The relationship will be more fulfilling.

The little incident a few days ago not only did not affect the relationship between the two, but instead added a bit of fun.

Although Ming Zhanxue still insisted that Qin Yuan was dreaming.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Life went on as usual, maybe Qin Yuan really remembered it wrong.

today.

Qin Yuan got off work at six o'clock, had dinner with his wife Ming Zhanxue, and then took a walk hand in hand. He returned to his bedroom at around seven o'clock.

Then they played a new song together——

"The sounds of the piano are mixed together, and pearls big and small fall on a jade plate."

As the saying goes, it is hard to find a soulmate.

The couple felt that they had met too late, and they were so engrossed in their discussion that they continued until the hour of Hai, which was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

For Qin Yuan, this time is just the beginning of his nightlife.

So, he was not sleepy at all.

Coupled with the high-intensity mental activity just now, the energy loss is huge.

So, I'm a little hungry.

Ming Zhanxue, who was feeling weak and sleepy all over, could only let her lie down on the bed to rest while she went to the kitchen and asked the cook to take out the hot pot base that she had prepared earlier so that they could have hot pot as a midnight snack.

And drink some plum wine.

Cultivate sentiment.

After everything is ready.

Qin Yuan carried the food tray into the boudoir and said softly, "My wife, you must be hungry too. Let's have hot pot!"

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you to study with me. You've worked so hard, come over and have something delicious to replenish your energy..."

Said.

Ming Zhanxue seemed too tired and fell asleep.

Qin Yuan smiled cunningly and a plan came to his mind.

Grab a corner of the quilt.

Then he pulled hard.

Crash!

The thin quilt was pulled open, and Ming Zhanxue, who was sleeping soundly in bed, was immediately woken up.

At this moment, her skin was still slightly flushed...

…

"ah--"

In the dim light.

Yan Jiaoran, who was naked, felt that the quilt covering her body was pulled away, and then she felt cold.

Suddenly, I screamed subconsciously.