Jing yuan let out a soft chuckle, followed by a loud yawn from exhaustion. His golden eyes were half-open, looking at you as you waved your hands, saying something to him, clearly furious. He tapped his fingers on his desk, glancing at the sleeping Mimi before looking back at you. His eyes ran over your body before stopping at your eyes, noticing your angry gaze.

It all started when your precious husband started coming home less often due to work. At first, you didn't complain, because you understood what a burden he was carrying, and when he came home, he always made amends with his guilt in front of his beloved mistress. From your favorite food to making love in your shared bedroom.

He can't afford for his beautiful one to come to him one day with divorce papers, can he?

"Come on, Bao Bei, calm down," the general said with a languid smile, to which you sent him an irritated look, stopping your shouts for a second. Before he could say a word, you began lecturing him again, causing him to cover his face with his hand, shaking his head with a smirk that you could not see.

You could not calm down. Not when lately your nightly companion was Mimi, who slept with you on the bed, taking up all the space. Of course, Jing Yuan felt guilty leaving you alone at home, but he could not abandon his post, leaving the residents of Xianzhou Lofu without protection.

But is it all worth it if your marriage is slowly falling apart?

Of course, you understood all the risks when you married the divine foresight. Of course, you supported him with all your might and understood the state of things, but it was exhausting. Constantly worrying about his well-being when he stayed asleep at work. Constantly worrying about whether he would remain faithful, since many ladies could not help but fall for the general's beauty. Of course, he never questioned his loyalty, but sometimes these thoughts tormented your mind, not giving you a normal sleep for the next nine hours, forcing you toss and turn.

When you mentioned his last battle, from which the general, of course, emerged victorious, but still received injuries, his smirk disappeared as he again took on his expression, accepting your concern for your husband. he knew that he often made you worry and he didn't like it.

"But I'm still here, in front of you," the blond began, tapping his finger under his chin as he finally decided to ease your worries. "You do realize that I'll never lose, right? Not when I have my beloved wife waiting for me at home."

When you finally stopped screaming, Jing Yuan sighed and stood up from his seat, walking slowly towards you, causing the lion to raise his head to look at the two of you, rubbing his muzzle against your leg, before drifting off to sleep again.

Once in front of you, your husband reached out to you, quickly hugging you around the waist and pulling you into his chest, burying his nose in your hair and inhaling the beloved scent of your perfume that entered his nostrils. Without giving you a chance to respond, he placed his hands under your hips and lifted you up, carrying you to his desk.

He let out a chuckle as you tried to pull away, still hurt by his carelessness, so he slapped his hand on the back of your thigh, making you whimper in surprise, hugging the blonde haired man tightly around his neck, so as not to fall off him. although you knew that he always holds you tightly when he carries you in his arms.

Walking over to his desk, he sat you down on it before spreading your legs and standing between them, placing his calloused hands on your hips, squeezing them gently. He leaned closer to you, touching your noses and rubbing against you.

“Stop arguing with husband, sweetheart,” he began, his blond hair tickling your cheeks, making you shudder. “Time to kiss.”

Not giving you time to respond, he pressed his lips to yours, gripping your hips tightly to keep you from running away. he playfully pouted when you didn't kiss him back, so he pressed his lips harder against yours, what made you whine into his lips, clutching the hem of his top.