Author Suddenly got a Wife!

Chapter 3: Author Suddenly got a Wife!

In the evening, I ate dinner with Mu Ying and her grandma. But ..., why the soup purplish in color? Is this normal? And hey, is this rice or porridge, how many water did you put in when you cook it? Even porridge don't have this kind of texture!? Aiyahh, I can't ..., I might be meeting Yama soon enough if I ate this food.

"Granny Jian, miss Mu Ying do you guys always eat something like this?"

They both are pharmachist right, why do they cook and eat something this awful? I thought all of those who dabble in this trade is also good at cooking?

"Is ..., there a problem? Is my cooking not pleasant to your palate?" Mu Ying asked.

You seriously ask that? And why is your tone sound hopeful? Don't put that teary eyed, I feel bad for you.

Sigh ..., what should I do?

"Granny Jian, can I borrow your kitchen for a bit?"

"Boy, can you cook?"

"Yeah, a bit ...,"

"But she just finished cooking all of this, it'd be waste of ingredient if we don't eat it. You can cook for tomorrow share."

That's not the problem, the problem right now is ..., the thing in this bowl is not food! Yes, it's all made with cooking ingredients, but now it turn to be inedible. Just what the heck with this bubbling purple broth soup? Is this really food?

"Well, that's true ..., alright then, I'll cook for you starting from tomorrow." 

That's the least I can do to pay the debt that I owe. I grit my teeth and then ate the soup with the dangerous looking purple broth. The taste is not bad, but what's with this weird lingering aftertaste. It left something in my mouth, it tastes good, it's good but what's with this guilty pleasure. It's ..., how can I explain this taste, it's a mix of numerous herb with a tiny bit of salt. It's a mix spiciness from chili, ginger, nutmeg, and cinnamon.

I feel like eating a spicy but delicious cuisine, you can't stop your desire to eat for more. I heartily ate that dangerous soup that I forget about the other side dish. I also don't notice that both Granny Jian and Mu Ying was not eating with me at all. In fact, they just watch me eating the dish heartily. 

After I finished, I instantly feel a wave of dizziness in my head. I lost my consciousness.

(o)__(o)

"Sigh, as I predicted ..., it be hard for those who hadn't familiarized themselves with your food. Ah Ying, you really shouldn't do this ..., what if he couldn't handle it and poisoned himself to death?" Granny Jian admonishingly said to her granddaughter.

She was used with her granddaughter charade, this also the reason why no young man dared to be with her despite her beautiful appearance. She's kind, gentle, and demure ..., but the only minus is that she couldn't cook. 

No, if only it was only a matter of bad cooking then it is acceptable as no girl is perfect. But with her training as pharmachist, Mu Ying learned a lot of concoction and herb. And she just tossed those herb into her cooking. Whenever she cooked, it always looks like she's brewing witch poison. And true, it was poisonous. Though it was ineffective on cultivator, this poison is lethal to those mortal human.

"He ate it all! Grandma, Alan ate all of my cooking!? What should I do? This ..., this, is he a cultivator? At this young age? Is he really some young master of noble family? What should I do ...,"

"Sigh ...,"

Granny Jian looked at her panicked granddaughter and sighed a mouthful of breath. She know better what's she panicky about ..., it was her personal vow and declaration to the whole village. That she would marry herself to the man who could ate all of her cooking. She declared this because she felt vexed with the young man of the village pestering her. But when they heard this, they all withdrawn meekly like a docile lamb. 

No one could withstand her cooking, no one. It then become a problem for her too, no man would court death, ah I mean court her anymore. Thus ..., she was still single despite her age. By the way, she's 26 now. 

But today, she found her destined one. Though he collapsed right after he finished all of the dishes, he still managed to eat all her cooking.

"Why don't you just accept him, I see the way you look at him different than other brute in this village. And beside you're almost thir- ..., you're not young anymore, Ah Ying."

"..., o-okay, but what if he recovered his memory after that?"

Seems like Mu Ying has no problem agreeing to it. Though she don't know about this young man, he looks like a noble from his attire and pale skin. His looks is quite handsome too, two days of nursing him made Mu Ying grow fond of him.

"That's why you must put the herb while it's still boiling! If he have a child with you even if he recovered his memories, he would feel guilty and then took you with him! Don't worry, if his character's good ..., he will be a responsible man. And from the way I see it, he has no bad intention. Alright, I admit the way he look at you is a bit lustful, but he don't dare to linger his gaze on you. This mean he's also interested with you!" suggested Granny Jian, making Mu Ying blushed beet red, especially after hearing the keyword 'child'.

"L-let's bring him back to his room, I feel bad leaving him like this." 

"Xixixi ...," Granny Jian chuckled seeing the bashful face of her granddaughter. They both brought Aram to his bed.

(o)__(o)

What is life? What is the purpose of the living? All life shall taste death, but why am I alive once again to feel a pseudo-death?

Oh, yeah ..., that spot. Right ..., that feels good, there, lick there at the tip.

I had a wet dream. This is so vivid and I got the feeling of lucidity. And moreover the partner is someone who won the campus beauty contest last year. 

