Transmigrated as the Disabled Alpha Wife of the Black Moonlight and She Said She Loves Me - Chapter 65.1

On Friday afternoon, Huo Jianan rushed to City D immediately after her therapy session.

“Dada, take it easy. Your sister-in-law isn’t going anywhere.”

Huo Jianan chuckled. “If I leave half an hour earlier, I can spend an extra half hour with Nianning. Baobao, listen, Sister Meng got her marriage certificate! You better step up your game.”

At this, Jiang Shumin blushed and turned her face slightly. Wang Baobao beamed. “No problem! As long as Jiangjiang agrees, I’m ready whenever. My parents have already said the company will go to my brother, but they’ll give me some shares and a cash bonus, so I can marry whoever I want. They’ve met Jiangjiang and even told me to seize the opportunity. But you—have you prepared the big red envelope yet?”

“Ready when you are!” Huo Jianan replied. “I could deliver it tomorrow if needed!”

Watching Huo Jianan rush off excitedly, Wang Baobao draped an arm around Jiang Shumin’s shoulders. “Look at Dada—getting married is like winning the lottery! She’s completely transformed! Speaking of which, I’ve been feeling lethargic lately. Maybe I need a mood boost too?”

Jiang Shumin caught the unspoken implication, her lips curving into a smile. “Why don’t I introduce you to Doctor Sha? He could give you an acupuncture treatment and realign your bones.”

The moment Wang Baobao heard “Doctor Sha,” he bristled like a cat, his energy surging. “Absolutely not! I’d rather suffer in agony than let him touch me!”

Doctor Jiang glanced at him. “Well, look at that. Your spirits are certainly lifted now.”

Wang Baobao: “……”

My wife is so formidable! I’ll never win an argument with her! Ugh, no! My Jiangjiang and I are perfectly fine—arguments? Those don’t exist!

“Jiangjiang, it’s a new year. Shouldn’t we start considering a date? I’ve already told my friends I’ll be serving them wedding wine this year. You can’t hold me back!”

Jiang Shumin blushed. “You haven’t even proposed yet. How can we set a date?”

Wang Baobao’s eyes lit up, his face breaking into a delighted grin. “Really?! So, you’re saying yes?!”

Jiang Shumin lowered her head, suddenly shy, her fingertips tentatively poking at her collar. “My mother is still waiting for you to come to the house properly!”

“Alright, alright, alright!” Wang Baobao was overjoyed. “I’ll go this weekend! Let’s go shopping for gifts tomorrow night—for your uncle, aunt, and everyone!”

Jiang Shumin smiled and hummed in acknowledgment.

Wang Baobao suddenly cried out, rubbing his belly, “Aiya! This isn’t working! Look, I still have this stubborn bit of fat here. Should I wait until I lose this weight before visiting you?”

Jiang Shumin’s expression instantly turned frosty. She turned, grabbed her bag, and walked out. “Fine, take your time losing weight. I won’t keep you company.”

“Wait! If you don’t keep me company, who will?”

Jiang Shumin ignored him, coldly throwing over her shoulder, “I’m leaving. Remember to close the door when you leave.”

Panicking, Wang Baobao grabbed his car keys, shut the door, and hurried after her. “Wife, Wife, wait for me!”

“Who’s your wife? Stop shouting that!” Jiang Shumin forcefully shook off his thick-skinned hand.

“Why aren’t you my wife? We’re getting engaged this weekend! I’m coming to your place on Saturday! Let’s set the date soon!”

“Your fat hasn’t even come off yet,” Jiang Shumin retorted.

Wang Baobao grabbed her hand again, this time gripping it tightly. “I can keep working on it after we get married.”

Night fell. Though City D’s winter nights weren’t as bitterly cold as Changbin’s, they were still quite chilly.

“Sister Ning, aren’t we going for barbecue tonight?” Xiao Zhu, her assistant, asked.

On a winter night, Xiao Zhu really wanted to eat grilled meat—the savory aroma filling the air, the sizzle of fat on the grill, the smoky, charred flavor exploding in her mouth, and a cold beer to wash it all down. She could practically taste the bliss. She felt her mouth watering.

“Can’t make it. I have an urgent matter to attend to. I’ll be free next week.” Ruan Nianning stripped off her makeup, hastily draped a coat over her shoulders, and hurried away.

