The two had been married for a long time, so how could Yang Qiaoqiao not know what the man was trying to do by looking like that?

She quickly braced herself against the man's hard chest with both hands, giving him a reproachful glare. "It's not even dark yet, and Mom's still at home. Don't make a scene."

Huo Beixiao lay down next to his wife with a pitiful expression, his large hand encircling her slender waist. "Wife, can I hold you and rest for a while?"

Hearing the man's aggrieved voice, Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but turn around and reward him with a kiss on the lips, "Good boy."

Yang Qiaoqiao was indeed too tired lately, and she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

When I woke up because I was hungry, the sky outside was already pitch black.

She checked the time and realized it was already 2 a.m.

She glanced at the man beside her.

Huo Beixiao wasn't much better off than her during this period; in fact, he was busier and more tired. The mall had just opened, and although Zhu Dong was in charge, the various departments below were able to cooperate.

But the overall situation still depends on him to take control.

In addition, the government has also spoken with him about the cement plant, hoping that he can expand the scale of production, and this matter is also on the agenda.

He was also extremely busy protecting her and their two children, never daring to relax for a moment.

In the past, if Yang Qiaoqiao was hungry, she would probably just kick the man awake to prepare food for her.

But now, considering how hard the man has worked these past few days, she plans to get up herself to prepare the food and then call the man to get up and eat something.

But as soon as she moved, the man's large arms tightened around her, pulling her back into his embrace.

At the same time, the man opened his eyes, his deep gaze fixed on her. "Wife, are you hungry?"

Yang Qiaoqiao nodded.

The man instantly sat up, saying, "Wife, wait here, I'll go get you some food."

The man finished speaking and was already at the door of the room.

Yang Qiaoqiao was both amused and exasperated. Even if she wanted to take matters into her own hands, she couldn't win against a man!

Forget it, she'll just lie down and wait to be waited on hand and foot!

Soon, the man returned with a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup.

"Honey, Mom made some chicken soup for us, so I cooked some noodles with it," Huo Beixiao said as he entered the room.

It's getting a bit chilly at night now.

As the two sat together at the table eating noodles, Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the man's deep features and handsome face through the rising steam.

A mouthful of hot noodle soup made me feel much warmer.

Such a heartwarming moment was something she had never experienced in her previous life.

Perhaps this is the warmth and comfort of everyday life.

After Yang Qiaoqiao finished eating the noodles, Huo Beixiao had already prepared the bath water for her while she was washing up.

She immersed herself in the perfectly warm water, feeling every pore of her body open up, and all the fatigue of the past few days vanished.

Just then, a shadow fell from above.

Before she could react, her lips were sealed by the man's cool lips.

During this period, for various reasons, the two of them did not have any intimate contact.

This kiss was like throwing a torch onto a dry pile of firewood; in an instant, both of them were ignited.

Outside the window, all was quiet, but inside, it was a scene of enchantment.

Yang Qiaoqiao went from being full of energy at the beginning to feeling so tired that even her toes were numb.

She felt that she hadn't actually fallen asleep, but had simply passed out.

The next day, when she woke up, the man was still by her side, which was rare.

Upon seeing her open her eyes, the man immediately pulled her into his arms, holding her even tighter.

He then placed a kiss on her forehead. "Wife, are you satisfied with my performance last night?"

Yang Qiaoqiao: ...

She gave the man a reproachful look.

Nobody always brings up this kind of thing for discussion.

Huo Beixiao had been too embarrassed to say it before, but after his tubal ligation surgery, he was worried that it would affect his sexual function.

He now fully understands the importance of a man's ability in that area for a harmonious and stable marriage, and he's afraid that after a month of recovery, he'll lose his former virility and his wife will dislike him.

After hearing the man's worries, Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but chuckle.

She poked his hard pectoral muscles, her eyes sparkling as she asked, "You were worried it would affect your abilities, so why did you secretly get the surgery?"

Huo Beixiao looked at her with doting eyes and said helplessly, "The doctor said that now that we are implementing family planning, if I don't get sterilized, the Women's Federation will have to ask you to get sterilized."

"I asked the doctor, and he said that the effects of vasectomy on men are actually not significant, but for women, the ring inserted after vasectomy can not only become embedded in the flesh over time, but also cause various diseases."

Although I'm worried, I trust the doctors, and I can't bear to see my wife suffer.

As Huo Beixiao spoke, he hugged Yang Qiaoqiao even tighter.

He couldn't take his wife's pain out of pregnancy and childbirth, but he could do the tubal ligation himself, so there was no need for his wife to suffer.

Hearing this, Yang Qiaoqiao felt particularly warm and touched.

She couldn't help but hug the man tighter, her eyes shining as she looked at him, and said from the bottom of her heart, "Husband, thank you."

Huo Beixiao immediately took advantage of the situation, raising an eyebrow and gently flicking her pert little nose. "Wife, thank you isn't just something you say; you have to show it with actions."

Yang Qiaoqiao: ...

She realized that the vasectomy really had no effect on a man's body.

They were practically at it until dawn last night, and she's still feeling sore and weak, while the man is perfectly fine and even seems to be asking for more.

"Wife, you have to do as I say tonight," the man said in a low, deep voice in her ear.

Perhaps because of last night, her body was unusually sensitive. The hot breath sprayed onto her earlobe, and her body instantly felt a tingling sensation.

"oh oh……"

Fortunately, at this moment, Lele, who was sleeping in the crib, waved her little hands and tried to make two little baby sounds to attract their attention.

Yang Qiaoqiao playfully kicked the man, "Your son and daughter must be hungry, hurry up and make some formula."

Huo Beixiao hugged his wife tightly, gave her a light kiss on the forehead, and then quickly got out of bed to make milk powder.

Although Yang Qiaoqiao still felt a bit sore in her back and legs, she didn't stay in bed for long.

Huo Beixiao tidied up the two dolls and carried them downstairs, one in each arm, just as she got up.

During this time, because of Jiang Yiran's meddling, she was constantly worried about the safety of the two little ones and didn't pay much attention to the newly opened shop.

Whether Jiang Yiran has swum to the port city or has already perished at sea, it won't cause any trouble in the short term.

She needs to focus on her career as well.