Chapter 4: Absolutely Not
Meng Huan knelt down and suddenly kissed her on the face…
There was no need to return to the secluded courtyard. Seeing that his performance was quite good, Wen Zhaoyin also felt sorry for the hardships he had suffered these past few days. She allocated the courtyard next to the main courtyard to him, and his living conditions instantly improved by several levels.
She was not an idle person. After arranging these things, she went to handle official documents again.
On this side, Meng Huan was led to take a bath. After coming out, he felt refreshed all over, as if he had become a new person.
His hair was long, but he didn’t like to tie it up, so he just tied it with a hair band and let it hang down his back. Only at the strong request of the servant did he add a simple jade hairpin.
He also found the clothes complicated and heavy, so he chose light-colored clothes that were not dyed much. Lightly dyed fabrics were relatively lighter than dark colors. Of course, Meng Huan naturally didn’t know these things. He chose by weighing them with his hands.
Clothes make the man, and gold makes the horse. He had never cooperated in the past half month. Today was the first time he was so patiently tidied up. After changing the whole set of clothes, he immediately stunned all the servants present.
This was probably what a gentleman standing tall looked like.
“Young husband, please look in the mirror.” Two people jointly carried a bronze mirror larger than a washbasin and carefully placed it in front of Meng Huan.
Meng Huan hadn’t looked in a mirror since he came here. Looking at the reflection in the water basin, he could only see a nose, two eyes, and a mouth. Anything extra could not be seen clearly.
He was also quite curious about what he looked like.
“!!!”
After just one glance, he was shocked beyond words. The him in the mirror looked exactly the same as the modern him, just a bit younger. He looked about the same age as Wen Xi.
The body was not his… but the face was his… what was going on?
Meng Huan was even thinking that perhaps the body was also his, but it had become weak because he came to a female-dominant world. It was very likely that his soul and body had traveled through time together.
After thinking for a long time and not figuring out a reason, he simply stopped thinking about it. Seeing that he had a somewhat gentlemanly appearance in the bronze mirror, his thoughts instantly diverged.
“No, wait. I should only be sixteen or seventeen years old. How old is your family head?” He asked the person beside the bronze mirror.
That servant was startled by his question and took a step back. He lowered his head and answered weakly, “Servants cannot discuss the family head’s privacy. This servant does not know.”
Still don’t know? Meng Huan could see that he just didn’t dare to say it!
He thought for a while and felt that Wen Zhaoyin must be older than him. As for how much older, it was hard to say. Alas, he should be considered a young cow eating old grass. It was not a good deal.
The porridge promised by Pei Lan was sent over. He no longer showed off in front of the mirror and sat down to eat earnestly. At the same time, he also arranged braised pork trotters, roast chicken, roast duck, smoked goose… In short, he listed all the delicacies he had fantasized about during these four days of starvation.
As a result, not a single dish was sent in the evening.
Meng Huan stared at the teapot on the table, feeling very unhappy.
What was going on? Was it because he was not yet “favored”? He just wanted to eat a little bit of meat and vegetables, but they wouldn’t even make it for him. Did he have to sleep with her to get meat to eat?
Just as he was thinking wildly, Wen Zhaoyin entered from outside, followed by several servants carrying trays.
Meng Huan’s eyes lit up. He eagerly watched as they placed the plates and bowls on the table one by one. White porridge, steamed buns, pickled vegetables, cucumber salad…
“Where’s the meat? Where’s my meat?!”
Pei Lan said from the side, “The family head was worried about young husband’s health and specially arranged the meals according to the doctor’s instructions, focusing on light dishes. The meat dishes you requested can only be eaten after the doctor checks your pulse again in a few days.”
“…” Meng Huan expressed that he was very displeased and did not want to pay attention to Wen Zhaoyin beside him. He just picked up his chopsticks and struggled with the plate of cucumber salad.
As a result, he had only taken three bites when she took the plate of cucumbers away and put it far away. “It’s cold. Eating too much will hurt your stomach.”
