Jiang Wanning was about to take Fu Chenyuan's hand and walk into the house when Fu Chenyuan bent down and picked her up in his arms.

Jiang Wanning was wearing a long dress that reached her calves. At this moment, Fu Chenyuan was holding her, and the wind made her skirt flutter.

Jiang Wanning wrapped her arms around Fu Chenyuan's neck and kicked her legs slightly in the air: "I can walk by myself."

"Aren't your legs going to give way? This is all sandpit, I'm afraid you'll fall."

Jiang Wanning is now certain that Fu Chenyuan must have seen her fall onto the carpet during her video chat with Su Zhihan.

Jiang Wanning, enraged and embarrassed, punched Fu Chenyuan in the chest.

Fu Chenyuan hissed, as if he was in a lot of pain.

Jiang Wanning, on the contrary, became nervous.

"I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

"It hurts, hit me." Fu Chenyuan's voice was tinged with grievance and accusation.

"Wife, you can hit me, but be gentle. If you hurt me, your husband won't be there to hit you anymore."

Jiang Wanning paused as she rubbed Fu Chenyuan's chest, realizing that Fu Chenyuan was faking it.

She got annoyed and reached out to pinch Fu Chenyuan's face.

Fu Chenyuan's face has distinct features; he's the kind of handsome man with top-tier bone structure, so you can't even pinch any flesh on his face.

She tried to pinch his waist, but because Fu Chenyuan was holding her, all his muscles seemed to be working hard, and there was no soft flesh on his waist at all; it was taut when she pinched it.

Fu Chenyuan hissed and chuckled, "Wife, you're too enthusiastic. Let me feed you first, otherwise you won't have the energy to feed me later."

Fu Chenyuan said "feed" twice, but the two "feed" had completely different meanings.

Jiang Wanning, in a fit of desperation, slipped her small hand under Fu Chenyuan's clothes and touched his well-defined abs.

Sure enough, Fu Chenyuan's breathing became erratic.

Originally, Fu Chenyuan carried her as easily as he would a rag doll, and his breathing remained unchanged. But now his breathing became rapid. Jiang Wanning had already been intimate with him, so she understood Fu Chenyuan's reaction all too well.

Jiang Wanning obediently withdrew her hand, not daring to provoke her further.

Fu Chenyuan chuckled softly: "Not touching anymore?"

Jiang Wanning shook her head vigorously: "No, no."

She backed down.

If this happened again today, Jiang Wanning felt that her bones would definitely fall apart.

Fu Chenyuan carried her directly to the sink and let Jiang Wanning wash her hands.

Today's meal was even more lavish than last night's.

Jiang Wanning had a great appetite.

After dinner, Fu Chenyuan washed the dishes and prepared fruit for Jiang Wanning.

After Fu Chenyuan came out, he asked Jiang Wanning what her plans were.

"Don't you have work to do?" Jiang Wanning asked.

Fu Chenyuan is too busy. He has so many companies under his control, and they are involved in a wide range of industries.

Every time he spends time with her, he truly puts aside his work and doesn't even look at his phone.

Now that Jiang Wanning has eaten and drunk her fill, all she wants to do is lazily stay put.

Of course, if Fu Chenyuan wasn't busy, Jiang Wanning would also like to spend time with him.

She felt happy just leaning against him, doing nothing.

"Don't mention work. I've already arranged everything. I hired them at high salaries so they could do their jobs properly. If I have to do everything myself, what use would I have for them?"

Fu Chenyuan looked into Jiang Wanning's eyes and reached out to tuck a stray hair behind her ear.

Because he had just washed the dishes, his fingers were slightly cool. When he touched Jiang Wanning's ear, Jiang Wanning felt her ear itch.

Seeing Jiang Wanning tremble slightly, Fu Chenyuan was very satisfied.

Jiang Wanning is really too sensitive.

Fu Chenyuan had a sudden thought. He lowered his head and took Jiang Wanning's earlobe into his mouth, gently biting it with his teeth.

Jiang Wanning gave a soft "hmm," which instantly aroused Fu Chenyuan's interest.

He gently pushed Jiang Wanning down onto the sofa.

Jiang Wanning's hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Fu Chenyuan placed his hands on either side of Jiang Wanning's body, his eyes fixed on her, not missing a single reaction from her.

"Wanwan, I want you."

He spoke frankly about his inner thoughts.

Jiang Wanning was taken aback and her eyes widened.

Seeing Jiang Wanning's surprise, Fu Chenyuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you know? Liking is accompanied by desire. My dear lady! I found you again when I was seventeen, and then, after some time, I had a wet dream, because the person in the dream was you."

He felt ashamed, he felt evil, and he could no longer face Jiang Wanning from that time.

He grew up in that kind of environment before he was ten years old, and any intimacy seemed disgusting to him. He blasphemed his god, even in his dreams.

"Now I understand. Doing these things with someone you like isn't disgusting; it's the most beautiful thing in the world. Wanwan, you think so too, right?"

Jiang Wanning raised her hand and touched Fu Chenyuan's angular face.

“You did nothing wrong, A-Yuan.”

She suppressed her shyness and took the initiative to kiss Fu Chenyuan's lips.

Her initiative is the best answer.

They were on the sofa.

Afterwards, Jiang Wanning rubbed her aching back and thought to herself that she could hardly bear to look at the sofa anymore.

She pursed her lips and looked at Fu Chenyuan.

Fu Chenyuan's eyes still held a lingering trace of emotion.

So this is how sexy men can be when they're aroused.

"Why are you so keen on this kind of thing?" Jiang Wanning muttered.

Fu Chenyuan paused, but quickly picked Jiang Wanning up again.

He wanted to carry Jiang Wanning upstairs to wash her up.

“I don’t know about other men, but I know that the moment I touch you, I want you. Wanwan, I don’t feel this way with other women. Their overly direct gazes make me feel disgusted and nauseous, and their touches make me feel repulsed.”

Therefore, back then, anyone who dared to send women to him could forget about cooperating with him and might even be suppressed by Fu Chenyuan.

Over the years, Fu Chenyuan has only ever been with Jiang Wanning, and he only ever wanted to be with her.

"Wife, this is my first time, only with you, only with you. I'm not even twenty-six yet, do you want me to be as celibate as an old man?"

His voice carried a hint of grievance, making Jiang Wanning unable to bear criticizing him any further.

While Fu Chenyuan went to change his clothes, Jiang Wanning took out her phone and quickly searched for answers online.

How many times a day is considered normal for couples to have sex?

The netizens are indeed very enthusiastic.

[OP, are you newlywed or have you already passed the seven-year itch and are an old married couple?]

It depends. When my husband and I first got married, he wanted to have sex seven times a day, and he was glued to me all the time. Now, three years have passed, and we have a baby. Forget seven times a day, maybe seven times a year? We're both on our phones, and when we talk about sex, neither of us is interested. It's a quick and easy affair, like completing a chore.

"Seriously? My husband and I have been married for fifteen years, and we still have sex several times a week."