Mr. Qin, Your Mute Wife is a Full-Level Bigshot

Chapter 165: Carried by Mr. Qin

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After putting on her clothes as quickly as possible, she immediately hid under the blanket and covered her head with it. She punched the bed in frustration.

She clearly remembered holding the towel tightly with her hand. When did the towel fall apart?

This was really embarrassing. Oh… She was too ashamed to face anyone.

Dear God, give her a hole in the ground to hide in!

When Qin Ruohan came out of the shower, he saw movements under the blanket like a child playing under it.

There was a hint of helplessness in his cold, beautiful eyes, as well as an indulgence that he had never noticed before.

She was indeed young and childish.

What else could he do? He was the one who chose her as his wife. He had to dote on her even if he had to kneel.

He lifted the blanket dispassionately and looked at Ye Caitang, who suddenly looked like she was facing a great enemy. “What game are you playing? Playing house?” Ye Caitang:

Did she f*cking look like a three -year-old?

“Get up and eat. Play after dinner.” Qin Ruohan stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers and gently rubbed Ye Caitang’s head.

Ye Caitang:

Was he doing this on purpose? Who was he looking down on?

She had lived two lifetimes. Her age in both lifetimes added up was even older than his.

Qin Ruohan saw that Ye Caitang’s eyes were wide open as she looked at him in a daze. He suddenly frowned.

“Are you having a fever?”

He reached out his fair hand worriedly and touched Ye Caitang’s forehead.

“It’s not hot; it doesn’t look like a fever.”

“Are you so famished that you’ve become silly?” Ye Caitang suddenly glared daggers at Qin Ruohan’s handsome face. ‘

You’re the silly one. Your whole family is silly.

Qin Ruohan saw a hint of liveliness in Ye Caitang’s dazed eyes. His thin lips curled up slightly and quickly pursed into a straight line. Then, he suddenly bent down and picked Ye Caitang up.

“You’re indeed famished.”

“Let’s go. Hubby will bring you downstairs for dinner.”

Like an adult carrying a child, Qin Ruohan carried her with one arm and went downstairs.

Qin Ruohan—who was walking on the spiral staircase—suddenly asked seriously when he thought of Ye Caitang’s actions in the bedroom.

“Do you like it when I carry you like this?”

Ye Caitang:

Thinking of how Ye Caitang was unwilling to learn martial arts, Qin Ruohan tempted her.

“If you like it, as long as you practice martial arts obediently every day, I can carry you like this anytime you want in the future.”

Ye Caitang buried her face in Qin Ruohan’s shoulder in embarrassment, her face burning.

F*ck, she was not a three-year-old child. Why did he have to ‘insult’ her like

Ye Caitang felt that Mr. Qin’s IQ must have gone offline, so…

During the meal, Qin Ruohan handed his cell phone to her so that the two of them could communicate through words.

She did not say a word throughout the entire meal. She just lowered her head and ate… and ate… and ate…

Hence, she ended up eating a lot again and her belly became rounder.

Qin Ruohan was not a talkative person to begin with. But taciturn as he was, he really did not like it when Ye Caitang suddenly turned from a chatterbox to a real little mute.

Was she too tired?

Should he reduce the training time for basic training tomorrow?

Or was he too fierce in the training room? Did she suddenly dislike him because she was angry?

In Qin Ruohan’s mind, this lass tried her best to promote herself and wanted to marry him—she definitely liked him.

Therefore, when Ye Caitang ignored him, he suddenly felt inexplicably

worried, nervous, and anxious…

Hence, he made a decision…