The moon hid behind the clouds, casting a dark veil over the world.

Wen Jiaojiao lay on the bed, her whole body flushed red. Her eyes were filled with desire, and her breath was as hot as boiling water. She belatedly realized what was happening and said:

"Brother, did you already know?"

Wen Zhaoye lay on his side facing her, gazing at her alluring and captivating appearance. His breathing became unsteady, but he remained calm and said:

"It makes no difference whether you drink it or not."

Holy crap!! This slut has really opened my eyes.

Wen Jiaojiao's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her expression as she glared at him held a hint of fierce cuteness.

She rolled over and straddled his lower abdomen, panting, "I'll drain you dry tonight."

Her clothes were completely removed, and the room was bathed in an ambiguous, dim light from the round bulb. Wen Zhaoye lay back on the bed, his hands tightly gripping her slender waist, his voice seductive and alluring:

"daughter in law."

Her long, dark hair clung to Wen Jiaojiao's slender back, her face flushed with a rosy hue. She leaned down to kiss his lips, her long hair cascading down her sides.

The night was slightly cool, but the small house by the fishpond was still stuffy, with swarms of mosquitoes flying around.

Xu Cuifen lay on the wooden bed, her body covered in large red welts from the mosquito bites. She kept scratching and said:

"You're staying home all day today, why didn't you prepare your things in advance?"

Wen Xiaojian was equally upset. He sat on the bed, swatting mosquitoes, and said, "I was all prepared, but I forgot everything in my rush to leave."

Xu Cuifen stopped complaining and said:

"Alright, as long as it works, anything goes."

Wen Xiaojian turned over:

"That's definitely a good idea. I know my son well."

Xu Cuifen grinned and said, "Alright, we're free now, let's help each other think of a name for the baby."

Wen Xiaojian: "Yes, this is a big deal."

Afterwards, the two swatted at mosquitoes and chatted all night long, only heading home when the sky began to lighten.

Xu Cuifen walked into the courtyard and called out from a distance:

"Zhaoye, open the door."

Inside the room, Wen Jiaojiao lay on Wen Zhaoye, drenched in sweat. She was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open, but her spirits remained high.

Wen Zhaoye rolled over and pinned her down, their intimate sounds continuing to linger in their ears, while neither of them heard any noise outside the door.

Xu Cuifen approached and suddenly heard the sound. Her face flushed red, and she patted Wen Xiaojian on the shoulder:

"Go out for a stroll again, young people are just too hot-tempered."

Aunt Pang went out to empty the chamber pot and happened to catch a glimpse of the two of them. She greeted them, "Cuifen, you're out for a walk so early?"

Xu Cuifen smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's just that I'm getting old and can't sleep."

After saying that, she couldn't resist her weariness and yawned widely.

"..." Aunt Pang's smile froze: "What's wrong with your faces? They're covered in big red envelopes?"

Xu Cuifen said awkwardly, "The mosquito net at home was torn, and we ran out of mosquito coils, so I got bitten by mosquitoes."

Before Aunt Pang could speak again, Wen Xiaojian quickly changed the subject, asking, "When is Da Mei getting married?"

Auntie Pang paused for a moment, then said cheerfully, "They got engaged a while ago and are planning to get married at the end of the year."

Afterwards, Xu Cuifen changed the subject, chatting about this and that, until she felt it was about time, then she pulled Wen Xiaojian back home.

To avoid embarrassment, she stood at the door and listened for a while, not noticing any other sounds inside, before knocking on the door.

"Zhaoye, open the door before you go to sleep."

Wen Zhaoye had just fallen asleep. He opened his eyes wearily, grabbed some clothes from the side, and lazily put them on, saying:

"Wait a moment, I'll be right there."

In a moment, the door opened, and Xu Cuifen and Wen Xiaojian stood in the doorway, immediately recognizing the disheveled man with hickeys all over his neck.

Wen Zhaoye noticed their scrutinizing gazes, his ears turned slightly red, and he said in an unnatural tone:

"I'm going back to sleep now."

Xu Cuifen chuckled and said, "Are you going to eat later? If not, I won't call you two."

Wen Zhaoye closed the doorway:

"No."

Xu Cuifen walked into her room:

"Alright, let's get some sleep too. Let's do some cooking and washing, and stop disturbing their peace."

The yard was completely quiet. The hens and the big fat pigs hadn't slept all night because of the noise, and now they were huddled in the chicken coop and pigpen, motionless.

The sun was setting in the west, and dusk enveloped the earth.

Wen Jiaojiao slowly opened her eyes. She raised her sore arm and glanced at the man holding her beside her, saying:

Has Mom come back?

Wen Zhaoye knew what she wanted to do, and he tried to persuade her in a hoarse voice:

"Let's just forget about last night. She was only trying to help us. She was probably worried that if something happened, we wouldn't be able to get married, so she had no choice but to do that. Besides, even if she didn't use these methods, we've already done everything we could want, haven't we?"

Wen Jiaojiao's bones ached as if they were about to fall apart. She struggled to turn over and couldn't help but complain:

"My back is almost broken, how could you be so ruthless? Aren't you afraid of killing someone?"

Besides, my reputation isn't good to begin with. If I come all day and don't get out of bed, people will probably start spreading rumors that I suddenly came to my house to do postpartum care.

Wen Zhaoye raised his hand and gently massaged her back, saying in a soothing voice, "Let me rub it for you, so don't be angry."

Last night, because Wen Zhaoye only drank a symbolic amount, Wen Jiaojiao couldn't resist taking the initiative during the first half of the night.

Despite being utterly exhausted both physically and mentally many times, she would climb onto him again in a daze.

Later, in the early hours of the morning, Wen Zhaoye saw that she was indeed unable to move and could only lie on the bed making uncomfortable moans, so he took the initiative. Even when she was on top, he was the one doing the work.

After enjoying herself for a while, Wen Jiaojiao slowly sat up and said:

"Alright, get up, wash up, and eat."

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