"Why are you only coming back now? I've been waiting for you for so long."

Hearing the sound of Sasha taking off her clothes coming from the room, Song Yuli opened his eyes and glanced at her, then muttered something in dissatisfaction.

Looking at Song Yuli lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Nangong Yu couldn't help but go over and kiss her.

Song Yuli thought Nangong Yu was going to bother her again, so she subconsciously frowned, turned over, and avoided him: "Ugh, stop it, I'm so sleepy."

Nangong Yu smiled and said, "Okay, I won't make a fuss. I'll come over and sleep with you after I take a shower."

Song Yuli mumbled a reply, and Nangong Yu took the pajamas and went into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water could be heard.

Song Yuli opened his eyes again for a glance, then turned over and went back to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yuli suddenly felt the bed beside him sink in. Immediately afterwards, the cool minty scent of Nangong Yu lingered around Song Yuli's nose.

Song Yuli took a light sniff, then instinctively snuggled up to Nangong Yu and kissed his chest muscles, whispering, "Goodnight, husband."

The place where Song Yuli had kissed him felt like it was on fire, and a wicked fire slowly rose from his lower abdomen. However, when he saw Song Yuli's somewhat tired face, Nangong Yu forcefully suppressed this impulse.

He lowered his head and kissed Song Yuli's parents, then parted his thin lips slightly: "Goodnight, wife."

...

The next day, Song Yuli was awakened by the chirping of birds.

She subconsciously frowned, her seemingly drunken peach blossom eyes slowly opening, looking at the somewhat retro heavy curtains not far away, Song Yuli's eyes gradually clearing.

She touched her phone on the bedside table; it was almost eight o'clock.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she sat up abruptly in bed.

Oh my god.

Song Yuli lifted the covers, preparing to get up and get dressed, but was pulled back onto the bed by Nangong Yu, whose eyes were still closed.

Strong, powerful arms wrapped tightly around her waist, and Nangong Yu's thin lips parted slightly, his voice a little hoarse.

"Don't move, sleep a little longer."

Song Yuli pursed her lips: "But it's already eight o'clock, Grandpa and Aunt must have gotten up a long time ago."

Nangong Yu said with dissatisfaction, "They are them, and we are us. I heard they're going to sleep with me for a while."

Song Yuli wanted to say something more: "But..."

Nangong Yu withdrew his arm from Song Yuli's waist and spoke again: "No buts, or I'll kiss you."

Song Yuli: "..."

He sighed silently in his heart.

Oh well, if Nangong Yu isn't in a hurry, why should she be?

Since Nangong Yu came home late last night, she decided to stay and sleep with him for a while.

Thinking of this, Song Yuli turned over and wrapped himself around Nangong Yu's body with a clear conscience, hugging him and closing his eyes.

However, after a short while, Song Yuli opened her eyes again: "Honey, it's Tuesday today, don't you have to go to work?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Yu lowered his head and precisely locked her lips.

Sucking, licking, biting.

Lip and teeth camera, lips and tongue intertwined.

Gradually, Nangong Yu was already on top of her.

Feeling the hard object pressing against her lower abdomen, Song Yuli's face flushed red again, much to her dismay.

While Nangong Yu was catching his breath, Song Yuli tilted his head and dodged Nangong Yu's kiss.

"Nangong Yu, please get up. You're so heavy, I can hardly breathe."