Xiao Zhu sighed, disappointment written all over her face. Ah, so much for that blissful grilled meat.

Several staff members whispered among themselves.

“Sister Song isn’t going, and now Sister Ning can’t make it either. Why is everyone so busy this weekend?”

“Could Sister Ning have someone in City D? Is she meeting her lover this weekend? She even turned down a Director’s invitation!”

“No way! Her husband is the richest tycoon in Changbin—she’s a top-tier Young Madam!”

“Even Young Madams crave excitement. Besides, her Wife isn’t around. Who knows?”

“That’s true. Maybe her Wife isn’t so skilled in that department.”

“But her Wife has been here twice. She’s stunningly beautiful and looks so sophisticated!”

“Maybe she’s all looks and no substance—a pretty face with nothing behind it.”

With a beep, the room keycard unlocked the hotel suite door. Huo Jianan sat in her wheelchair, a bouquet of fresh flowers in her hands, her eyes sparkling with delight as she said, “Wife, I’m here to see you.”

Ruan Nianning flew across the room, landing directly on top of Huo Jianan, wrapping her arms around her and pressing their lips together.

Huo Jianan, suffocating from the kiss, mumbled, “Mmm… mmm…”

Ruan Nianning finally released her, her bright eyes glistening with a misty sheen, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks and the corners of her eyes. She showed no intention of moving, remaining sprawled atop Huo Jianan. The wide wheelchair easily accommodated both of them.

“Wife, it’s been half a month. Did you miss me?” Huo Jianan teased, tapping her wife’s high nose.

“No. Didn’t you hear? The crew is gossiping about a secret of mine.”

“What secret?”

“They’re saying I came here today to meet my lover, that I’m cheating on you behind your back.”

Huo Jianan feigned shock. “You have a lover? No way! What fish could possibly be more delicious than me?”

“Stop being so vain. Who says they’re delicious?”

“Do you want another taste, then?”

Ruan Nianning’s arms slid around Huo Jianan’s neck as she kissed those soft lips, gently biting and sucking. Lost in the kiss, Huo Jianan tossed the flowers aside and pulled her wife closer.

In the hotel room that evening, the scent of tuberose filled the air. Ruan Nianning lay weakly on the bed, gently biting her pale lips, her snow-white skin flushed with an alluring pink. Huo Jianan’s strong, toned arms cradled the fair-skinned body in her embrace, holding her limp waist tightly as her teeth sank fiercely into her neck.

Ruan Nianning’s gaze was unfocused, her slender neck arching back in helpless pleasure, a soft moan escaping from deep within her throat.

It was an overwhelming, bone-melting ecstasy.

Afterwards, Huo Jianan wrapped an arm around her wife’s shoulders and kissed her snow-white shoulder tenderly. “Tired already, my love?”

Ruan Nianning closed her eyes, sprawled limply beside her wife, and mumbled weakly, “Who else could it be but you?”

Huo Jianan smiled, kissed her wife’s delicate skin again, then rolled off the bed and pulled on a sleep robe.

“What are you doing…” The question trailed off.

“I’ll wring out a towel for you to wipe down with. You’ll sleep better.”

Ruan Nianning’s lips curved into a smile, fully trusting that if Jianan’s legs were still functional, she would insist on carrying her to the shower. Despite being an Alpha, Jianan was even more fastidious about cleanliness than most Omegas.

Lying in bed, Ruan Nianning heard the sound of water gushing from the faucet in the bathroom, the towel being wrung out, and finally the wheels of the wheelchair rolling.

A warm, damp towel was pressed against her face, gently wiping along the contours of her features.

“Raise your arm.”

Ruan Nianning obediently lifted her arm, allowing Huo Jianan to wipe it clean.

“The other arm.”

Ruan Nianning raised her other arm as instructed.

After finishing with her upper body, she didn’t hear Huo Jianan move on to her lower body. Instead, she heard the wheels of the wheelchair roll back toward the bathroom. The woman had gone to change the water.

Ruan Nianning smiled as she pulled the quilt off her body, lying quietly in bed, waiting for Huo Jianan to continue her ministrations.

