Female-dominated society: My wife is an incompetent wife

Chapter 32: She Wants to Kiss

"Oh, what's so hard about it? It's just making some sauce, it's a piece of cake for me. Besides, you don't have much work to do every day. If I didn't do something for you every day, I would feel bad." Mo Xunhuan picked up his water glass, took a sip, and said casually.

"Alright, then I won't be polite." Lan Ruoxin picked up her chopsticks, scooped the fried sauce into the bowl, and stirred it.

For Lan Ruoxin, noodles were something she rarely ate, partly because of their high carbohydrate content and partly because she came from a well-off family and had been strictly planned for from a young age. She rarely ate high-carbohydrate foods like noodles, preferring either stir-fried dishes or rice, or Western food.

However, since it was Mo Xunhuan who did it, she certainly had no reason to refuse, and she should indulge herself occasionally.

"It smells so good, but I'm sure I'll absorb a lot of calories from eating this bowl of noodles!" Lan Ruoxin said while eating her noodles, using her phone to search for calories.

"Oh, why are you so concerned about this? It's not like you're eating noodles every day. It's okay to have them once in a while. Besides, your figure is already perfect. Look at your slim waist, your legs, your abs. What's there to worry about?"

Hearing Mo Xunhuan's praise, Lan Ruoxin blushed and turned off her phone screen.

"Is that really what you think?" She looked up, pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at Mo Xunhuan shyly.

"Do I need to think about that? I saw it with my own eyes, it's an undeniable fact." Mo Xunhuan patted her flesh-colored stockinged legs, moved closer to her, and whispered in her ear.

"It's good to care about your figure, but you can't just focus on the weight; that's all just an illusion. The worst thing would be losing the weight you shouldn't have lost while trying to lose it all."

"Shouldn't it be reduced?" Lan Ruoxin was slightly taken aback, looking at Mo Xunhuan with a puzzled expression.

Mo Xunhuan didn't explain directly, but glanced downwards, which made Lan Ruoxin realize what was going on.

"No...no way?" Lan Ruoxin blushed in shock.

"Why not? It's all fat too. The fat on your waist and stomach has been burned off, so why wouldn't it be here? Besides, there's this area too, so you have to be careful here as well." With that, Mo Xunhuan boldly patted her.

Lan Ruoxin's body tensed up involuntarily, and her face turned incredibly red, like a boiled lobster.

"This...this must be because those people don't have professional exercise training. I go to the gym often and I often work out my chest and glutes. This situation would never happen to me."

"That's good. I was just reminding you not to focus solely on losing weight; maintaining a balanced figure is the most important thing. Your figure is already perfect; I'd feel it would be a shame if you lost all of it!"

Mo Xunhuan was very close, his breath brushing against Lan Ruoxin's earlobe, making her nervous and her heart race.

To avoid arousing suspicion, Lan Ruoxin picked up the bowl and began to eat the noodles with soybean paste in large mouthfuls, enjoying it immensely.

"Okay, I understand!"

"Then eat well. After you finish eating, I'll give you a massage." Mo Xunhuan sat down beside her, gazing at her tenderly.

After finishing her noodles with soybean paste, Lan Ruoxin took off her coat, leaving only a white shirt on her as she lay on the sofa. The tight shirt and uniform accentuated her perfect figure.

Mo Xunhuan skillfully went to the door, locked it from the inside, then went to Lan Ruoxin's side, knelt on her lap, and began to massage her.

For the past month, in addition to cooking for him every day, Mo Xunhuan would also massage him after he finished eating, which had become a habit.

"By the way, Ruoxin, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. What are your plans for tomorrow night?" Mo Xunhuan asked while giving her a massage.

"Me? I'll just stay the same. Christmas Eve is a foreign holiday, so my parents definitely won't celebrate it. I don't have a boyfriend, so at most I'll just go out for a walk, watch the festivities on the street, or go out for drinks and chats with some friends," Lan Ruoxin said.

"Friends?" Mo Xunhuan's eyes lit up. He patted her shoulder and said expectantly, "Since you're going out with friends, why don't you come to our house for the holiday? I'll cook a whole table of dishes myself, and after we've eaten, we can play games, like cards or truth or dare, drinking and playing at the same time, how about that?"

"Really?" Lan Ruoxin propped herself up, turned her head, and looked at Mo Xunhuan with surprise.

"Won't this disturb your family?"

"No, there's nothing to disturb. We're just having fun!" Mo Xunhuan said casually.

"That's great!" Lan Ruoxin turned around, facing Mo Xunhuan, and happily took his hand, saying, "When I bought Christmas materials last time, I also bought a small Christmas tree for your family. I'll put it at my house, and after I set it up tonight, I'll deliver it to your house tomorrow."

"Wow, you've thought of everything! Then I won't be polite." Mo Xunhuan nodded happily.

The two stared at each other, and as they looked, the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

In addition, there were only two people in the office, and when it suddenly became quiet, it was a little awkward.

"Ahem... um... do you still need a massage?" Seeing Lan Ruoxin's gentle yet somewhat unnatural gaze, Mo Xunhuan subconsciously looked away.

"Seeking pleasure~" Lan Ruoxin called out to him gently.

"Oh, right, I have something else to do, so I'll go first..." Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Mo Xunhuan wanted to slip away.

But Lan Ruoxin grabbed his hand and pulled him back, causing him to fall forward and land on top of her.

Fortunately, the other party had two airbags, so neither of them was injured.

After they fell, their faces were almost touching, staring intently at each other. Mo Xunhuan saw even more desire, a burning passion, in the other's eyes...

"I...I want to..."

"Don't think about it, it's no use!" Mo Xunhuan immediately refused, afraid that she would say it.

Lan Ruoxin hugged his back, grabbed one of his hands, and said nervously yet excitedly, "Even if it's useless, I still have to say it: I want to kiss you, like last time, really!"

"No, how could you say such a thing? You know perfectly well that I already..."

"You took the initiative first!" Faced with Mo Xunhuan's continued struggle and refusal, Lan Ruoxin suddenly shouted, startling Mo Xunhuan into silence as he stared blankly at her.

"Back at the hotel, you were the one who seduced and tempted me. You were the one who kissed me first, weren't you?" Lan Ruoxin looked at him excitedly.

"You're right, but that was because..."

"I don't want to hear explanations, I just want to hear the answer, I want to hear your honest opinion. Do you even have feelings for me? If not, why did you do that in the first place? Were you deliberately playing with me? Did you think it was funny to tease me like that? But do you know that because of that kiss, I dream about you every night now, dreaming about us kissing, dreaming about..."