Chapter 182: Chapter 180: Proactively Asking for It
Zhang Hao’s nonchalant tone made Gu Yue feel even more annoyed.
If it weren’t for wanting to thank him, the Gu Family wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to do good deeds.
"Where are you now? I want to see you."
"Right now, I don’t have time, I have to go out for groceries. If you need anything, come to my department tomorrow, I’ll definitely be there."
Gu Yue had wanted to say more, but in the end, she swallowed her words.
"Fine, but remember your words. I’ll come find you tomorrow at noon. If you’re not there, I’ll turn the place upside down."
Zhang Hao stopped the chit-chat, hung up the phone, dressed, and with some change in hand, he headed straight for the nearest market.
On his way, he checked with He Qianhui if she would be able to finish work on time this evening.
If she could, he would cook a few extra dishes, but He Qianhui’s response was uncertain.
Recently, the company had a lot of business and overtime was inevitable.
Hearing this, Zhang Hao suddenly felt that his current life seemed a little different from what he had imagined.
On the day he moved in, he thought that from then on, he would be able to have dinner with He Qianhui, take walks together, and share life together.
Yet now, he was faced with endless work, never knowing when he would come back.
Reaching the market, Zhang Hao looked around, buying fish, crabs, shrimp, and some seasonal vegetables.
However, to his surprise, He Qianhui called him before he even got through the door.
There had been a change at the company, no overtime needed.
It meant that in another twenty minutes, He Qianhui would be home.
Zhang Hao was extremely excited and couldn’t help but quicken his pace, wanting to get everything ready before He Qianhui got back.
Half an hour later, He Qianhui arrived home on time, and the moment she entered, she was greeted by the smell of the cooking.
Without even bothering to change her shoes, she walked into the kitchen.
"It seems you can cook after all, pretending in front of me that you know nothing."
"I’m just steaming the crabs and preparing the shrimp. How can this be considered cooking? You stir-fry a dish and then we can start eating," he said.
He Qianhui nodded and went back to the entrance to change into slippers.
"This morning when I got to the company, the attitude of a few of my coworkers had done a complete one-eighty, and one of them even asked me which hospital you work at."
Zhang Hao looked at her curiously, "Oh, and what did you reply?"
"What else could I reply? Of course, I told them the hospital where you work, and she said it’s right across from her house. But that’s not the address of the new hospital. By the way, where is the new hospital located?" He Qianhui asked.
Zhang Hao had never told her, not on purpose, but because he felt it was trivial.
No one likes hanging around hospitals.
"I’m a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, not Western medicine. Health checkups aren’t my responsibility, and I can’t be of much help."
"And I have to go to work tomorrow. I don’t know if it will be busy; if it is, I might come home late in the evening," he said.
He Qianhui put on an apron, "I know. Our company’s workload has increased recently, too. I’ve been worried that overtime might make me neglect you, but now it seems we’re both going to be equally busy."
Zhang Hao came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"But I don’t want to be this busy. I’m doing all this for our future because after all, you’re going to have two children for me."
Upon hearing this, He Qianhui couldn’t help but bow her head, only she knew how hot her cheeks were.
"Who said I’m going to have kids for you!" He Qianhui retorted playfully, yet didn’t pull away from Zhang Hao’s embrace.
"Do you actually want me to cook or not? Aren’t you hungry?" she asked.
Zhang Hao shook his head, "I ate too much at lunch, still haven’t digested it, so I’m not really hungry."
He Qianhui anticipated his response and immediately said, "Since you don’t have much of an appetite, then just watch me eat."
"This crab looks big and fresh, it must taste good, so I’m claiming all of it for myself."
Ever since he’d moved in, Zhang Hao always felt that there was something about He Qianhui that constantly attracted him.
It felt like an aphrodisiac; whenever he saw her, he couldn’t help but want to be close to her.
At first, Zhang Hao’s hand was on He Qianhui’s waist.
Gradually, it became restless, moving up and down.
He Qianhui had sensed something was off early on and instinctively wanted to resist, yet found no room to do so.
Zhang Hao slipped his hand inside the apron and unfastened the buttons of He Qianhui’s blouse.
He then pulled down her champagne pink bra.
The apron that covered her chest now seemed like a bellyband.
He Qianhui quickly put down the knife in her hand and leaned on the cabinet with both hands.
"Hao, weren’t you letting me cook? What are you doing?"
While saying this, He Qianhui was biting her own lip.
Zhang Hao’s hand, however, was on the softness in front of his chest, kneading it to his heart’s content.
"I don’t have an appetite for food right now, I only want to eat you."
With these words, He Qianhui’s brows slightly furrowed.
"Didn’t you just have me this morning, why do you want it again?"
"Don’t you want it, too? You lived with my cousin for so many years, played with so many toys, doesn’t that prove you’re an extremely thirsty woman?"
"Now my thing is available for you to use every day, why aren’t you using it? Do I need to actively stir your desires?"
He Qianhui clenched her teeth; she didn’t want to acknowledge the truths Zhang Hao was voicing.
"You’re talking nonsense, I’m not... don’t... don’t touch me there anymore."
He Qianhui’s body shuddered, unable to escape Zhang Hao’s hands.
Until Zhang Hao tore off the skirt around her lower body, her pert behind came into view.
"You’re already this wet after just a few touches, still saying you don’t want it, let me guess."
"When you arrived at the office this morning, someone must have told you that you looked radiant, right?"
By then, He Qianhui was already slightly lost in the mess of her emotions, but hearing Zhang Hao say that, she still didn’t want to answer.
Yet, the more silent she remained, the more it confirmed that Zhang Hao was not wrong.
"Seeing you return so happy today, I knew your colleagues must have said something to put you in a good mood."
"Hao, how come nothing escapes your eyes? Can we wait until after dinner? I’ll let you have your way with me properly."
Zhang Hao didn’t care about any of that, he just turned off the stove and carried He Qianhui straight to bed.
Lying on the bed, He Qianhui still tried to get up but was pressed down by Zhang Hao’s weight.
"Don’t move, or I won’t let you have it anymore."
For the sake of a fulfilling sex life in the future, He Qianhui had to submit.
"Hao, you’re so bad, always threatening me with this, and I frustratingly have no choice."
Zhang Hao said nothing more.
He began to kiss her through the apron.
He Qianhui couldn’t help but think back to the tenderness of that morning.
It seemed that from now on, she had a stable and happy life ahead, one where she didn’t even need to ask for it!
