The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control Chapter 165: Leading by Example

Midnight.

Mingzhu was sleeping in a daze when she suddenly found herself in a steamy embrace.

Her subconscious told her, Yun Zhen had returned ho.

She didn’t move.

She let him hold her.

His scorching gaze road over her face, like a predator eyeing its prey.

After a mont, sothing soft began to wreak havoc on her lips.

Roving everywhere.

Then a pair of hands slid under the hem of her nightgown.

Calloused fingertips slowly caressed, completely disturbing Mingzhu’s sweet sleep.

She opened her eyes and glanced at the man.

Mingzhu threw his hand away, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Yun Zhen was fiercely clingy.

He cuddled closely against Mingzhu from behind.

In a small voice, he asked, "Zhu Zhu, don’t you miss ?"

"Hmm, don’t miss you."

Yun Zhen didn’t like hearing this.

His cool fingers moved along her waistline.

"I think of you every day, during the day and at night, unable to sleep, always thinking, and when I get ho, all I want is to hold you and cherish you."

Mingzhu buried her head under the blanket, forcefully covering her ears, "Stop talking!"

"Why not talk? It’s my true feelings."

Mingzhu started to wonder if Yun Zhen had been swapped by soone else.

The forr him was like an unattainable exiled celestial.

But now, he says all sorts of ridiculous things freely.

Is this really the sa person?

"I neglected Mada for a few days, I’d like to make it up."

Yun Zhen pecked kisses on Mingzhu’s hand, "The Crown Prince allowed a day off, it’s enough ti."

The temperature on Mingzhu’s cheeks gradually rose, "Can you stop talking?"

"Then shall we just do it?"

Mingzhu: "..."

Yun Zhen has this ability to ignite Mingzhu’s heart anyti, anywhere.

She covered her ears even more forcefully.

Ignoring his embarrassing words while blocking his warm breath splashing against her ear.

Yun Zhen was overbearing, even his breath was domineering.

Despite not having been ho for a long ti, now that he appeared, the small bed was filled with the scent of cedar from him.

Strand by strand, rushing into Mingzhu’s nose.

She couldn’t ignore Yun Zhen’s presence.

"Keep your distance from , it’s too hot."

Yun Zhen had just showered with cold water, yet he felt icy-cold, so Mingzhu’s words were unconvincing.

"But I’m cold, I want you to hold ."

Mingzhu repeated, "I’m hot."

Yun Zhen propped himself up on the bed with his elbow, intensely gazing at Mingzhu.

The light was dim, she still covered her ears, but the skin behind her ear carried a light blush.

Yun Zhen saw it crystal clear.

His lips curled into a mischievous smile, "Then you must be wearing too many clothes."

Mingzhu’s heart skipped a beat.

Before she could react, she was trapped in his arms.

Monts later, the nightgown was tossed to the bed’s edge.

Everything flowed smoothly.

Yun Zhen originally wanted to tease his beloved woman a bit more, but when it ca to this mont, his self-control collapsed.

He tightly clasped Mingzhu’s hand, pressed against the pillow.

"Zhu Zhu, if you’re uncomfortable, make a sound."

"Otherwise, I might lose control."

Mingzhu buried her face in the soft pillow.

She turned her head.

Trying to breathe more easily.

Yun Zhen’s eagle-like gaze clung tightly to her.

Carefully observing her expression.

At one point he released Mingzhu’s hand, his arm slid across her waist.

A soft embrace.

She curled up like a cat.

A hum escaped.

Sounds of pleasure.

Sounds of pain.

The hanging canopy moved with no wind, occasionally a bell rang.

The joy of reunion after a brief parting.

Yun Zhen always had a strong need, wishing to cling to Mingzhu twelve hours a day.

Not having returned for a while, it was even more uncontrollable.

Pampering Mingzhu, learned a few new pages from that little book.

Until the first light of dawn did he finally stop.

If Ji Mingzhu hadn’t slept well in the first half of the night, she probably wouldn’t have lasted until now.

Feeling satisfied in both body and mind, Xie Yunzhen was full of energy, not looking at all like soone who stayed up all night.

He asked Ji Mingzhu, "What would you like for breakfast?"

Having stayed up half the night, Ji Mingzhu was very tired but not sleepy at all.

She sprawled lazily in the man’s arms, letting him massage her waist and back.

