with a look of alarm and his arms around her were still. His eyes were wide and confused.
A smirk appeared on Ying Yue's lips. "Dear hubby, I won't ask for much -- I just want to borrow the Dragon Club for one whole day…"
"Deal."
Ying Yue couldn't hide the surprised look on her face. She didn't expect Fei Huangjin to agree to her request so easily. Her eyes narrowed as she pondered on whether or not there was a catch to it. "Really?"
"Mmm."
"No questions for me?" She raised a brow.
"None." He gave her a look of nonchalance, as if it was perfectly normal for her to use the Dragon Club as she wished. To him, it really wasn't a big deal. Whatever she had planned, it would be safer for her to use his men, and it gave him a means to track her down, too.
What?
She was a bit taken aback, but then she sighed. No matter what, Fei Huangjin was her husband, and she since she was borrowing his men, it was only proper for her to talk about it with him. "I've sent a spy to tail Su Jianjun, since I had a gut feeling that my brother's in his possession. However, if an encounter arises, I'll need your men."
"Like I said, do as you wish. You're my wife. You have complete control of my assets, and that includes the Dragon Club." He went back to nuzzling at her neck and shoulder, causing goosebumps on her arms. The intimate act made Ying Yue a bit flustered, distracting her from what they were talking about.
Fei Huangjin sensed her preoccupied state and smirked.
With a twist and push, Ying Yue was trapped against the couch with Fei Huangjin on top of her. And sexily enough, the man loosened his tie, looking like a damn hot demon having his way with her.
"Huangjin…"
"Yes?" He unbuttoned the first two buttons on his shirt before his head dipped towards hers, sealing her lips and starting a battle of tongues.
Wait, she thought, wasn't she about to discuss something else to him?
His fingers started caressing her neck and arms, and her mind started becoming fuzzy from the feel of his kiss.
What was she thinking about, again?
A light moan escaped from her lips, and Fei Huangjin pulled back just enough to glance down at her messed-up state. Her cheeks were red, her lips glistening and a bit swollen, her hair all over the couch, and her fingers were digging onto his shoulders. "Do you want to continue this here or do you want to come home with me?"