I became beautiful by eating melons

There was no light on in the bedroom, only the light from the bathroom was projected on the floor. The crackling sound of water was crisp, and the bright moonlight shone into the room through the window, making everything misty and hazy.

As soon as the sound of water stopped, the door opened and Ye Rou came out wiping her wet hair.

Jiang Chen was not lying on the bed.

He sat in a chair with his eyes closed and his hair loose.

The whole person blended into the darkness, and the moonlight cast a cold glow on his wheat-colored skin.

The big hand stretched out casually, "Wife, come here."

Ye Rou walked over, took his hand, and was suddenly picked up.

The chair was very crowded, Jiang Chen took up the entire seat, and Ye Rou could only sit in his arms.

The nightgown with a good drape spreads out like white and soft petals.

The big hands loosely grasped the slender waist.

Ye Rou turned around, caught a glimpse of the towel dropped on the ground, and reached out to pick it up.

As soon as her movement was noticed, the big hand pressing on her waist suddenly tightened.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes and cast a deep gaze at Ye Rou, "Where are you going?"

"Towel." Ye Rou pointed.

Jiang Chen picked it up easily, covered Ye Rou's hair with a towel, and then pressed down with his big hands to wipe the wet hair.

If your hair is too long and you keep rubbing it, your arms will feel sore.

Ye Roule freed her hands.

But she couldn't calm down. She touched Jiang Chen's thick and protruding Adam's apple and traced Jiang Chen's abdominal muscles with her fingertips.

Her movements were light, like feathers, and that was the most unbearable thing.

The wheat-colored muscles contracted, and the white fingertips followed, finally pressing firmly. The coolness of the water vapor was soon stained with the hot flesh.

Ye Rou felt too hot and withdrew her hand, but just as she was about to move, she was firmly pushed back by a big hand.

He looked up at the owner of the big hand.

He leaned back in his chair, his tone rising slightly with some pleasure: "Why don't you touch me anymore?"

"Hot." Her hand was held tightly and she couldn't get away. Ye Rou struggled without any effort. She threw herself forward and hugged Jiang Chen tightly.

The creamy white jade is tightly pressed against the wheat-colored bones.

Ye Rou used Jiang Chen as a mattress and found a comfortable position to lie down.

Jiang Chen let her struggle and placed his big hands lightly on her slender waist to prevent her from falling.

Ye Rou asked him, "Why are you unhappy? Is it because of Jiang Zhao?"

When Jiang Chen heard Ye Rou mention other men's names, he frowned and became even more displeased.

"Are you jealous?" Ye Rou saw his frown and continued to ask him.

"No." Jiang Chen denied it at first, but soon he admitted it and nodded reluctantly.

In this relationship, it seems to outsiders that Ye Rou is in a weak position, but in fact, it is Jiang Chen who is really worried about gains and losses.

He is like a pool of stagnant water, usually calm, but when a leaf falls into it it will cause waves that won't calm down for a long time.

Ye Rou's every move would affect all his emotions.

He tried his best to remain gentle and be a mature and considerate man.

But fake is fake, just like Jiang Zhao said he is a lunatic, even if he pretends to be a normal person, he can't pretend for long.

He is full of dominance, control and invasion in his bones, and gentleness and consideration are just a mask. In fact, he always wants to tie Ye Rou to his side, wanting to know what she says every day, who she meets, and everything about Ye Rou, he wants to control everything.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Rou, "Am I annoying?"

While waiting for Ye Rou's answer, the big hand pressing on her slender waist gradually tightened.

He is a pile of gunpowder, and a little spark is enough to cause a huge explosion.

Ye Rou didn't sense any danger.

She just thought it was a daily chat.

Lying on Jiang Chen's chest, from this angle, she discovered that Jiang Chen had a red mole on his body, right on the neck artery.

The red dots on the wheat-colored skin are inexplicably attractive.

Ye Rou's mind was completely absorbed by the red mole. When she heard Jiang Chen's question, she answered casually.

"Not annoying, I like it."