When Huo Jianan returned, she found Ruan Nianning sprawled lazily on the bed, her long, algae-like hair cascading across the snow-white pillow. Her upper body was bare, her chest half-concealed by the loose strands of her hair, while her lower body remained covered by the quilt, revealing only the faint outline of her slender legs.

“Darling, you look like a mermaid.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, I do.”

“How much do you like it?”

“More than the stars in the sky.”

The warm towel continued its meticulous journey, from her neck, down her chest, and lower…

The heat massaged her tender skin, and her young body quickly responded.

“Jianan, come up here,” Ruan Nianning’s voice was soft and sweet, like sticky rice pearls.

“I’m not done wiping yet. Wait a moment.”

“Come up now! Right now!” The rice pearls collided with impatience.

Huo Jianan reluctantly set aside the towel, tossing it onto the table. She propelled herself from the wheelchair onto the bed with practiced ease. Just as she settled beside Ruan Nianning, ready to embrace her soft, fragrant wife for a beautiful sleep—

Ruan Nianning suddenly flipped over, pinning her down, and deftly stripped off Huo Jianan’s already loose nightgown.

“…Wife, aren’t you tired?” Huo Jianan managed.

“Isn’t this all your fault for stirring things up?” Ruan Nianning’s breathing was labored, the fading blush on her cheeks flaring anew. She gripped Huo Jianan’s hands, pressed her down onto the bed, and kissed her fiercely.

“Wife, Wife… it’s time to wake up. We have to get up.” At 7 a.m., Huo Jianan urgently nudged the still-sleeping Ruan Nianning.

“Don’t bother me…” Ruan Nianning frowned, her peaceful dream disturbed. Muttering, she turned over and tried to sleep on.

“Come on, Wife, if we don’t get up now, we’ll be late for the set.”

“Just five more minutes…”

Huo Jianan had no choice but to get dressed first, hand her wife her underwear, and then yank Ruan Nianning off the bed.

“Wife, your clothes are right here. Hurry up and get dressed! If we’re late, people might spread rumors that you’re being difficult. You know how much you hate that kind of gossip.”

Hearing the word “difficult,” Ruan Nianning finally perked up and started dressing, though reluctantly.

“Ugh, it’s all your fault, you big pervert! Always tempting me! You kept me up so late! I’m telling you, don’t even touch me tonight!”

“Okay, okay, okay. My bad. Wife, finish getting dressed and go wash up.”

By the time Ruan Nianning emerged from the bathroom, Huo Jianan had already packed her bag and prepared a takeout breakfast.

“Don’t forget to eat breakfast.”

Ruan Nianning grunted in acknowledgment, put on her hat, sunglasses, and mask, grabbed her bag and breakfast, and headed for the door. But just as she reached it, she turned around and glared at Huo Jianan.

“What is it, Wife?”

“I’m warning you, don’t go wandering off. Stay put in the hotel.”

“Got it. I won’t go anywhere. I have a stack of reports to catch up on anyway. I’ll just work from the hotel.”

Ruan Nianning smiled in satisfaction. “I’m leaving.”

“Wife, do you want to eat dinner in the hotel tonight, or would you rather go out to a restaurant?”

“Let’s eat at the hotel. I want something spicy.”

Huo Jianan gave her an “OK” gesture.

“Wait, there’s one more thing.” Before Huo Jianan could ask, Ruan Nianning leaned down, pulled down her mask, and planted a firm kiss on Huo Jianan’s snow-white neck, leaving a bold lipstick mark.

“This is my mark. Don’t wipe it off. When I get back tonight, I want to see this lipstick mark.”

Huo Jianan was torn between laughter and exasperation. “Alright, I won’t wipe it off. This is your exclusive mark.”

“That’s more like it.” Ruan Nianning grinned widely, pulled her mask back up, and finally left.

Beneath the snow-white collar of her blouse, the crimson lipstick mark peeked through faintly. That day, Huo Jianan faced curious gazes from Xiaoman, the hotel staff, and the cleaning ladies, all focused on her neck, as she calmly worked and ate.

It’s just a lipstick mark. What’s wrong with a little peek?

It’s a mark from my Nianning—my legally wedded wife, my Omega, not just some stranger.

I know they’re looking at me with envy and jealousy, coveting my amazing sese experience!

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