Lady Meilin is seduced by her green tea brother-in-law everyday-Chapter 137: More lessons on kissing.

Mei Mei sent Han Rui away immediately. She was a young woman and yet when she entered the gate, her back was bent and she was wheezing. It was as if she had aged by sixty years all of a sudden.

She was sure that Jingzhe was somewhere in the house. How else would he know that she had almost patted Han Rui’s head?

"Where is A Zhe?" She asked the first servant she saw and she was pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

Jingzhe was inside, hammering away at the ribs as if they had offended him personally. His entire body was tense and his jaw was clenched. He was clearly not trying to cook the ribs but murder them.

"Hehehe...it looks like you will be having pounded goat ribs for dinner tonight." C4 commented.

She sent the servants out and closed the kitchen door. Then she approached him and touched his arm. "A Zhe," She called him in a gentle voice. "You look like so nice in this apron."

She was not just coaxing him, she was being truthful. There was something attractive about a man that could cook and to her, it multiplied because it was Jingzhe, with his charming face in an apron, cooking for her. Between adorable and sexy, she could not decided how to describe him.

"It would probably be better if he was shirtless." C4 said.

Mei Mei gave the fox a virtual punch. "You shut up!" She put her around Jingzhe’s waist, hugging him from behind. "A Zhe, you look so sexy. Your sister Mei Mei is very attracted to you right now. Aiyo, what will we do about this?"

Mo Jingzhe’s pounding was paused. His mouth remained shut but his ears betrayed him by turning red.

"A Zhe, don’t you want to turn around and play with me?" She asked in a sly voice.

Jingzhe loosened her hands and replied, "I am cooking, don’t mess around in the kitchen."

Mei Mei forced him to turn around and she laughed. There he was again, turning red like a cooked shrimp! He was really easy to tease.

"But A Zhe, what if I want to mess around in the kitchen? Didn’t we agree that I would teach you how to kiss?" fгeewebnovёl.com

"I..." he started’

She moved closer, stepped on his bare feet and kissed him on the cheek. Mei Mei was about to back away when his hand trapped her. He lowered his head and took advantage of the opportunity, going for her lips. After biting her bottom lip last time, he was much more careful this time.

He took his time cherishing the moment, prying her mouth open lazily and exploring her lips slowly. Her softness and willingness to kiss him back thrilled him. Jingzhe had not kissed any other woman but he was sure that Mei Mei was the best kisser in the world.

She was good that she could give lessons but the lessons were only for him. He would never give her the chance to kiss any other man but him. A flash of possessiveness was triggered in him and his kiss switched from soft to hard and long.

Mei Mei tapped him on the back, mumbling words that were just entering his mouth. She wanted him to slow down a bit. She was not going anywhere after all.

He carried her suddenly and sat her her down on the kitchen counter. Her buttocks squished two ripe tomatoes, not that the pair noticed as they were too busy eating each other’s lips.

Meow Meow wanted to squeal a warning but the last time the bat interrupted a kissing couple, she had been sent out to sleep in the trees in the green house by Chi Lian. Meow Meow had not lived in the wild ever since she was rescued by Chi Lian. Those two days of living in the green house had been the worst of her new life. She was a house bat, born for soft life, not the wild life.

The bat turned away and feasted on her strawberries. What the humans destroyed while sucking face was none of her business.

A cutting board fell to the ground and the two humans and one bat were startled. Jingzhe ended the kiss and he placed his head in the crook of Mei Mei’s shoulder, taking deep breaths.

"When do you get your divorce certificate?" he asked.

"Twenty seven days." She answered. "Why?"

Because I want to marry you and make you mine in every way, Jingzhe thought. Not that he shared the thought. He said, "Because I want to kiss you in public and let everyone know that I am yours and you are mine. The world is full of thieves, I must protect my things."

He did not want others like that pretty faced boy he had seen climbing out of her car stealing her from him. He had been waiting for too long for the opportunity to be with her. Nobody was stealing it from him.

His hands tightened around her waist and she winced.

"A Zhe is this about the young man I gave a ride in my car? Are you jealous?" She asked calmly.

He raised his head, looked into her eyes and nodded. He was already pouting and making his sad puppy eyes. "Sister, he called you sister and you touched his head." He took her hand and placed it on his head. "Can you only touch my head from now on? I don’t mind it if you do it for Mingzhu and your relatives but the outsiders, can you not touch them? You can pat my head whenever you want."

She laughed softly and ruffled his hair, "Aww, you are such a jealous one. I promise, I will only pat your head from now on. As for the young man you saw, I helped him out. Someone had kidnapped him and I gave him a ride. He apologized for misunderstanding me and I almost patted his head just to comfort him because he was about to cry."

"Really?" he responded.

She nodded. "I don’t even know his name. I met him when I had gone out to buy you a gift." She told both lies very smoothly.

She jumped down from the kitchen counter, stepped out of the kitchen for half a minute and returned with the scroll of heaven’s mandate.

"Look, A Zhe. I met an old man selling antiques and I bought his for you." She unwrapped the scroll and showed it to him.

At first, he was like her, assuming that the scroll was another replica sold in the antique markets. He did not care, he would cherish it because it was a gift her anyway.

But, as soon as the rays of the sun and smoke coming from a clay pot that was cooking rice hit the scroll, it glowed in a way only the genuine one would do. On taking a closer look at the scroll in Mei Mei’s hands, Jingzhe’s mouth parted in shock.

"Is that what I think it is?" he whispered.