Yin Lan didn't quite understand what he meant; her mind was still a little foggy from just waking up.

Until his gaze began to become bold and passionate.

Yin Lan instantly remembered what she had said last night: wait one more day.

So this morning, a day has already passed.

Yin Lan: ...

She jumped up in a flash. "Quick, quick, quick! I've been lazing in bed for days. I have to get up early and can't stay in bed any longer, otherwise my older, younger, and older kids will definitely call me a lazybones."

Yin Lan immediately got up, dressed, and headed for the door.

Chen Yourun watched her retreating figure with smiling eyes, his brows and eyes full of laughter. Then he couldn't hold back any longer, and even his shoulders trembled with laughter.

The weather is pretty good today. The third child, who hasn't seen his mother much these past few days, is the most aggrieved.

Upon seeing her, she pouted, opened her little mouth, and burst into tears, feeling wronged.

"Mother~"

The eldest and second children saw her and ran over immediately, exclaiming, "Mom~ you're finally cured!"

One child hugged her left leg, and the other hugged her right leg. The third child waved his little arms vigorously in front of her, wanting to be hugged.

Yin Lan was helpless.

Sanwa is quite sturdy now, completely different from when he was light and small. Yin Lan squatted down and teased him, but she wasn't going to hold him anymore, as she couldn't lift him.

The three children were amused and laughed heartily. The little baby was adorable and had gained some weight, making her even more endearing. Yin Lan also enjoyed teasing and laughing with her.

"Mother, what illness do you have? Father won't let us disturb you."

What illness?

The disease of sleep deprivation!

Just then, the door opened, and Chen Yourun came out of the house. Yin Lan gave him a fierce glare.

Chen Yourun lowered his head, touched his nose, and smiled without saying a word.

Winter days are boring, but Yin Lan's courtyard is always bustling with activity.

At lunchtime, Liu Jing and Wang Yun cried out in despair, "Finally, you're cooking!"

Chen Yourun has been cooking for the past few days. The ingredients are very good, and his cooking skills are also quite good, but compared to Yin Lan, they are definitely not as good.

The reason is nothing more than that Yin Lan's cooking skills are particularly good, but that she has a "secret weapon".

With the system in hand, she has all the ingredients.

They secretly took it out of the system and put it back in, without anyone noticing.

Just as they were enjoying a delicious meal, Da Wa heard a commotion in the backyard, rushed out, and then ran back, shouting, "It's born! The sheep has given birth!"

As the family went to the backyard, the two lambs, still covered in slime, were trying to stand up, stumbling and wobbling. After several attempts, they finally managed to stand up by pushing off with their hind legs.

"Wow!" the three children exclaimed.

It's too cold in winter, so the kids' classes have been suspended, otherwise they would all freeze to death.

But Da Wa never relaxed. Even without anyone urging him, he would review what he had learned before without fail.

Erwa watched Dawa study, and since he had nothing else to do and no one to play with, he simply followed his older brother to review his lessons.

Moreover, because Master Liu's lectures are very interesting, Erwa no longer has such a strong aversion to reading; on the contrary, he finds it quite fun.

Moreover, sitting down to read books and practicing martial arts with one's father were quite interesting.

"Who will milk the cows tomorrow? We can all try some goat milk!" Yin Lan asked.

"I want!"

The three children were very excited. They had never done anything like this before. It was so interesting and fun!

Now that we have eggs for breakfast every day, and with the addition of goat milk, my child is definitely not lacking in nutrition.

Looking at his wife and child, Chen Yourun felt incredibly gentle.

Yin Lan turned her head and met his gaze. She immediately looked away. Danger, it was really dangerous.

She wondered if it was just her imagination, but he seemed to be glancing at her more often tonight.

That evening, Yin Lan really wanted to prolong the time, so she told her two stories to her children. Even her eldest child started urging her, "Mom, you're sick and need to rest. Although I love listening to stories, Mom's health is more important."

Yin Lan: ...

He's such a good son to her.

Well, I'll have to face it sooner or later anyway.

Yin Lan returned to her room. She had to admit that the distance between this room and the baby and other guest rooms was a good thing. In many moments when Yin Lan couldn't control herself, even if she made a sound, she didn't have to worry about being heard, which saved her from social death.

After all, her child is incredibly curious and eager to learn, and will ask you questions about even the slightest noise.

"What is that? Why?"

If Yin Lan has to face this problem, it would be better to let her die.

Now that she's back in her room, even though it's the exact same place, she feels like something's different in the air, making her inexplicably nervous.

Suddenly, the door opened.

At the door, Chen Yourun glanced at her and said, "I'm going to wash up."

Yin Lan's heart leaped up at his words, then slowly settled down.

But thinking about what he said made my heart jump again.

Go ahead and wash, why didn't you say anything before? Is there any need to say anything?

Yin Lan mechanically hummed in response.

Then he wrapped himself in a blanket.

Soon, the sound of water could be heard outside, a gentle, pattering sound that seemed to wash over her heart.

Then came the sound of water splashing down.

He probably poured the bucket over himself.

The outside finally quieted down, but Yin Lan's heart started beating even faster.

She pulled the blanket over her head, and everything went dark, making it difficult for her to breathe.

But their hearing seems to be more acute.

Faintly, steady, powerful footsteps gradually approached.

Then came the sound of the door being pushed open.

Then, there was no sound at all. Yin Lan waited and waited, feeling her face turn red and her breath catch in her throat.

She pulled back the blanket a little, revealing her eyes.

Just as he was about to take a deep breath, his eyes met Chen Yourun's, who had somehow gotten close to him.

Like a wild wolf, he had arrived here without anyone noticing, quietly hunting, waiting for her to lift the covers and walk right into his trap.

Yin Lan met his silent, dignified, and oppressive gaze.

He silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Chen Yourun just looked at her like that, then smiled gently, raised his hand and patted her head, "Go to sleep."

Then he rolled over and got into bed.

Yin Lan had no idea that when he said "sleep," he really meant sleep.

A few seconds later, Chen Yourun remained motionless.

Yin Lan swallowed hard.

A minute passed.

Chen Yourun remained silent.

Time ticked by, and Yin Lan felt as if a very long time had passed.

Given that he had a history of pretending to be asleep, she reached out and poked Chen Yourun's arm.

There was still no movement.

Yin Lan was puzzled. Was he really asleep?