Chapter 873: Chapter 103: From Now On, I’ll Treat You Even Better

"Hmm, you’re not a. pet, you’re my wife," Lei Yicheng said with a laugh.

"..." Tang Yige’s ears burned, she frowned, "What are you talking about? Not even married yet, and you’re already calling me wife."

"You are my woman, my wife now." Lei Yicheng reached out and ruffled Yige’s hair again.

Yige’s face was burning, she slapped his hand away, "Behave yourself, you’re driving."

"What are you afraid of? With you in the car, I won’t let it drift even one bit. It’s steady." Lei Yicheng grabbed Tang Yige’s hand, forcefully wrapping it in his palm.

Tang Yige struggled twice, but couldn’t break free.

She simply stopped struggling in vain and looked at Lei Yicheng with helpless eyes.

Lei Yicheng’s face softened, his deep eyes filled with starlight as he brought Yige’s hand to his lips and pecked it twice.

Tang Yige’s eyelashes fluttered, staring into Lei Yicheng’s eyes, feeling a strange weight.

These days, she could clearly feel Lei Yicheng’s heartfelt joy and happiness.

Such a manly man, yet for the past few days, Tang Yige often heard him humming those particularly sentimental love songs.

Every time she heard it, Tang Yige couldn’t help but laugh but also felt a pang of sadness and guilt.

The sadness came from knowing she couldn’t give him love, nor children.

The guilt was from knowing she had used him after all.

She knew he liked her, yet she still used him, used him to help herself escape that unbearable past pain.

Used him to completely sever ties with Rong Sinan.

Used him to secure a worry-free and stable future.

Tang Yige raised her right hand, resting her elbow on the car window, her palm pressed against her cheek, smilingly watching Lei Yicheng.

Lei Yicheng, despite his sturdy and tall build, with all his muscles feeling like they could easily crush someone,

but simply looking at his face, he was quite good-looking.

He had a very masculine, manly face, the kind that grew more attractive the longer you looked.

Previously, Yige had felt that men like Lei Yicheng, were actually quite appealing to girls.

Because no matter if the girl standing next to him was tall or short, thin or chubby, she would feel an overwhelming sense of safety.

Moreover, Lei Yicheng was very accommodating and gentle to the girls he liked.

More importantly, he had a good temper.

No matter how you provoked him, he wouldn’t get angry.

Yige suddenly felt that Lei Yicheng was at a significant loss having her.

Thinking like this, Yige felt even more guilty towards Lei Yicheng.

"Yicheng."

Yige called him suddenly.

"Hmm?" Lei Yicheng replied softly.

"From now on, I’ll treat you doubly well. Really," Yige said seriously.

Lei Yicheng laughed, fine lines appearing at the corners of his eyes, very sexy, "No need, just be yourself. Besides, it’s the kind of thing I should be saying to you."

Tang Yige curled her lips, "Didn’t expect it, you’re quite the male chauvinist."

"Wronged," Lei Yicheng frowned, shouting his grievances, "In front of you, I don’t dare to be chauvinistic. What I mean is, if I treat you well, you just be yourself, even if you don’t treat me well."

"Tsk," Tang Yige pouted, pretending to disdain, "Lei Yicheng, how can you be so unambitious? Lowering yourself like this, you’ll spoil me. Then I’ll become unruly, and the one suffering will be you."

"Doesn’t matter. Even if you become unruly, I still like it." Lei Yicheng raised an eyebrow at Tang Yige.

Tang Yige, "..." suddenly couldn’t laugh.

He’s so good, so good.

He shouldn’t be bound by her, should he?

Tang Yige, how can you be so selfish to tie down a man who truly cares for you?

It’s so wrong!

Not hearing Tang Yige’s voice for a while, Lei Yicheng was slightly taken aback, looking at Tang Yige through the rearview mirror.

Seeing her looking at him, her eyes and face, every subtle expression was imprinted with guilt and remorse.

Lei Yicheng’s soft eyes deepened abruptly, gripping the steering wheel, he suddenly turned and parked the car by the roadside.

Tang Yige felt the car stop, the gleam in her eyes flickered quickly, pursed her lips, and looked at Lei Yicheng, "Why did you stop the car?"

Lei Yicheng said nothing, unbuckling his seatbelt and getting out of the car.

Tang Yige’s eyelids twitched slightly, watching as Lei Yicheng got out of the car, walked around past the hood, and came to her side.

