The down-and-out sentinels are raised, and the strong couple is on the list

"Wait wait wait, I haven't showered and changed my clothes yet."

Yan Wenqi glanced up and down at Yu Yan, his eyes becoming more and more fiery.

"No, I'll wash it later."

The blue-green cheongsam outlines the perfect body curves of the girl in his arms.

Fitting tightly against his body, the two of them were like two pieces of a puzzle, destined to fit together.

He raised three fingers, pinched the end of the jade hairpin and pulled it gently.

The long hair that was fixed by a hairpin instantly fell all over her back.

Because of his action, the girl was startled and there was a trace of surprise in her eyes, but soon, a smile appeared in her eyes again.

As she dodged, she fell onto the soft big bed with him.

Cloudy hair, flowery face, warm hibiscus tent...

Yan Wenqi, who felt that his knowledge of ancient literature was not high enough, had countless words popping up in his mind at this moment.

"Honey, is that okay?"

The starlight near dusk is still bright, but not as scorching.

After being filtered through the window gauze curtain, it becomes much gentler.

A gust of wind blew by, and the thin gauze curtain, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, nestled against the window lattice, and stretched lazily.

It's as if tropical flowers are blooming in the cedar forest at the foot of the cold and lonely snow-capped mountains.

Yu Yan looked at the boy who was holding one hand on the side of her head and covering her.

Those eyes, which were usually almost black, revealed their true green color at this moment.

Very much like his spiritual form, the Snow Wolf.

The lone wolf walking at the foot of the snow-capped mountains and among the pine forests was like a unruly king with an iron will that never yielded. But at this moment, he lowered his head and handed over his dominance.

I've seen him many times, and he remains unmoved no matter how I tease him.

Facing the desire in his eyes that was so strong that it was almost overflowing for the first time, Yu Yan bit her lip and smiled, raised her hand to wrap around his neck, and pulled him closer to her.

He showed the same desire without any hesitation.

"Yan Wenqi, I want you."

In the room, the elegant fragrance of tea and the cool scent of cedar resin are intertwined.

It started to rain outside without me noticing.

The raindrops like mist covered this small piece of heaven and earth.

In a corner of the courtyard, there was a green pine tree that had just grown to a height of no more than three meters, and its new branches were bent by the breeze.

It hit the tea tree next to it, and without knowing how heavily it hit the elegant beige camellia flowers.

Raindrops slide down the delicate and thin flowers.

Gift pine branches covered with pollen.

It also left behind a cool scent of pine resin.

In a corner where no one knows, two little lives embraced each other.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the bathroom, the tall boy held a hair dryer in one hand and flexibly moved his other hand through the girl’s long hair.

He moved with such skill that it was obvious he had repeated this many times.

Yu Yan sat on the sink and looked up at Yan Wenqi who was blowing her hair.

There was still a hint of lust in the corners of his eyes, but his movements were full of restraint and discipline.

My eyes accidentally passed over the bathtub in the corner of the room, which was full of water but had not yet been filled.

The scene just now came to my mind. We agreed to take a shower and go to bed... but this person...

A trace of heat crept up my cheeks.

Just at this moment, Yan Wenqi turned off the hair dryer, and his slender fingers combed his hair smoothly from the beginning to the end, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay."

Then, he saw Yu Yan's blushing face and her focused eyes looking at him.

"More? No, I've checked. You can't be too indulgent for the first time. Can we continue tomorrow?"

Yu Yan's face flushed red, but she raised her head without losing any momentum and deliberately glanced down:

"No, come again, you can't do it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she left the ground.

The boy held her in his arms and walked back to the bed in two or three steps. "It is the husband's duty to satisfy his wife."

"No, no, no, I don't want it anymore. My waist hurts. I just have a bad mouth."

"Yan Wenqi, no more~"

"Hubby, hubby, forgive me, it's me who can't do it."

I don’t know which word successfully coaxed the other person, Yan Wenqi lifted the quilt and stuffed the person into the bed.

He followed her onto the bed, put his arm under Yu Yan's body and pulled her closer.

The other hand patted the outside of the quilt gently, "Little rookie."

Yu Yan rolled her eyes, "You are, you are... um..."

Yan Wenqi covered her mouth with his hand and said, "Stop talking about it. We agreed not to mention it again."

Yu Yan blinked her eyes to show her compromise.

Yan Wenqi then let her go doubtfully.

There is no way. My wife is too active and too strong. Even in bed, she will not give in at all, so I have to be on guard.

Feeling the dry and soft touch beneath her body, Yu Yan nestled in Yan Wenqi's arms and found a comfortable angle:

"When did you change it?"

"When you're in the bath."

Yu Yan looked at the bedside again, and sure enough, there was a glass of water there, and the night light was adjusted to just the right brightness.

It seems that since she had Yan Wenqi, everything she needed would be automatically refreshed according to her most comfortable habits.

With him, Yu Yan experienced for the first time what it felt like to be taken care of in every detail.

She can also change the sheets by herself, pour warm water by herself, and adjust the lights by herself...

But if possible, let me ask you, who wouldn’t want to be a “waste” who only enjoys life?

But without the confidence of being favored, who would really dare to indulge themselves?

Feeling a little tired, Yu Yan leaned over and kissed Yan Wenqi's chin, and said softly:

"Goodnight husband."

Yan Wenqi looked at the person in his arms.

She is quiet and well-behaved, restraining her flamboyance and enthusiasm during the day. She is not anyone’s boss, leader, or idol... just his wife.

Only this identity is unique to each other.

"Goodnight wife."

-

I thought I would feel unwell after waking up.

After all, even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.

Although artistic exaggeration is inevitable in literary works, there must be some basis for it, right?

What's more, it was my first time eating meat, and it was a full banquet.

But unexpectedly, after waking up, Yu Yan did not feel any discomfort except for feeling lazy.

"woke up?"

Yan Wenqi's voice came from above his head.

With the laziness of the early morning and a hint of satisfaction.

Yu Yan changed her posture, put one hand and one leg on him, hugged him bearally, and uttered a muffled "hmm".

A large hand covered her waist, pressing gently.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Yu Yan shook her head.

"I'm well taken care of by you."

After finishing last night, he gave himself a massage and applied repair potion on himself.

Yu Yan didn't feel anything uncomfortable at the time, and thought it didn't need to be so exaggerated, but Yan Wenqi insisted.

Now I realize that, indeed, I have to listen to him in matters like this.

If you do things your own way, that would be really rough.

A hand slid down the collar of the pajamas, and just as a finger crept in, it was pinched and taken out.

"Be good, don't bother me."

"Who told you not to let me touch you before?"

"From now on, please enjoy yourself, ma'am."