After Marrying the Top Alpha of a Wealthy Family, I Am Spoiled Rotten Chapter 68

Chapter 68

The air was filled with the scent of Xuelan.

The sound of the milk bottle dripping was particularly clear in the quiet room. Wen Yan was afraid of waking his husband and felt a bit embarrassed, wanting to get up and go to the other room.

At this moment, a hand pressed down on his, and at the same time, a hot chest pressed against his back.

Wen Yan was slightly startled and adjusted his clothes.

"Chuanwu, did I wake you?"

Lin Chuanwu held him in his arms, clearly seeing everything but still deliberately asking.

"What are you doing?"

"…A bit full." Wen Yan's face was hot.

"Is there more?"

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you let me have some?"

"I was planning to… but you were asleep, and I didn't want to disturb you."

Wen Yan's hand slowly reached for his face and began to caress it. Wen Yan couldn't see, but he loved touching his face like this. Lin Chuanwu let him touch it, his Adam's apple rolling. If he hadn't pretended to be asleep, Wen Yan would have fed him.

"Chuanwu," Wen Yan said softly, "there should still be some…"

"Let me have it."

"Then let's lie down."

The two lay back down, and Wen Yan pressed Lin Chuanwu's head against his chest.

An alpha nearing their susceptible period had a higher body temperature than normal, and their mouth and breath were also hot. Wen Yan's skin was dampened, and a slight tingling spread throughout his body.

Wen Yan's fair cheeks were tinged with a bit of red.

He gently and softly combed through Lin Chuanwu's messy hair.

Wen Yan smiled and continued to sing a lullaby to his slightly older baby.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, may all the beautiful things in the world, health, and happiness always accompany you…"

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby…"

The next morning, Wen Yan was the first to wake up. He was still holding Lin Chuanwu's head, and as he moved, a slight numbness began to spread. Lin Chuanwu seemed to be waking up too. Wen Yan wanted him to sleep a bit longer, so he stayed in that position.

After a while, Wen Yan felt the arm around his waist tighten, and Lin Chuanwu's breathing became very rapid.

"No!"

"Chuanwu, did you have a nightmare?"

In the past, Wen Yan could clearly see Lin Chuanwu's expression at this moment, but now, he could only rely on touch and hearing… The face that was just clear and fresh now felt cold and sweaty, and his heartbeat was very clear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here with you." Wen Yan pressed his face against his and patted his back.

Wen Yan felt Lin Chuanwu slowly calm down.

Then the hand holding his waist slowly caressed his skin.

"Are you awake?"

"Yeah."

"What did you dream about just now?"

"I dreamed that you left while I was asleep again, and I couldn't open my eyes no matter what, and I couldn't catch you."

Wen Yan didn't know what to say.

"But when I really woke up, I found I was still holding you." Lin Chuanwu flipped over and pressed him underneath.

"Kiss me now."

Wen Yan wrapped his arms around his neck, found his lips with his hand, and kissed him.

Slowly, Wen Yan felt Lin Chuanwu's tense and hot abdomen.

Wen Yan was warmed by Lin Chuanwu's body temperature and also started to heat up. He endured the shame and slowly moved his hand down.

"Chuanwu, can I use my hand to help you…"

Lin Chuanwu's scalp tightened and suddenly pressed him down.

"Let's have breakfast first."

Wen Yan felt a bit disappointed.

*

The living room floor was covered with a fluffy carpet, and various small toys were scattered on it.

Lin Yijing was crawling on it, surrounded by three little wolves about his size.

Lin Yijing grabbed a toy carrot and stuffed it into his mouth, and at the same time, he clamped a little wolf's head and stuffed things into their mouths too.

Wen Yan couldn't see this; he used the blind mode on his phone to take pictures and let the AI read out the background and characters in the images, as well as what the characters were doing.

After breakfast, Lin Chuanwu went to the group, and Wen Yan stayed at home, watching Lin Yijing.

Lin Yijing's closest person now was Wang Meizhi. Wen Yan didn't feel any jealousy about this; instead, he was very grateful to Wang Meizhi.

After he left, Lin Chuanwu was also very busy, probably having no time to take care of Lin Yijing.

Only Wang Meizhi was there to take care of him, and this was the most challenging time for a child of this age.

Besides gratitude, he also felt very guilty towards Lin Yijing.

He always thought that Lin Chuanwu's mother shouldn't have left him to go abroad when he was so young, but what he did seemed not much better than her.

Lin Yijing didn't recognize him or want him, which was normal.

Wen Yan's legs were much better now. He left the chair and sat on the carpet.

