Chapter 208 "Cat God" - She Listens to Her Husband~

The internet is still digging into the various experiences of this young couple (scratch that, married couple), and the more they dig, the more astonished they become.

People from various high schools and universities also came forward to provide rich and reliable details about the couple's love story.

In reality.

Shi Miao and Jiang Yingxu went home together.

Their home has changed from the two-bedroom apartment they initially rented to a detached house with a courtyard protected by government personnel.

Upon entering, you are greeted by a warm, cozy atmosphere, accompanied by the aroma of some kind of food.

Shi Miao spread her arms, letting Jiang Yingxu help her take off her coat. She sniffed and asked with bright eyes, "Is it fried shrimp?"

Her latest favorite dish.

Fried until crispy, sprinkled with a layer of five-spice salt and pepper powder, the shrimp meat inside is firm and sweet. One bite, and you get both the crispy outer shell and the tender shrimp meat. You can easily finish a whole plate in one go.

Jiang Yingxu hung her coat on the rack by the door.

In a nonchalant tone, she said, "It's a good thing you came back on New Year's Eve, otherwise, the system and I would have been the only ones having dinner together."

Ouch.

Why does it smell sour?

Shi Miao turned her head with a smile, hooked her arm around Jiang Yingxu's neck, and shook him coquettishly, "It's my fault. I was thinking of tracking a little further in, and I was delayed for two more days on the way down the mountain. I didn't make it to the time we agreed on."

"Did I disappoint you?"

"What should we do then?"

Shi Miao blinked, her round cat-like eyes filled with an innocent smile, as if she were asking a question sincerely.

How can I appease my husband and make him calm down?

Jiang Yingxu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

After so many years as lovers, and now as husband and wife, doesn't Shi Miao understand him?

She curved her lips and tiptoed forward.

She leaned in and kissed his lips, nuzzling him like a kitten while calling out in a soft voice.

"Jiang Yingxu".

"Brother Xiao Jiang?"

"husband--"

Each note was sweeter than the last.

Jiang Yingxu's Adam's apple bobbed as he shouted, but he replied without anger, "I won't be angry with you."

"oh."

Shi Miao tilted her head, her smile growing even sweeter. "So you're just being affectionate with me?"

"..."

Jiang Yingxu remained silent, but lowered his head and kissed her cheek and then the corner of her lips.

His eyes and brows were cold, but his lips were warm.

Instead of going inside, the two shared a kiss at the entrance.

Jiang Yingxu braced himself against the cabinet with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist, not wanting her to strain on her tiptoes. So he arched his back and leaned down to kiss her deeply.

He kissed me very forcefully every time.

Grind over the soft, rounded lips, pry open the rosy lips, and plunge deep inside, entwining with the warm, soft tongue.

Shi Miao's arm hung loosely behind his neck.

As Jiang Yingxu absorbed the energy, a tingling sensation spread through her tongue and a thin warmth emanated from her spine, causing her to slightly withdraw her hand, her fingertips unconsciously slipping into his hair.

I don't know how long they kissed.

Until the lips were rubbed until they were burning hot.

A soft thud came from the living room, finally breaking the overly sticky and lingering atmosphere.

Feeling guilty, the dog paws moved less carefully and quietly backed away from the crime scene.

Jiang Yingxu glanced indifferently to the side, ignoring the furtive little dog.

He stepped back slightly, his long fingers lingeringly stroking Shi Miao's cheek, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll go run you some water for a bath, then we can come down for dinner?"

Shi Miao's chest rose and fell slightly, her long eyelashes glistening with a few drops of moisture from her eyes, her gaze soft and tender as she looked over.

She had just replied with an "okay".

Jiang Yingxu then lowered his head and pecked her lips.

Thin eyelids drooped, suppressing an overly dark gaze.

They were so close that Shi Miao could understand the reason for his heavy breathing.

She casually tucked a strand of Jiang Yingxu's hair into her fingertip, and whispered, "Want to come along?"

Jiang Yingxu slowly rolled his Adam's apple.

More than that, he was concerned about Shi Miao's health. "You must be very tired after such a long flight back."

No rush.

As he spoke, he took two steps back, pulled Shi Miao into his arms, and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

The hot, burning palm pressed against my groin provided strong, stable support.

Shi Miao rested her head on Jiang Yingxu's shoulder. When she looked up, she saw Xiao Bi, who was busy putting paper-cut window decorations on the glass windows in the living room.

Huffing and puffing.

Very hardworking.

Dogs use their paws just like human hands.

There was a jar of dried fruit lying crookedly on the coffee table. It must have been the thing that Xiao Bi accidentally knocked over and made the noise when he was backing up to check if the paper-cut window decorations were pasted correctly.

"?"

Shi Miao patted Jiang Yingxu on the shoulder, "You're having the system do this?"

Jiang Yingxu didn't even turn his head. He opened the door to the master bedroom and said calmly, "I can't exactly let it into the kitchen to cook you three dishes and a soup."

I don't know which word tickled Shi Miao's funny bone, but it made her clutch her stomach and chuckle for a while.

Jiang Yingxu glanced at her helplessly, rolled up his sleeves and went into the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water. He then came out to get her pajamas and change of clothes.

Soak for twenty minutes.

Jiang Yingxu set a time, "I'll go downstairs to prepare dinner. Message me if anything comes up."

Shi Miao stood in the warmly lit bathroom, stretched her shoulders, lifted the hem of her sweater, and responded with a smile.

"Okay, whatever you say, honey~"

The hem was hooked up, revealing a section of her snow-white, slender waist.

Jiang Yingxu glanced at it only once before silently looking away.

He left the bathroom, went back downstairs, and poured himself a glass of ice-cold water.

I drank it all in one go.

Then he picked up the apron hanging to the side and tied it around his neck.

The sky outside was already tinged with a faint darkening, and the distant sounds of fireworks and firecrackers, lit prematurely, could be faintly heard, rumbling across the sky.

After Little Bi finished pasting the window decorations, he came running over, righteously demanding his reward for his hard work—a piece of dried meat, perfect for chewing.

Jiang Yingxu glanced at the living room, which was decorated with festive red for the New Year, and generously gave it two sticks.

While waiting for Shi Miao to come downstairs, I started preparing tonight's New Year's Eve dinner.

—It was another New Year that he and Shi Miao spent together.