After the flash marriage, the abstinent president embraces his wife and pampers her every day

However, reason eventually triumphed over evil, and he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He carefully adjusted his posture, trying not to disturb Lin Qian, but she seemed to hold him tighter, her body pressed even closer. He felt her softness and warmth, and the throbbing in his heart became stronger. Her breath gently brushed past his ears, and each breath was like a gentle temptation.

Lu Jingshen knew that Lin Qian's unintentional actions in her dream were a huge test for him. He felt that the desire in his heart was becoming more and more difficult to control, and every cell in his body was burning. He wanted more, wanted her to belong to him completely, but he also knew that now was not the time.

He closed his eyes, forced himself to ignore his body's reaction, and tried to calm down. However, every slight movement of Lin Qian seemed to ignite his desire, making it even more difficult for him to control himself. His reason and desire fought fiercely in his heart, and finally, he decided to get up and take another cold shower.

Lu Jingshen gently moved his body, trying not to disturb Lin Qian, and slowly broke free from her embrace. However, his movements still disturbed the sleeping Lin Qian. She suddenly opened her eyes, realizing that she had lost her composure, and a trace of shyness immediately appeared on her face. She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

She quickly retracted her hands and feet, trying to keep a little distance from him. Looking at her slightly flustered appearance, Lu Jingshen's heart softened, and he said gently: "It's okay."

Then, he immediately stood up and walked to the bathroom. The cold water washed over him, bringing a hint of coolness, but the fire in his heart was still hard to extinguish. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down, but Lin Qian's unconscious intimacy in his dream and her panicked expression when she woke up just now kept appearing in his mind. He felt both desire and self-blame in his heart, and his emotions were intertwined.

Back in bed, Lu Jingshen looked at Lin Qian lying next to him. She had just woken up, her face was still a little confused, and her messy hair set off her more natural beauty, which made his heart beat. He knew that his feelings could no longer be hidden, and his desire for her became stronger, but he also knew that now was not the right time.

He sighed softly, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart, closed his eyes, and tried not to continue thinking.

Lin Qian noticed his abnormality and asked with concern: "Depth of Field, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Jingshen opened his eyes and tried to force out a smile: "It's okay. I didn't sleep well last night and my head hurts a bit."

Lin Qian looked at him distressedly and said softly, "Then you should sleep a little longer. I'll make you breakfast."

She gently lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked towards the kitchen lightly. Lu Jingshen watched her leave, and the complicated emotions in his heart surged up again.

Half an hour later, Lin Qian, wearing an apron, stood at the door of the bedroom and said softly, "Shen Shen, breakfast is ready. You can get up now."

When Lu Jingshen heard her voice, he opened his eyes slightly and saw Lin Qian standing at the door. The soft morning light shone through the curtains onto her body, as if she was covered with a layer of gold. He got up, dressed, and walked to the living room, where he saw two breakfasts neatly placed on the dining table. Each was meticulous and attentive, a piece of golden and crispy bread and an omelette, with a glass of pure milk and various jams beside.

Lu Jingshen smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Qian also smiled, with a hint of playfulness in her eyes: "I didn't know which jams you like, so I bought several kinds in the supermarket."

Lu Jingshen sat down, picked up a bottle of jam, looked at it, and said, "I like ketchup."

Lin Qian's eyes flashed with surprise: "Really? I like it too. When I have time, I will learn how to make ketchup."

Lu Jingshen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wouldn't it be troublesome to do it yourself?"

Lin Qian shook her head and smiled firmly: "It's not a hassle. This is a pleasure. I've seen the tutorial before, and it seems quite simple. And if you make it yourself, there are no additives, so it's healthier to eat."

Lu Jingshen smiled slightly: "As long as you like it."

After breakfast, Lin Qian went back to her room to change clothes. She picked out a red lace dress from the closet and gently stroked the texture of the dress, feeling a little bit of anticipation. She walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, and slowly put on the dress.

Lin Qian straightened the wrinkles of her skirt in front of the mirror and turned around to zip up the back. However, the zipper was stuck in her hair. She pulled hard and felt a sharp pain in her scalp. She couldn't help but scream, "Ouch!"

Lu Jingshen, who was cleaning the table in the living room, heard the sound and hurried over, asking with concern: "What's wrong? Do you need help?"

Lin Qian nodded a little embarrassedly: "My hair is stuck. Can you help me take a look?"

Lu Jingshen walked behind her, gently lifted her hair, and found that there were indeed a few strands of hair stuck in the zipper. He comforted her softly, "Don't move, I'll help you get it untied."

He carefully pulled the stuck hair out, but still hurt her accidentally. Lin Qian couldn't help but scream again, and her eyes turned red. She bit her lip and said helplessly: "Forget it, just help me cut off the hair."

Lu Jingshen went to the toolbox to get a pair of scissors, returned to the bathroom, gently supported her back with his hands, and carefully cut off the stuck hair one by one. His movements were very gentle, but every time the scissors touched Lin Qian, she still felt a slight tremor.

The zipper finally returned to normal. When Lu Jingshen zipped it up, he accidentally saw her beautiful back and pink underwear, and his heart was agitated. His breathing became rapid, and his eyes involuntarily stayed on her exposed skin.

Lin Qian looked through the mirror and saw his burning gaze staring at her body in a daze. Her cheeks gradually turned red and her heartbeat began to accelerate. She pretended to be calm while adjusting the edge of her skirt and whispered, "Okay, thank you."

Lu Jingshen's Adam's apple slid up and down. He barely suppressed the impulse in his heart and responded softly, "You're welcome." His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was hiding something.

Lin Qian stood up straight, trying to make herself look more natural, but she couldn't control her inner nervousness and the accelerated heartbeat. Her fingers trembled slightly, she adjusted her hair, and looked at herself in the mirror again and at Lu Jingshen standing behind her.

Lu Jingshen watched her movements, with a hint of desire and tenderness in his eyes that could not be concealed. He took a step forward and reached out to help her tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his movements gentle and intimate. The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened, and they could almost feel each other's breathing.

Lin Qian's breathing became rapid. She subconsciously took a step back, but was surrounded by Lu Jingshen's breath. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Jingshen, you...what's wrong with you?"

Lu Jingshen gave a wry smile, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Qianqian, you are so beautiful." His fingers still lingered in her hair, and the warm touch made Lin Qian's heart tremble.

Lin Qian lowered her eyes, not knowing how to respond to this sudden ambiguity.

Lu Jing took a deep breath, finally let go of her hair, took a step back, and tried to calm himself down: "Okay, we should leave, otherwise we will be late."

Lin Qian nodded, quickly calmed herself down, and turned to walk out of the room. Lu Jingshen followed behind her, and the distance between them seemed to have returned to normal, but the unspoken ambiguity still permeated the air.

Along the way, Lin Qian kept replaying the scene in her mind, and her heart could not calm down. Lu Jingshen sat quietly beside her, secretly glancing at Lin Qian from time to time, his heart full of complicated emotions.