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

Lu Jingshen's deep and magnetic voice, like the gentlest melody in the night, rang softly in Lin Qian's ears, with a barely perceptible hoarseness, as if it was a subtle revelation of his inner feelings: "Baby, do you like your husband doing this to you?" There was endless tenderness and expectation hidden in his voice, and every word was like a carefully carved pearl, falling into the lake of her heart, stirring up layers of ripples.

Lin Qian's cheeks instantly turned red, and she was so shy that she almost blushed. She didn't dare to look directly into Lu Jingshen's deep and fiery eyes, but just nodded gently, and that subtle movement contained infinite affirmation and attachment.

She closed her eyes and let herself be absorbed in this sudden warmth and care, as if the whole world only contained the two of them. The happiness in her heart surged over her like a tide, surrounding her tightly.

In the bathroom, the soft light is like delicate silk, gently filling every corner, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere. In the air, the lavender fragrance and the rising water vapor interweave with each other, weaving an indescribable comfort and tranquility, making time seem soft and long.

The warm and appropriate water flows slowly from the shower head, as if quietly looking forward to the sweet and warm scene that is about to unfold. As time goes by, the water vapor in the bathroom becomes thicker and the whole space is gently embraced by a layer of dreamy mist.

In this hazy and dreamy situation, the love story of Lu Jingshen and Lin Qian quietly blooms. Every moment between them sparkles with a unique light and exudes endless charm.

After a burst of joy...

Lu Jingshen carefully stroked her wet hair with a towel, his movements were extremely gentle, fearing the slightest negligence. She opened her eyes and met his deep gaze, and they smiled at each other, without saying anything, love already flowed in their eyes.

"How does it feel, my love?" he asked gently.

"Great, thank you, Depth of Field." She responded with a smile, her eyes shining with happiness.

Afterwards, Lu Jingshen dried her body meticulously, wrapped her in a bath towel, and patiently dried her hair. His movements were gentle and tender, as if he was treating a precious work of art. When everything was done, the two walked out of the bathroom hand in hand, with their hearts full of sweetness. Their faces were filled with happiness and satisfaction, and their eyes on each other were full of love.

The two of them came to the cloakroom. There were all kinds of clothes hanging here, from gorgeous evening gowns to comfortable home clothes. Lin Qian stood in front of the mirror, carefully choosing the clothes she would wear today. She looked at the exquisite clothes in front of her, and she was hesitant.

"Honey, which dress should I wear today?" Lin Qian turned to look at Lu Jingshen beside her, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion and entanglement.

Lu Jingshen smiled slightly, walked to Lin Qian, and gently put his arm around her shoulders. His eyes gently swept across the dazzling array of clothes in the cloakroom, and finally landed on Lin Qian, as if she herself was the most beautiful scenery.

"My dear, every piece of clothing can show different charms on you. But what's important is that you choose the one that makes you feel confident and happy today and suits your mood." His words were like a spring breeze, warm and inspiring.

Lin Qian's brows gradually relaxed after hearing this. She turned around and examined the clothes again. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a simple yet elegant white dress. The dress was well-cut and had smooth lines, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Lin Qian took a skirt from the closet, tried it on in front of the mirror, then said with a smile, "I think this one looks good." Lin Qian picked up the dress in her hand, a determined light flashing in her eyes.

Lu Jingshen nodded in agreement: "Well, this one suits you very well. Its simple design can highlight your temperament, and the white color looks fresh and refined. Whether it is daily travel or later activities, it can make you the focus."

Lin Qian felt even happier after receiving Lu Jingshen's affirmation. She quickly walked towards the dress and began to put it on. Lu Jingshen carefully adjusted the hem of her dress and the details. The tacit understanding and warmth between the two permeated the entire cloakroom.

After changing her clothes, Lin Qian stood in front of the full-length mirror with a retro frame and carefully examined herself. In the mirror, she was wearing a well-cut dress, elegant yet playful, as if it was a work of art tailored for her. She spun gently, her skirt fluttering, her face filled with a satisfied smile, her eyes sparkling with confidence.

"Honey, look, this skirt seems to be made for me." She turned around and faced Lu Jingshen who was sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine, her eyes full of anticipation and joy.

Lu Jingshen raised his head, his eyes fell on her gently, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Of course, because you are the most beautiful scenery. No matter what you wear, it is just icing on the cake, and it cannot cover up your own brilliance." His words were full of sincerity and affection, which instantly warmed Lin Qian's heart.

The two smiled at each other, and that smile contained too much tacit understanding and love that needed no words. Then, they walked out of the cloakroom hand in hand and entered the living room filled with sunlight. The sunlight shone through the French windows, shining on them, lengthening their backs, making them look particularly harmonious and happy, as if the whole world had stopped.

After bidding farewell to Lu Jingshen, Lin Qian returned to her room, picked out a book she liked, and sat on the couch by the window, enjoying her quiet time alone. Occasionally, the chirping of birds could be heard outside the window, interweaving with the sound of pages turning, forming a beautiful melody.

In the blink of an eye, night fell. Lin Qian finished a day of study and returned home alone. The house was quiet, with only the ticking of the clock echoing in the empty room. She turned on her phone and saw a message from Lu Jingshen: "Baby, I may have to work overtime until late tonight. You go to bed first and don't have to wait for me."

Although Lin Qian felt a little disappointed, she was more understanding and supportive of Lu Jingshen. She simply replied with a "OK" and went to wash up and get ready for bed. However, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, silently calculating the time for Lu Jingshen to return.

Time passed by minute by minute, until the clock slowly pointed to eleven o'clock, but Lin Qian still hadn't waited for Lu Jingshen. She sighed, got up and went to the bathroom to take a hot bath, hoping to relieve her fatigue and anxiety. After coming out, she casually put on a soft bathrobe, sat on the sofa, and picked up a magazine to read.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Qian felt sleepy and her eyelids gradually became heavy. She tried hard to stay awake, but in the end she couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the sofa.

Just at this moment, the sound of the door lock turning gently broke the silence of the night.