Chapter 407, he’s really playing (third watch)

"Master." Wei Dong, who was closest to the study, straightened his face when he saw the person coming out of the room.

Li Mochan frowned, "What are you all standing here for?"

Wei Bei waved his hands, smiling sycophantically, "Nothing, nothing at all."

It wasn’t as if they could admit they were discussing his wife, after all, they weren’t asking to be beaten up.

Li Mochan glanced at them indifferently, then lifted his foot and left.

Once he was far enough away, Wei Bei and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wei Nan, do you still have doubts about the lady?" Wei Xi asked with a grin, "She cured your poison; shouldn’t you be grateful to her?"

Wei Nan rolled his eyes, "I didn’t really say anything before, good or bad."

It was as if they were implying he had always been a person of poor character.

Hearing this, Wei Bei and the others exchanged smiles.

The afternoon sun was warm and comforting.

The sea breeze blew, slightly messing up the woman’s dark hair.

Wei Nan and the others guessed wrong; Ye Jiuliang hadn’t gone to the herb field but to the seaside instead.

The soft, fine sand was comfortable underfoot.

When walking became tiring, Ye Jiuliang sat on a large rock on the beach, kicking her feet in the water.

She looked out at the vast, blue sea, organizing all that had happened since her return to the capital.

Those men in black had not only targeted her, but then Aqian, and now Mohan.

What exactly was the person hidden behind the scenes thinking? Could it be they intended to capture the Dark Hall and the K organization in one fell swoop?

But what was with that mysterious box?

Ye Jiuliang raised a hand to rub her temples, feeling like they were being hit by one trap after another.

Light footstep sounds arose behind her, and when Ye Jiuliang turned her head, she encountered the man’s smiling, dark eyes. She pressed her lips into a smile.

"What are you doing here?" He walked over and reached out his hand to her.

Taking his hand, Ye Jiuliang stood up, barefoot on the smooth rock.

"Enjoying the scenery." Ye Jiuliang curved her lips into a smile and threw herself into his arms.

Li Mochan’s iron arms pulled her close, lifting her up.

Ye Jiuliang hung from his body, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Nuzzling against his neck, she murmured, "Mohan, after we expose those people, let’s find time to see the aurora, okay?"

Li Mochan’s lips curved lightly, his hand securing her so she wouldn’t fall, "Okay."

"Let’s discuss another matter; Beisen will start school in a few days, can I skip it? Though I’ll still attend the exams," Ye Jiuliang said with a charming smile.

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, "What do you think?"

Apparently, his little wolf cub really disliked school.

"Of course it’s okay," Ye Jiuliang replied without hesitation.

"What if our future children take after you and don’t like school?" Li Mochan asked, amused.

Ye Jiuliang squinted her eyes with a smile, "No problem, you’ll be in charge of teaching them."

Li Mochan looked at her deliberately, "Then what will you be responsible for?"

"Teaching him how to ride a motorcycle, taking him to flirt with young ladies," Ye Jiuliang said, laughing as she fell onto his body.

Li Mochan teased, "From your tone, it sounds like you want to have a naughty boy?"

"Mhm, boys are tough; they can be ordered around easily," Ye Jiuliang said openly.

Li Mochan’s gaze deepened, gently nibbling on her ear, "Am I not enough for you to boss around, hm?"

Her ear growing warm, Ye Jiuliang glared at him coyly, "You can’t be sure about that, if we ever argue in the future, at least our son would take my side."

"Heh heh."

Li Mochan chuckled, "You sure think far ahead, little one."

He pinched her cheek teasingly, "So in the future, I should buy a motorcycle for our son and not for you?"

"If you don’t buy it for me, there are plenty of young guys lined up to buy one for me," Ye Jiuliang said unruffled.

A cold glint flashed in Li Mochan’s eyes, and his hand around her waist tightened slightly.

"Buy one and I’ll smash one; whoever buys it gets cut down by me," he said in a low and domineering voice.

Picking up on the jealousy in his words, Ye Jiuliang laughed uncontrollably, "Hahaha."

"Li Mochan, you’re so much fun."

"There’s more fun to be had if you want to try," Li Mochan said, making his way forward as the waves came in, wetting his trouser legs and shoes.

A sense of foreboding in her heart, Ye Jiuliang tightened her grip around his arm, the smile on her lips freezing, "Li Mochan, if you dare throw me in, it’s over between us."

"How exactly is it going to be ’over’?" Li Mochan said, lifting her and bouncing her playfully, deliberately frightening her.

"You’re going to sleep on the couch tonight." This trick had never failed Ye Jiuliang.

Li Mochan’s lips curled slightly, his hands gripping her waist as the cold seawater washed over, drenching Ye Jiuliang’s feet.

"Li Mochan, are you having fun at my expense?" Ye Jiuliang’s voice rose shrilly as she clung to his arm, fearful of being thrown into the sea.

"Say a few sweet nothings, cheer me up, and I’ll carry you back," Li Mochan teased her on purpose.

"Dream on," she retorted. She had spoiled him rotten—tell him he’s fat and he’d swell with pride.

Li Mochan threatened, "I’ll let go then."

Ye Jiuliang shot him a defiant look, "Go ahead, I’ll sleep just fine on my own tonight."

Before her words even faded, Li Mochan’s hands relaxed, and Ye Jiuliang plummeted straight down, raising a large splash.

"Splish—"

The icy seawater soaked through her clothes, chilling Ye Jiuliang to the bone.

Damn it.

He was serious.

She quickly jumped up and lunged at Li Mochan.

Watching her approach fiercely with bared teeth, Li Mochan didn’t dodge, stumbling back a couple of steps from the impact.

His arms wrapped around her, clothes soaked, outlining her exquisite figure.

"Li Mochan, this isn’t over; it’s not over today," Ye Jiuliang declared, hanging off him, her wet hands mischievously slipping inside his collar.