GTB Chapter 124

Chapter 126: My Wife Just Blinked

Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu’s suddenly frozen expression and, appearing magnanimous, said, “Forget it. If you lose, just call me once! Just so I know I’m actually a married man.”

Jiang Jiuchu’s face flushed red, and she looked away, unable to meet Shí Yan’s gaze.

She stood up and went to the side to get the chessboard, thinking, “Calling him once for a whole day is a good deal.”

However, at the bottom of her heart, Shí Yan’s words made her start to self-reflect. She felt she might have been a bit excessive, as she genuinely hadn’t fulfilled her duties as a wife by sharing a bed with him.

But shouldn’t these things happen naturally? They weren’t very familiar with each other yet. How could she consummate their marriage?

She couldn’t just strip naked out of nowhere and have an honest encounter with him, doing such intimate things…

The hand holding the chessboard trembled. She was immediately overwhelmed with shame by the image in her mind. No, she couldn’t bear even thinking about it.

Remembering the time she was drugged, she shuddered. She had almost consummated their marriage then.

Thinking this over, Jiang Jiuchu took the chessboard and returned to the table, placing a piece on the board first, then glancing at Shí Yan.

“Let’s play!”

“Alright,” Shí Yan responded. He reached out, picked up a black piece, and placed it on the board, adjusting his posture, his expression becoming focused.

He thought to himself, “This woman’s chess skills are gradually improving. I have to be careful. If she wins the first game, she’ll probably quit while she’s ahead and not play a second game.”

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Shí Yan leaned back in his chair again, opened his folding fan, and looked at Jiang Jiuchu, who was still hesitating to make her final move. He said directly, “Start then!”

Jiang Jiuchu looked up at Shí Yan, resignedly dropping the white piece that would lead to her loss no matter where she placed it. She opened and closed her pink lips, but couldn’t force out a single word.

Shí Yan wasn’t anxious at all. His handsome phoenix eyes fixed on Jiang Jiuchu, seemingly enjoying her shyness and embarrassment, her efforts to call him but her inability to get the words out.

Jiang Jiuchu couldn’t stand Shí Yan’s seemingly indifferent but intensely staring gaze, and she was a little annoyed by his leisurely manner. “Don’t look at me like that. I can’t say it when you look at me like that.”

Hearing this, Shí Yan found it amusing, but his face remained serious. “You have to call me, so of course, I have to look at you. It’s basic politeness. Don’t blame your problem on me.”

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Jiang Jiuchu to open her mouth, he directly held up three fingers and said, “Three times.”

“What three times?” Jiang Jiuchu looked at Shí Yan with some confusion.

“Your bet was simple, just two words. Yet you’ve been holding it in until now. In this much time, you should have finished thirty times. I can’t wait for nothing. The longer it’s delayed, the more times you have to call me.”

“You’re being unreasonable. You didn’t say there was a time limit?”

Shí Yan ignored Jiang Jiuchu’s words and directly held up four fingers, unhurriedly saying, “Four times.”

“You…”

Seeing Shí Yan like that, Jiang Jiuchu knew that saying more was useless. She bit her lip, and the two words “husband” escaped her lips with a surge of anger, directly and quickly. “Husband.”

After she called him, she looked at Shí Yan. “I’ve called you. Happy now?”

Shí Yan nodded. “Although it was a bit perfunctory, and it sounded like I owed you money, I won’t argue with you since it’s your first time calling me these two words.”

Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu, whose expression had softened, and continued, “You have to call me properly for the remaining three times. You can’t call me like you’re calling an enemy, or you’ll just have to keep calling me until I’m satisfied. A bet is a bet, and you should properly fulfill the wager.”

Jiang Jiuchu had thought she only had to call him once, but she hadn’t expected this man to actually want her to call him four times.

She bit her lip and was about to shout it all out in one breath when she heard Shí Yan say, “Call me properly, and I’ll spend one more day with you at your residence.”

Jiang Jiuchu was stunned, paused, and looked at Shí Yan, asking, “What counts as calling you properly?”

Of course, it’s looking at me and saying it word by word, with a slightly gentler voice.

Jiang Jiuchu wanted to say that she didn’t want that day, but it seemed that even if she didn’t want it, she would still have to call him. If she didn’t fulfill the requirements he made, she was afraid she would have to pay back with interest.

“Forget it; a wise person doesn’t fight when the odds are against them.” She swallowed her saliva and looked into Shí Yan’s eyes. “Hu… Husband.”

She felt her scalp tingle as soon as she said it, thinking, “What is this all about!”

Although her voice was a bit hesitant, Shí Yan enjoyed it very much. At this moment, it seemed as if he had confirmed from her mouth that he was her husband.

He looked at Jiang Jiuchu’s eyes as if he was looking at something already in his pocket, not yet ripe, but bound to be his sooner or later.

“Yes! Your husband heard you; continue.”

Jiang Jiuchu’s face flushed red, and she said to Shí Yan, “You, you don’t have to answer.”

Shí Yan replied, “You call me, and I answer. It’s my politeness.”

Jiang Jiuchu was speechless. How come she didn’t know when this man had become so polite? When she was sleeping on the floor, why didn’t he show any politeness?

Thinking that there were still two times left, she pursed her lips and looked at Shí Yan again, but at the moment she opened her mouth, she couldn’t help but avoid his gaze. “Husband.”

“Hey~.” Shí Yan smiled as he looked at Jiang Jiuchu and responded again.

Jiang Jiuchu’s heart was in turmoil, and she resisted the urge to explode. At this moment, she felt like she was being teased.

Shí Yan looked at Jiang Jiuchu, who seemed about to lose her composure. “A final reminder, you can’t avoid my gaze again.”

Hearing Shí Yan’s reminder, Jiang Jiuchu didn’t understand. How did playing chess turn into this? What was going on? Did this man have some kind of fetish?

She had to call him, and she had to look at him every second.

“Forget it, it’s the last time. I’ll never bet with him again on these seemingly simple but deadly wagers. As expected, there’s no such thing as a free lunch.”

She looked at Shí Yan, preparing to say it one last time, but as their eyes met, she wanted to look away.

It wasn’t that she was being affected, it was just this man’s slightly tilted head, interested expression, and those unclear, scorching eyes. Looking at him like this, calling out “husband” was really difficult.

“Husband,” Jiang Jiuchu said, and the pores on her body couldn’t help but constrict again in an instant.

She immediately stood up, intending to go out for some fresh air.

“Oh god! This is so tormenting. This man is abnormal, definitely abnormal.”

However, before she could take two steps, Shí Yan grabbed her wrist, quickly pulled her, and Jiang Jiuchu sat directly on his lap.

“Hey! What are you doing! I’ve already called you; what are you doing this for?” Jiang Jiuchu tried to stand up, wanting to leave the lap she was sitting on, but the large hand around her waist held her down, preventing her from standing up at all.

Shí Yan put his hands on Jiang Jiuchu’s slender waist, deeply understanding what was meant by a willow-like waist, so slim that it could be held in one hand.

His ambiguous voice sounded softly in Jiang Jiuchu’s ear, “Nothing! It’s just that my wife blinked when she called me her husband just now. What, is it that this prince is not good-looking? Is it so difficult to look at me and call me your husband?”