The Days of Being in a Fake Marriage with the CEO

Chapter 30: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

But from Bao Junyan’s perspective, her vicious expression seemed like that of a fierce little kitten trying to be adorably angry. There was no murderous aura around her at all, exuding only a kind of cuteness that made people want to pat her.

“Be good. Drink some water and go to sleep.” He patted her hair and tried to coax her.

“I don’t want to! I want ice cream!” Mu Huan said determinedly.

“Be obedient!” Bao Junyan was used to others listening to him. He didn’t know how to coax her any longer and, thus, he went back to being commanding.

“No, I won’t! I want ice cream! Ice cream!”

Bao Junyan rubbed his forehead.

At this moment, the initially mad Mu Huan began to wail. “I want to eat ice cream, I want to eat ice cream... You’re a bad man for not letting me eat ice cream... Wu wu...”

It wasn’t a fake sob. She was really crying with tears rolling down her face.

Those sparkling and translucent teardrops made Bao Junyan unable to remain heartless with her. He could only get someone to bring some ice cream over.

Mu Huan smiled in satisfaction when she got to eat the ice cream she wanted.

She was an adorable, lovely, and obedient girl once again.

Mu Huan stopped eating midway as she swept her gaze over to him. “Uncle, why are you such a busybody? Why did you have to be so nosy, stopping others from eating ice cream!”

Bao Junyan: “...!!!”

Uncle? He was only 30! It was the prime age of men!

“Don’t be angry, I am just telling the truth...” Mu Huan said as she paused for a moment, forgetting what she had wanted to say.

Just as she was trying her hardest to think about what she wanted to say, the ice cream in her hands was taken away.

“You are telling the truth? Great!” Bao Junyan laughed instead of getting angry.

However, the drunk Mu Huan couldn’t help but feel cold and shiver at his smile.

But she still insisted on wanting to eat it. “Give me back my ice cream...”

“You still want it?” That low and attractive tone was like the seductive voice of Satan from hell. One would know that he was dangerous, yet couldn’t reject the attraction.

“Yes.”

...

Mu Huan constantly got woken up due to hunger because she was starved as a kid. When she gained the ability to take care of herself after she grew older, she would let herself suffer any sort of grievances except for hunger. When she was just a little hungry, she would eat something. This made her unable to bear even a little bit of hunger. Therefore, no matter how tired she was and how late she slept, the moment she was hungry, she would wake up.

She turned in bed and got ready to wake up, only for her hand to touch a buff muscle wall.

She was stunned for a moment before getting up instantly.