You Are My Starlight

Chapter 29: About Self-Esteem (Part 2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Huo Ting pulled hard twice while Su Mianmian used all her strength to protect her blanket.

Although he could use brute force to lift it, his heart suddenly softened while he saw Su Mianmian looking at him pitifully with a pair of innocent eyes.

Since his little wife had already acted coquettish to him, as a good husband, he should obey her wishes.

About acting coquettish, Mr. Huo had probably read too much into it.

“Forget it, suit yourself.” he said. “But you must tell me you still don’t feel well.”

Su Mianmian nodded and said tiredly, “I just want to sleep.” She was now sore all over after being at it the whole night and couldn’t wait to sleep forever!

Upon hearing that, Huo Ting turned off the lights, climbed into bed, and hugged Su Mianmian again.

Su Mianmian pushed him twice before realizing there was no way to push him away. Now that she was dead tired, she gave it up, closed her eyes and went to sleep…

Huo Ting looked down and felt very content.

Although his wife was much younger, she had a good temper, obeying and respecting him in everything. She was much more obedient compared to his friends’ wives.

He had a really good taste. No wonder he took a liking to her.

If Dongdong knew about his thoughts, he would probably yell again.

Miemie married into the family because of me, it had nothing to do with you!

…

In the middle of the night, Huo Ting dreamed of himself being burned by fire. The fire in his dream was very scary. No matter how he hard tried to put it out, the fire burned to his chest right away and surrounded him.

The feeling was too real, and he suddenly woke up.

Then he found Su Mianmian hugging him like a koala hugging a big tree.

His young wife really loved him so much? She couldn’t bear to be separated from him even when sleeping.

Huo Ting felt pleased and reached out to touch Su Mianmian’s face.

And he got a shock!

She was hot!

He quickly turned the light on and saw Su Mianmian’s face was red with her brows tightly knitted together, looking very uncomfortable.

“Mianmian, can you hear me?” he whispered.

But Su Mianmian was already in a daze from the fever, and she was mumbling, “Mom… Mom…”

Oh no, had his young wife lost her senses from the fever?!

Without hesitating, Huo Ting immediately picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The phone was quickly connected, but was also quickly hung up by the owner of the phone.

Huo Ting dialed again, and the phone was finally picked up after the second call. An extremely annoyed voice came from the phone.

“Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?”

“Ask your wife to come over to my place. I’m looking for her.” Huo Ting said coldly.

There was another silence on the other end of the phone, then the man said angrily.

“Damn it, you want my wife to go to your place in the middle of the night?! Am I dead? You want to make me a cuckold?! Ah! My dear, why did you wake up? Huh? I wasn’t cursing you… why would I curse you? I’ll be happy even if you make me a cuckold… No, no, I don’t mean that…”

After hearing the quarrel on the other end, Huo Ting hung up silently.

He was ashamed of having such a friend who was afraid of his wife.

After about ten minutes, his phone rang again. It was a clear and calm voice this time.

“Huo Ting, have you finally been murdered by your enemies? Is it a gunshot wound?”

You think I can’t sense the excitement in this clear and calm voice?!

Huo Ting frowned and felt very unhappy! But considering the fact that Su Mianmian was in a great need of a doctor now, he told himself that he couldn’t be angry with the doctor.

He said in a very displeased tone, “Unfortunately, neither happened.”

The other end responded with an “oh” and then said, “There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong listening to your voice. We’re going to switch off the phone and sleep.”

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“…” What kind of friends were they?

“My wife has a fever, come over and take a look at her.”

“Your wife? That little doll at the wedding yesterday?! Wait, I’ll be there in ten minutes!”

…

So even if he had been shot, it was not as important as his wife having a fever?