Chapter 444: He Is His Wife’s Kitten

Chapter 444 He Is His Wife's Kitten

Shen Que clung to Wu Yue as he kissed her, "Darling, humor me a little longer. You know, there's still one more place."

As he spoke, Shen Que looked over at the swing on the side of the garden.

Wu Yue glared at him, "Don't even think about it outside!"

Shen Que, "No one will see. The entire garden is private."

Wu Yue, "That's still not happening!"

Shen Que began negotiating, "I’ll let you rest for the next two days; I won't touch you at all."

Wu Yue, "Your promises are worthless."

Shen Que slowly put Wu Yue down, shot her a meaningful look, then turned and walked back inside.

Wu Yue, "..." If only she had recovered, she would’ve blasted him with an Evil Energy Bomb right then!!

Wu Yue took a long breath, "Is your little kitten still here?"

Shen Que blinked, immediately replying, "Still here."

Wu Yue, "Then let it come play with me."

Shen Que instantly recalled the last time Wu Yue punished him and grew wary, "What are you going to do to him?"

Wu Yue smiled, "I'll do whatever I want; none of your business. Come or don’t, it’s up to you."

After saying that, she turned and sat on the swing, swinging slowly.

Shen Que hesitated for a second, then immediately turned and headed into the bedroom.

Wu Yue was squinting her eyes, swinging and basking in the sun, when she felt a little kitten nudging her leg.

Wu Yue scooped up the kitten, held it before her eyes, and kissed it.

Smelling the sweet fragrance on the kitten, she couldn’t resist holding it up to her nose to sniff.

The little kitten was just so adorable.

Wu Yue buried her face in the kitten’s, covering its round face with kisses.

The kitten meowed from her affection, and she began scratching under its chin, until it tilted its head back and meowed continuously.

Wu Yue leaned back, swaying gently.

She placed the kitten on her lap, stroking it from its neck down to its tailbone in slow, rhythmic motions.

From the moment Wu Yue picked him up, Shen Que felt as if he were floating on clouds.

Electricity was surging through his whole body, pure bliss.

The little kitten’s paws spread open, and it couldn’t help but roll onto its side in Wu Yue’s arms, exposing its belly.

Wu Yue began rubbing its stomach, and as she kneaded the soft fur, the kitten instinctively started kneading the air.

Wu Yue lifted the kitten and placed it on her chest, gazing into its big, beautiful green eyes.

Wu Yue couldn't help but compliment him, "You're so handsome."

"Meow."

Wu Yue, "I like you so much. Don’t stay with your owner anymore. Come home with me later? I’ll take care of you and get you fancy feast," she said.

"Meow."

Wu Yue held the kitten up to her face and whispered into its ear:

"Later, I’ll whisk you away. We won’t tell him; let him stay here by himself.

He’s so mean, always bullying me. We won’t play with him anymore."

"Meow."

The kitten was completely enchanted by Wu Yue’s sweet nothings. All it could do was let out soft meows and dutifully make biscuits.

As Wu Yue petted him, she couldn’t resist running her hand from its tailbone to the tip of its tail. The kitten’s tail instantly curled around Wu Yue’s hand, swishing against it. The whole cat was nuzzling against her, all clingy and affectionate.

Wu Yue patted the kitten’s bottom and suddenly said with surprise:

"Oh my, you’re a boy—why haven’t you been fixed yet?"

Shen Que’s brain instantly buzzed with alarm, he thought. It’s starting! This woman definitely wouldn’t make things easy for him!

Wu Yue lifted the kitten up, looking serious:

"Your owner doesn’t understand, so let this auntie take care of it.

Don’t worry, this auntie is an old pro at this. My hands are very steady."

"Meow!"

Hearing the pitched-up meow, Wu Yue laughed so hard she couldn’t straighten up.

The kitten jumped onto Wu Yue’s shoulder, angrily nipping at her neck.

As it nibbled, Wu Yue felt the kitten start licking her neck.

Feline tongues have tiny barbs, creating a tingling, ticklish sensation. As it licked, Wu Yue blushed at the thought of just what this kitten was.

Noticing Wu Yue’s expression change, the kitten immediately placed its paws on Wu Yue’s chest, starting to knead.

Now, Wu Yue was too embarrassed to look into the cat’s pretty eyes. She suddenly realized that not only had she failed to tease the kitten, but she had also been sweet-talked by a cat, leaving her blushing and flustered!

Wu Yue threw her head back, her face growing redder and redder, from her ears down to her neck. She gently pushed it away:

"I don’t want you anymore. You’re just as wicked as your owner.

He’s a pervert, and you’re a little pervert. Go back to your owner."

The kitten jumped to the ground before Wu Yue could react.

Shen Que swept Wu Yue up from the swing. Wu Yue’s face instantly turned scarlet. She covered her eyes abruptly, "Shen Que! Put some clothes on!"

Shen Que, "It’s my own yard. None of your business."

Wu Yue couldn’t lift her head, "Then let me go," she protested.

Shen Que leaned in close, whispered pleadingly, "Baby, could you turn around for me?"

Wuyue’s face flushed crimson, her eyes darting as she glanced at Shen Que.

Shen Que watched her nervously, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of his throat.

When he saw Wuyue’s movement, he couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at his lips, his bright white hair gleaming dazzlingly, nearly blinding.

Creak, creak... the sound of the swing gently swaying began again.

....

Shen Que watched as Wuyue ran off without looking back, his mind going blank as he fumbled into his clothes.

He didn’t chase after her, instead sitting alone on the swing, his mind filled with the image of Wuyue’s flushed face when she had turned to look at him.

Shen Que tilted his head back abruptly, eyes shut, and let out a low curse.

Just the memory alone was enough to make him fucking lose it.

Just as he was about to get up and take a cold shower, he suddenly snapped his gaze toward the glass door in surprise, watching as Wuyue returned, her cheeks flushed with shyness. Shen Que’s breathing grew increasingly rapid, uncontrollably so.

Wuyue lifted her gaze, her eyes desperate and vulnerable as she glanced at him, nearly wrecking Shen Que on the spot.

He closed the distance between them in an instant, sweeping her into his arms and carrying her back to the swing.

Wuyue whispered, "Put me down."

Shen Que’s brain short-circuited; whatever Wuyue said, he would do.

He looked down at her, his breaths coming in ragged pulls.

Shen Que felt Wuyue give him a light push, barely any force at all, yet it felt as though all the bones in his body had gone weak. He collapsed onto the swing.

Just as Shen Que thought Wuyue would sit down, she sank to her knees before him.

Shen Que’s eyes darkened as he looked at her, immediately pulling her into his lap.

"No, baby, I don’t want you to do this. I can’t handle seeing you like this."

Wuyue looked at him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and leaned in with a blush. Shen Que immediately grasped the nape of her neck and crushed his mouth to hers.

Their breaths grew heavier, and the atmosphere between them grew electric with tension as their eyes met.

Wuyue asked, "But you wanted this..."

Shen Que replied, "I do, I really do, but I don’t want you to do it like this."

Wuyue kissed him gently and whispered, "Let me go."

Shen Que’s eyes turned stormy. "Baby, I really don’t have the strength to turn you down again. Please, walk away on your own. I won’t stop you, I promise. Don’t do this, I—"

Before he could finish, his expression went completely blank, as if his mind went static, his mind instantly empty.

Shen Que felt that, right now, if Wuyue asked him to be her dog, he would do it in a heartbeat.

He had no dignity; he was her fucking dog.

Hell no—not a dog, but his wife’s kitten.