Bunny Husband Side Story Two

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Path to Macho!: 

Haocheng’s soul was twenty-seven years but his body was twenty years old. The youthful softness of his face faded away, to leave a more beautiful sleekness. He was still was very enchanting, he couldn’t possibly take a knife to his face to make a cool scar. It’s a pity, though this face was demonic it was still very pleasing.

After two years of training, he was a bit stronger, although less than 180 but the difference is not far! One should not worry about those missing centimetres, it was meaningless. Haocheng was satisfied with the result, though he was still thin without his 8-pack, his body lines were strong and powerful.

If there was anything he wasn’t satisfied with, it was this soft white skin.

A man being so white, could he still be called a man?

A man had to be tan to wild bronze, exuding a sexy charm; this was a real man!

However, this past two years, he had been unable to tan. Haocheng was not convince, he absolutely wanted to tan. So one day, he sent all his servants away for the afternoon, and forbade them to return to the courtyard.

He stripped naked and sunbathed in the courtyard.

He was going to tan, he was going to abandon this female artillery. He was going to look aggressive, high-spirited and exude wild sexiness. (Zuben: ¬.¬He and Chuwei should exchange skin)

He wants to…

He was going to cry! After four hours in the sun, he didn’t tan but became red. His white skin got sunburnt, and he looked like a cooked shrimp. A gentle touch caused him to yelp with pain, but he could not cry.

‘Wife…’ he moaned. His whole body was wrapped in white cloth strips, he looked like a mummy, lying in bed unable to move. He could only look at his wife and relatives with a pair of teary eyes.

Danning did not know what to say; this time of year every one took to the shade, but he lay naked in the sun, and then got sunburned and now his skin was peeling. Haocheng had been lifted into the house, crying. Danning covered his whole body in a cooling ointment. Then she wrapped him with cloth strips, leaving only his eyes and lips.

His puppy dog eyes looked at her tearfully, she couldn’t even sigh.

She sat on the bed, where he promptly lay his head on her lap and looked up at her pitifully.

She touched his face gently, ‘What were you thinking? Why did you go lie in the sun?’

‘I want to tan, become darker.’

‘What is getting darker going to do for you?’

‘This way I can become more masculine!’

He turned away and spoke in an infantile tone, ‘Wife, don’t you think I’m too white?’

‘No,’ she replied, shaking her head. Although, she didn’t understand what he was thinking, but in the last two years she had learned how to coax him, ‘You are good as you are.’

Haochang blinked, ‘Really?’

‘Hao,’ she nodded, and then added, ‘That’s what I like about you.’

His phoenix eyes lit up and his doggy tail wagged.

‘Wife…’ he asked wildly, ‘do you think I’m not masculine?’

He was already weak, wasn’t he?’

Danning shook her head, ‘No, I don’t think so.’ She was used to how weak he was, anyway.

‘Oh, Wife.’ He said as he wriggled happily, ‘So even if I am white and tender, am I still the only man in your heart.’

‘Yes.’ As long as he didn’t do anymore silly things. (Zuben: You can always spank his bottom if he does)

Haocheng was so touched that Danning did not dislike him at all. She loved him as he was.

‘Wife, I love you so much!’

Knowing the consolation had been successful, Danning touched his head and said, ‘Don’t go in the sun anymore.’

‘Yes,’ he nodded obediently, and pouted his lips, ‘give me a kiss.’

Danning lowered her head and kissed him. Seeing his happy smile, she gave a slight smile.

She did not know what he was thinking, but as long as he was happy.

Two weeks later, Haocheng’s sunburn healed. He took off a layer of skin. After which, his skin became even whiter and more tender, more glittery and smooth, feeling like tofu.

Manliness? Alas, it was doomed to be out of touch for him.

But it didn’t matter, his wife loved him like this. As long as she liked him, he was satisfied. It didn’t matter if he could not be a fierce (Zuben: wild sexy) man. He just needed his wife’s love.

‘Wife,’ Holding on to her waist, he lay coquettishly on her lap and rubbed like a puppy, ‘I love you.’ He said, then looked up at her expectantly.

Danning was now good at going with the flow, ‘Me too,’ she paused and slowly said while looking into his eyes, ‘I love you.’

It didn’t surprise her to see his happy smile and crinkled eyes.

Her fingers caressed his short hair; he really was like a puppy.

Her green eyes smiled gently.

As long as he was happy, so was she.

THE END.

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