Chapter 388: Chapter 388

Jiang Kechu held Chuchu’s hand as they walked to the parking lot, got into the car, and headed toward the new house at Jinse Garden.

"Jiang Kechu," Chuchu felt that Jiang Kechu’s hand was too hot, making her somewhat anxious.

Ever since they left the hotel, he had been holding her hand tightly, not allowing her to pull away.

Jiang Kechu kept his eyes focused on the road ahead, only giving a soft "Mm" in response, not letting go or speaking. Yet, this sound made Chuchu shiver as if electrified.

She blinked and turned her head to look at Jiang Kechu, who was driving seriously, holding the steering wheel with one hand.

Jiang Kechu’s expression was serious and focused, not giving her any extra expressions; his side profile was sharp and dangerous, making people want to flee. Chuchu bit her lip, looking at his hand gripping the steering wheel, knuckles distinct and strong, veins bulging with exertion, triggering a thought in her mind.

They soon arrived at Jinse Garden. Jiang Kechu parked the car, gave Chuchu a deep look, and said in a low, husky voice, "Get out."

Chuchu blinked, putting on a brave face, got out of the car, and walked toward Jiang Kechu with her head held high.

Before she could get close, Jiang Kechu suddenly lifted her by the waist.

The sudden lift sent her calm heart into disarray, and she quickly wrapped her arms around Jiang Kechu’s neck, saying:

"I miss Chuanqi and Hunter. How about we go to the courtyard to bring them back?"

Chuchu was intimidated by Jiang Kechu’s stance.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing her words, Jiang Kechu squinted his eyes, a fierce signal flashing through them.

Chuchu began to struggle, "Ah, it’s not dark yet. How about a walk in the garden? The sunset at Jinse is said to be the most beautiful."

Jiang Kechu gave her a slap on her backside and said, "Today, you can’t escape."

But could this gentleman not act like a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep? It’s frightening.

Chuchu turned her head, glancing at him sideways, impulsively said something rather foolish: "Aren’t you afraid you won’t be up to the task?" She wanted to strangle herself right after she said it.

Jiang Kechu’s eyes darkened, he smiled, his long and strong legs quickening the pace, stepping to the door in two strides, placing Chuchu down, still holding her firmly in his arms with one hand while digging for the keys with the other.

Chuchu sensitively felt Jiang Kechu’s breath sprinkling on her neck, causing a slight tremor, staring at the door before her, she felt a throat-tightening fear, as if something monstrous was lurking behind the door.

The door finally opened, Jiang Kechu exerted a little force, pushing Chuchu into the door, and followed her in.

The door closed forcefully behind them, followed by a "click" as Jiang Kechu locked it.

Chuchu stumbled, quickly turned around, grinning, "Jiang Kechu, why did you close the door?"

She gritted her teeth, staring at Jiang Kechu, but in less than three seconds, she gave up; his gaze was just too scorchingly intense.

The next second, Chuchu turned and ran, heading upstairs.

Watching that body wrapped in a glamorous gown, curvy and alluring, Jiang Kechu displayed a meaningful smile and followed.

Soon Chuchu’s scream echoed upstairs.

And then the sound of fabric being torn apart.

Soon after, the sound of Chuchu being thrown onto the bed.

No one knows how long it lasted, how many times.

By the end, Chuchu’s limbs were limp, her mind completely blank, eyes dazedly fixed on the ceiling, floating and sinking, sometimes drifting into clouds, sometimes into water.

Before falling into a deep sleep, the only thing in her briefly returning mind was that Jiang Kechu was not human! He was a beast, a starved beast.

When Chuchu opened her eyes again, light seeped through the gap in the curtains, shining right onto the clock on the wall.

She dumbly wondered if it was four in the morning or afternoon. Judging by the light, it should be day time.

Her whole body ached, making her unwilling to move an inch.

After a while, she finally recalled the events before.

Yes, yesterday she and Jiang Kechu finally got married, then in the evening both returned to the new house, and afterward, she was captured onto the bed by Jiang Kechu...

Where is that beast Jiang Kechu?

Chuchu rolled over and sat up; the thin quilt covering her slipped down, revealing a piece of bare skin.

The motion of sitting up pulled at her sore muscles, making Chuchu feel a jolt of pain at her waist and hips. After taking a moment, she turned her head, the bed had already been tidied up; last night the two of them had such intense bouts, leaving the bed in disarray.

It seemed after she fell asleep, Jiang Kechu not only cleaned her up but also changed the sheets and duvet covers.

Just then, the door opened silently.

As Jiang Kechu came in, he saw Chuchu clutching the quilt, dumbfoundedly sitting in the middle of the bed, her black hair cascading like silk over her jade-like skin, her small face glowing bright and crystal-clear.

"Awake?" Jiang Kechu asked.

Chuchu immediately turned her head to look at Jiang Kechu walking in. This guy appeared annoyingly fresh and well-rested, clothed in casual wear like a mountain after the rain.

"Beast!" she gritted her teeth.

Jiang Kechu couldn’t help but curve his lips, moving closer to tease her, "Isn’t it something you liked?"

Watching Jiang Kechu seemingly about to pounce on her again, Chuchu quickly stretched out her hand to ward him off, "Stop! Truce for now!" If it happened again, her life would surely be tormented away by Jiang Kechu.

Jiang Kechu propped his hands on either side of her bed, his face close to hers, asking in a low voice, "When’s the next battle?"

Chuchu lowered her eyes and saw Jiang Kechu’s bobbing Adam’s apple, feeling it extremely sexy, she couldn’t help but swallow, trembling as she said, "Truce for three days, the next battle another day."

"Alright!" Jiang Kechu readily agreed, a hint of triumph flashing in his eyes.

"I made some porridge for you, get up and have some, after eating, we should go pick up the kids."

Chuchu’s gaze followed Jiang Kechu’s movements as he walked to the window and pulled the curtain open, letting the light flood into the room.

"Alright." Chuchu finally remembered the two babies, promptly enduring the ache as she dashed toward the bathroom.