The big hand instantly closed and tightly pinched the slender waist. Jiang Chen suddenly raised his lips, "Do you really like it? Don't you find it annoying?"

"no."

Ye Rou was obsessed with the little red mole and finally couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

Touched.

Her fingertips pressed firmly, so of course she couldn't feel anything, but she felt Jiang Chen's pulse.

Jumping wildly.

?

Ye Rou sensed something was wrong.

Jiang Chen seems very excited?

She looked up, not knowing why.

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth curled up high.

It was the first time that Ye Rou saw Jiang Chen so happy.

His eyes lit up and he said faintly, "As long as you like it."

Many years later, Ye Rou still felt upset when she thought about the conversation that day.

Jiang Chen's ulterior motives in his attempts were easily confirmed by her. From then on, Jiang Chen never turned back from his path of paranoia and control freakism.

But at this moment Ye Rou just felt confused.

What is this silly laughter for?

Although she couldn't understand it, she was infected by Jiang Chen's joy and laughed with him.

Jiang Chen became even more excited.

The specific manifestation is a faster pulse rate.

Something hot was poking out from under me.

Jiang Chen put his arm around Ye Rou's waist, supported her knees with his arms, and stood up with Ye Rou in his arms like a princess.

"Honey, let's do something happier."

It sounded like a request for opinion, but it didn't give Ye Rou any chance to refuse.

After this night, Ye Rou had a deeper understanding of Jiang Chen's physical strength.

Because Jiang Chen could hold her up and lift her up for two hours without stopping.

Simply not human!

-

For breakfast, Grandma Mute made roasted pig's feet.

The pig's trotters were bought by my grandfather. The pink and tender pig's trotters were braised for two days, then taken out and roasted on fruit wood until the skin was a little bit charred, and then coated with a special sauce.

It is soft, boneless, fragrant and tasty when you take a bite.

The young man was given a whole pig's trotter.

Older people only have half.

No one else had any objections. Song Zhishu looked at the shiny and rosy pig's feet in front of others, then lowered her head to look at the bowl in front of her.

The old lady refused to accept this. She protested, "Where are my pig's feet?"

The master said mercilessly: "Be content, I wouldn't even give you half of it anyway."

After all, among all the people here, Song Zhishu has the worst stomach and can't eat heavy meat dishes at all.

Half of her pig's trotter was chopped up and stewed in white porridge to neutralize the greasiness.

Song Zhishu looked at Ye Yatou aggrievedly.

Helplessly, Ye Rou was concentrating on chewing the pig's trotter with both hands and didn't notice Grandma Song's gaze at all.

Jiang Chen saw it, but he ignored it and continued to watch his wife chewing the pig's trotter.

Old Mrs. Song withdrew her gaze with grievance.

After dinner, everyone else left.

Only Ye Rou looked at the bowl of bitter medicine in front of her with a sullen look.

The black soup exudes a strong bitter taste, even covering up the remaining rich aroma of the pig's feet.

"Master—" Ye Rou tried to act coquettishly to avoid it.

Liu Yutang shook his head expressionlessly and gave Ye Rou one word: "Drink."

"..." Ye Rou looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen looked up at the sky and pretended not to see it.

Ye Rou refused to give up and tugged at the corner of Jiang Chen's clothes.

Jiang Chen sighed.

Seeing hope, Ye Rou looked at him with burning eyes.

Jiang Chen patted his wife's head and said to her: "Drink it."

“…You are so cruel.”

Ye Rou resigned herself to her fate and picked up the bowl. The bitter taste went straight to her head, and just the smell of it made her dizzy.

After drinking it with her head tilted back, Ye Rou retched because of the bitterness.

Jiang Chen stuffed the prepared fruit candy into his wife's mouth and coaxed her all the way.

The jeep parked in front of the hospital.

Ye Rou said stiffly: "I'm going to work."

Jiang Chen grabbed her and nodded to the side of her face.

Ye Rou bit him angrily and continued to sulk.

Jiang Chen's heart melted by the cuteness.

"Bye, wife."

"Humph."