Lin Yijing didn't remember him, but the three little wolves did. They surrounded Wen Yan, affectionately licking his clothes.

Wen Yan patted their heads.

"Thank you for playing with Yijing."

"Sister Meizhi, please feed them some beef."

The three little wolves smelled the meat and rushed to the kitchen.

Wen Yan turned towards Lin Yijing.

"Yijing, would you like to come to Mama?"

Wen Yan didn't hear any crawling sounds; Lin Yijing didn't come over.

Wen Yan shook the milk bottle, "Yijing, do you want some milk? Mama has milk here."

Only then did Lin Yijing crawl over, his soft little hand grabbing Wen Yan's hand, trying to snatch the bottle away.

Wen Yan took the opportunity to hold him in his arms. Seeing that he was about to cry, he hurriedly put the nipple into his mouth.

Lin Yijing immediately started sucking eagerly.

Wen Yan sadly touched Lin Yijing's head. When he left, his hair was still short, but now it reached his neck.

His arms and legs were rounder than half a year ago, but his face was thinner.

After drinking the milk, Lin Yijing began to struggle in Wen Yan's arms, not wanting to be held.

Wen Yan, afraid he would cry, let him go.

In the evening, when Lin Yijing was sleepy, he called for mama, but he wasn't looking for Wen Yan; he went to find Wang Meizhi.

When Lin Chuanwu came back, he found Wen Yan lying on the bed, looking gloomy.

"Did Lin Yijing make you angry?" Lin Chuanwu held him in his arms.

"No, he didn't." Wen Yan said softly, "Yijing seems to have really forgotten me."

"That little brat doesn't know what's good for him. There will be a time when he clings to you."

"Am I like your mother…" Wen Yan was sad.

"You're much better than her. At least you feel guilty and want to make it up to Lin Yijing. She never felt guilty towards me."

Hearing him say this, Wen Yan's mood didn't improve much.

"After my susceptible period, let's go out and have some fun as a family. Without Wang Meizhi, he should get closer to you."

"Okay." Wen Yan felt a bit better.

Lin Chuanwu suddenly asked, "Did you feed him?"

Wen Yan's face heated up, "No."

"Then feed me." Lin Chuanwu said hoarsely.

Lin Chuanwu whispered in his ear, the hot breath making Wen Yan go soft.

So he fed Lin Chuanwu again.

After Lin Chuanwu finished, he kissed him, the taste of Xuelan filling Wen Yan's mouth.

Wen Yan's cheeks flushed.

Lin Chuanwu looked down at him, wondering what his reaction would be when he couldn't see during c.

Lin Chuanwu's throat tightened.

"Chuanwu, should we do it?" Wen Yan shyly rubbed his chin.

"Your body is too weak right now."

Lin Chuanwu lifted his thigh, thin and seemingly fragile with just a bit of force.

"You can hold back now, but what about during your susceptible period?" Wen Yan was worried.

Lin Chuanwu was silent.

"Chuanwu, do you not want me to be with you during your susceptible period?"

"I'm afraid of hurting you."

*

On the living room carpet.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp."

The little wolves made uncomfortable whimpering sounds.

"Yijing, are you squishing the little wolves?" Wen Yan felt for Lin Yijing and then under his butt, indeed finding a little wolf lying there.

He hurriedly picked Lin Yijing up.

The little wolf immediately crawled up and hid behind Wen Yan.

"Yijing, you hurt the little wolf. You can't do that next time."

Lin Yijing seemed to understand, or maybe he didn't, his round eyes staring unblinkingly at Wen Yan.

He suddenly reached out his little hand to touch Wen Yan's face.

"Ma! Ma!"

"Yijing…" Wen Yan was stunned, "Did you recognize me?"

But Lin Yijing quickly crawled away from his arms again.

Wen Yan felt a bit lost.

Yijing didn't need him, and Chuanwu didn't need him anymore either…

But soon, a soft little hand grabbed Wen Yan's arm.

"Ma!"

Then, something soft and fluffy was stuffed into Wen Yan's arms.

It was Yijing's favorite carrot toy.

As Wen Yan was feeling it, a furry little head also burrowed into his arms.

Wen Yan's body stiffened, then he held him tightly in his arms.

"Yijing, have you forgiven me?"

Lin Yijing made a couple of sounds and started gnawing on Wen Yan's chin.

Wen Yan felt his small, soft body, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"I will never leave you and Daddy again."

*

In the evening, Lin Yijing started wanting Wen Yan to put him to sleep.

Wen Yan sang a lullaby to his little baby.