Year 3 of Business and Management Faculty, senior Amelia Harahap. She's of Batak descent, and half Chinese ..., she has oval unblemished face with big and cute eyes, her skin tone is that of yellowish-white oriental mixed with bronze of Malayan. Furthermore, she's big ..., her bust and ass that is. From inside information I found out that her size is 94. I don't know anything about bust size or cup size of a woman breast, but I compare it with a jav gravure and found some reference. I don't recall the gravure name, but she's big, bigger that even an adult hand couldn't completely grope them. 

I don't know why, but right now I'm dreaming of her titjob-ing me with those pair mound of flesh and her long tongue licking the tip of my manhood. I know this is but a dream, why? Because there's no way model-like senior Amelia did this kind of thing with someone like me.

This is the first time I had this kind of wet dream. But why her? She's not someone on my level, I'm just something like ordinary background character without any quality. 

Oh well, let's just get this over with. It's not like I can touch her in real life anyway. 

Wait ..., I recalled something. Something really awful, something that made me wanted to shout something. That's right. I'm ..., I died, my body on earth is dead and I was transmigrated to the world that I write. 

It's the world that I write, but I'm not the god of this world. I possessed the body of a death side character and was saved by a kind apothecary grandma and her granddaughter. 

Ah shit, this feels great ..., come, lick there. Yeah, keep it up Mel.

Is it just me, or Amelia's face started to show a hint of teasing vibe. Fuck with all of that, this is a dream right? Let's just fuck this bitch right here and now. I don't even know who she truly is, or even have a proper conversation with her. But because she's inside my dream, I'll do her right now!

As I was about to do just that, Amelia swallowed my dick whole. It's probably the first time for me to receive such blowjob even in my wet dream. Most of my wet dream is regretful, I even dreaming of myself watching a porn and fapping at whatever I'm watching in that dream. I ejaculated and woke up after that. The most memorable wet dream is when I almost entered the unknown woman pussy. I don't really recall who that woman is, but I ..., almost, fucked a woman in that dream.

But even that is incomparable with this deepthroat blowjob. Amelia bobbed her head up and down as she sucked my manhood like a straw while making a lewd sloppy noise. Her straight waist long hair was tilted to one side so I can see better of her face. She glanced at me occasionally with her flirty eyes. She's the legitimized campus belle of the year, but she's sucking my dick ..., in this very dream.

I hold her head and rammed my waist without caring anything, it's a dream anyway there's no way she could die because of asphyxiation. After few minutes of swinging my waist without any care of her, I spurted the load that I desperately hold it.

I somehow regretted ejaculating like this because this mean that I couldn't continue the intercourse. From my experience, almost every wet dream is single ejaculation and then woke up as the real body is also ejaculating.

I opened my sleepy eyes ..., to see that I'm already standing. That's weird, when a person woke up, they should be lying down right?

"Cough, cough ...," the sound of a forceful cough.

"Huh?" 

I turned my eyes down, to see the kneeling Mu Ying who was trying her hard to swallow something. Her face and pajamas ..., drenched with white and thick liquid. Huh, why I don't wear any pants? Did ..., no, don't tell me. This isn't real ..., what give?

I pulled the trouser to cover my manhood and then kneeled. I asked Mu Ying who's still coughing and catching her breath. 

"Are you alright?"

"Hehehe, I'm fine, it's alright. Ah ..., can you pass me a cup of water, please?" Mu Ying stared at me with mischievous eyes like those of a cat.

"A-alright ...," I comply with her request and poured a water in a porcelain cup. After I passed the water, I then asked. "Mu Ying, I ..., did you just do that?"

She drank the water in the cup and putting her palm in the air to make me stop. She drank it and then let out a refreshing 'ahh' sound. Oblivious with that, she then asked.

"Yes, what is it?"

"I mean ..., that blo--, that fellatio, did you just do it to me?" I asked feeling a bit weird in my heart.

"Un, quite the thing you got down there. I almost choke myself to death with that inside my mouth." she admitted it while blushing and relishing the aftertaste.

"This ...,"

Shouldn't you feel ashamed of yourself, and why are you staring at my crotch while blushing? I thought, you're a kind older sister type. But why in one night you suddenly turned into a predatory older sister? 

"Why did you do it? Are you sexually frustrated or something? And I heard before that Granny Jian won't let me to lay a hand on you. But here you are ..., throwing yourself at me."

"Ah, that's fine ..., grandma already gave her consent. It's fine now, we'll be doing the ceremony on the following week." she stood up and casually wiped the remaining sperm on her cheek with her finger and lick it.

"Ceremony ..., what ceremony?" I asked because I feel bad premonition hearing that ominous word.

"Wedding ceremony ..., of course."

"Who ...?" I recalled she used 'we' pronoun, but let's ask again for safety purpose.

"You and me, why do you ask something obvious?"

"Huh ..."

"Huh?"

Please wait a moment, there's something wrong with the flow of conversation between you and me. I need to rearrange the chain of event that led me to this very state.

