When Xiaohua sleeps at night, she inevitably has to share a room with He Yan. If she forces He Yan to sleep in her fourth brother's room, her parents will probably come and say that she is ungrateful.

They felt that it was a great honor for her to marry He Yan, and that she should treat He Yan with the utmost respect and devotion. How could she be so audacious as to drive him away and prevent him from sleeping with her and her daughter?

He Yan looked smug and deliberately said, "It's not that I necessarily want to sleep with you and your mother. It's just that I'm afraid our parents will worry unnecessarily if they see that we're not sleeping together, especially since our father's health can't withstand any shocks right now."

He Yan's words implied that Xiao Hua should not divorce him, even if she disregarded everything else, because her own father was sick.

Fortunately, these rural earthen beds are long and wide. Xiaohua found a thin quilt, folded it into three sections, and drew a horizontal line in the middle. She pointed to it and said, "The Chu River and Han Border."

He Yan pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "I'm asleep, I don't care about your boundaries," but he still nodded and assured her, "I will never cross the line."

Xiao Hua made a kicking motion: "I'm warning you in advance, if you dare to cross the line, don't blame my Foshan Shadowless Kick for being blind."

To ward off backstabbers, Xiao Hua had Kang An sleep in the middle while she slept on the very edge. He Yan felt a mix of emotions when he saw her doing this. What kind of legal marriage were they? The wife was guarding against her husband like a thief.

Looking at Xiaohua's clothes, she's sleeping in long sleeves and pants, and even wearing socks. She's practically wearing a hat. Doesn't she feel hot sleeping in so many clothes on this hot night?

“I swear I will never do anything to you if you don’t want to. You don’t need to wear so many clothes to sleep. I’m afraid you’ll get heatstroke later.”

Actually, the temperature difference between day and night here is quite large. Although it is very hot during the day, it is a bit cool at night. He Yan has never lived here before, so he doesn't know.

Xiaohua wanted to say, "You're overthinking it. Can't I just protect myself from mosquitoes?" But then she thought, "Why did I tell him there are so many mosquitoes here? Let him have a good meal of mosquitoes tonight."

"If I'm not guarding against you, can't I guard against perverts?"

He Yan was genuinely amused and exasperated: "I'm the only man in this house, who's the pervert?"

Xiaohua shrugged indifferently: "Whoever has ulterior motives is the one."

Xiao Hua also found long-sleeved shirts, long pants, and socks for Kang An to change into, partly to keep out mosquitoes, and partly to prevent the child from getting cold at night. There are a lot of mosquitoes in the countryside, especially at night during this season when they are so numerous they can eat people. He Yan had never lived in the countryside, so he didn't know, but Xiao Hua had lived in the countryside for a long time, both in her past and present lives.

I know the situation in the countryside very well. There are no mosquito coils, so if you don't wrap yourself up tightly, you'll probably be covered in itchy welts tomorrow and you won't be able to stop scratching them.

"It's one thing for you to wear such thick clothes, but don't dress your child in such thick clothes too. Otherwise, they might get heatstroke."

He Yan noticed that she dressed Kang An in the same clothes and worried that the child might get too hot.

"The temperature difference between day and night is large, and children don't have the same thick skin and high body heat as you." Xiao Hua saw that He Yan was shamelessly wearing only a white vest and boxer shorts, and was really not ashamed.

Men are more afraid of heat than cold. He Yan usually doesn't wear clothes when he sleeps at home, but he added a white vest here for the sake of the child.

After turning off the lights, the three of them fell asleep, but soon mosquitoes started buzzing around their ears. Before going to sleep, Xiaohua found a breathable gauze in her suitcase. This gauze was Kang'an's bath towel from childhood to adulthood. Xiaohua covered her and the child's faces with the gauze to protect them from mosquito bites.

Mosquitoes are known to bully newcomers, so it's likely that all the mosquitoes in this house have come to their room tonight, just waiting for a feast.

He Yan was undoubtedly the main course in the mosquito's feast.

He Yan was bitten by mosquitoes about a dozen times, and the itching made it impossible for him to sleep. He sat up on the kang (a heated brick bed) and scratched himself left and right, up and down, until he couldn't help but scratch several marks on his face.

Then look at Xiaohua and her mother, who are wearing long sleeves, pants, and socks, with a scarf covering their heads.

It was a well-prepared battle; in other words, her attire wasn't meant to protect her from him, but rather from mosquitoes.

He Yan didn't know whether he felt better or worse thinking about this. If he felt better, it was because Xiao Hua hadn't thought about protecting herself from him or treating him like a pervert. If he felt worse, it was because Xiao Hua knew there were many mosquitoes at night, but she didn't kindly remind him. She only took care of herself and the child and let the mosquitoes bite him alone.

He Yan originally wanted to find long clothes, trousers, and socks from his luggage to wear before going to sleep, but when he thought about how he would have to turn on the light and make noise to find things in his suitcase, which would wake up Xiao Hua and her daughter, and seeing how soundly they were sleeping, He Yan couldn't bring himself to wake them. In the end, He Yan simply stopped sleeping and sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), staring intently at the mother and daughter sleeping so peacefully beside him in the darkness.

He felt that happiness was perhaps nothing more than this, and he truly wished that time could stand still at this moment.

"Little Flower, Little Flower." He Yan crawled over quietly and called her softly in her ear. Little Flower was already very tired from sitting on the old green train for too long, and she hadn't taken a nap at noon. She was so sleepy that she wouldn't even know if someone was carrying her away and throwing her away.

So when He Yan called her, she didn't react at all.

Seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, He Yan reached out and gently poked her soft cheek with his finger: "You're sleeping as soundly as a little pig." His tone unconsciously became doting.

He only wanted to touch her face, but people are greedy, and simply touching his beloved wife's face was clearly not enough to satisfy his desires.

He couldn't help but press his face closer and closer to Xiaohua's. A little moonlight shone in, and Xiaohua's lips, which were partially visible, seemed to be tempting him to take a small taste.

He Yan was torn by an internal struggle. On one hand, he told himself that it was very ungentlemanly to steal a kiss from someone while they were asleep. He Yan had always been an upright and honest person, so how could he do such a shameless thing?

Another voice inside me was telling me, "That's your own wife! You're legally married! Why do you feel ashamed for kissing your own wife? Isn't this a normal need?"

Actions are faster than thoughts.

While her mind was still churning, He Yan's lips had already moved beyond his control and planted a simple kiss on Xiao Hua's lips, lasting for less than a second—it was as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.

And so, He Yan's heart pounded violently, so violently that it seemed about to leap out of his chest.

His handsome face was also flushed and burning. He Yan touched his burning face and cursed himself for being so spineless.