To seduce her

Gao Yuchuan has walked to the front and is standing in front of rows of neatly arranged shelves. His tall body is leaning forward slightly, as if he is carefully studying the merchandise on the shelves.

The lights from the supermarket sprinkled down from above, stretching his figure long and projecting it on the ground, forming a deep and firm outline. He was wearing a simple casual suit, and the hem of the clothes swayed gently with his movements, revealing a calm temperament.

Around him are a wide variety of goods and customers walking by in a hurry, but Gao Yuchuan's back seems to have a kind of magnetic field that makes people can't help but take a few more glances.

She did begin to feel a little inferior, worrying that she was no longer as attractive to Gao Yuchuan as before.

She lowered her head and bit her lips lightly, with a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

Seeing that Shen Yaochu did not catch up, Gao Yuchuan turned back.

"what happened?"

Shen Yaochu's emotions suddenly collapsed, and her eyes were moist. She raised her head and asked softly: "You don't want to touch me now, do you think I'm fat?"

Gao Yuchuan didn't expect Shen Yaochu to talk about this in front of so many people, and was a little stunned for a moment.

"Why wouldn't I?"

He lowered his voice and couldn't help looking around. It was a bit strange to discuss such a thing in a place like this.

Shen Yaochu said: "You said we don't need to buy it."

Gao Yuchuan lowered his voice and said, "I don't buy it because I don't need it."

"No need?" Shen Yaochu felt even sadder: "You won't need it in the future, right?"

"Yes."

After Gao Yuchuan's conclusion came out, Shen Yaochu finally couldn't help crying.

The situations described by those miserable women in the comment section of the self-media platforms flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.

It must be because giving birth was too bloody, or her figure has changed, her breasts have sagged, her abdomen is not as elastic as before... In short, her husband has no sexual interest in her anymore.

Gao Yuchuan was frightened by Shen Yaochu's reaction. He looked confused, puzzled and anxious. He didn't understand what he did wrong to make Shen Yaochu so sad. He just subconsciously hugged her in his arms. Looking at Shen Yaochu with tears in her eyes, he felt very distressed and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? Are you crying if you don't use this? Do you have to use it? Then can you buy some?"

Shen Yaochu bit her lip and said nothing, but shook her head: "If you don't need it, then don't buy it."

She didn't want to force him.

Maybe this is what marriage will end up like.

Love and passion are gone, only responsibility and commitment remain.

She couldn't blame him for changing, he had been very good to her.

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By the evening, Shen Yaochu was exhausted both physically and mentally, and went to bed early with her back to Gao Yuchuan.

Gao Yuchuan gently pushed open the door, and unconsciously stepped lightly, fearing to disturb the tranquility in the room. In the room, a faint moonlight shone through the half-closed curtains, sprinkling on the floor in patches, interweaving with the surrounding shadows to create a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

Shen Yaochu lay quietly on the bed with her back to him. Her body seemed to be gently wrapped in a layer of light shadow, as if she was being gently embraced by the night.

Her outline appeared particularly soft in the dim light, yet with a hint of barely perceptible loneliness.

Gao Yuchuan's heart tightened involuntarily. He could feel a silent and strong sadness emanating from Shen Yaochu, which permeated the entire room.

He slowly approached and stroked Shen Yaochu's shoulder with his hand: "Can you let me know why you are so uncomfortable?"

Shen Yaochu felt that she was being too pretentious and let him coax her like this.

In fact, many couples are no longer as passionate as before when they get older.

There are many reasons.

The fact that he cares about her feelings like this shows that he is a good husband.

But she still felt very uncomfortable.

Between men and women, physical attraction is an instinct.

They no longer have this instinct.

Shen Yaochu thought about it and turned over. She bit her lip and said, "I'm afraid our relationship will become strange in the future."

"Why has our relationship become so strange?"

After thinking carefully, Shen Yaochu said, "Many people say that husband and wife will eventually become relatives. I naively say that I don't want to be your relative. I hope I am your lover."

Gao Yuchuan was somewhat puzzled: "Of course you are my lover."

"But you don't have that idea about me anymore."

"what?!"

Shen Yaochu turned her head away. She still felt a little embarrassed to talk about this topic: "You haven't touched me for a long time. We have been sleeping on separate quilts."

As he spoke, his voice became choked up.

An indescribable complex emotion emerged on Gao Yuchuan's face, his brows were furrowed, as if there were two small hills standing in front of his forehead.

The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, not in anger, but with a kind of bitterness of being misunderstood.

"How could you have such an idea?"

His entire facial expression was like that of a wronged child, desperate to find a way out to prove his innocence.

"Do you know how hard it is for me to endure every day?"

Shen Yaochu's eyes were wide open, and her lips were half open, but no sound came out.

Her brain was still trying to digest this sudden information, and she couldn't immediately translate her surprise into words.

She unconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, and the gaps between her fingers revealed her inner panic and helplessness.

"what?"

"You were the one who wanted to separate the quilt. You said I disturbed your sleep and you were tired." Gao Yuchuan felt very aggrieved and immediately complained: "Others say that women need a recovery period of 3-6 months. I thought that maybe a year would be better, so I kept enduring it."

"what?"

Shen Yaochu was stunned for a long time before she understood what Gao Yuchuan said.

"Pfft-"

Shen Yaochu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You...is that the reason?"

"Yes." Gao Yuchuan said sternly.

"Oh." The messy thoughts in Shen Yaochu's mind disappeared in an instant.

She proudly wrapped herself in the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "I've recovered very well now..."

Gao Yuchuan initially thought that it was an illusion created by his ears in the dark night. However, when Shen Yaochu confirmed again that he had not heard wrong, the doubts in his heart instantly disappeared, and were replaced by an irrepressible joy and excitement.

The next moment, he lifted a corner of the quilt without hesitation and easily got into Shen Yaochu's warm bed.

The two bodies pressed tightly together the moment they touched, as if two long-parted hearts had found each other at this moment.

Gao Yuchuan was anxious and enthusiastic, "You don't know how long I have been waiting."

When Shen Yaochu heard this, two red clouds appeared on her cheeks. She spat softly, with a hint of shyness and coquettishness in her voice.

"Who made you so stupid?"

Gao Yuchuan worked very hard, and Shen Yaochu called for a halt immediately.

"There is no more."

Gao Yuchuan placed his hands on either side of her head, his voice slightly hoarse.

"I won't need it anymore."

"Ok?"

His cheeks flushed slightly, not a shy blush, but more like he was lit up by some subtle emotion that made him waver between pride and embarrassment.

“I had surgery.”

"What operation?" Shen Yaochu asked before she realized that he was talking about vasectomy.

Oh my god, he actually did it for her...

Shen Yaochu was so moved that she didn't know what to say in response and could only hug him tightly.

That night, both of them were very emotional...

Afterwards, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

Shen Yaochu said: "Actually, you can always use the inner one."

Gao Yuchuan touched her hair and said nothing.

He would never let her have children again.

At this moment, even though the person next to him was alive, he still felt a lingering fear as he thought about the many moments of that day when he thought he might lose her.

Nothing is more important than her.

She will never know how important she is to him.

More important than his life.