This is winter, and such a cold winter at that.

A feeling of guilt welled up in Yin Lan's heart. Yes, they were married and husband and wife. Chen Yourun had been back for so long, and apart from the occasional kiss and his burning, direct gaze, after she pushed him away when he tried to do something on their first night, Chen Yourun noticed her resistance and didn't do anything else.

But it's not that he doesn't want to.

If this continues, won't people go crazy from feeling so stifled?

Moreover, what he was thinking was reasonable, wasn't it? If you asked Yin Lan herself if she wanted such a tall, well-developed young body with chest and abdominal muscles by her side, she... well, it wasn't that she didn't want it; she had even secretly looked at it several times.

But when I thought about how my arms were thinner than his calves, and how I had secretly peeked at that thing, I was really scared.

Oh, that's not right. She suddenly realized that the two of them were not compatible at all.

How could we give her the highest difficulty level right away?

But if it were someone else, Yin Lan asked herself, it would be hard to find someone better looking than him, with more muscular muscles, a better temper, more tolerant, or more respectful of her.

Yin Lan prepares herself mentally every day.

Even now, Chen Yourun has been dealing with each situation as it arises, and has already prepared a small bed for the third child.

That's it, let's see how she manages to wake the child up.

During dinner that evening, Chen Yourun looked at her several times with eyes that she could understand but dared not look directly at.

Yin Lan's heart was pounding wildly.

Every night, Yin Lan would tell stories to her three children. Because they were of different ages, Chen Yourun would tell the stories of the eldest child, such as his escort missions and battlefield stories. These stories were not just about events, but also about teaching the children some ideas and skills.

The story of Erwa and Sanwa is told by Yin Lanlai.

That day, she spoke very slowly, and in the middle of it she felt that the door seemed to open slightly, but Yin Lan did not go to look.

After the door had been knocked on several times, two stories had been told.

The child's eyes started to squint.

It seems like hiding any longer... really can't go on.

Yin Lan prepared herself mentally. She felt her blood rushing and her heart pounding. She took a deep breath and quietly opened the door.

She thought the impatient man was outside, but it was empty and dark. She felt a little disappointed. Had she misunderstood?

Yin Lan glanced at the child, then gently closed the door.

Just as I was about to turn around, a hard, warm, and tall figure was already pressed against my back.

His nose exuded a strong masculine aura.

"you……"

The next second, a warm and soft touch landed on the tip of her ear.

Yin Lan shuddered.

A moment later,

"Go inside."

Her voice no longer sounded like her own.

Chen Yourun picked the person up and carried them towards the room.

Just as her body felt lighter, Yin Lan suddenly felt a familiar sensation in her abdomen, followed by a surge of heat.

Upon entering the room, Chen Yourun slammed the door shut with one foot. He didn't say a word, but the force was precise, his whole body was tense, and his eyes were incredibly dark.

But he still gently placed Yin Lan on the bed.

He leaned down, his dark, sharp eyes staring straight at her, as if to make sure there was no rejection in her eyes, before gently lifting her chin. Yin Lan, however, took the initiative and leaned in to kiss her.

Chen Yourun was stunned and somewhat incredulous.

Seeing his dazed expression, Yin Lan kissed him again.

Chen Yourun's anger was completely ignited, but just as he was about to make his next move, Yin Lan leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Um, I'm on my period."

relative?

"When? Tomorrow? Which relative?" Chen Yourun held back for the moment and asked her first.

“Auntie,” Yin Lan said.

"Auntie? Your auntie? I've never heard you mention her before. What should we prepare to entertain her tomorrow? Is she coming for something?"

Seeing his serious expression, Yin Lan almost burst out laughing, but she struggled to suppress it and managed to speak.

"It's that... period? menstruation? menstrual flow!"

Yin Lan thought for a long time before she could utter two words that he could understand.

Chen Yourun was puzzled at first, but when he heard the last two words, his face froze.

He moved his gaze downwards in disbelief, only to find that he could not see anything. Then, filled with frustration, he looked at Yin Lan with his eyes to confirm.

Yin Lan nodded, suppressing a smile.

Chen Yourun's expression was truly remarkable.

After a long while, she finally rolled over and lay flat on her back, letting out a long sigh of utter frustration, "Why...did it come already..."

He endured it for so long, and this is how it turned out.

In the darkness, Yin Lan heard him let out a very long sigh.

Remembering how he had just bullied her, Yin Lan felt a sly, triumphant smile. She covered her mouth, but a tiny bit of laughter still escaped her lips.

Yin Lan immediately stopped and glanced at her warily.

The man had his back to her, so he probably didn't hear her.

Yin Lan breathed a huge sigh of relief, just as she exhaled.

Suddenly the bed shook, and before she could check, she heard a loud rolling over sound next to her.

"Ah..." Before she could react, Chen Yourun had already turned over, propped himself up on one arm next to her pillow, his face directly above her. A huge, inescapable aura of male danger enveloped Yin Lan, making her almost afraid to breathe.

"funny?"

His dark eyes were very close.

His voice was filled with an unspeakable sense of suppressed emotion.

Looking at his tightly pursed thin lips and tense body, Yin Lan found it even funnier.

She curled the corners of her lips into a smile; after all, he couldn't do anything to her now.

With the firm, hard muscles right in front of her, Yin Lan had long wanted to touch them. She wondered what they would feel like; they must be very nice.

I used to fear he was like a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment, but now, I feel safe.

Yin Lan smiled and reached out to touch it.

It is indeed hard, elastic, and feels very comfortable to the touch.

I heard him take a deep, suppressed breath.

"What a pity, sigh, we'll just have to wait a few more days." Yin Lan patted the door with regret.

As Chen Yourun gasped for breath, he grabbed Yin Lan's hand.

"what you do?"

She hadn't finished speaking.

His hand was immediately pulled away.

Yin Lan panicked and regretted it, "I..."

My hand has been touched.

Yin Lan stared wide-eyed at his suppressed pupils, which held a storm brewing within them.

As he moved his hand, Yin Lan let out a soft cry, but before she could utter it, he silenced her with his lips.

I didn't sleep a wink all night.

Yin Lan didn't know when she fell asleep.

In a daze, she seemed to wake up once and saw that it was bright outside and the child seemed to be talking to his father.

"Where's Mom? Why isn't she up yet? Has she turned into a lazy bum again?"

Another voice rang out, making Yin Lan almost grit her teeth. He said, "Mother is not feeling well. Let her rest and don't disturb her."