Beloved Little Treasure Chapter 142

Note: Chapter 142 has mature content. Readers not of a mature age, skip chapter 142.

In the Hao Mansion’s master bedroom, Yuan Gun Gun sat on the edge of the bed.

‘How much did you hear?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Everything,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun opened her mouth again after a tensed silence.

‘Che, big sister Jia Tao…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Is dead,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che pulled Yuan Gun Gun onto his lap, and pinched her bottom.

‘That hurts,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘You dare eavesdrop yet you’re scared of pain,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘If you let me hear then I wouldn’t need to eavesdrop,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘What?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Isn’t a husband and wife meant to be honest with each other and not hide secrets?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked. ‘I tell you about everything I do, but you tell nothing about what you do. That’s not a fair exchange.’

‘Do you tell me everything?’ Hao Yan Che asked. ‘The other night you secretly ate cheesecake. Last night you dare give medicine to Yi Tu behind my back. Today you ate junk food like crazy at the Long Mansion. Can you say that you tell me everything?’

‘How did you know?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘Do you think everyone has your intelligence?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

Yuan Gun Gun pouted her lips.

‘There is no one in the world who isn’t hiding a secret,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘I only explain when necessary. Why do I need to explain to my dummy?’

Yuan Gun Gun slid off Hao Yan Che’s lap, and laid on the bed with her back facing Hao Yan Che.

Hao Yan Che hugged Yuan Gun Gun from behind. She let him fondle her b.r.e.a.s.t.s since it would be futile to push his hands away.

‘Um… Che, was big sister Jia Tao the person who wanted to kidnap me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘Yes,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Does big sister Jia Tao hate me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘She hates you bone deep,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘But in the past she was good to me,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘She put on an act,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘But…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘You’re in a good mood,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Let’s exercise a bit.’

Hao Yan Che took off Yuan Gun Gun’s dress.

‘Wait,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I still want to talk with you.’

‘You can ask,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘And I’ll exercise. We won’t disrupt each other.’

Yuan Gun Gun sighed. She hugged Hao Yan Che’s neck and let him exercise inside her body.

A while later Yuan Gun Gun o.r.g.a.s.med and cried out Hao Yan Che’s name.

‘Che, do you love me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che moved deeper inside Yuan Gun Gun, and rubbed against her sensitive spot.

‘Um… Che, be gentle,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun pushed Hao Yan Che’s chest back. She couldn’t get used to his strength even after being intimate with him every day for more than three years.

Hao Yan Che looked at Yuan Gun Gun’s glazed eyes. Couldn’t she feel how much he loved her? Didn’t her heart know she was the most important person to him? What else could he do to make her feel his love for her? Why did she doubt him? Should he give her a baby to erase her doubts?

Yuan Gun Gun’s body accepted Hao Yan Che’s seed. But her heart craved for his love. They were married for more than three years yet he didn’t love her. She loved him deeply. She didn’t know what would happen to her if one day he didn’t need her anymore.

‘Am I hurting you?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

Hao Yan Che wiped Yuan Gun Gun’s tears. She usually cried a little after he stopped, but not while he was still moving inside her.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I want to have a baby with you.’

‘If you want a baby, I’ll give you a baby,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘It’s been three years but I’m not pregnant,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘I promise this year you’ll be pregnant,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Do you promise?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘Yes,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘But…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Be quiet,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘If you say another word, I’m not going to give you a baby.’

Hao Yan Che thrusted hard into Yuan Gun Gun’s tight pa.s.sage.

‘Um… ah…’ Yuan Gun Gun m.u.f.fled a cry.

The master bedroom became quiet except for the sounds of the bed springs creaking. The creaking sounds lasted throughout the night.

End of Chapter 142