Remember Self-Control: Bossy Husband Loves Me Deep to Soul

Proofread by He Li

“You woman…” Gong Siming looks at the drunkard who clings to him; the smell of alcohol makes him frown, and his face now seems even gloomier. “Si Wan, release your hands, or I will throw you away.”

It is so hard for Si Wan to hold the handsome man in her arms. As alcohol is motivating, plus that her mind is unclear, she will not let the man in her arms go, neither will she leave his arms, “Gong Siming, it’s really you, I can hold you now, like in a dream.”

She murmurs a few words and the warm breath mixed with the smell of alcohol is thrown towards Gong Siming’s ear, leaving him a strange shudder, “Gong Siming, just give me a smile, okay?”

Si Wan rushes up to hug Gong Siming, reaching out to touch him across his face. “Why are you always grumpy, don’tI…treat you well?”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Gong Siming gets stunned for a moment, and he feels both disgusted and surprised: although Si Wan is desperate to sit on the position of young hostess of the Gong Family, Si Wan has become cold since her marriage, as well as detached and obedient, as if she would be infected by germs for getting close to him, which forces her to take a few steps back each time she meets him.

Therefore, such a shameless and clingy Si Wan nearly opens a new world for Gong Siming.

The corner of Gong Siming’s mouth is forced by the drunkard to curve in a strange way, after which he comes to himself and pushes Si Wan away with loathing. “Don’t pretend to be drunk and act crazily. Si Wan, do you think that drinking a little wine can make you close to me?”

Si Wan embraces one of his arms, to which Gong Siming gives a snort and then he pulls the person away and pushes her out without hesitation. He is a soldier with great strength, but Si Wan is just a slender woman. Therefore, in that way, Si Wan’s intimate contact with Gong Siming is totally destroyed.

“Hmm…” Si Wan falls to the ground with awkwardness; rubbing her sore arms, she groans dissatisfiedly, “Gong Siming, why did you push me?”

Getting up with dizzy mind, she feels not happy: how could she give up so simply when the man she dreams of will never be more obtainable?

Maybe alcohol inspires Si Wan’s potential guts and her desire for Gong Siming. She reaches out and rushes toward him again, clinging herself to the man’s legs this time. “Don’t leave. Stay with me. I’ve liked you for so long. Can’t you …smile to me?”

As Gong Siming stands on the ground, his height causes a gap between the two. His legs are embraced by Si Wan; in addition, he can’t hear clearly what the woman is murmuring. So Gong Siming is a little annoyed and he squads down to force apart her hands. His tone sounds harsh: “You’d better not push your luck. If I’m pressed too much, I will still resort to violence even if you are a woman.”

Of course Si Wan won’t listen to him: “I won’t release…. stop dragging me….” Since she has also learned freestyle grappling, she holds Gong Siming’s legs tightly in her arms. Meanwhile, she is also mumbling: “Gong Siming, how could you be like this? Anyway, I am your…your pursuer…. is there anything wrong that I like you?”

She takes a breath and speaks with a deep nasal monotone, “I’ve liked you for so, so long… but you bad guy… Why do you hate me so much? I hoped to marry you because I want your love… but you… you hate me so much, why?”

When Gong Siming hears this, for a moment he stands there with amazement, and his intended motion to get rid of Si Wan is suddenly stopped in the air. The strong strength his big hand has forced on one of Si Wan’s shoulder now changes into a gentle grasp, and a few unclear ripples appear in his heart, like a blue lake blown by a spring breeze.

“You say…. you like me?”

His eyebrows are slightly raised, but not for long they spread again. His eyes are tightly attached to the drunkard who is sticking to his lap, crying and harassing. He then feels himself a little ridiculous, “Just a drunkard, why do I fu*king believe in her words?”

If she really likes him, how can she be so cold and disdainful to him? He has flirted with countless women in front of her, but when does this woman show her jealousy even for once?

Does Si Wan show any hints of admiring him?

Clearly, these are just untrustworthy words of a drunkard!

Suddenly anger rises in Gong Siming’s heart. He gives Si Wan a prodon her head with his finger, “Stop fu*king lying. Look at what you have done, it’s impossible for you to like me.”

Si Wan’s mind is in a mess, but this sentence unexpectedly goes into her ear. Being insatiable, she keeps climbing up along his thighs, and then carefully holds his waist. Pursing up her lips, she acts like a spoiled child: “Gong Siming, I really like you very much, it started from a long time ago. But… you don’t like me…”

As she speaks, her eyes turn dim and her head meekly presses against his chest to seize every moment to get close to Gong Siming, “What should I do to gain your fondness?”

With his chest against her warm cheeks, Gong Siming’s sight starts to tremble, and the temperature passed through his suit is hot and thrilling, making him almost at a loss.

“Si Wan…” Gong Siming’s throat moves a little, raising his hands to hold her shoulder. He tries to pull her apart and talk in a normal way, “What did you say just now?”

Si Wan only notices that his resistant big hands pull her away, which makes her so scared that she shakes her head. Clinging tightly to his waist and arms, she cries off and on: “I know you are blaming me… but I really didn’t deliberately bump into Feng Ling… I am sorry, I didn’t mean it… Will you forgive me? I truly like you; can you like me a little… just a little, okay?”

At the very beginning, Gong Siming is touched by her rarely revealed soft and dependent side, but when Si Wan mentions Feng Ling, his face suddenly changes and his mind messes up as if he saw Feng Ling’s eyes looking at him with hatred.

“Damn!” Gong Siming’s face turns cold. Being not gentle any more, he uses some strength and Si Wan is thrown out directly, “Get away!”

Lying on her stomach, Si Wan’s lower jaw is against the cold and hard floor, and the ache wakes up part of her consciousness which is paralyzed by alcohol.

“Ouch, who beat me?” Si Wan is not a weak woman who tolerates other’s bullying. After finding out someone has beaten her, this immediately triggers her fury. As she can’t see things clearly right now, a person in a royal-blue suit who is looking at her coldly is all that she can catch sight of. Her angry voice breaks out: “You dare to beat me?”

When Gong Siming doesn’t notice it, Si Wan suddenly jumps from the ground like a little leopard, and then with a strong side hand she takes Gong Siming down to the floor in a moment.

Gong Siming grits his teeth: “Si Wan!”

Before he finished his words, Si Wan had held him all in her arms and gotten her whole body on Gong Siming directly. “Shut up!”

Gong Siming gnashes angrily and grasps Si Wan’s shoulders with his big hands, but the woman weights him down with a tough attitude: “Don’t move.”

After her words, she buries her face beside his, which makes the man stiff at once.

A cleaning staff passes by, and when seeing this, she closes her eyes and heaves a sigh: “Nowadays, even when searching for pleasure, these indulgent young people won’t find a suitable place…”

Hearing this, Gong Siming’s face turns grim with rage.