Clatter. Meng Huan directly put down his chopsticks on the table and went to sit on the couch beside him. He wasn’t going to eat anymore.
Wen Zhaoyin smiled, completely unmoved. She drank the porridge gracefully, pretending not to see that he had been angered and left.
She raised her hand and pointed to the small pickled vegetables in the distance. Pei Lan walked over and picked up a pair of chopsticks, then picked up a small plate and picked a little bit of the small dishes that were too far to reach, placing them in front of her.
Meng Huan was really hungry. Two bowls of meat porridge a day were not enough to fill him up. He didn’t particularly dislike the porridge on the table either. He just wanted to fight for some meat for himself, so he pretended to be angry and sat silently on the side, emitting a cold aura.
This trick was quite effective on his previous girlfriends. Almost as soon as he showed a bit of a cold war stance, the other party would come to coax him, afraid that he would break up.
He thought that sometimes women just couldn’t be led away. Coaxing them would make them retreat. One couldn’t treat them too well.
With this thought in mind, he kept waiting, but Wen Zhaoyin ate by herself and was almost full. She didn’t pay any attention to him.
Meng Huan was getting a little restless.
He stood up, walked to Wen Zhaoyin, and just stood there looking down at her. Only after seeing her finally look up at him did he say, “How can I get a plate of meat dishes?”
“No, absolutely not.”
Meng Huan knelt down and suddenly kissed her on the face. “Is this okay?”
Everyone was stunned again. Wen Zhaoyin was also startled, then looked at him with great interest. What a treasure she had picked up.
Because of a plate of meat, he took the initiative to kiss her? Well, this behavior seemed to fit Meng Huan’s personality quite well. After all, during their first time half a month ago, he was the more “active” one.
Wen Zhaoyin was in a good mood. She suddenly remembered the doctor saying that eating a little less meat was fine. “Pei Lan, let the kitchen make a bowl of shredded chicken and century egg porridge.”
“I don’t want to drink porridge. I want to eat rice, lotus leaf sticky rice chicken!”
“Okay, change it to lotus leaf sticky rice chicken.”
Although it was a bit late, Meng Huan finally got to eat what he wanted, just a small bowl, which made him quite satisfied.
After eating, Wen Zhaoyin showed no intention of leaving at all. She even dismissed all the servants and let Pei Lan stand at the door.
Meng Huan almost instantly understood her intention.
He began to undress himself, untying his waist belt, pulling open the ties… It was just right that eating sticky rice at night was not good for digestion. Exercise helped with digestion.
Wen Zhaoyin walked behind him, hung the outer robe he had casually thrown on the table on the rack, and then said, “I still have some official documents to handle tonight, so I won’t stay here to keep you company. Rest early.”
Meng Huan, who was pulling at his inner clothes with his back to her, stiffened all over, feeling extremely embarrassed at this moment, even more embarrassed than being caught by his girlfriend while shopping with a mistress.
Seeing his stiff appearance, Wen Zhaoyin let out a light chuckle with an unclear meaning from her nasal cavity. She slightly leaned close to him from behind and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.
“If you learn to be obedient this time and don’t always think about escaping, you don’t have to take the initiative to do these things. I will also protect you.” She classified Meng Huan’s behavior as a passive act lacking a sense of security.
She left. Meng Huan was so embarrassed that he couldn’t fall asleep for half the night. As a result, it seemed that he had just fallen asleep for a short while when he was awakened by the noise outside.
He looked out the window and saw that it was already bright outside. He had unknowingly slept for a while without even dreaming.
He said he didn’t want personal servants, so the few who helped him wash his hair and change clothes had been sent away early. The one Wen Zhaoyin wanted to leave at the door to keep watch at night had also been persuaded to leave by him with an excuse.
There should be no one inside or outside the room now. Who on earth was making noise outside early in the morning?
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Daily Life of a Scumbag Man Giving Birth (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The way for a promiscuous scumbag man to atone for his sins is to let him get… pregnant.
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, scammed countless women, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to scam them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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