"If your dad knew I was singing to you too, he would definitely be unhappy." Wen Yan laughed.

After speaking, Wen Yan looked at the clock; it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Why hasn't Chuanwu come back yet?

In the past, Wen Yan would have gone to sleep, but he knew Lin Chuanwu's susceptible period was coming.

Wen Yan carefully got out of bed and went to another room to call his husband.

No one answered.

Wen Yan then called Qiu Yi.

Qiu Yi answered.

"Is Chuanwu busy?"

Qiu Yi hesitated, "President Lin, he's busy."

"Chuanwu's head hurts during his susceptible period. Please get him some medicine."

"I'll bring it to him in a bit." Qiu Yi realized he had slipped up as soon as he said it.

"Where is he now?" Wen Yan asked seriously.

Qiu Yi hesitated for a long time before telling the truth.

"At the villa in Ming Mountain."

At midnight, a black car stopped in front of the Ming Mountain villa.

The driver got out first, opened the back door, and helped Wen Yan out.

Qiu Yi hurriedly came out of the villa.

"It started at three in the afternoon today. President Lin didn't mean to hide it from you; he was just afraid of hurting you."

Qiu Yi explained for Lin Chuanwu.

Wen Yan didn't say anything.

Wen Yan felt like he walked a long way.

Then he heard Qiu Yi, who was supporting him, say they had arrived.

A strong, scorching aura overwhelmed him.

Even though he had experienced an alpha's susceptible period twice, Wen Yan's heart still fluttered.

"President Lin, Mr. Wen is here?" Qiu Yi knocked on the door with a heavy heart.

No one answered inside.

"Mr. Wen, your body is too weak right now. President Lin is afraid of hurting you. Why don't you go back first and come back when President Lin is a bit more stable?"

Wen Yan shook his head.

"Chuanwu… can you let me in?"

"I want to see you."

Still, no one answered.

Wen Yan knew Lin Chuanwu was listening.

"If you don't want me to come in, that's okay. I'll just stay outside with you."

Only then did the door open a crack, and a violent airflow rushed out.

Qiu Yi felt a slight pain in his chest, and when he recovered, Wen Yan was gone, and the door was closed.

Inside the room.

Wen Yan was pressed against the door.

Lin Chuanwu's body was scorching, his breathing heavy.

Wen Yan trembled as he reached for his face.

But he touched something metal—it was a muzzle.

Many alphas, afraid of hurting others during their susceptible period, would wear such things.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Wen Yan's fingers trembled violently.

Lin Chuanwu's breathing deepened.

"Not telling me makes me very sad. It makes me feel like you and Yijing don't need me anymore."

Lin Chuanwu suddenly tightened his grip on him.

"I do need you."

"Then let me stay with you, okay?" Wen Yan gently touched his stiff back.

"Chuanwu… I'm just blind, my legs aren't great, but I'm not as fragile as glass."

"Even if you're rough, you won't break me…"

Suddenly, Wen Yan's feet left the ground, and he was picked up.

Then placed on the bed.

The scorching body of the alpha quickly pressed down.

"Do you remember last time during the susceptible period you passed out from being c?" Lin Chuanwu asked, holding his jaw.

"I remember…"

"It's okay, I didn't pass out from pain, I was…" Wen Yan was too embarrassed to continue.

Lin Chuanwu's swallowing was loud, like he was starving.

Wen Yan's hand was given a switch.

"I'm taking off the muzzle."

"I'm still wearing a collar. If you press it, I'll get shocked. If I make you uncomfortable, just press it, okay?"

Wen Yan shook his head.

"You won't hurt me."

"Don't wear such things."

Lin Chuanwu was stunned.

"Okay, then help me take it off."

Wen Yan felt for the back of his neck, unfastened the clasp, and the collar was removed and placed aside.

The muzzle was also removed.

After taking it off, Wen Yan's lips pressed against his.

"Chuanwu…"

Soon, he felt the slow approach of something huge and terrifying.

The surrounding air seemed to thin, and Wen Yan's vision blurred. In this situation, not being able to see made his senses extremely heightened.

He had never felt Chuanwu's fingertips were so rough, a light touch making him tremble uncontrollably…

Even the breath by his ear became like a nimble tongue, wantonly licking his earlobe.

A tingling current climbed up his tailbone, causing a difficult-to-endure flush to rise on Wen Yan's cheeks.

With a tearing sound, Wen Yan heard the sound of a packaging bag, and he gently cupped Lin Chuanwu's heated face.

"Chuanwu, this time, can we not use protection…"