On hearing this, she deliberately made it difficult for Xie Yunzhen, "Will you cook for ?"

The last ti Xie Yunzhen was in the kitchen, he didn’t manage to make a single decent dish.

Although he hadn’t tried again since then, he had Tian Shui compile a cookbook, and now he knew by heart how to make simple als.

This ti, he felt much more confident.

He asked Ji Mingzhu to order dishes.

Not forgetting to add, "No complicated dishes allowed."

"Why don’t you just tell what I can order?"

Facing Ji Mingzhu’s teasing gaze, he dryly said, "The small kitchen didn’t prepare ingredients in advance, and complicated dishes take a long ti; you’ll get hungry."

Ji Mingzhu stared at him, "Young Master, has anyone ever told you, you’re really stubborn!"

She felt the remark wasn’t harsh enough.

Ji Mingzhu rephrased, "Your mouth is the hardest part of you!"

Xie Yunzhen was utterly flustered.

"Madam, are you belittling my previous performance?"

The man spoke with a faintly accusing tone.

His eyes danced with a dangerous glint.

Ji Mingzhu was sure if she dared to provoke Xie Yunzhen, he’d definitely "tornt" her with actual deeds.

But she didn’t want him to get too smug.

She curled into the blanket, mumbling, "It was okay."

"What do you an, ’okay’?"

Ji Mingzhu remained silent, so Xie Yunzhen pressed her, "Do you think I didn’t do well?"

"Needs improvent," Ji Mingzhu replied.

Xie Yunzhen pressed further, "Where do I need to improve?"

"Are you annoying or what!"

She covered her head with the blanket, refusing to talk.

Laughter flickered in Xie Yunzhen’s eyes; he loved seeing Mingzhu being coyly obstinate.

She seed to be gradually accepting him.

Otherwise, why would she reveal her true nature?

Last ti she said to let go of past grievances, and during this period when they hadn’t seen each other, deep down he was really afraid.

Afraid she’d change her mind in the blink of an eye.

After all, there was the supposedly resurrected Yuan Changan outside, refusing to leave the capital.

Clearly wanting to find a chance to coax Mingzhu away again.

And there was the Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace...

Although he hadn’t shown it, n understood n, and Xie Yunzhen knew the Crown Prince was also interested in Mingzhu.

With a pack of wolves lurking around, Xie Yunzhen was furious.

He and Mingzhu were already married; how could anyone be so shaless as to try to ruin their relationship?

This sense of crisis made Xie Yunzhen sleepless, night after night.

So whenever he got the chance to co ho, he wanted to take care of Ji Mingzhu first thing.

Call him dishonorable or shaless, it’s fine.

He just wanted Mingzhu to be inseparable from his body.

Even if his thods weren’t honorable, akin to the jealous bickering of concubines in the backyard.

As long as Mingzhu stayed by his side forever, he’d do anything.

He held Ji Mingzhu, along with the blanket, in his arms.

"Don’t stifle yourself."

"Go away."

Xie Yunzhen, sensitive to Ji Mingzhu’s mood, sensed her good humor and imdiately played along.

"I’m bad at cooking. How about you teach ?"

The person under the blanket trembled slightly.

Thinking sothing was wrong, Xie Yunzhen quickly pulled the blanket from Mingzhu’s head.

Only to see her smiling brilliantly, with eyes like star-filled constellations.

"You knew your cooking was bad, so where did you get the courage to cook for ?"

"Luckily, you didn’t serve it to , or my taste buds would have suffered."

Xie Yunzhen: "..."

That really hurt!

He gritted his teeth, "When I said it was bad, I was being humble."

Ji Mingzhu just eyed him without speaking.

Although she hadn’t tasted it herself last ti, she had heard about his culinary ’masterpieces.’

Apparently, when it was given to the cat, the cat took a sniff and walked away...

Even the cook complained that the Young Master wasted good ingredients.

Xie Yunzhen gave a fake cough, his ears tinged with a deep red.

He declared self-righteously, "That’s why you should teach ."

Ji Mingzhu, with an air of haughtiness, replied, "I don’t teach for free, nor do I taste for free."

Xie Yunzhen earnestly asked, "Should I pay in silver, or... with personal effort?"

With that, a pillow landed on his face.

"Xie Yunzhen, have so decency!"