Ning Qing was amused by the way he was angrily eating meat.

So incredibly cute.

After the meal, Ning Qing followed Bai Hao to his door.

Bai Hao turned around and glared angrily at Ning Qing.

He turned around and stood in the doorway.

With his hands in his pockets, he looked down at the person in the wheelchair before speaking.

"What do you mean by this? What happened to being brothers?"

Ning Qing blinked innocently.

"I left my toiletries here; I forgot to take them with me this morning."

A look of surprise flashed in Bai Hao's eyes as he thought to himself: This person didn't come along to pester him?

He nodded.

"Okay, you wait here, I'll get it out for you."

He then pushed open the door and went inside.

Unexpectedly, he had only taken a few steps inside when he heard the sound of wheels turning, followed by the sound of the door closing and locking.

I turned my head and saw that it was true.

Ning Qing was already in the room, and she even locked the door from the inside.

Bai Hao turned around and looked at the person sitting in the wheelchair, who was taking off the white boots on his legs.

He raised his hand to his forehead, trying to calm himself down.

Unexpectedly, her hand was grabbed by a warm, large hand and moved away passively.

He looked up and saw Ning Qing smiling, her clear eyes staring straight at him.

Bai Hao's heart skipped a beat.

For no other reason than his captivating, hook-like gaze.

Seeing that he was slightly taken aback, Ning Qing lowered her head and placed a light kiss on his palm.

The itch in my palm went straight to my heart, and my heart trembled slightly.

Bai Hao recoiled as if he had been electrocuted, quickly pulling his hand back.

She raised her eyes and glared at Ning Qing, feigning a fierce look.

However, his reddened ears had already given him away.

Ning Qing blinked.

"What? Don't you like me kissing you?"

Bai Hao's cheeks were even tinged with a faint blush this time.

Ning Qing's gaze deepened.

She cupped his handsome face in her hands.

He lowered his head and kissed that touch of pink.

This time, Ning Qing's kiss was gentle and tender.

It carries deep affection.

After the kiss, Bai Hao leaned weakly against Ning Qing's chest.

Ning Qing wrapped one arm tightly around him.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together.

They can sense each other's physical changes.

Ning Qing raised an eyebrow at him, smiled, and her teasing tone was not too obvious.

When Bai Hao met Ning Qing's gaze, his cheeks flushed a deep crimson with embarrassment.

His shimmering eyes added a touch of spring to his handsome face.

Ning Qing was utterly enamored with his wife's youthful and alluring appearance.

He's incredibly alluring, but unfortunately, my current wife only lets me kiss and hug her occasionally; we can't take it any further.

The thought of living a life of asceticism and purity like a monk in this little world is infuriating.

Ning Qing felt uncomfortable.

She lowered her head and kissed his pink lips again.

He kissed her fiercely and sucked on her lips.

Bai Hao leaned helplessly against Ning Qing's chest, passively enduring the storm of abuse emanating from her.

When the two separated, Bai Hao tightly gripped Ning Qing's front with one hand.

She leaned weakly against him, breathing slightly heavily.

Her lips were slightly swollen, making the color more vibrant and alluring.

Ning Qing knew he couldn't go any further, fearing he would lose control if he saw such an alluring wife.

He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, refusing to look at the person in his arms whose face was flushed with spring.

Bai Hao, nestled in Ning Qing's arms, felt incredibly conflicted.

How did I end up kissing him again?

Was he too good at seducing people? Or was it that I was simply not very wary of him to begin with?