The Commander's Useless Wife Is Actually a Hidden Boss!-Chapter 173: Just as I Thought, Very Nice to Hold

Lin Fu’s face remained composed, but her hands gradually crept up to his waist, seemingly nonchalant as they encircled him. Finally, she embraced him.

Happy.

Just as she had imagined, he felt great to hug.

And how could a man’s waist be so slender yet still feel so secure? Also very comfortable, she gently stroked it, feeling the distinct muscle lines, warm, firm, and elastic under her fingertips.

Lin Fu cheekily rubbed her cheek against his chest, inhaling the unique, crisp, and elegant scent of him.

But she didn’t notice that Fu Xing’s handsome face had already flushed with emotion, yet his eyes were dangerously grim.

Damn, who gave her the audacity?

Did she really think him a robot?

Did she think she could just flirt and provoke without having to put out the fire?

Fu Xing pursed his lips, telling himself to let it go, she was his wife, what else could he do but indulge her? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Everything had changed for her, what else couldn’t be changed.

But... it really wasn’t okay!

Fu Xing abruptly grasped Lin Fu’s mischievous hand, his eyes now perilously stern, "It seems someone who just came back from the brink of death has no awareness at all!"

"I do, my head hurts, it hurts so much, my whole body aches."

Lin Fu quickly submitted.

"Really?"

"Really!" Lin Fu blinked innocently, internally criticizing why there were so many foolish rulers in ancient times.

For the sake of beauty, she could temporarily forget her pain, let alone be a foolish ruler.

"Your life was not easy to save." Fu Xing, unable to rest further due to her antics, resignedly got out of bed, took a cold shower, and changed into his daily military uniform.

The black fabric was elaborately embroidered with the intricate gold emblem of the Imperial Military, appearing modest yet luxurious in its entirety.

Gorgeous and dignified.

Lin Fu’s eyes sparkled as she observed; she found every piece of Fu Xing’s clothing attractive, including his loungewear and casual clothes at home.

Even the bath products and other personal items he used were tasteful.

He was, in reality, not flashy—the person was rather unassuming, but every detail exuded nobility and elegance.

"Changed clothes, let’s go eat, and then you need to get checked."

"Okay."

Lin Fu left as if fleeing, prompting Fu Xing to shake his head unintentionally.

"Beep!"

Monger’s request for communication chimed, and Fu Xing snapped his fingers, walking out of the bedroom to the living room, where the main door automatically opened.

"Commander," Monger, clothed in a military uniform, saluted solemnly.

"Doctor Ji Mian has sent an inquiry, asking if the Lady is awake?"

"She is."

"That’s good." Monger sighed with relief, his mood considerably lightened. "Also, the Lady’s teacher has requested her return to the team. He has contacted us numerous times and has requested to come to the Asgard."

"That Joter?"

"Yes, currently Elbert is actively preparing for the Newborn Competition. If the Lady can win a place with them for Elbert, securing honor, she could use this merit to atone for her sins."

Monger glanced at Fu Xing, carefully choosing his words, "Of course, this will require some resilience from you, Commander, to withstand the pressure and prevent the Lady from being captured before she even qualifies to compete."

Fu Xing contemplated for a moment, then nodded, "It is a good idea, but for Elbert to turn the tables, they need to place at least in the top three, and Lin Fu’s personal ranking must not be poor either."

"Yes."

"What do you think of their chances?"

At this, Monger’s expression became stern, "The championship has always belonged to our first military; they shouldn’t dream too far." After saying this, he scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.