This Alpha Is So Devoted to His Wife - Chapter 77.2

“I don’t require you to work ‘996’ (9 am to 9 pm, 6 days a week), nor do I need you to be ‘007’ (working through the night, 7 days a week). I need you to complete your eight hours every day with the highest efficiency and in the most energetic state. The people who remain are the elites. The Galaxy Group never employs incompetent people. I hope that in the days to come, I will be able to remember every one of you.”

Two weeks later, on a private island.

The two newlyweds, on their honeymoon travel wedding, sat together under a beach umbrella in front of the resort villa.

“Mhm, proceed with that.”

Lu Xinghe leaned against the lounge chair, watching Duan Yeluo, who was straddling his lap and taking a work call. He saw his wife was wearing his white T-shirt, which was loose-fitting, exposing his collarbone and shoulders. His legs, bent and resting on Lu Xinghe’s sides, were dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

Who would know that the CEO, whose tone was cold and strong when talking to his secretary on the phone, was wearing his clothes and sitting on his lap?

He cupped Duan Yeluo’s waist and hips with both hands.

Duan Yeluo was confirming work with his secretary. “Tell Young CEO Jiang tomorrow—”

The words were instantly cut short. He clutched his phone, his pupils slightly contracted, forcibly restraining the breath that nearly escaped, looking at Lu Xinghe with disbelief.

The hands supporting his waist and hips squeezed, as if issuing a warning.

Duan Yeluo tilted his head back, took a deep breath, gripped his phone, and struggled to keep his breathing steady. He said to the person on the other end of the line, “Contact Young CEO Jiang tomorrow. I have something to take care of here, so I’m hanging up now.”

The moment he hung up, he was about to criticize Lu Xinghe, but then everything came together.

“…Lu Xinghe, I was on the phone.”

“I know. I’m on my honeymoon.”

Duan Yeluo found it hard to sit still. He put his arms on Lu Xinghe’s shoulders for support. Perhaps it was truly painful; he lowered his head, burying his face in Lu Xinghe’s shoulder blade. His voice was trembling with anger. “I was only on the phone for two minutes. Are you serious?”

To do this while he was on the phone…

This guy was crazy.

“You take your call, and I’ll do mine.”

“…Aren’t you ashamed?”

“It’s just the two of us on this island. I’m not ashamed.”

Duan Yeluo heard the complaint in Lu Xinghe’s tone and knew he hadn’t been focused on the honeymoon. He could only follow his lead, frowning and taking a deep breath as he sat down a little lower. He then cupped Lu Xinghe’s face. “I’m sorry, Baby. After this call, I definitely won’t answer another one.”

He finished by leaning down and kissing Lu Xinghe a few times to placate him.

“You better not lie to me.”

“I won’t lie to you. If I lie to you, I’ll…” Duan Yeluo thought for a moment but couldn’t come up with a good self-punishment.

He was then lifted by Lu Xinghe. He cried out, instinctively holding onto Lu Xinghe’s neck. But this guy didn’t change his posture and carried him towards the villa in front.

This was, in fact, a form of torture.

Every step was agony.

Every step allowed him to fully feel the complete shape.

As Lu Xinghe carried Duan Yeluo through the doorway, he felt his whole body trembling badly, especially the legs hooked around his waist.

He smiled, gently stroking Duan Yeluo’s back and kissing his sweaty cheek. “Baby, you promised me that was the last work call during the honeymoon. This is your punishment. If it happens again, it won’t be like this. I’ll carry you up and down the stairs a dozen times.”

The sentence sounded gentle but was filled with malice.

Duan Yeluo’s lower back tingled upon hearing that. He couldn’t resist lowering his head and biting Lu Xinghe’s shoulder. The corners of his eyes were red and moist from restraint. He mumbled, “…Understood.”

“Baby, say the full sentence.”

Duan Yeluo angrily grabbed Lu Xinghe’s ear and leaned in close. “I said, I understood.”

“Not that sentence. Repeat my last sentence. What will happen if you answer another work call during our honeymoon?”

Duan Yeluo took a deep breath, his ears so red they were practically bleeding. He stammered out the sentence. “…I-If I answer another call, you’ll carry me… up and down the stairs a dozen times.” After saying it, he was so embarrassed he wished he could burrow into a hole.

When it came to thick-skinned and embarrassing demands, he couldn’t beat Lu Xinghe.

Lu Xinghe listened to the shamed and wronged words whispered in his ear. He gently tapped the guy’s buttocks. The ‘slap’ sound served as punishment.

Duan Yeluo’s eyes widened, and his face instantly flushed crimson. He frantically held Lu Xinghe’s head. “Lu Xinghe!!!!”

…That was really too much.

However, his eyes met Lu Xinghe’s deep, hidden gaze. The Alpha didn’t immediately reply, and his expression made it hard to tell if he was joking or genuinely upset. Because Duan Yeluo had been taking work calls for several days, he suddenly felt guilty.

The hand that had been gripping Lu Xinghe’s hair silently switched to stroking his head, afraid he really was angry.

He leaned down and kissed Lu Xinghe’s lips again, gently coaxing him. “I’m sorry, Baby. I promise not to take any more work calls. I’ll focus on our honeymoon, okay?”

“You have to mean what you say, or I will mean what I say.”

“…Understood. I promise.”

Lu Xinghe saw Duan Yeluo’s eyes were red with grievance. He kissed his eyelid lightly, his eyes filled with profound restraint. He said tenderly, “Baby, I’m not trying to criticize you. I just hope you can pay more attention to me since this is our honeymoon, okay?”

“I was wrong.” Duan Yeluo knew it was his fault. He kissed Lu Xinghe’s lips back.

They didn’t stop until their breathing was ragged.

Duan Yeluo hugged Lu Xinghe’s neck, tightening his arms. He pressed his lips to his neck, his tone soft and flirtatious, reserved only for him. “Husband, don’t be unhappy. Let me pamper you.”

“Go on, pamper me.”

Duan Yeluo heard that Lu Xinghe didn’t sound very happy. He looked at the stairs to the side, swallowed, and then looked back at Lu Xinghe. “How about you walk up and down the stairs once?”

Lu Xinghe knew he was trying to console him. He didn’t actually mean to be so strict; he just wanted to tease him when he saw him like this. He raised an eyebrow and asked, “How many round trips?”

Duan Yeluo: “…” Did he say round trips? He tentatively held up one finger.

Lu Xinghe kissed the finger and smiled. “One round trip?”

The house had four floors, so one round trip was eight flights of stairs.

Duan Yeluo’s eyes widened, and he withdrew his finger. “I meant one flight of stairs. You already punished me just now.”

Lu Xinghe saw him gesture to the path they had just taken, his eyes silently asking, Didn’t walking back already count as punishment? His look was so mournful that Lu Xinghe couldn’t help but turn his face away and laugh out loud.

“Besides…” Duan Yeluo stopped short, lowered his head, and looked down. “You haven’t even finished, Lu Xinghe. You are completely maddening.”

“Hmm?”

Duan Yeluo heard the dangerous upward inflection of that tail sound and immediately covered Lu Xinghe’s mouth to keep him from speaking. He smiled faintly. “It’s nothing. If you don’t want to finish, then don’t. I was wrong, Baby.”

He swallowed his impending tears.

But showing vulnerability now was better than one round trip on the stairs.

He would be ruined.