During the meal, Lin Yue ate two bowls of rice, praising, "Honey, the food you made is so delicious."

Song Yunzheng looked at her with satisfaction and gently wiped the rice off her lips.

"Eat slowly. You're always skipping meals and then overeating. Your stomach is suffering. Don't do that again."

Lin Yue puffed out her cheeks and hummed in agreement.

Whether it was because she was too hungry or because the food he made was just right for her taste, all three dishes were completely finished.

"Go sit on the sofa, I'll clean up the kitchen." Song Yunzheng cleaned the dining table and then turned to go into the kitchen to clean up.

Lin Yue offered to help, but he flatly refused, saying, "The biggest help you can give me is simply not causing trouble."

Well, she's happy to have some peace and quiet.

After sitting in the living room for a while, Lin Yue went directly to the bathroom to wash up.

Before she went into the bathroom, Song Yunzheng was still busy in the kitchen. When she came out of the bathroom, she happened to run into him as he was drying his hands and coming out of the kitchen.

She wore a black silk slip dress nightgown, her fair, snow-white skin exposed to the air, radiating a captivating glow.

The bruises from his collarbone to his chest were love marks he left last night, as if telling the story of their passionate encounter.

Her waist-length hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, making her look like a night elf, mysterious and alluring.

The clash between innocence and sexiness creates a strong contrast, which immediately captivated Song Yunzheng.

His gaze was deep, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily...

Lin Yue was already used to his gaze, and walked into the bedroom as if nothing had happened, sitting in front of the dressing table and applying body lotion.

The pleasant scent of ginger and rose drew someone closer.

"Let me rub your back for you..." Before he could finish speaking, he had already started to rub it on his back.

Song Yunzheng's large hand gently stroked her back. Her skin was so delicate and smooth that what should have taken a few seconds took him two minutes to finish...

Lin Yue turned around and grabbed his large hand, saying, "If you keep rubbing, you'll peel off a layer of skin."

Song Yunzheng chuckled softly, regretting his earlier behavior, and said, "I'm going to take a shower." He then turned and walked into the bathroom.

He was always meticulous in his work, and taking a bath was no exception. He didn't come out of the bathroom until half an hour later, and without a doubt, he had already cleaned the bathroom.

Lin Yue was leaning against the headboard reading a book. He walked over and sat down beside her, leaning his head closer. "What are you reading?"

"One sentence is worth ten thousand sentences."

"There should be a few more of Professor Liu's books on the third shelf."

"Yes, I've finished reading them all." The crisp sound of pages turning rang out.

Seeing her quiet demeanor, Yunxi's words suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Let me take you out to play tomorrow."

Song Yunzheng picked up a strand of her long hair with his slender fingers and played with it in his hand. He loved her long hair very much; it was so fine and soft, and felt wonderful to the touch.

"Okay, where to?"

This sentence successfully piqued Lin Yue's interest. She marked it with a bookmark, closed the book, and placed it on her bedside table.

"Go to the hot springs."

"Okay!" Lin Yue sat up straight excitedly, her bright, watery eyes sparkling.

"You might not believe it, but I've never been to a hot spring in my entire life."

"It's okay. In the future, I'll accompany you through everything you've experienced and haven't experienced before." Song Yunzheng looked at her tenderly, his heart filled with her affection.

As if suddenly remembering something, Lin Yue jumped out of bed and tried to run to the dressing room, but Song Yunzheng grabbed her.

Where are you going?

"Do I need to bring a swimsuit for hot springs? I need to look for it, I don't know where I put it."

"No need to look, I've asked Yunxi to prepare it for you."

Lin Yue smiled and said, "Really? You're so thoughtful, honey."

"Hmm, come to sleep." With a strong pull, he pulled her into his arms.

Having slept all day, she was now full of energy, more so than an owl, and couldn't possibly fall asleep again.

Song Yunzheng seemed to have thought of this problem as well, and asked in a deep voice, "Can't sleep?"

Lin Yue nodded.

"Let's do something else to burn off some energy, I'm sure you'll fall asleep soon..."

"What...what are you doing?" Lin Yue shrank back, trying to hide.

"How about we do something different?" Song Yunzheng's eyes were deep and dark, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

That "Is it okay?" was just a polite notification, not a request for opinions.

His long, slender fingers began to ignite and roam freely, and Lin Yue couldn't help but moan softly. She felt his slightly cool fingers and gasped...

Finally, she was limp and powerless, and fell into a deep sleep after the passion subsided.

Song Yunzheng got up and went to the bathroom. After washing his hands, he lay back down on the bed, hugged her, nestled against her neck, and smelled his unique calming fragrance.

...

The following morning, on the way to Wenquan Yunzhuang, which was a bit of a long journey, Song Yunzheng thoughtfully prepared some of her favorite snacks and cakes.

You should know that he is a person with severe mysophobia. In the past, he would never allow even the slightest food smell in his car, let alone those annoying crumbs.

His principles were gradually broken after Lin Yue appeared.

Lin Yue was worried about the strong smell of the snacks, so she wanted to open the car window to let in some fresh air. But as soon as she opened it a little, a biting cold wind rushed in, and she shivered and quickly closed it again.

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Song Yunzheng couldn't help but chuckle, "You're so silly..."

As soon as the car arrived at Yunzhuang and came to a stop, a waiter quickly came forward to open the door. Lin Yue was not used to this and kept nodding and thanking the waiter.

Seeing her like this, Song Yunzheng's lips curled up slightly, a half-smile on his face. He put his large hand around her slender waist, then leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Saying thank you is enough. There's no need to be so reserved. Straighten your back. You are Mrs. Song, Song Yunzheng's wife."

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