Xu Tingchuan spent an afternoon with Pei Yang, and the rash on his body had not completely subsided.

However, I've already decided to get up and go home because it's almost time to go back and have dinner with Ni Sitian.

While he was driving, he saw a text message from Ni Sitian asking if he had finished work and if he was coming home for dinner.

He picked it up and sent a voice message: I'll be right back.

After receiving the voice message, Ni Sitian started cooking. Because she was worried that Xu Tingchuan had eaten something that made him feel unwell at noon, she made a light dinner, without any seafood, and stir-fried two vegetable dishes and made a pork rib soup.

When Xu Tingchuan returned, she was ladling soup out of the pressure cooker.

After dinner, Ni Sitian ironed Xu Tingchuan's shirt and suit in the living room.

As Xu Tingchuan watched her meticulously ironing his clothes, he couldn't help but reach out and wrap his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder and affectionately pressing his cheek against hers.

He was much taller than her, and Ni Sitian felt as if she were carrying a large dog on her back, slowing down her movements. She turned her head to speak to him, but her mouth just happened to touch his cheek.

She blushed, tilted her head back slightly, and said shyly, "I'll be done soon. You can sit there and watch TV."

"I see you're hot." Xu Tingchuan thought she was incredibly cute and sexy as she ironed his clothes, and she exuded a warm and cozy feeling.

Ni Sitian chuckled helplessly and could only continue to heat him in this position. Who told her that she used to hug him from behind when he was cooking? Now that it was the other way around, there was no way to stop her.

After ironing the clothes, Ni Sitian directed Xu Tingchuan to take the clothes and hang them back in the closet, while she went to take a shower.

After washing up, Xu Tingchuan was changing the duvet cover. The new duvet cover was the same one they had bought together. It was a dark red pomegranate flower color. They bought it because the salesperson recommended it. Pomegranates symbolize many children, and this duvet was a perfect symbol for a newlywed couple. Xu Tingchuan decided to buy it on the spot.

Seeing him making the bed, she went over and helped him smooth it out.

The whole red outfit gave off a special feeling of a wedding night. She glanced at Xu Tingchuan and remembered that last night when she was on top, he seemed particularly happy and more passionate than usual.

"Sitian?" Xu Tingchuan called out.

Ni Sitian snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and bit her lip in annoyance. The longer she was with him, the less pure she became! She was actually having impure thoughts so easily!

"Are you going to shake off your headscarf?" Xu Tingchuan smiled silently, beckoned to her, and said, "Come here, I'll help you blow-dry your hair."

Ni Sitian obediently went over and was made to sit on the chair in front of the dressing table.

Xu Tingchuan removed the headscarf from her head, first combed her long hair, then used a hairdryer on the second setting to carefully dry it.

Ni Sitian's hair is long, black, and straight, with excellent quality. It doesn't get frizzy after being blow-dried and feels very smooth to the touch.

"Alright." He lowered his head and kissed her head. "Go to sleep."

Ni Sitian glanced at the alarm clock; it was only nine o'clock. So she assumed that "sleeping" meant the verb "to sleep." Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she shyly got into bed, burying her face halfway in the pillow.

But after a while, she only heard the sound of turning pages. She looked up and saw Xu Tingchuan wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, reading a book attentively.

Um, so he didn't mean it that way at all?