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

With his eyes closed, Gong Siming murmured to himself confidently as if everything was under control. Beyond his notice, though, things had gone astray.

He had every reason to believe it so since he had always been domineering and self-centered.

Lying beside Si Wan, he felt a sense of inexplicable peace. Soon both of them were in dreamland.

When they woke up the next day, it was already noon.

The drowsy Si Wan sat up and laughed out loud at her dream.

The man sleeping beside looked askance at the laughing woman secretly. With a glimmer of confusion, he closed his eyes.

Laughing it off, she rubbed her eyes, putting on a shy and intermittent smile.

In the dream, she seemed to have held Gong Siming’s arm and rested her head on his shoulder.

In her dream, he was so gentle and real. His strong and resilient shoulder brought her a sense of safety.

Although it was only a dream, she felt quite delighted.

And they were free from disturbance and intervention.

Of course, no one disturbed them. Before Gong Siming got in, he had asked his men to guard at the door. Without his order, no one was allowed to enter Si Wan’s room.

Xiaoyu had come here many times but was intercepted.

Facing these well-trained soldiers, Xiaoyu could do nothing.

In desperation, she ran to Feng Qi’s room in a blaze of anger. Feng Qi hardly had any sleep all night.

“My little princess, they are a legitimate couple. It is sensible, reasonable and rightful for them to spend the night in the same room!”

Feng Qi yawned repetitively and told Xiaoyu in a helpless tone.

In silence, she glared at the sleepy Feng Qi.

“Besides, it’s been one day and one night. What’s done is done, and there’s no point in being worried about it!”

Her eyes reddened, and hearing Feng Qi’s words, Xiaoyu cried out loud. Awakened from the drowsiness, Feng Qi hurriedly comforted her.

“There, there. We shouldn’t and couldn’t do anything.”

Hearing this, Xiaoyu cried even more loudly.

She bit Feng Qi’s arm forcefully. The man didn’t dare to say more but gritted his teeth to endure the pain.

From Si Wan’s room came a penetrating voice.

“The start of a new day!”

Still in bed, she spread her arms, raised her head and shouted with excitement.

Her voice startled Gong Siming, who was feigning sleep and intending to surprise her.

Because of her jump, the elastic bed bounced Gong Siming up, and then he fell heavily.

“Do you want to murder your dear husband?”

An extremely attractive, deep and hoarse voice drifted into Si Wan’s ears.

Frightened, Si Wan stood there in a motionless daze, looking like a scared, adorable, white rabbit.

Taking a deep breath, Si Wan tried to calm down her pounding heart. Cautiously, she turned her head to look over.

Her mouth was widened unwittingly and her eyes were full of horror.

“Ah!”

Hearing a scream, Gong Siming, still in bed, tacitly covered his ears.

The scream of a woman was definitely penetrating!

His hands could barely insulate it.

“Why are you in my room?”

Si Wan panted and covered her chest with her hand as she tried to calm down.

Then she found herself dressed in pajamas.

Tears ran down instantly. Why would he treat her like this when she was about to leave?

Overwhelmed by her emotion, Si Wan squatted on the bed and cried in despair.

“Why, why on earth wouldn’t you let me go?”

A woman’s heart was like a needle on the seabed. The last minute she was still holding Gong Siming’s arm with a smile, and the next she could be sobbing bitterly.

Flustered, Gong Siming rushed over regardless of his wound, trying to soothe Si Wan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hands touched Si Wan’s hair, she went out of his mind and pushed him off the bed.

There came a dull snort.

His wound undoubtedly split open again.

And it was even nastier than the last time. Si Wan slowly turned her hands over and saw a lot of blood.

The pungent smell reminded Si Wan of Gong Siming’s injury.

She quickly jumped to Gong Siming and saw his pale face. From his forehead, bean-sized drops of sweat rolled down.

His belly was covered by a pool of blood.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

Si Wan choked with sobs, her tears filled with remorse.

Sensing her self-reproach, Gong Siming forced a faint smile.

“It’s not your fault, call the doctor.”

He tried to stay calm lest Si Wan worried too much.

In a fluster, Si Wan was just wearing thin pajamas that set off her curvy figure.

Because of crying and sweating, the pajamas were pressed against her body.

Gong Siming lost too much blood, and the pain was slowly eroding his willpower.

“Clothes, your clothes.”

Si Wan was in such a hurry that she didn’t hear Gong Siming’s feeble voice at all.

She almost tore the door down, and people outside were taken aback.

In thin pajamas, Si Wan showed up, her hands covered with blood.

“Get the doctor now, Gong Siming is injured!”

The soldiers outside immediately informed Hua Er next door.

Within ten seconds, the entire medical team rushed into Si Wan’s room.

As Gong Siming still had his last glimmer of consciousness, his gaze was piercing.

“Go get changed!”

In confusion, Si Wan heard Gong Siming’s words and looked at her pajamas. Out of embarrassment, her tearful face blushed.

She wrapped her body with a bed sheet randomly.

Gong Siming shot a satisfied glance at Si Wan and then fell into a coma.

The doctors did hemostasis and transfusion for him. The operation lasted till two o’clock at midnight.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

After everyone went out, Si Wan watched the feeble Gong Siming receive an intravenous drip, and tears kept falling from her eyes.

Never had she thought Gong Siming would end up like this. She would rather be the one lying there instead of him.

“Please recover asap.”

Grasping Gong Siming’s hand, she felt this man only belonged to her for the moment.

Getting a basin of warm water from the bathroom, Si Wan carefully and gently wiped Gong Siming’s body.

He sweated profusely just now, and his skin felt sticky. Under such a condition, he couldn’t have a good rest.

Holding a cotton swab, she gently wiped Gong Siming’s cracked lips.

Skillfully she changed the transfusion bottle for him.

Si Wan didn’t sleep all night. Her eyes hadn’t moved away from Gong Siming and the transfusion bottle for a second.

She kept wiping Gong Siming’s sweat off from his forehand apart from tucking him in.

It was a restless night.

Si Wan felt unprecedented satisfaction and happiness.

But would things go back to the former state when Gong Siming woke up?