Hao Yan Che nibbled Yuan Gun Gun’s lips and pinched her bottom.

‘Um… young master don’t pinch,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Do you dare to call me by the wrong name again?’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘There’s no reason to be angry,’ Yuan Gun Gun mumbled. ‘I’m used to calling you young master.’

‘What?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

Yuan Gun Gun smiled at Hao Yan Che and played with his long fingers.

‘Che, you didn’t answer my question,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Are you human or a demon?’

‘I don’t know,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Oh… you’re half human and half demon,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che caressed Yuan Gun Gun’s bottom and smiled at her.

‘Don’t pinch,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Why shouldn’t I?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘If you keep pinching, I can’t have babies,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Who said?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘My mummy,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘Every time my daddy pinches my mummy’s bottom, she says she can’t have babies.’

‘Kiss me,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun kissed Hao Yan Che’s cheek. He held her face and kissed her lips. He let her go before he dipped his hardness into her honeypot.

‘Sleep,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘I want to see you turn into a snow white werewolf,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Just once,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘No,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘If you ask again, I’ll lock you in the dark room.’

Yuan Gun Gun closed her mouth, and Hao Yan Che hugged her tighter.

‘Che, when you’re a werewolf, do you like eating pet food?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked. ‘Like my kitten Meow Meow loves pet food. I had to change different pet food brands for Meow Meow because Meow Meow is constipated after eating pet food.’

‘Yuan Gun Gun,’ Hao Yan Che called.

‘I’m here,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘I’m going to pinch you to death,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Ow…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hours later, it was the end of another noisy night.

At nine in the morning, Yuan Gun Gun walked out of the master bedroom.

‘Gun Gun, what happened to your face?’ Yi Tu asked.

‘Young master pinched my face,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘Gun Gun, what happened to your neck?’ Yi Tu asked.

‘Young master, bit my neck,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yi Tu laughed at himself for asking foolish questions.

‘Are you standing here because you’re waiting for me to serve you?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

Yuan Gun Gun took steps away from Hao Yan Che.

‘Come here,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘No,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘You’ll pinch me.’

‘I’ll give you one last chance to come here,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun walked to Hao Yan Che, and he carried her to the dining room.

At the dining table, Yuan Gun Gun covered her head.

‘Don’t hit me,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che held Yuan Gun Gun on his lap, wiped her teary cheeks and put a glass of warm milk in her hands.

‘Drink,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun drank the milk while Hao Yan Che looked at the faint bruises on her face. He regretted pinching her face last night. He didn’t use force, but it still bruised her face.

Yuan Gun Gun put the empty glass on the dining table, and looked at Hao Yan Che like he bullied her all day and night.

‘I’ll let you eat fondue and ice-cream today,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Really?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

‘Yes,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun’s gloomy face turned into a sunny face.

‘I want a big serving,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

‘OK,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun forgot all about her pain from last night, and hugged Hao Yan Che.

‘You’re the best,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Jia Tu and Yi Tu pitied the easily coaxed Yuan Gun Gun. They wondered where on earth she came from.

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End of Chapter Ninety-Four