Okay, first of all I was saved by the apothecary family consisting of a grandma and her granddaughter. And then, I dined with them, eating that delicious but dangerous dishes. I fainted, and then the next morning I woke up to find that the granddaughter suck on my dick. And then, I was told that I'll be marrying her on the following week.

What ...? What!??! Since when I ever agree to such arbitrary arrangement. Is it because you suck my dick? It's not that I want you to do it, you did this yourself, right? And then, I must marry you!?!

Hell, this feels like a woman reverse-rape a man, and then asked the man to take responsibility. Even though the one who forced it to the other party was the woman, the fault lies on the man because he has a dick on his crotch!

"Alright, now properly explain it to me ..., why and how come I must marry you? And beside, Miss Mu Ying, I don't even remember who I am. Why are you marrying someone with doubtful identity like myself. This ..., this feels to rushed. I don't even know how I feel about you."

I sat down on the corner of my bed and asked. 

"Ah, right ..., you see, in the past I made a vow. That if there's a man that could and dare to eat my dishes, then I would marry that man. You're the first man who did that, so I will marry you. It's as simple as that. As for your identity, I really don't mind. I just hope that you won't abandon me when you recovered your memories. As for feeling ..., I, since the first time I meet you, I feel that I like you. And when you woke up, I feel really glad that you did. I ..., even I did that, urhmm ..., fellatio, it's my dedication for you, I never and won't ever did that to anyone else aside from my loved one."

She explained the great deal of event with bashful expression, unlike the previous daring woman who just sucked my dick she looks like an innocent schoolgirl this way. 

Wu ...., what? Just because I ate that poisonous cuisines then I got a wife? How? Why? I ..., I don't know any custom like that! if I know this would happen, I would rather cook myself than torturing my stomach! 

Arghh ..., but she's quite the beauty. I admit, she looks pretty much similar with Amelia the campus belle, the reason for that previous dream, maybe. No ..., Mu Ying is way above her. She could pass as a model with her body alone, as for her face, it was even more enchanting. And with her hair and eyes color, it gave a unique vibe around her. And the next is her voice ..., it was just like an enchanting melody of a siren.

Forgive me for my lack of creativity on describing her, but that's how I felt about her. I'm really bad at expressing how beautiful a woman was despite being an author myself. Maybe because I was never a good author despite my share of experience.

"Sigh ...," I sighed and put my hand to support my head. 

I suddenly feel dizzy with how the turn of event. Do I also have dogshit luck of a protagonist? I don't remember writing my MC to be that type. To be honest, the MC of this world suck at romance and couldn't express himself well in front of a woman. He's the type who forced himself on a girl. The only one who could tolerate him, or rather control him is Yu Huiqin.

"Alan ..., I, I just want to ask for your opinion about this. It's ..., it's fine if you don't want this. I will not force you. I know I'm not to your liking. You must be hate this, to be with someone older than yourself." Mu Ying looked down and said it in self-deprecating manner.

I pulled her and let her sat on my lap. She yelped and then her cyan-head nestled on my chest. I pulled her chin and kissed her. This will be my first kiss in both of lifetime. That first kiss, taste weird. Well, mainly because I keep reminded with the fact that she just blow me with this mouth. It's pleasant and I keep on attacking her mouth and tongue with my own but ..., I just can't get rid of the thought about her using this plump lips to suck my dick and even swallowed my sperm. 

Damn, what a bother. Why should I thought of useless thing like that ..., she's not the least bit minding about swallowing it whole. So, why should I?

I let go of the clumsy french-kiss and we gasped for breather.

"So you'll accept me?" Mu Ying asked, with teary eyes.

Heh, do I have other choice? And don't cry ..., that's a foul move. I'm not that dense to say it upfront, so I just said. "Of course, if you don't mind being with me."

"Will you really be willing to take this old and unpopular virgin woman as your wife?"

So she's still virgin. At least, that's a plus.

"Our meeting might be short, but you're a fine woman, miss Mu Ying. I don't mind with your age, and I prefer chaste woman. So don't sell yourself so short like that ..., you're pretty, you should know that yourself."

"Will ..., will you not abandon me when you regain your memories?"

I lied that I have amnesia ..., this put me in a weird spot.

If I take the identity of Yang Xian, then I have a noble daughter as my fiancée. What was her name again? I don't even remember her, just what's this Yang Xian doing ..., you have no recollection of your own fiancée?! Shame on you!? 

Sigh, well, let's live in this place and not enter the capital city for the meantime. I don't have any memories of meeting with that so-called fiancée anyway. Perhaps she's not really into me, and our engagement is only for political purpose of both families. Anyway, I'm not in the least bit interested with that. I'll just live with Mu Ying in this village and living a slow-life.

"I promise you, that I will never abandon my women."

"Why plural? Alan, you're a greedy boy aren't you?"

"I mean, woman. But if in the future ..., no, nothing."

Mu Ying pecked me on the lip and then said.

"It's fine, don't think too much about it. I don't mind getting few sisters, as long as you could spoil me like this. And by the way ..., this little brother over here seems lack attention."

She stroked the dick that already ready for second round. Sending me a flirty glance, she kneeled and then I was under her mercy. I don't know from where she learns those technique. But ..., it's felt good.