The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

FaMo was still in deep thoughts when Zhen-Zhen stopped Tristan from kissing her. Tristan groaned inwardly when their lips broke apart. He wanted more.

But Zhen-Zhen realized that she was supposed to be mad at him.

Grandpa Lu said that if she was upset with her husband or Tristan made her sad, she should punish him by not allowing him to touch, hug and kiss her.

She wanted to do that but Tristan finally got what he wanted. He was now hugging her and he even succeeded in kissing her.

With her remaining self-awareness, Zhen-Zhen pushed Tristan away as she pouted at him. She distanced herself from him by moving a little to the other side of the bed.

"Wifey? What's wrong?" Tristan still asked her even though he already had an idea why Zhen-Zhen was acting like this.

He liked to tease her more. He wanted her to say it by herself. He wanted to hear from her that she's jealous. He imagined her cute and adorable expression while saying it.

Zhen-Zhen couldn't help but frown after seeing Tristan's playful smile. She could see it through the dim light of the lampshade.

'Is he that clueless? Tristan, what am I gonna do to you?'

Zhen-Zhen gently patted her forehead and sighed deeply.

"Tristan…"

"Hubby… I said call me Hubby," Tristan insisted.

'Zhen-Zhen, don't give in,' she reminded herself.

"No." Zhen-Zhen said firmly.

"Why?" Tristan asked, putting on a pitiful face.

"Wifey, come closer to me… I wanna hug you," Tristan added, extending his arms wide in front of Zhen-Zhen.

Zhen-Zhen shook her head and said, "No!"

Tristan looked at her helplessly. Zhen-Zhen didn't want to give in this time.

"Why are you saying it's still a 'No', Wifey?!" Tristan asked her exaggeratedly.

"Hmm, because you are not allowed to touch me, hug and kiss me. I'm off-limits today until you realize your mistake," Zhen-Zhen told him with conviction.

Tristan: "..."

'When did she learn this? Is she punishing me now for making her upset? Who taught her to act like this? Where did my obedient Zhen-Zhen go?' Tristan lamented to himself.

'Or maybe this is just an effect of her menstrual period,' he added to his thoughts.

"Wifey, your hubby is still afraid because of that nightmare. I need you to comfort me. Come here, let me cuddle you." Tristan tried his best to act pitiful in front of her, thinking that Zhen-Zhen would sympathize with him.

But Zhen-Zhen ignored his plea. She picked up her long bolters pillow and placed it in the middle of the bed thus separating her from Tristan. It served as their boundary.

FaMo who was just watching on the sideline was now grinning widely.

'Hahaha. That's right. Don't give in to his request. That's my Zhen-Zhen. Show him who's the boss here. I'm rooting for my Zhen-Zhen! Fighting!' FaMo was enjoying this. He was cheering for Zhen-Zhen.

"Wifey, what is this?" Tristan complained, pointing the pillow in the middle of them.

"Our boundary. You are not allowed to cross our boundary. Just stay there." Zhen-Zhen was now looking serious.

Maybe her hormones were also affecting her, that's why she could stand it. Tristan's charm and antics were not working on her as of this moment.

Tristan looked at her with disbelief. He felt like crying. Zhen-Zhen was acting stubborn right now.

"Hmm… What will you do if I cross this boundary?" Tristan was challenging Zhen-Zhen.

He sat up, folding his arms over his chest while waiting for Zhen-Zhen's response.

Zhen-Zhen remained lying on the bed, facing Tristan. She brought her fingers on her face, tracing her lower lip while thinking what to reply.

"Hmm, no hug and no kiss for one week!" Zhen-Zhen declared.

Tristan: "..."

'Seriously? One week with no kissing and no hugging? Can I endure that?'

Tristan glanced at her, lifting an eyebrow.

"Are you sure about that wifey? Can you bear it for that long? Me… not touching you… not hugging you… not kissing you? You will gonna miss me, wifey. I assure you that."

Tristan was slowly approaching her, crawling towards the boundary. He has a cheeky grin on his face.

He knew Zhen-Zhen was also enjoying his every touch, their kisses. Will she be able to endure it for one week as well?

Zhen-Zhen paused for a moment, assessing herself. Tristan was right. Now, she was asking herself if she could do that.

After thinking for a few seconds, Zhen-Zhen chewed on her lower lip and looked away, avoiding Tristan's intense gaze.

'I can endure it. But… I think I'm gonna miss it so badly.' Zhen-Zhen thought to herself.

Tristan saw her waver. So he continued approaching her. He was about to cross the boundary now.

'What a conceited fellow! Does he really think my Zhen-Zhen couldn't stand it? Is he that special? Zhen-Zhen does not need him. She can get any man she likes. She possesses an ethereal beauty.' FaMo thought to himself as he looked daggers at Tristan.

'Ok… I will not interfere tonight. I wanna see how my Zhen-Zhen will deal with this dummy.' FaMo mumbled confidently as he continued watching Zhen-Zhen and Tristan.

Tristan crossed the boundary. He was now on top of her, hovering Zhen-Zhen.

Zhen-Zhen swallowed hard. The intensity of his gaze was making her heartbeat into a frenzy.

Badum! Badum!

"T-Tristan… What are you doing? You just crossed the boundary."

He smirked, "Yeah, I did. Now, will you not allow me to touch you for a whole week?"

After saying that, he reached over and placed his hand on her thigh, slowly caressing it. Tristan was clearly seducing his wife right now.

Then he raised his other hand, moving a piece of hair from her face. Zhen-Zhen was tongue-tied. She just remained still, anticipating Tristan's next move.

His touch was making her body hot. She had to admit she really liked it.

"Will you not allow me to kiss you?" He whispered, his face getting closer to hers.

"Just like this,"

He leaned in close. In an instant, his lips got connected with hers. His tongue traced her bottom lip asking for entrance. His hand left her leg, now cupping her breast.

Zhen-Zhen finally lost it. She succumbed to Tristan's trick. She moaned, opening her mouth as she let his tongue in. Tristan immediately took dominance over her, giving her a lingering and passionate kiss.

FaMo: "..."

'Dang! It looks like my Zhen-Zhen falls on his tricks.' FaMo facepalmed at that thought.

When they broke the kiss, Tristan caressed her face while looking straight into her eyes.

"I'm sorry, wifey. Please forgive this fool husband of yours. I didn't mean to make you upset. With or without powers, from now on, I will try my best to protect you. You will always be my first priority! You are my wife!" Tristan reassured her.

He apologized to her since he knew the reason why Zhen-Zhen became upset. Tristan had also sworn to himself that he would do his best to keep his wife safe.

He didn't want his nightmare to come true. Losing Zhen-Zhen… he couldn't bear it. He won't let others hurt his wife even if that person was a supernatural being with magical power.

A chilly glint flashed through Tristan's eyes, 'He should come at me first before he could hurt my wife.'