Chapter 440: Pengpeng? Pengpeng-ge?
After spending some time with Han Jing, Su Yu cleverly realized that whenever she had a purpose, she would look at him with this very gentle gaze.
So, being stared at with a smiling face by Han Jing all morning, Su Yu was sure that Han Jing had something she wanted him to do, or she had some request.
However, Su Yu greatly enjoyed Han Jing’s pleading gaze, which was very obvious, yet she intentionally didn’t say it out loud, making it inexplicably adorable to him.
So, Su Yu calmly let Han Jing stare at him, but didn’t ask her what she wanted.
Han Jing became anxious, facing Su Yu, a husband so "insensitive," she felt quite helpless. Spending all morning without achieving any effect, Han Jing couldn’t keep up the charade any longer; in terms of playing it cool, she was truly no match for Su Yu.
Han Jing scooted over to Su Yu’s side, hugged Su Yu’s arm, and looked at him with her bright eyes. "Su Yu, can I discuss something with you?"
"Speak."
Han Jing arched her eyebrows: "You see, learning telekinesis with you alone is a bit dull for me; can I bring An’an and my mother along?"
"No."
Su Yu’s response was still straightforward.
Han Jing...
"After all, she’s my best friend and your mother-in-law. You can’t be so ungracious!" Han Jing muttered pitifully.
Su Yu completely ignored her.
... Han Jing knew that despite Su Yu being quite close to her every day, he was actually very resistant to women. For example, under normal circumstances, as long as he was in a room, Mujin, Dongbao, and Bohe could hardly appear in his sight. Only if instructed could they enter. Even his only female subordinate Lan Lan couldn’t step an inch past the doorway without orders.
So, persuading him to agree to this seemed indeed a bit challenging.
Being married to such an "exceptional" husband, Han Jing didn’t know whether to feel pleasantly surprised or worried. She suddenly looked sadly at Su Yu and asked, "Won’t you be resistant to our daughter too? Will you favor boys over girls?"
Su Yu glanced at her: "What nonsense are you talking about! How could she be like others?"
Han Jing toyed with his fingers, muttering: "Then just agree with me..."
Su Yu decisively ignored her.
"Su Yu..."
Ignored.
"Su Yu?"
Still ignored.
"Husband?"
He gave her a look, but still showed no response.
Han Jing...
As an actress who was also a professionally trained assassin, acting coquettish was quite easy for her.
Han Jing stood up, and smoothly moved into Su Yu’s arms, sitting on his lap, with her arms wrapped around his neck, staring at him. Maliciously, she wiggled, soon feeling something press against her thigh.
Han Jing, disregarding her conscience, wiggled again, and Su Yu’s face didn’t look too good.
Having discovered Su Yu’s secret, Han Jing immediately glanced at Su Yu’s earlobe with the corner of her eye, and sure enough, it was already red.
Taking the opportunity, Han Jing spoke in a soft voice: "Husband? Yun Peng? Pengpeng? Pengpeng bro?"
Seeing Su Yu’s earlobes already red as if bleeding, Han Jing was in a great mood, feeling triumphant. From her observation, as long as Su Yu’s earlobes turned red, they were usually close to being soft too.
Shamelessly, Han Jing moved her face closer to Su Yu’s earlobe, then stuck out her tongue, lightly licking Su Yu’s earlobe~