Her throat moved a few times, Tang Yige blinked her eyelashes, looking at Lei Yicheng standing outside the car window, gazing quietly at her.

Tang Yige was a bit at a loss, yet her heart was somewhat restless.

She licked her lower lip, lowered her head, unbuckled her seatbelt, and raised her eyes to look at Lei Yicheng.

Lei Yicheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, taking two steps back.

Tang Yige finally pushed open the car door and got out.

Standing outside the car, Tang Yige closed the door and looked up in confusion at Lei Yicheng, awkwardly asking, "What’s wrong?"

Lei Yicheng clenched his hand and suddenly stepped towards Tang Yige.

Tang Yige felt her heart leap and instinctively retreated backward.

She retreated until her back pressed against the cool car body, with nowhere left to retreat.

Lei Yicheng also closed in on her at this moment.

He extended his arms, propping them on the car body beside her waist, leaning in.

Their breaths instantly intertwined.

Tang Yige tilted her head back, her beautiful eyes flickering, looking at Lei Yicheng in confusion, her voice carrying a slight tremor, "Yicheng, what, what’s wrong with you?"

Lei Yicheng continued to lower his head until the bridge of his nose touched Tang Yige’s nose tip, his firm lips hovering over Tang Yige’s slightly trembling cherry lips from unease, and only then did he stop moving forward.

Tang Yige held her breath, not daring to speak.

Because they were so close.

If she spoke now, she’d inevitably touch his lips...

Lei Yicheng’s sharp, deep eyes locked directly onto Tang Yige’s continuously flickering eyes, his voice deep and husky, "Yige, there’s no room for regrets now."

As soon as he spoke, with every movement of his lips, they inadvertently brushed against her lips.

Yige had no choice but to press her lips tightly together.

This way, she wouldn’t be able to speak.

Lei Yicheng glanced at Tang Yige’s tightly sealed lips, his firm Adam’s apple moving up and down, his eyes darkening even more.

"From the moment you agreed to marry me, I never planned on letting you go. So, you’d better give up the idea of backing out of the marriage!" Lei Yicheng’s voice was firm, wrapped with a certain intense determination.

Tang Yige’s face turned red and white, wanting him to step back a bit before talking.

But she didn’t dare even open her mouth!

Lei Yicheng’s breath on her face became hotter and heavier.

Furthermore, they were so tightly pressed together that Tang Yige could fully feel every slight change in his body.

For instance, the muscle lines on his chest growing increasingly tense, or the sound of bones creaking from the muscles of his arms on either side of her tensing so hard.

And, the part pressing against her abdomen...

Tang Yige shamefully closed her eyes, her face burning, not daring to make a sound.

Lei Yicheng stared at Tang Yige’s flushed face, closed eyes, and lightly bitten lips, even his stern face started to emit rolling heat.

Lei Yicheng’s breathing became even rougher, his dark eyes sliding from Tang Yige’s eyes to her lips, unable to resist wanting to press his lips down.

But... he felt that would be impolite.

He had liked her for so many years and never kissed her lips...

If he truly kissed her, Lei Yicheng’s heart might leap out of his chest, more nervous than when he first committed murder years ago.

Lei Yicheng took a couple of breaths, squeezing his dry lips that seemed ready to catch fire, and said in a rough voice, "Yige, give me a kiss."

Tang Yige, "..."!!!

Lei Yicheng, you rogue, you rascal!

And... a kiss!

Why don’t you just fly to the sky!

Tang Yige pressed her lips even tighter and turned her face to the side.

Seeing this, Lei Yicheng’s deep eyes flashed with urgency.

He raised his hand to turn Yige’s face back to its original position, their faces again in close contact.

Tang Yige’s heart raced, her eyes still closed, even tighter than before.

Honestly.

She never thought she’d end up like this with Lei Yicheng.

Even though she knew that once they were married, situations like this might be inevitable.

But facing it directly, she realized she couldn’t stay calm.

Besides the overwhelming awkwardness, there was something else.

Lei Yicheng stared at Yige’s lips, feeling extremely impatient, "Yige, I’m coming."

"No, um..."

Yige, scared he might actually kiss her, hurriedly opened her mouth.

But as soon as she said a word, his lips abruptly pressed down.

Abruptly.

Tang Yige’s eyes widened.